The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo Chapter 146

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It's a pity that Chika Morigao was in front of the webpage, and she couldn't get in, but this time it wasn't a technical explosion, and the four major consortiums had no means to prevent the explosion of the Tokyo No. 1 Telecom Agency.

There are too many people on the page. Please try again later.

Smashed?

After repeated operations several times, she quickly determined.

Yes, the influx of a large number of hits in a short period of time smashed Yu Xian Zhisheng's personal official channel.

This means that every minute and every second, his channel is under pressure that should not be at this age, the traffic from sleepless nights all over Japan, and he is going crazy because of that child.

After half an hour of constant refreshes, Mori Taka Chika finally managed to squeeze in.

The first video in front of her was the theatrical performance she watched just now, but this time there was no explosion-proof means, and the video played very smoothly, presumably other viewers had the same experience.

With nervous anticipation, Mori Takachika was finally able to finish watching this video.

"The original "Landscape of My Hometown" is a bit fierce." Morigao Qianxia was stunned in front of the screen. This is the type of music she likes. After listening to it, she can't forget it. "Is it in the treasury? It was written to him by Father Qu. ?"

With strong curiosity, she clicked on the second video, which was also an internal video of the Dongda Art Group. In the picture, the boys and girls from Class S were in a musical instrument competition, or a piano reproduction competition.

Does he actually know the piano?

Just don't know how it plays.

"Can play" and "play well" are two different things.

Then, she saw Yu Xian naive little prince sitting in front of the beautiful piano, the sun shining outside the window, no one could say whose beauty is more gentle.

"Pfft, left-handed single shot?!"

Is this a man's life?

Then she saw the kid say, 'This is warming up. '

Sister is in a daze.

Presumably the mother fans who saw this video tonight had the same expression in front of the screen.

Then he looked down, and the more he looked, the more he trembled.

Yu Xianzhisheng sat in front of the piano again and played Takahashi Yu's tune.

"It's actually reproducible after listening to it once? That's a t4-level piano piece."

"Wait, why did he sit back again!"

Then, her pupils dilated again.

"No? Four songs in a row? He is arranging this piano piece with the students next to him? Don't play around, the arrangement is not random."

"Damn it, it's actually adapted?!"

As a first-line star in the industry, Morigao Chika was excited.

"Rhapsody against the Scales" is a piece by Mr. Kotaya Ichiro, so it was adapted by you and turned into yours? And there is nothing wrong with his adaptation. When he closes his eyes and listens to a comparison, he can clearly feel that the song has evolved, and his emotions are more abundant and intense.

Genius of genius, absolute monster.

Morigao Qianxia blinked, thinking that the public performance match was worth seeing, and he didn't know what expression Ichiro Qu's father would have when he saw this little monster.

"Huh? He picked up the violin?"

Qianxia Morigao suddenly slapped the table, how could this child still play the violin?

Add the piano and it's already two instruments.

Ah no, it's three things, if the bozi soda bottle can also be counted as a musical instrument.

And it's an original song! !

Another piece of music she loves, as if playing on her heartstrings, fascinated by it.

Who said he can't do anything! !

Can it be any more outrageous?

Qianxia Morigao watched helplessly as he gave the song to a female student.

Then he asked everyone to play the cello again.

Goosebumps welled up in Mori Takachika's skin.

Want to see it, definitely want to see it.

Please give it to him!

Her heart was screaming, and she could not wait to get into the screen and carry the cello over.

no? Did the four major consortia eat shit?

It's called nothing? Is this called being lazy?

Now it seems that he is not giving other players a way to live! !

If this is announced at the beginning of the competition, his popularity is estimated to be able to easily enter the top 50?

Wait, Mori Taka Chika seems to have remembered something.

Yes, something is wrong, why didn't you promote it in the first place? What about going fishing instead?

Are you kidding us? The whole Japanese media is scolding you.

Sengao Qianxia frowned, and a terrifying thought emerged in her heart. Could this child be intentional?

With normal propaganda, it is absolutely impossible that there will be an explosion of all channels in Japan tonight.

No one dislikes slaps in the face, especially the face of self-righteous people.

For now, his news has been on the top search in Japan, and even the Tokyo Newspaper has started editing the newspapers. The entertainment industry has actually broken through the original circle, and it has come to the eyes of the whole people. It is a rare encounter in ten years. .

