The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo

Black Mutong's hand paused slightly.

She did say this and promised to protect her idiot brother.

That was a long time ago in school. At that time, no one thought that he would reach the heights he is today.

But he is no longer the stupid younger brother, but the trump card of the entire Keio private school by himself. Natsume Qingyin and Fujiwara Chie, two of them, cannot do without him every night in the dormitory.

Looking at his eyebrows again, he has become more youthful and noble.

Hei Mutong suppressed the annoyance in his heart and tapped his porcelain bowl with his kuaizi: "Talk less while eating and eat carefully."

"Ah... um." Yu Xian nodded obediently.

He started to devour the food again, and then secretly looked at Heimudong who was in a daze. The girl had not yet fully grown, but she already showed a somewhat majestic and beautiful appearance. Her breasts had just begun to develop. At night, she should feel something like a grass seed breaking through the ground. It hurts a little, and the waist is extremely slender. There is a graceful and generous demeanor in every move, but there is always an awe-inspiring majesty hidden deep down.

Her generosity is limited to herself.

After the meal, the two took a walk in a small courtyard opened behind the restaurant to eat.

Yuxian Zhisheng was very full and touched his face, worried that he would gain weight. Kuromutong stretched out his hand and pinched his face gently, trembling with laughter.

There were noisy voices outside, covered by layers of forest leaves, and the white mist cut the moonlight into pieces. It was not real mist, but the crystallization of the heat wave and cold air overflowing from the restaurant kitchen, forming a dreamy white smoke.

Hei Mutong jumped across the small wooden bridge that could only be passed by one person, then extended his hand to him, and he also extended his hand. The two hands let go of each other after crossing the bridge.

"It's my birthday in a few days. Do you want to spend it at Yuan's house?" Yu Xian asked innocently.

"Yes, I want to invite you, but you don't have time, right?" Kurobutou said, "Basically, the rankings will not change much. The semifinals will start immediately after the fifth game, so you will be very busy."

"But I have received the best birthday gift in my life. I never thought that someone would set off fireworks for me, even at such an important moment." Hei Mu Tong said.

"This is what I should do. It's nothing. You are very important to me." Yu Xian said innocently.

"How important is it?" Heimutong suddenly asked with a smile.

"It's so important that I have to set off fireworks for you." Yu Xian smiled sheepishly.

"If you say it, you haven't said it yet." Hei Mutong smiled and stretched out his hand to mess up his hair.

Even though the boy's hair is slightly messy, his covered eyes are still childish and bright.

"Actually, I have prepared other gifts for you." Yuxian picked up a few stones and threw them into the pond one by one, watching the fish swim away in panic.

"What?" Heimutong squatted beside him.

"I don't know if you have forgotten. I told you a long time ago that I will send you to be the champion of the women's category." Yu Xianzhisheng wiped the dirt from his hands, "But at that time you just took it as a joke. Alright?"

"Yes, I don't take it to heart." Hei Mutong said softly.

"This is also true. I will definitely do what I promised you. Hua Niao Fengyue is already on our side, and so is Lu Huo Qing. The leaders of the two top women's colleges will be your help. That one I have cleared all the obstacles on the road for you, so you don’t need to be afraid of anything.”

"Just leave the semifinals and finals to me. When you win the women's championship, I will also win the men's championship. We will meet under the golden fireworks, just you and me."

"I will always help you, sister."

Yuxian threw the last stone into the pond.

Her heart suddenly hurt slightly, but she smiled quietly: "Okay."

"Sister, you have never hugged me before, can you hug me?" Yu Xian asked innocently.

"Yeah, okay."

Under the moonlight, the two embraced each other.

...

"Hey, let me tell you, it's so late, why don't you book a love hotel for the two of them? Love Renaissance is good, it's upstairs opposite the restaurant." Yuan and Yilong were righteous.

"You're trying to make a meal out of raw rice. Don't be stupid. If the old man finds out, he will beat you to death!" Li said drunkenly, "But I think it's good."

"The First Clan"

"You and I, the two of us, will stay at the door all night."

"Damn, there are two watchdogs, right?" Li Dasheng said, "Don't you think it's too early? If the lady doesn't have that intention for him, it would be a big mistake."

"How is that possible?" Yuan Heyilong said calmly, "I tied Xiaolang to our home, she will never make mistakes in a place like this, right? Arrogance will ruin your life, miss!"

After thinking again and again, they still felt restless. Yuan and Yilong secretly climbed out, opened the door a little, and happened to see the happy embrace of the boy and the girl under the moonlight in the courtyard.

