The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo

The elevator goes straight to the twenty-ninth floor, and the indicator lights representing the floor numbers flicker like a fly. The Dongda Art Group uses a panoramic elevator like a capsule in the air. When people turn around in the elevator, they can see the whole picture of Tokyo on the horizon. As the floors rise higher and higher, those who take the elevator will have a sense of pride in 'this is the world I made'.

"What Dongda Art wants is this pride." Fukuzawa Kexiong, chairman of the school board, once said in countless meetings.

But he shouldn't talk about this pride again at today's meeting. The overall ranking of Dongda Art has not risen but dropped for two consecutive years. It was later ranked by the two new schools of Waseda Talented Youth Club and Keio Private School 'colourroom' Institute. , whether it is the orthodox principals of the major campuses or the members of the school board, as well as the major shareholders of the Dongda Art Group, everyone feels tremendous pressure.

This pressure is like the torrential rain outside the elevator. You won't get wet when you hide in the house, but you always have to go out and face it. You can't wait for the sun to do things, especially the news that Shenhuiling will participate in this year's competition has been notified. When it comes to everyone, in addition to determining the 20 finalists today, a special plan for the gods will be formulated.

"It's very stressful, Principal Zeye, do you want to go to the smoking room for a cigarette later?" The female assistant behind her took out a pack of Qixing cigarettes from her suit trousers pocket, and handed it to Zeye and Kazuya together with a lighter. Tree.

Sawano Kazuki waved his hand and refused, just staring at the scenery outside through the rapidly ascending elevator.

Rainy Tokyo is very different from sunny Tokyo. When it is sunny, Tokyo is like a beautiful scenery flashing under a girl wearing a JK skirt when she jumps up, while rainy Tokyo is like a beautiful scenery. Angry whales, the waterfall-like rain burst out together with the depression hidden in this society, no one can escape.

This weather brings back a lot of sad memories.

Thinking of the dead cat buried under the tree, of the girl whom I missed in my youth, of the things that should have been done but failed to do, this society constrained by rules is just like this, complex and compact, who can run at high speed? I can't stop. Only when it rains heavily can I stop for a while at the street corner, and then go back to work.

"Great wisdom is stupid." Zeye Kazushu said suddenly.

"Dazhiruoyu?" The female assistant didn't know why.

"The kid said that he just wanted to live a simple life with a woman named Yukiko. At first I thought it was ridiculous, thinking it was just an excuse for him to avoid joining Class S, or maybe he didn't understand Class S at all. The honor represented is really just a child from the countryside who has never seen the world."

"I still think that until now, as long as I slowly put forward more favorable conditions, he will definitely run over and become the seventh S-class student under my command."

"But seeing such rain, I suddenly seem to understand him."

Reject the invitation from Class S? Simply spend your life with a woman? The female assistants were all dumbfounded, thinking that Zeye and Shu hadn't slept well last night and were talking nonsense.

"What do you understand about him?" the female assistant asked impatiently. No one is not interested in such a child, this kind of contrarian who is beyond the rules of Dongda art, can shock people just by saying it.

"Standing bright on the stage, walking off the stage is lonely and cold, everyone cheers for you, but it is not as important as a woman's intimate embrace, that child should think so, compared to glory, he may think Miyamoto Yukiko The Opie is more attractive, what a bastard, I really like him more and more."

"Like he's a bastard?"

"Yes, me too, it's me, and I also choose Oupai, this kind of ghost weather lying on the cured Oupai can make people forget everything, just like he said, the thing that you want to do to reach the top in Tokyo is left to you. people are done.”

"When he said this, he seemed to think that it would not be difficult to reach the top in Tokyo. He was really an unpredictable child, but it also made people feel really uncomfortable."

"Sure enough, bragging too much will be annoying." The female assistant said with a smile.

"No, I don't think he's bragging, I just think it's not just the European style..." The elevator arrived, and Sawano Kazuki walked out, "As a qualified little pervert, he should even connect with Miyamoto. Let's choose Yukiko's beautiful thighs together."

As soon as I stepped into the concentration hall, the heat wave hit my face. The footsteps were 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. The big art can win the final victory and work hard overtime without giving up any details that can win.

Sawano Kazuki handed the briefcase to the female assistant. The female assistant took the briefcase with awe, and trotted over the briefcase to the special judge.

The adjudicator respectfully took the briefcase, opened it carefully, took out the transcript and put it on the table like wearing white gloves, and then used the computer to enter the data form.

The rest is nothing about Sawano and the tree.

It's like the moment when the English test is finished in the final exam and the papers are handed in, the fate of all children is already doomed, just wait quietly for the judgment of fate.

