The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo

"Zisheng, you don't understand anything." Miyamoto Yukiko was silent for a long time, then sighed, "I actually considered escaping this matter in the past, but..."

"Escape is shameful but useful." Yu Xianzhi said earnestly. "It's nothing good..."

Miyamoto Yukiko suddenly hugged him, the facial cleanser made him suffocate for a short time, the scent of falling cherry blossoms and the strong feminine scent of pork bone soup made his mind almost blank, and then the voice came from above his head:

"Children, if you can escape with peace of mind, it's really good. If you really want to escape the past, you will definitely be able to escape the past. It's just—I will take responsibility."

"I am a woman from the Miyamoto family. I carry the surname of Miyamoto on my shoulders. No matter what I face, I will never run away."

She took Yu Xianzhisheng out of her arms, looked at him, and said very firmly: "Therefore, whether it is you or the compensation for those who were smashed into the martial arts hall, I will take responsibility and handle these things well, Qian Qian. I will earn it slowly, and you will grow up by my side slowly and healthily."

Yukiko stretched out her hand and stroked Yu Xian's young hair.

She was very relieved that the little child in front of her had really taken a clean bath and used her favorite shampoo. The nasty smell on his body had disappeared, and the soft , The hair that covered the dark eyes exuded the fragrance of flowers and plants, and the skin that was so pale that it was a little sick was pitiful.

To give him more nutrition.

Yukiko ruffled his hair, thinking so.

As if feeling that it wasn't enough, she leaned over, hugged the child gently, and whispered thank you.

Yu Xian Zhisheng was stunned. She raised her head to meet Ms. Miyamoto's eyes, her eyes were quite sincere, like the first rays of spring full of light before the end of the winter night.

The delicate and egoistic Yu Xian Zhisheng obviously would not agree with this method of rebuilding the broken jar, and even in the case that the broken jar was already difficult to repair, Yukiko got nothing from the Miyamoto family, but only got this damn The spirit of Bushido, that family brought her deep sadness, but inside it gave birth to a god of white feathers bathed in flaming fire.

"It is my duty to revive the glory of Miyamoto."

Yu Xianzhi said loudly: "Fight hard! Yukiko!"

He knelt on the bed and lay flat, his little head slammed on Miyamoto Yukiko's big thigh. His expression was serious and serious, his breathing was slow and careful, as if he was worried that the fish that had just gathered would be scared away by passers-by.

Xuezi, I will only help you this time, and I will never help you again next time.

Please let me enjoy my happy childhood and have a good time fishing!

Just leave that 32 million yen to me, just lie down and put on the title of the Miyamoto family, and don't cause me trouble again!

These words were only in my heart, but Miyamoto Yukiko saw the light in Yu Xian Zhisheng's eyes.

Miyamoto Yukiko was taken aback.

"It is my duty to revive the glory of Miyamoto?"

These words sounded too strange, with a strong sense of middle and second, but it came out of his mouth very cute, there was no sense of disobedience, only the breath of a firm little man.

"Okay! The young ones are very energetic, which makes me happy!" Miyamoto Yukiko obviously misunderstood something. She opened the bedside table and took out a class schedule. On the top of the class schedule, the ink pen wrote in a flying style [ The Road to God].

You're not much better on the second year, really, Yukiko.

Yu Xianzhisheng took this class schedule from Miyamoto Yukiko's hand, and after only one glance, his whole body was stiff and his hands and feet were cold, and he was stupid.

"Saturday: (8am to 12pm) Figure skating class, (1pm to 5pm) 'One Shot Stream' Kendo class, (6pm to 9pm) Go class, before going to bed (9:30 to 9:30pm) 11:30,

Read "Bamboo Snow" by Norio Miharu). "

“Sunday: (8am to 12am) swimming class, (1pm to 5pm) tea flower arrangement class, (6pm to 9pm) yoga class, practice yoga with me. Before going to bed (9:30) By 11:30, read Kojima's "The Dog's Choice")."

"School is closed from Monday to Friday (4:00 to 8:00: figure skating class), and there are exceptions on Wednesday and Thursday, so you can have a good rest, so (8:30 to 10:30 is the classical instrument performance class, if you are young, you will choose The flute? I really want to hear it.)

A small face was also drawn by Yukiko at the bottom of the 'Road to Spirituality' class schedule. At this moment, that smiling face was imprinted in Yu Xianzhi's eyes as if the witch sister from hell had her blood cut open. Laughing wildly.

Ridiculous, so sarcastic.

Yu Xianzhisheng only felt that his blood was cold, and the world was not worth it.

I just want to catch a fish. What did I do wrong? Is it too late for me to go back to the orphanage? Thinking about the dean, although he is greasy, he is surprisingly good. Those aunties will hold him in their arms every time. Feeding all kinds of snacks, it's like a little prince's life, why bother me!

"I protest." Yu Xianzhi said, "Isn't flower arrangement something girls learn?"

"There is no harm in learning more." Miyamoto Yukiko said, "Your grades in culture class are very poor. If you are only in the top 20 in that kind of school, you will definitely be ranked at the bottom of the school tomorrow when you arrive at the Art Affiliated Elementary School of Dongda University. , the more you learn, the more you make up."

Knowing that I didn't do the title wrong on purpose, Yu Xianzhi was so sad and sad.