The harder you press, the higher you fly.

Is this what he wants?

She quickly opened the web page and saw that the stock prices of the four major consortiums were already falling. The official message area was full of scolding. In the emergency news, Kobayashi Takarazuka, the chairman of Tokyo Film and Television, was defending the camera. The bodyguards beside him There is a lot of pressure, and waves of women are scolding and squeezing here.

All this chaos was caused by him.

Will he be using the media of the four major consortiums?

No, it's impossible, I don't dare to think about it at all.

He is only a child, how could he be so cruel? Playing the whole Tokyo?

The cello didn't see it, and the child fainted from exhaustion.

The moment he fainted, Morigao Qianxia's heart thumped.

Can anything happen? she thought so.

Wait, if he's such a badass, why should I worry about him!

But just couldn't hold back.

Video ends.

I'm addicted, I can't stop.

There are few of his works on the market, and four videos exploded at once, and the fans were ecstatic.

She hurriedly opened the next video, which was a short dance video. In the picture, Yu Xianzhisheng was shaking his body to the song, dancing and laughing, and then stuck out his tongue to the camera cutely.

Qianxia Morigao looked stupid. She came from classical dance and used to dance ballet most of the time. That's why she likes flowers, birds and flowers. That girl danced ballet like she was spinning on the tip of a person's heart. She doesn't understand hip-hop, but she is still obsessed with watching it. This dance is very powerful and has a strong sense of rhythm. Yu Bao dances very well, with ease and ease. Following the rhythm is not like dancing, but playing.

Wait, Feather?

When did the name in your mind change?

Before I knew it, I became his shape again?

"He actually knows how to dance." She sighed.

Just rushing to these three videos, it is already Wang fried.

But the news media said that the last video was Wang Zhuang?

"Can it be more outrageous?" Morigao Qianxia swallowed nervously.

During the slow loading, the picture appeared in front of her eyes, and there was a loud noise of children, followed by a circle of rotating shots. In the snow-white scenery, Yu Xianzhisheng was carrying a broken drum and a guitar towards Go to the playground.

No, it's a playground, but it's actually a small circle of land.

There are many children of different ages sitting on the iron shelves in the playground. Their faces are yellow and their eyes are timid. Facing the camera, they quickly lowered their heads. He blushed and ran away quickly.

where is this? What are they going to do?

Qianxia Morigao stared at the children on the screen, as well as Yu Xian Zhisheng who was playing musical instruments on the stage. At this time, Yu Bao was not too old, and he was small and thin, like a chicken, with a stern expression on his face. With a sunny smile, he looked at the children under the stage, as if the tenderness of a world melted in his eyes.

She finally realized where it was, because the camera just rolled over the sign of the welfare home. In the heavy snow, the woman with the camera said that the New Year's Eve had begun, and every child who performed on stage would have bread to take.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Xianzhisheng walked up and started to perform seriously. After the broken guitar was a drum made of tin, a simple bamboo flute, and a piano, and the bread was handed to him one by one. He went off the stage and handed the bread to the other children.

He was not the biggest of the group of children.

But he appeared like the owner of this poor family.

Every ordinary child on the street can hold the hand of his parents and run around happily.

But these kids can't do it, they're all homeless people.

People only have one life, they can never turn back, what they don't have is nothing, they can't get it again, they can only stand in an open place, stare wide-eyed, and look at it at a loss.

Yu Xian Zhisheng was also one of them.

He is also homeless.

Yu Xianzhi in the picture was sticky with sweat and dust, and it was dirty. If it weren't for those touching eyes, at first glance, he probably wouldn't recognize him.

On the snow-white playground, he has been performing diligently without stopping. This performance was not outstanding, because the musical instruments were very crude, but the children in the audience listened with relish, their sallow faces blooming with smiles that were extremely clear.

Happiness, for them, turned out to be such a simple thing.

If you have something to eat and watch a performance, you will feel that life is very interesting.

According to the survey, the suicide rate of children in welfare institutions reaches 50% when they grow up and enter the society. Because of discrimination in schools and unfair treatment in society, their lives have been darkened from childhood to adulthood.

Nobody loves them.

Although they are human too.

Yu Xian Zhisheng is the same.

It's just that he chose to stand up and give love to others.