Zeye and Shu pushed open the door of the conference room and walked in. The principals had already arrived, and he was the only one missing. Every time, Zeye and Shu were the last to come. He once told everyone that the last one was also most confident.

Sawano and Shu sit and wait.

Next to him was Ms. Sakura Shimo Furui, the principal of the Sumida campus. She is not only the orthodox principal of Dongda Art University, but also a well-known pianist all over Tokyo. Isn't it cool to have two salaries? Ms. Sakurashita Furui, the principal, responded with a smile, "Anyway, I'll stop by the concert hall. After my performance, it's my students' turn to play."

This is a well-maintained intellectual woman who is over forty years old. Although she simply wore a khaki trench coat, the professional skirt under her still sets off her outstanding figure of the year. The face with the corners of the eyes is wearing a white gold spectacle frame, and the plain face is embellished with soft colors.

"Yo, girl." Zeye Kazuki said hello.

"It's late today, old boy." Ms. Sakurashita Furui said with a smile, the smile of a woman of this age is not kind, it is between softness and cuteness, but it is more than a young woman's overall situation. of stability.

Speaking of which, the two of them knew each other a little bit.

I remember that the first day when Kazuki Sawano was transferred from the Music Department of Tokyo Imperial University to be the orthodox principal, he took the initiative to come over and ask, your name is so nice, may I ask Ms. Sakura Shimo Furui in the Furui where the cherry blossoms are falling Born next?

Ms. Sakura Shimo Furui had a very bad impression of this romantic old man at first, but just said something lightly that it has nothing to do with you. Then Zeye and the tree came together and said, why has nothing to do with me? My father's surname is Zeye, and my mother's surname is Ye Cai. They fell in love at first sight and fought under the tree for a while, and then they had me, so they named me Zeye No and tree, I wonder if everyone's names are so casual?

Ms. Sakura Shimo Furui laughed and said this, then I am similar to you. I am also a mother who was carrying my sister to wash clothes by the well and suddenly gave birth to a stomachache. Then I continued to wash clothes while breastfeeding, but There are no cherry blossoms, it is in a season of bleak autumn wind.

The two became good friends.

"Are you nervous?" Sakura Shimogujing asked with a smile.

"I'm very nervous at this time of year, and even a month before this time, I can feel the tension slowly invade the whole body from the feet like a virus. It's good to get used to it." Kazuki Sawano said, "But this time I was more nervous than before. I felt as sweet and uneasy as a virgin who was brought into the wedding room."

"You can still say such nonsense at this juncture, you must be full of confidence." Sakura Shimo Furui said.

She felt that Sawano Kazuki was a little unusual today. If he would have jumped out and gave the principals a high five and said that after the election, I would invite everyone to drink sake and eat ramen, but today there is no ramen and no sake, just an uneasy old man sitting Shaking his legs there, looking at the expression on his face always made people wonder if he was carrying a bomb in his arms, ready to take the Dongda Art Group into a nest at any time.

I'm really curious, what exactly is this romantic old man hiding for everyone to see?

"It's useless to be nervous."

This is the consensus of all orthodox principals.

It is not people who decide whether the children stay or stay, but a sophisticated machine called 'Heaven's Choice'.

Enter the results into this special selection machine and wait for the results with peace of mind~www.novelmt.com~ The machine will automatically compare all the online data collected by Dongda Art, and then print out the top 20 students with the highest winning rate list.

Favor? potential? dream?

No, none of these exist.

Only the cold machine is running, 70% grade points, 30% family background points, and the final winning rate is combined. If you are not satisfied with the result, you can express your application opinions in the subsequent meeting, and each time the final list is selected After coming out, there will be principals who will argue for a retrial, but the possibility of getting it back is still zero to this day.

Humanity is a joke here.

Not to mention that you have a good relationship with the school board, even if you are the father of Fukuzawa Kexiong, chairman of the school board.

This is a game controlled by capital, everything is determined by the winning rate, and only the winning rate can convince everyone that Dongda Art must be worthy of all the investors in the group, so it will only choose the sharpest sword to fight.

No one is going to pay for something as cheap as a child's potential and dreams.

"Principal Sawano, do you plan to have all the places this year?" It was the principal of Chuo District, Owada Guangshou, who spoke in a slightly sour tone.

Last year, his student was only one step short of being selected, but in the end, due to insufficient grade points, he was squeezed out by Sawano Kazuki's students, and he happened to be ranked 21st. At the meeting, he applied for reconsideration, asking for A competition between students, but was rejected by the school board.

Seeing Zeye Kazushu's self-confident and bad-looking appearance now, he couldn't help but feel sour again, and always wanted to strike.

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