MTL - The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo-Chapter 186 : Dance and Neuroticism

As night fell, the lights around the Tokyo Cultural Center were lit up one after another, and the way was crowded with people. In Ueno Park, two kilometers away from the performance venue, temporary tents were erected like flowers, but not for viewing cherry blossoms.

These are all people who can't buy tickets. They can only stand by the bridge bank, hoping that the evening wind will blow the singing here. Some are a family of three, some are couples, girls from a private art academy in Tokyo They pulled up their short skirts and sat on the grass in groups of three or five, discussing each other, their joy beyond words.

Near the water tower, the first-served month, the ticket is really not available.

Not only the tickets for the Tokyo Cultural Center, but also the special tickets for Ueno Park were sold out. The Metropolitan Police Department activated the traffic control system as early as 4:00 pm to dredge the dense and enthusiastic crowd.

Fortunately, they often go to the Tokyo Metropolitan Museum of Art, and they buy annual passes. From here, they can't see the performances in the hall, but since the wind can blow down a lot of cherry blossoms, maybe they will really send singing romantically.

What's more, this kind of atmosphere makes people's blood boil.

It's like the professional game league of later generations. The two top teams compete in the World Championship, and they reach the key match point of 2:2. After another round, they will know whether the new king kills the old one, or the dynasty will not fall.

In fact, either Yu Xianzhi or Shenhuiling alone could not arouse the enthusiasm of the fans, but if the two top players collided head-on, the significance would be incomparable to an ordinary public performance competition. .

For the player rankings, each game means a shuffling of the rankings, and the improvement of the player's ranking also represents the overall ranking of the academy.

In Keio Private School, Shenhuiling and his team had a total of seven people, firmly occupying the top ten positions in the player list, while in Dongda Art, only Yu Xianzhi was ranked sixth.

Under this circumstance, the School of Art of Tohoku University was able to keep the second place, and opened a large number of points with Hokkaido No. 1 Art, which was ranked third in the academy's list. It was all thanks to Yu Xianzhisheng alone.

Needless to say who is the thigh, the only thing to see is whether he can kill the gods and ascend to the throne tonight.

The most exciting thing tonight is Yu Xianzhisheng's fans. Although the first public performance game has been hailed as the finals staged ahead of schedule, I didn't expect it to be more exciting than the first game tonight.

But there are also those who are nervous. All the senior management of Dongda Art did not expect that Shenhuiling would take the initiative to change to the venue where Yu Xianzhisheng was located, let alone the ace cellist of Keio Private School.

Owada Guangshou was already thinking of escaping, and kept wiping the cold sweat on his forehead in the background: "Although I knew that such a day would come, it was still too early. It seems that the four major consortiums don't want to wait for a second. , at the risk of not wanting a face, but also to suppress us."

"But isn't this a good thing, Shen Huiling took the initiative to come over, which also proves that he is already impatient. This seems to be the first time he has been so active." Xiaoxun Nagisa said softly.

Tonight, she can't accompany her group of best friends. As a deputy director, she has to advance and retreat together with the senior management, and whether winning or losing, she must make new decisions with them.

For fans, the competition is a treat and worth the money.

But for the behind-the-scenes groups where the players of both sides are located, this is a commercial battlefield with no blood and shadows, and every decision will affect the next round of opportunities.

The high-level people discussed for a while, and finally ended the meeting with Fukuzawa Kexiong's sentence, "There is absolutely no need to worry" - Yu Xianzhi is just a student of Dongda Art, and his contract is specially customized and is not restricted by any business strategy. .

Temporarily adding songs, adding newly developed stage art techniques, or finding a powerful backup dancer in the industry to assist, these are all things that ordinary students do. Just for fear of being self-defeating.

No matter what the result is, Dongda Art has no right to say anything, they can only choose to believe, and nothing else can be done.

The live broadcast helicopter of the TV station passed through the night sky, and the noise coming in from the window was incessant. Sawano Kazuki went to the bathroom and went to the waiting room on the way to take a look at Yu Xian Zhisheng.

The solitary child was still alone, sitting on the player's seat by himself, with a bottle of Pocari water beside him, and he had already drank a third of it.

His expression is leisurely, his eyes are calm, not afraid or excited, so silent that people can't understand.

Shen Huiling sat not far from him, and the support of the four major financial groups was reflected in various details. He has always had his own private lounge, but it was rare to sit with other players tonight.

Usually in the waiting room, the players can casually chat about some topics, but at this time there is an abnormal silence, and the players next to them are all solemn, as if they are facing a big enemy, and they dare not breathe.

This is the pressure brought by the champions for two consecutive years. It is ruthlessly crushed, and the gap is huge. It is like an insurmountable gap, or a bronze giant door that cannot be opened even with all its strength.

But this seems to have no effect on Yu Xian Zhisheng.

Sawano Kazuki turned and left.

The competition had reached the third runner-up, the judges were marking their points more quickly than usual, and the audience was greeted with bouts of mediocre applause.

