The elevator goes straight up to the 29th floor, and the indicator lights representing the floor numbers flash like flying. Dongda Art Group uses a panoramic elevator like an air capsule. When people stand in the elevator and turn around, they can see the whole of Tokyo on the horizon.
As the floors rise higher and higher, people taking the elevator will have a sense of pride that "I have conquered the world."
“What Tokyo University of Arts wants is this pride.” Katsuo Fukuzawa, the chairman of the school board of trustees, once said this in countless meetings.
But he probably won't talk about this pride again in today's meeting. The overall ranking of Tokyo University's arts has not risen but fallen for two consecutive years. It was overtaken by two new schools, Waseda Genius Youth Club and Keio Private School's Graduate School.
Whether it is the orthodox presidents of major campuses, members of the school board of directors, or the major shareholders of Dongda Art Group, everyone feels tremendous pressure.
This pressure is like the overwhelming rain outside the elevator. You won't get wet if you hide in the house, but you have to go out and face it. One cannot wait for the sun to shine before doing things, especially since the news of Shen Huiling's participation this year has been notified.
As for everyone, in addition to confirming the list of twenty finalists today, they also need to formulate a special plan specifically for Shenhuiling.
"You must be under a lot of pressure, Principal Sawano. Do you want to go to the smoking room to smoke a cigarette later?" The female assistant who was following behind took out a pack of Seven Star cigarettes from her suit trouser pocket and handed them to Sawano and a lighter.
Tree.
Sawano Kazuki waved his hands and refused, just staring at the scenery outside through the rapidly rising elevator.
Rainy Tokyo is completely different from sunny Tokyo. When Tokyo is sunny, it is like a girl wearing a JK skirt jumping up and the beautiful scenery disappears under the skirt, while Tokyo with heavy rain is like a bird.
Angry whales and waterfall-like rain spurt out together with the oppression hidden in this society, and no one can escape.
This kind of weather will make people recall many sad past events.
I think of the dead cat buried under the tree, of the girl I missed in my youth, of the things I should have tried hard to do but failed to do. This is how this society bound by rules is, complex and compact, who can run at high speed?
I can't stop, and I can only stand in a daze at the street corner for a while when it rains heavily, and then go back and continue working.
"Great wisdom is like foolishness." Sawano Kazuki suddenly said.
"How wise is a fool?" The female assistant didn't know why.
"The kid said he just wanted to live a simple life with a woman named Yukiko. At first, I thought it was ridiculous. I thought it was just an excuse for him to avoid joining Class S, or maybe he didn't understand S at all.
The honor that the class represents is really just a child from the countryside who has never seen the world."
"To this day, I still think that as long as I slowly propose better conditions, he will definitely come over and become my seventh S-class student."
"But seeing the rain like this, I suddenly seemed to understand him."
Rejecting the invitation from Class S? Simply spending the rest of your life with a woman? The female assistant was dumbfounded and thought Kazuki Sawano had not slept well last night and was talking gibberish.
"What do you know about him?" the female assistant asked impatiently. No one would be uninterested in such a child. This kind of rebel who goes beyond the rules of art in Dongda can shock everyone just by saying it.
people.
"Standing on the stage is brilliant, but stepping off the stage is lonely and cold. Everyone cheers for you, but it is not as important as a warm childhood. That child should think so. Compared with glory, he may think Miyamoto Yukiko's
Companionship is more attractive, what a little fool, I really like him more and more."
"Like he's a little fool?"
"Yes, me too, it's me and I choose to be with you. Having someone to accompany you will not make you lonely in this crazy weather. It can make people forget everything. As he said, the task of climbing to the top of Tokyo is left to those who want to do it.
it is done."
"When he said this, he seemed to think that it would not be difficult to reach the top of Tokyo. He is such an unpredictable kid, but it also makes people feel really uncomfortable."
"Sure enough, if you brag too much, you'll be annoying," the female assistant said with a smile.
"No, I don't think he's bragging, I just think it's more than just companionship..." The elevator arrived, Sawano Kazuki walked out, "As a qualified little fool, he also plans to take good care of this family.
ah."
As soon as I stepped into the concentration hall, a heat wave hit my face. The footsteps sounded like drums. The air was filled with the fragrance of the female assistants. This is the busiest day of the year for the Middle East Art Group. Everyone is working hard for Dongfang.
Great art is the ability to win the final victory by working overtime without giving up any detail that can lead to victory.
Sawano Kazuki handed the briefcase to the female assistant. The female assistant took the briefcase with a solemn expression and trotted over to the special interrogator.
The special examiner took the briefcase with respect, opened it carefully, took out the transcript and put it on the table while wearing white gloves, and then used the computer to enter the data into the form.
The rest has nothing to do with Sawano Kazuki.
Just like the last English test in a college entrance examination, the moment the paper is handed in, the fate of all children is already determined, and they only need to wait quietly for the judgment of fate.