In fact, he was even worse. He had lived two lives, and he never knew what it was like to have a family. If there is no Xuezi, this year's annual festival, he will still stand on the dilapidated stage, only to sing for the poor children like him.

The video ends, and the black screen reflects her tear-stained cheeks.

Mori Takachika was silent.

This is not Wang Zhuang, it can no longer be described as Wang Zhuang, this is an earthquake in the entertainment industry.

How can there be such a child in the world?

The Tokyo Daily ended, indicating that the impact will spread across the country.

His gang of mom fans will absolutely go crazy when they see these videos.

The love lost by this child will be compensated thousands of times. These videos are so deeply in love before they are released that it is hard to imagine what they will look like after watching them.

Begins with appearance, falls into talent, and is loyal to character.

In the entertainment industry, can such a person emerge in hundreds of years?

I am lucky to have met him in this life.

Qianxia Morigao looked up at the ceiling and realized that the entertainment industry was about to change.

"Wait! My meeting place! My meeting place!" It was already one o'clock in the morning, but Morigao Qianxia didn't feel sleepy at all. She suddenly pulled up from her chair, picked up the phone and dialed.

That guy Nagasawa Yumi went to bed early. If she didn't know the news, she would have to change the venue back so she could see Yubao.

On the other hand, the ratings of the New National Theater will definitely explode tomorrow!

To her surprise, the phone was connected, but the next sentence made her fall into an ice cellar.

"Is Qianxichan here to change to the venue?" Nagasawa Yumi's tone was inaudible, but it was this calmness that made people scared.

"You have seen it all." Morigao Qianxia's throat tightened.

"Yeah, I've read it all." Nagasawa Yumi said.

"Then, can you?"

"My spot was taken away by someone else, and the TV station notified me just five minutes before you called."

Qianxia Morigao's eyes widened, and with Nagasawa Yumi's current momentum, she was able to take away the quota from her. The other party was definitely a giant, but at this time, the TV station could personally notify the replacement. Man it's that simple.

"who is it?"

"Mrs. Dansheng, she indicated that she was going to the venue where Yu Bao was."

"Mrs. Dansheng?" Morigao Qianxia called out, "Isn't she vacationing in New Zealand?"

"Yeah, so she chartered a flight back tonight."

New Zealand is 8,841 kilometers away from Tokyo, and the average one-way journey takes 11 hours. If you leave now, you will arrive at Tokyo Haneda International Airport at noon tomorrow.

It's incredible.

That is the top word mom in the entertainment industry.

Mrs. Dansheng is Ci Ma's pseudonym in the cultural world. In addition to Ci Ma, she is also a well-known genius writer and screenwriter in the industry. She is also a lazy dog ​​who can never write without writing. The editor-in-chief kneels on the ground and kowtows. Useless.

It stands to reason that Mrs. Dansheng participated in this year's highest literary award in Japan. After learning that the work had entered the final review, she was very happy. She went to New Zealand overnight to see the fireflies in Waimoto.

This should be a temporary decision.

It means that Mrs. Dansheng has watched Yu Xianzhisheng's video.

Maybe before, she just thought the child was very interesting.

But this time, it is estimated that she is going to prevent herself from being addicted.

Ci mother rushed back all the way, just to see Yu Xian Zhisheng?

Mori Taka Chika fell on the chair, dizzy for a while.

On the day of the performance, the weather turned to sunny.

The light rain in the early hours of the morning was soft and boundlessly enveloped Tokyo. High-rise buildings were hidden in the drizzle.

"Xuezi, please hug me." Yu Xianzhi said.

"Okay~www.mtlnovel.com~ Miyamoto Yukiko came over, squatted down and hugged him in her arms. Her hair and body fragrance are still the same. It seems that it will not change after a thousand years. The plain white dress looks like a flower on a snowy mountain.

"Xuezi, I miss you so much, I miss you every day."

"Me too, I miss you too."

"Xuezi, I want to be with you forever."

"I want, too."

"Xuezi, in the future, I want to be buried with you."

"Buried together?"

"Yeah, thinking about it like this, I'm not even afraid of death."

With a warm embrace, he smiled happily.

He opened his eyes slowly, the sun at eight o'clock in the morning shone on his eyes, everything outside the window grew in the warming of the earth, and the empty wind blew into his heart along the ends of his hair.

Chapter end