The fourth performer came from the Hokkaido No. 1 Art Academy. Unfortunately, the girl who appeared was not their leader, Flower Bird Fengyue. Otherwise, the three flowers would gather on the top tonight and the toxicity would be full. Presumably the madness of the fans' carnival would be even higher.

However, the choreographer played on the big screen is the name of Flower Bird Fengyue.

Yu Xian Zhisheng, who had been watching quietly, raised his legs and leaned back, his expression straightened.

Flower Bird Fengyue, the future girlfriend candidate mentioned by Miyamoto Yukiko in the letter, looks like nothing to say, not to mention the figure of the girl who grew up dancing ballet, Yu Xianzhisheng's understanding of her comes from her personal On the channel, she seldom posts dancing videos, but she is mostly funny every day, such as wearing an elk hat and playing pillow fights with the girls dressed as Santa Claus, or learning to walk with her hands and feet with the raccoon cat she raised, covering her whole body. Two words are revealed up and down - epilepsy.

It should be noted that, unlike the epilepsy of ordinary girls, in the entertainment industry or the art world, we generally call this disorder "artistic neuroticism".

Just like the manga artist Fujimoto who drew "Chainsaw Man" and "Flame Fist" in his previous life, he is strange and hard to find, the chief of the mental hospital, the number one split, 'If you can't draw them in four years, kill them', 'The doctor is not there, the small painting a while' wait.

The curtain opened, and the girls who were the main dancers and the backup dancers, like birds in the early morning, came out of their nests. As soon as they came on stage, they caused a burst of suppressed exclamations, and many audiences had goosebumps gushing out.

They were not wearing beautiful dance clothes or fleshy miniskirts, but skull costumes carved with mannequins. As soon as the lights went out, the clothes disappeared, leaving only the skeleton racks exuding faint green fluorescence, with beautiful faces on them. But the pale girl's face laughed wantonly at the people in the audience.

This situation, combined with the staging special effects with 'formalin soaked organs', 'damaged heart', 'damaged hospital bed' and 'brain entwined snakes', is as weird as it gets.

Rao, the well-informed Mrs. Dansheng, was also stunned by this scene.

"What is this for?" She gently covered her mouth.

All eyes were fixed on the main dancer.

She was posing with another girl in an indecent pose that was entwined with each other, and was ambiguous.

Then the music played, heavy and sad.

The girls staggered and danced around the two intertwined girls.

It is the death swan dance of classical ballet.

The steps are neat, without any omissions.

Soon, the girl who was entangled in the bottom pushed the girl above with force and let out a low cry, and the main dancer who was pushed away gently floated away.

Rotate your toes for a big jump.

These two difficult ballet movements constitute her "floating".

The dance is gorgeous and beautiful.

"Are you talking about lesbianism?" Mrs. Danson, who scored full marks in reading comprehension, said in an astonishing tone, and suddenly woke up several other judges.

If the choreography wasn't flower, bird, romance, she wouldn't have thought of this.

It is precisely because she likes flowers, birds, and moon that she has seen many of her performances before, and her **** identity was revealed this year, so I remembered it all at once.

"First Evolution"

"Is it necessary to be so miserable?" One of the judges couldn't understand.

But the dance is really beautiful, and I can watch it despite the weird atmosphere.

The music gradually became cheerful, the skeletons on the girls gradually became transparent, the main dancer was getting farther and farther, and was about to exit the stage, with red-dyed hair fluttering like seaweed under the action of the fan.

The girl who pushed her away at first seemed to regret it and reached out her hand, but she didn't come back.

The main dancer floated off the stage.

In the expression of this story, it means that she disappears from the girl's life.

Such a sad scene, but the music suddenly became cheerful.

The girls paused neatly.

A burst of brilliant colored light followed by a burst of sparks, the stage was briefly cut off from the audience for a few seconds, and when they reappeared, flowers bloomed on their bodies.

Tall and tightly wrapped white silk, a petticoat as white as swan wings.

The skeleton suit disappeared, and the stage beauty changed from a weird organ to a spring grass field.

The girls soared into the air, color bars Manli.

After a two-minute group dance, the girls huddled together, smiling and bowing politely.

The performance of the Hokkaido No. 1 Art Academy 'Flower Dance Girls' Club' came to an end.

The judges all widened their eyes.

The audience was silent for a while, and the applause was much warmer than before.

Different people watching the same show have completely different feelings.

Most viewers saw 'anti-gay' ism.

This is the simplest and most straightforward understanding.

The atmosphere is death when girl to girl is in love, and spring comes to life when they are apart.

"Interesting." Mrs. Danson breathed lightly.

"The clothes of flowers and birds have softened." Owada Guangshou in the backstage studio said with a smile, "It seems that the **** is still putting a lot of pressure on her. It should be her apology for choreographing such a dance."

"But she doesn't seem to be someone who can be soft-spoken." Sawano Kazuki said, "I think she's quite similar to the childish one."

"How can she compare with Yu Bao? Can she compare? She can't compare at all!" said Yamato Guangshou, "Even when she was hacked the worst, who have you seen Yu Bao apologize to?"

"That's not what I meant." Sawano Kazuki shrugged.