It seems like it doesn't matter whether you are arrogant or not.

...

The next day, St. Luke's International Hospital, Chuo-ku, Tokyo.

The man stepped out of the Mitsubishi car with long legs. The gold thin-rimmed glasses frames reflected the glimmer of the sun. The men in suits around him got out of the car and followed behind him.

Intensive Care Unit.

The old man wore a transparent oxygen mask on his face, his hair was sparse, and his face was old and calm. Judging from his expression, he just looked like a man who was so tired that he was about to fall asleep.

"How many more days can we hold on?" An Sanzhi asked softly.

"There is no time, it will happen at any time..." The nurse standing behind was too sad to say anything.

Life and death are determined by God and not man. At this point, Ansanji has nothing to say. The stage of crying has long passed. He can only move a chair and sit silently by the bed, holding the old man's withered hand in his hand and looking at it. Looking at his father's face.

The old man is about to pass away. For Japanese literature as a whole, Anshan Seiya has been struggling for most of his life, but has not been able to draw a perfect end.

Ansanji lowered his head, and the men standing outside the door looked solemn.

At some point, the attending doctor came to Ansanji's side and watched quietly together.

Time and air freeze together.

"Can he still hear me?" Ansanji asked.

The attending doctor shook his head: "Inaudible, he has fallen into a coma. If he cannot wake up this time..."

"You will wake up. Father has always wanted to see that person." An Sanji said, "I have found Shi Shen. Father, please hold on and I will let him come to see you."

Sitting back in the car, Ansanji wiped the corners of his eyes and put on his glasses again.

In the driver's seat is a young and beautiful woman. She is Ansanji's junior sister. She also graduated from Waseda University and is also his assistant.

"Is the old man okay?" Aoki Koharu wanted to make the man in front of him happy, but he couldn't do it no matter what.

Ansanji shook his head.

"Have you really found that person, Tokishen?" Aoki Koharu asked.

"I found it, but I still can't believe it."

Ansanji looked at the rapidly retreating scenery and spoke softly: "I have used all the contacts that can help me investigate, as well as the company behind the child, and the only person I have found is Yu Xianzhisheng."

"Impossible, I think this is completely impossible!" Koharu Aoki said softly, "If that child was Tokiyoshi, he should have come forward long ago. Why hide himself?"

"Actually, I have been thinking about whether he was using everyone, using all of us, to believe that the people in that company are real in the previous dialogue between Dongda Art and the Yueyao program team, and that Shi Shen is also It seems that we only care about his good intentions, but ignore many details."

"What if he really is?" Aoki Koharu's voice trembled slightly, "Are we going to kill him like a Kamen Rider! He lied to all of us!"

Ansanji was speechless and choked: "You...watch less tokusatsu dramas."

"I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! I just wanted to make you happy!"

"I'm not that sad, I'm just anxious. As a son, I will feel ashamed for the rest of my life if I let the old man have regrets," Ansanji said.

"As for whether it is true or not, we will know soon. Since he can catch others, I can also catch him." Ansanji pushed the frame.

"Call the show team and tell them that I agree to the cooperation they asked for last time."

"Do you really want to open it, Denggao Yashang?"

"Yes, not only must it start, but it must be fast. All players are only given two days to prepare. We are already too late. It is unknown whether the old man can survive until the third day." Ansanji said.

"In addition, do not use any performance venue as the venue. The Literary Society will provide the Qingshan Courtyard of the Anshan family to all comers. I will place the old man properly. If it is really that child, he will definitely reach the finish line. This is their last meeting. Opportunity to meet.”

"Hi! I understand, let's arrange it now!" Aoki Koharu nodded quickly.

The cars following them changed directions after receiving the order and headed to the hotels where major colleges were located. No later than tonight, all students would receive this shocking news.

The Ascension Award was first proposed by the Waseda University Faculty of Literature as a new concept of public performance competition. It integrates ancient Chinese talents and styles, and involves a series of highest art forms such as calligraphy, painting, grace, haiku, poetry, conversation, and scene-based lyrics. The person with the highest ranking will win. To the Super S star emblem, and the literary club’s three-year cultivation plan.

In this competition, the most impartial judges are not from the entertainment industry, but from the entire Japanese literary industry.

People in the literary world have always been quite critical of people in the entertainment industry. Ansanji has never agreed to cooperate with this innovative competition format.

But this time, he had no choice to refuse.