Kazuki Sawano opened the door of the conference room and walked in. All the principals were already here, except for him. Every time, Kazuki Sawano was the last to arrive. He once told everyone that the last to arrive was also
The most confident.
Sawano Kazuki sat and waited.
Next to him was Ms. Sakurashita Furui, the principal of the Sumida Campus. She is not only the orthodox principal of Tokyo University of Arts, but also a famous pianist throughout Tokyo. Some media once joked with her that one person could
"Isn't it great to have two salaries?" Principal Mrs. Furui Sakurashita responded with a smile. "Anyway, I was on my way to the concert hall. After I performed, it was my students' turn to play."
This is an intellectual woman who is still well-maintained even though she is over forty. Although she simply wears a khaki windbreaker, the professional skirt underneath still brings out her outstanding figure that is still as popular as it was back then.
Wearing white gold glasses frames on her face with wrinkles under her eyes, her bare makeup is embellished with soft colors.
"Young girl." Sawano Kazuki took the initiative to say hello.
"I'm late today, old boy." Ms. Sakurashita Furui said with a smile. The smile of a woman of this age is not very kind, somewhere between soft and cute, but she has more control over the overall situation than a young woman.
of stability.
Speaking of which, the two people knew each other a little bit by chance.
I remember that on the first day that Sawano Kazuki was transferred here from the Music Department of Tokyo Imperial University as the orthodox principal, he took the initiative to come over and ask, "Your name is really nice. May I ask where Ms. Sakurashita Furui is from Furui where the cherry blossoms are falling?"
Was it born from the lower body?
Ms. Sakurashita Furui had a bad impression of this romantic old man at first. She just said indifferently that it has nothing to do with you. Then Sawano Kazuki came up and said, why does it have nothing to do with me? My father’s surname is Sawano, and my mother’s surname is Sawano.
My surname is Nosai. They fell in love at first sight and had a fight under a tree and then they had me, so they named me Kazuki Sawano. I want to know if everyone’s names are so random?
Ms. Sakurashita Furui burst into laughter and said, "Well, then I am similar to you. I was also born when my mother was carrying my sister on her back while washing clothes at the well. She suddenly had a stomachache and then continued washing clothes while breastfeeding. However,
There were no cherry blossoms. It was a bleak autumn season.
The two people became good friends in this way.
"Are you nervous?" Sakura Shita Furui asked with a smile.
"I'm very nervous at this time of year. Even a month before this time, I can feel that nervousness slowly invading my whole body like a virus. I just get used to it." Kazuki Sawano said,
"But this time I was much more nervous than before. I felt like a virgin being brought into a marriage room, as sweet and uneasy as ever."
"You must be full of confidence to be able to say such saucy words at this juncture." Sakura Shita Furui said.
She felt that Kazuki Sawano was a little unusual today. If he had been there before, he would have jumped out and high-fived the principals and said that after the election, I would treat everyone to drink sake and eat ramen. But today there was no ramen or sake, and there was only an uneasy old man sitting there.
He was shaking his legs there, and the expression on his face always made people wonder if he had a bomb in his arms, ready to take down the Dongda Art Group at any time.
It really makes people curious, what exactly is this romantic old man hiding for everyone to see?
"There's no point in being nervous."
This is the consensus of all orthodox principals.
It is not people who decide whether the children should stay or go, but a sophisticated machine called "Selection".
Enter your scores into this special selection machine and just wait for the results. The machine will automatically compare all the Internet data collected by Dongda Art, and then print out a list of the top twenty students with the highest winning rate.
Favors? Potential? Dreams?
No, none of these exist.
Only the cold machine is running, 70% of the grade points and 30% of the family background points are combined to get the final winning rate. If you are not satisfied with the result, you can express your application opinions in subsequent meetings. Each time, the final list is
After he was released, some principals would argue for a retrial, but the possibility of getting it back is still zero to this day.
Favors are even more of a joke here.
Not to mention having a good relationship with the school board, even if you are the biological father of the school board chairman Katsuo Fukuzawa, it doesn't matter.
This is a game controlled by capital. Everything is determined by the winning rate, and only the winning rate can convince everyone. Dongda Art wants to be worthy of all the investors in the group, so it will only choose the sharpest sword to fight.
No one will pay for something so cheap as children's potential and dreams.
"Principal Sawano, do you plan to pass all the quotas this year?" The one who spoke was the principal of Chuo District, Mitsuhisa Owada, with a slightly sour tone.
Last year, his student was only one step away from being selected, but in the end, because of insufficient grade points, he was squeezed out by Sawano Kazuki's student, who happened to be ranked 21st. At the meeting, he applied for reconsideration and requested a review.
There was a competition between students, but it was rejected by the school board.
Now that he saw Sawano Kazuki's self-confidence and suppressed mischief, he couldn't help but feel sore and always wanted to strike a blow.
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