Shen Huiling let out a sneer, then looked at Yu Xianzhisheng, seemingly unintentionally: "She is the best, not only can keep her reputation, but also get sympathy points."

Yu Xianzhisheng ignored her.

It might be impolite to ignore her, but whatever she thinks.

Yu Xianzhi was thinking, even though he had seen many group dance arrangements from other colleges, he was still surprised by tonight's performance.

Will Huaniaofengyue be the soft one? He doesn't understand, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't understand.

But just now, there was a very detailed movement that he noticed.

When the girl pushed the main dancer away, before that, the main dancer's hand had been blocked between the two.

The girl didn't push the main dancer away because she hated her.

On the contrary, because the main dancer rejected her, she became angry and pushed her away.

The main dancer is the soul of the choreographer.

There should be something more core hidden in this dance choreographed by Huaniaofengyue.

Yu Xian Zhisheng couldn't help but be slightly excited.

She didn't give in, the dance had another meaning.

The only explanation is that she is not a **** at all.

That being the case, why not refute for his own reputation and tolerate the suppression of the four major financial groups?

Is it for that girl?

Yu Xian Zhisheng was caught.

The group dance of the "Flower Dance Girls Club" ended, and the score was S rank.

Whether it is the audience or the judges, they actually have a good impression of the Flower Dance Girls' Club.

The reason could not be more simple, the players here are all top-notch beautiful girls who have danced and danced since childhood, Yingyingyanyan, and excellent temperament, even the youngest vice-captain (who was also the main dancer just now), **** Double ponytails, with a loli body and a milky voice and cute voice, in the face of this group of beautiful girls, everyone likes it.

As for what this dance expresses, it is up to each discussion.

Yu Xianzhisheng didn't hesitate to give his applause at all.

The **** painting spirit, who was three seats away, moved his gaze to him again, his expression was calm, but there was a surging darkness hidden in the depths of his eyes.

She didn't realize that she had seen him many times tonight.

But it's not out of love, admiration, and respect like other players—it's an inexorable hatred.

From childhood to adulthood, she has seen dirty beauty. After stepping into the entertainment industry, black and white are infinitely magnified.

Innocent and kind like him, he won't survive in the entertainment industry for too long.

Many players who want to create such a cute character will only die worse in the end. She admits his strength, otherwise she will not take the initiative to come.

She desperately wanted to reveal his true face, so that the annoying person would disappear from her eyes and her sister's vision. In this way, the door of Zenith Fengting was still open to her.

But this is not an irony.

She likes her sister.

But she didn't really understand the choreography of the flowers, birds and the moon.

The world is like a song, why pity the people in the song.

Yu Xianzhisheng felt the sight and glanced at Shenhuiling. The feeling of tension between swords and arrows pervaded quietly, and the players around him couldn't help but feel cold.

Next is the fifth place, the finale of the midfield, that is, the cellist Saito Hideyoshi of Keio Private School.

The handsome and arrogant young man, dressed in military-style clothes, put the pitch-black cello at his feet, the stage lights dimmed, and the piano sounded melodious.

T1 level song "Masquerade".

The sound of the piano made Yu Xianzhisheng play the sonatas of Frank and Debussy that he had heard in his previous life. It was full of charm and fantasy, with the strong 'impressionism' of the twentieth century in Europe, combining oriental classical, Spanish dance, and jazz. , like a stubborn flower under the iron hoof.

Listening to the sound of the piano, Yu Xianzhi tapped the tune lightly with his fingers, restoring Debussy's Nocturne in his mind.

The sound of the piano ended with thunderous applause.

Rao is Mrs. Dansheng who likes Yu Xian Zhisheng the most, and also gave a high evaluation - "The sound of the piano is like the wind, as if passing through the gap between the mask and the real face gently and gracefully".

Hideyoshi Saito's final rating is S.

This rating is a bit low for him, but when it comes to the Super S badge, he knows that he is not his lead singer tonight, and the so-called S rank is just to warm up the scene for Shenhualing.

Only one Super S star emblem can be born in a venue, only between those two people, and he himself has no plans.

But this is the strength of the trump card. Once he plays, he will guarantee the strength of the S-rank.

When bowing, the boy in military uniform twitched the corners of his mouth loosely, then walked off the stage to join Shenhuiling.

Shenhuiling took his hand and patted the back of his hand, with a smile on the corner of his lips~www.novelbuddy.com~ Saito Hideyoshi immediately became complacent.

She turned her head again, this was the third time she looked at Yu Xianzhisheng tonight, she wanted to suppress one or two more, but the smile instantly collapsed on her delicate face.

She saw and heard.

The boy closed his eyes, and a low tone was coming from his lips.

It was just "Masquerade".

No, not just "Masquerade", but also a tune from another world that she had never heard before, navigating with "Masquerade" and swallowing it.

Debussy's Nocturne, fully revived.

Yu Xianzhisheng opened his eyes, propped his chin up, and took a sip of Pocari Water. Through the rounded mouth of the bottle, Shenhuiling's slightly widened almond eyes were enlarged again, a bit funny.

"Is something wrong with you?"