Yukiko, you don't know how to study hard Japanese at all. Finally, you can understand all the test questions and get full marks, but you have to work hard to get the wrong questions because of the reason why you are often caught to study because the test is too good! Do you know how I've been through the past three years? I can compile a set of graduating school year level test papers myself!

"No, absolutely not." Yu Xianzhi said, "I only choose figure skating, kendo, these two are fine. For the rest of the time, please let me do my school homework and then go fishing."

On the way back, he had already aimed at a shrine mountain three miles away from here, where the scenery is beautiful, the winter ice is melting, and the plump fish must be going crazy upstream along the trickle of Otaru Bay in Hokkaido to spawn here.

Don't miss this rare opportunity!

"What's so fun about fishing," Miyamoto Yukiko said.

This is the ending of a period instead of a question mark. She is expressing her opinion instead of being curious. You really don't understand a man's heart, Yukiko. You are not cute at all!

"You are not me, I know that I don't know the joy of fishing." Yu Xianzhi said, "Although I am not a fish, I know the joy of catching fish."

Fish: Are you polite?

"Why do you only choose figure skating and kendo?" Miyamoto Yukiko scratched her hair, puzzled, "Why not choose something else?"

- I can do anything else.

Whether it's Go, piano, painting, the flute you want me to play, and other annoying things, I already know them, I'm tired of playing with those things, I feel sick at a glance, hungry people eat cheese Fat beef sukiyaki will be so happy, but if you serve cheese fat beef sukiyaki with a bowl of sesame dipping sauce to someone who is already hungry, he will definitely vomit.

Yu Xianzhi, who was sitting on his knees with a straight body, muttered silently in his heart.

"Xuezi, you are a very nice person, I like you, I like that the tigers in the forests all over the world have melted into cream..." Yu Xianzhi knelt down in humiliation again, "Please give me time to rest, Let me have a good time fishing on weekends!"

Miyamoto Yukiko was silent for a while, and then made a concession: "I actually thought you would be more interested in Go and the piano. Don't all boys like to play cool?"

"Wait! Childish, your mouth is so sweet!" Miyamoto Yukiko suddenly seemed to have discovered something, and an unprecedented light flashed in his eyes, "Tigers who like to go to the forests all over the world have melted into cream, this sentence That's awesome, I'm going to take a pen and record it."

Of course it's a great quote.

This is Haruki Murakami's famous sentence in "Norwegian Forest". This book has sold hundreds of millions of sales before Yu Xianzhisheng crossed over. It is a masterpiece of super demon king level, and it has opened a new era of Japanese literary circles.

Yu Xian Zhisheng was stunned.

He has been in the orphanage for so long that he almost forgot that there is no Haruki Murakami in this parallel world, and there are no top Japanese writers such as Kawabata Yasunari, Mishima Yukio, Natsume Soseki, etc.

The Japanese literary world in this world can only be described as miserable and miserable.

In the early years, the Japanese literary world has been suppressed by European and American literature, and it has been suppressed to the point of despair. Everyone is looking forward to the emergence of a bright new light, but every day they wait but they can't wait.

In recent years, the economic bubble has been raging, and fewer people are reading books. Even the old men of the imperial government have lost confidence in their own literature. The national treasury spends a lot of money on literature support every year, but these gangs Writers just don't live up to their expectations! I hate that the chairman of the Tokyo Cultural Committee is so angry that he scolds this nonsense literature, and all Chinese studies are replaced by English textbooks, you gang of text eaters!

Yukio Miyamoto recommended Norio Miharu's "Bamboo Snow" and Kojimao's "The Dog's Choice" in her curriculum. Yukio Yukio has already read it in the library in the welfare home, and the stories are very strong. , but the humanities are outrageous, and today's Japanese literature is timid, like an Akita dog who was beaten in the kennel and dared not stick its head out.

"As long as you like it." Yu Xianzhi said to Xuezi.

When I'm hooked on fishing, I'll write "Norwegian Forest" and send it to you anonymously. The Miyamoto family practiced swordsmanship, but Yukiko loves literature so much. It's incredible. .

Yukino is also very happy to have the same hobbies and hobbies as Yukiko. He read a lot of Japanese literature when he was free to go fishing in his last life, from the Waka novels of the Asuka period to the new era literature of the Reiwa period. Whatever you want to see, Yukiko, I will write it down for you to see. This is my reward for you, Yukiko.

Yu Xianzhi sighed in his heart.

Miyamoto Yukiko really took a pen and copied down the words. She was happy like a child who had obtained a treasure: "Children, you can choose figure skating and kendo first and not others, but I have a condition."

"Please tell me, Xuezi." Yu Xianzhi said.

"Your grades in culture class are not good. I hope you will try your best to maintain the top 20 grades in your class in the Primary School Affiliated to the Art of Dongda University."

"Is that so?" Yu Xianzhi asked. "Does that allow me to go fishing?"

"Isn't that enough? You don't want to have big eyes and a small belly as a freshman. The students in the primary school affiliated to the art of Dongda University are very different from those of your classmates in the past. If you want to maintain the top 20 grades, you will definitely have to work hard. of."

Miyamoto Yukiko looked vaguely worried, "If it's a child, it's fine, right?"

"I promise you, Xuezi." Yu Xianzhi pulled the quilt and lay down, "Good night."

It's just the top 20. It's enough to not deliberately make mistakes.