"Let's go, principals, follow me to the main conference hall to meet with the school board of directors and investors." Katsuo Fukuzawa took the black and gold envelope in his hand and walked out first.
The main conference hall is on the 30th floor, and can only be reached by taking the exclusive elevator of this small conference hall.
The principals followed Katsuo Fukuzawa, and everyone's face became solemn. The final list of twenty people will not only determine the participating students from each major campus, but will also determine the resource allocation of the Dongda Art Group to its own campus this year.
, the more students are selected on the campus, the more resources will be available.
This is not only a selection, but also a contest between the education faction headed by Kazuki Sawano and the money-splitting faction headed by Mitsuhisa Owada.
One side advocates that art education will change the world, while the other side advocates spending money to create a new era of idols. The final result has not yet been seen, but the swords are already in full swing.
The main conference hall occupies a separate floor. The seats are covered from top to bottom and extend layer by layer, just like the houses on the rows of stone streets. The lights shine here for free, reflecting the gorgeous colorful spots. Enter here
It's like standing under the sun, wherever you look you feel solemn and solemn.
The main control room is equipped with all the equipment that condenses the highest technology in Japan today. Everyone will gather here during the New Year Festival. The voices of the children who are lucky enough to be invited to perform can be transmitted to the hearts of every guest through absolutely lossless sound streams.
Principal Kazuki Sawano didn't know anyone else, but every time he came in, he would feel too solemn, and he was wearing a suit to attend the auditorium, so he couldn't help but straighten his loose tie.
Chairman Katsuo Fukuzawa entered the main control room.
Ms. Kaoru Nagisa Sakura, the deputy director, stood up and welcomed the principals with a smile.
The school board members have already taken their seats.
Sitting behind them are investors from Dongda Art Group.
Rina Ryoko is both a high-ranking member of the school board and the highest investor. She has a high profile. She sits in a high position in the center of the school board. When Sawano Kazuki walked in, she narrowed her narrow phoenix eyes and looked at him.
She always likes to show off her beauty, so she rarely wears a black mask, covering half of her charming face. Only she knows that her face is still swollen.
Sawano and Shuxin knew that Rina Ryoko had been badly beaten, so they ignored her hateful gaze, smiled and nodded at her, and then sat down with the principals.
"On behalf of the entire school board, I would like to thank all the principals for their hard work this year." Katsuo Fukuzawa spoke into the microphone, then took a step back and bowed to the principals.
The principals stood up collectively and bowed in return.
Katsuo Fukuzawa continued, then bowed: "At the same time, on behalf of the school board of directors, I would like to thank all investors for their trust in Tokyo University Art."
Investors nodded and applauded.
Katsuo Fukuzawa nodded, took the list out of the document bag with the black and gold ginkgo school emblem, and held it respectfully in his hands: "Then, let's start announcing the list of twenty people participating in the Starlight Awards this year."
"Central Campus, Principal Mitsuhisa Owada, there are 7 students from Class S participating in this competition. Congratulations."
Owada Mitsuju was overjoyed and quickly stood up and nodded in greeting.
"Seven places?" Principal Sakurashita Furui was surprised by this number. There were only twenty places to participate. Mitsuhisa Owada's one campus won nearly one-half of the places for his "Idol New Age School".
Sawano Kazuki was equally uncomfortable, especially Owada Mitsuhisa who gave him a greasy smile.
"We don't have many places here." Principal Beijiang Takumi said in a low voice.
"Shinjuku Campus, Principal Hiroshi Sakamoto, there are 3 students from Class S participating in this competition. Congratulations."
Principal Hiroshi Sakamoto stood up and nodded.
"Third place is not bad." Mitsuhisa Owada patted Sakamoto Hiroshi on the shoulder, "It's no problem to follow me. You only got a quota last year. Keep using my method. Next year's quota will be all ours.
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"Thanks to Principal Owada for your help." Hiroshi Sakamoto said in a low voice, his tone was not grateful, but a bit humiliating.
"Chiyoda Campus, Principal Toshiro Mifune, there are 2 students from Class S participating in this competition. Congratulations."
Toshiro Mifune was an old man, his gray hair was combed meticulously. He stood up expressionlessly and sat back down expressionlessly.
The three campuses above are the 'New Era Idol School' led by Mitsuhisa Owada, which has won a total of 12 places.
Owada Mitsuhisa almost smiled crookedly, and the remaining 8 places were given to Kazuki Sawano's group, which seemed to him a bit pitiful and giving alms.
"Western Narita District, Principal Kazuki Sawano, there are 5 students from Class S participating in this competition. Congratulations."
Sawano Kazuki stood up and nodded without smiling.
Akagi Ryosuke, Okagi Giyu, Kirima Hiiragi, Kurobuto, Fujiwara Chie, Natsume Qingone... He reported a total of 6 places, and he didn't know which child was selected. He didn't
He felt that it was unexpected, and he could probably guess which child was the loser. He did not feel disappointed for himself, but instead thought about how to comfort the child after returning.
What's more, his king bomb hasn't been released yet.
"Alas..." Ms. Sakurashita Furui sighed, for Sawano Kazuki and for herself.
The Yamada faction did have the upper hand this time.
Katsuo Fukuzawa cleared his throat and continued reading:
"Sumida Campus, Principal Sakurashita Furui, there are 3 students from Class S participating in the competition this time, congratulations."
"A little disappointed." Yingxia Furui took off her eyes and rubbed her eye sockets.
The big man Sawano patted her hand, and Sakura Shita Furui did not refuse, and laughed lightly.
Principal Beijiang Takumi's face turned stiff.
The most basic math problem is 20 minus 12 minus 5 and then minus 3.
equal to 0.
"Edogawa District, Principal Beiji Takumi, the number of students from Class S under this competition is 0."
Beijiang Takumi stood up and sat down slowly.
He didn't take off his glasses frames, and he sat in his position with a pale complexion, as if he were dead.
Another meaning of zero quota.
It's about reassignment and dismissal.
After a while, the pain of being stared at by everyone reached deep in his heart, and the sneers, ridicules, and complaints came one by one, accompanied by sympathy. But the sympathy at this time was tantamount to the ultimate killer, and he could no longer bear it.
Unable to hold back, he lay on the table and sobbed softly.
The huge pressure of this society covered this middle-aged man in an instant, like a heavy hammer, hitting every part of his heart, crushing the man's inner dignity into mud.
Sawano Kazuki didn't know how to comfort him. If it were him, he would also cry sadly.
Katsuo Fukuzawa projected the electronic file of the list on the big screen, and his expression was invisible: "Principal Beijiang, please leave the conference room first. The school board will send someone to coordinate your work later."
Those who are removed from their posts are deprived of the opportunity to express their opinions later.
Principal Beiji Takumi packed up his file bag. At this moment, his figure aged ten years. The pride and spirit in his heart peeled off from his body, and then escaped, becoming something that could no longer belong to him.
"Principal Beijiang."
Sawano Kazuki stood up and patted his shoulder.
"I'm fine, I'm really fine, I just can't bear to leave my children." Kitae Takumi whispered, with warm tears dripping, "I'm sorry for the children, Edogawa Campus has practiced the tradition for a whole year this year
During the Noh performance, I promised them that the whole of Tokyo would see them and see the shock that traditional culture brings to everyone. They believed in me so much. I failed them."
"Am I wrong, Sawano?" Beijiang Takumi raised his head.
"You didn't do anything wrong, you didn't do anything wrong. Really, please believe me." Principal Kazuki Sawano held his hand vigorously. Sakurashita Furui also reached out, and the three people's hands covered each other, and then
Separate slowly and say goodbye.
Beijiang Takumi's face gradually softened, and the bags under his eyes sank. His face slowly became distorted because he was holding back tears. He controlled himself not to cry, but he couldn't do it. His nose was sore and painful, and the tears were collapsing.
The face is broken.
"I will miss you two, please stick to our art education." Beijiang Takumi bowed deeply, his forehead touched the instep of his feet, and tears rolled down his hair, one after another.
"Please come on, please come on." Beijiang Takumi left his seat, taking every step slowly.
What a splendid conference hall. He had entered it three times, and every time he wanted to stay here forever.
The elevator door is closed.
Along with the faint sneers and taunts, it was closed together.
But these sword blades can penetrate the wall and stab through, across the sky and the earth, stab through forever, tirelessly stab at Kitae Takumi, who is no longer the principal.
"What a pitiful creature." Mitsuhisa Owada shook his head and made a gesture of squeezing the insect to death with his hands, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, little bug, it's not worth mentioning. It breaks into pieces as soon as you squeeze it. It's really boring.
