MTL - The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo-Chapter 200 : Haiku

"Ahead of the semi-finals?" Yu Xianzhi tilted his head cutely, "What is the Denggaoya Award?"

Just now, he was still thinking about how to innovate in the fifth public performance game in the hotel room. He had just written half of the lyrics, and before he could figure out how to play it, he was told to put everything in his hands and immediately went to the group conference hall.

It's not just him, everyone from Class S in Narita District, plus 20 students from other campuses, all the students of Dongda Art University arrived one after another.

The news of the advance of the semi-finals was notified to all academies overnight. This sudden news caught everyone by surprise.

"Wait for the chairman's explanation." Sawano Kazuki said with a headache.

"What's wrong, is this game difficult?" Yu Xianzhi asked.

"It's not a difficult question, it's just too unbelievable." Zeye and Shu frowned, "The literary and art world has always been self-righteous and has a clear distinction with the entertainment industry, especially the old literati in the literary club, most of them are He was born in an aristocratic family in the old days of Tokyo, and he is extremely committed to classical culture, and he has always been critical of popular culture in the entertainment industry.”

"But I didn't expect that they would be willing to agree to cooperate this time."

"Isn't this good?" Yu Xianzhi said, "It's time for the old guys to welcome a new era."

"No, this is the most troublesome place." Zeye Kazuki shook his head, "The conflict between the literary and art world and the entertainment world is not a day or two, think about it carefully, in the hearts of the people, the status of the entertainment industry It is far less honorable than the literary and art world, and this time when the old antiques came to be the judges, they were more not appreciating, but picking on things.”

"This is an open semi-final in Japan. If you lose face, it will be a big loss." Sawano Kazuki sighed, "In their mouths, there is another nickname in the entertainment industry. Do you know what it is called?"

"what?"

"Cultural desert."

When Yu Xianzhi came in, he scanned the expressions of his students and quickly realized that the situation was not optimistic.

It can no longer be described as 'like a great enemy', but 'like a funeral for a concubine'. Some students are so nervous that they are reading a book of "The Analects of Confucius" in Crazy Quantum, wiping sweat and taking notes.

Others are reviewing the classic material sadness culture, looking up and rolling their eyes to endorse the book, like a high school senior who is about to take the national exam.

Zeye Kazuki is right, the entertainment industry today is indeed a cultural desert.

You know, there was no entertainment circle in the past, some were just the 'literary and art world'.

At that time, there were no singers or idol stars in the 'literary and art world', and there were only national-level singers, dancers, and performers.

One is at the 'home' level, and the other is at the 'user' level. The big difference is not a star and a half.

Yu Xianzhisheng naturally walked to Heimutong, sat beside her, stared at her beautiful side face who was concentratingly thinking, and squeezed her hand gently: "Don't be afraid, it's nothing."

Heimu Tong was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

She was not afraid, thinking to the extent of forgetting God, it was for him.

The Yuan family has always pursued classical culture. She has studied with the old man of the Yuan family in the Tianshou Pavilion of the Yuan family since she was a child, so after receiving this sudden notification, she was not afraid, but vaguely expected.

Her initial expectation was that she should see a solid rise in the rankings. Another expectation is to look forward to taking care of him in the game.

Yu Xianzhi has not received an orthodox cultural education. As the top player, the pressure on this younger brother should be greater than anyone else.

If he had himself in the front, he would be a little more relaxed.

The semi-final is a team competition, and each academy is a complete team. This time, she wants to be a harbor in the team and protect the boat that may capsize at any time.

"Are you afraid, facing those literati in the literary and art world?" Heimutong asked softly.

"What's there to be afraid of with a bunch of old antiques?" Yu Xianzhi shrugged, "They can't even keep their own glory, and they have been beaten up by European and American literature in the world. They can't escape the responsibility, right?"

"It's good to have this courage." Heimutong wanted to hold his hand, but in the conference room, the two of them were classmates, not sisters and brothers, so they could only give up.

Chairman Fuze Kexiong came quickly and sent the information one by one.

Yu Xianzhisheng took the document and was shocked when he glanced at it.

This can no longer be described with information, but a complete and detailed thumbnail of tourist attractions!

Taking Yuandi Mansion as the starting point, the structure gradually undulates from north to south, focusing on the essence of nature such as mountains, plains, streams, etc. The mountains and rivers overlap along the way, and the nearby mountains, Zhongshan, distant mountains, and the main mountain extend upward, and there is a Japanese mountain on each mountain. The traditional building of a mountain courtyard is hidden among the mountains and rivers.

'Overlook Pavilion', 'Xiaoyao Pavilion', 'Dry Water Pavilion'... These mountain pavilions are where the contestants compete. Every time they go, the form of literary and artistic investigation they face will change.

Only when you get the pass card in a certain level can you officially enter the next level.

The final destination is the "Host Island". The island is surrounded by a black wall. A large wooden boat is erected in front of the lake and connected by a small bridge in the middle.

The final inspection is set there, and Ansanji, the leader of the literary club, will meet the final person there.

"Is this really the venue for the semi-finals?" Yu Xianzhi's mouth twitched slightly.

Before he came in the morning, he had already sighed about the Literature Club. The four major financial groups could only control the venue where the program team mobilized the contestants, but the Literature Club had so much power that it could directly wipe out the fifth public performance competition and win the Starlight Award. directly into the semi-finals.

Now, I am shocked again. To be able to occupy such a large and high-quality land with the Council of State Secretary in a place like Tokyo, the background of the literary society is far deeper than I imagined.

"It's nothing." Hei Mutong said with a smile, "When you come to play at my house, you can take a look at the Yuan family."

Yu Xian Zhisheng smiled bitterly and raised his forehead.

It can only be said that people are more popular than dead people. I want to think more about buying a villa property in Tokyo. I plan to take advantage of the slow recovery of the bubble economy, and these top aristocrats in Tokyo have already started to build their own houses.

Soon, Fuze Kexiong on the stage explained the competition matters one by one.

The reason why the literary club chose the semi-finals in Qingshan Garden is very simple, that is, it requires the contestants to be able to observe the scenery in the mountains anytime and anywhere, and then create on the spot.

Throughout the game, the weight of aesthetics is extremely high.

The Literary Society connects the cultural concepts related to China's 'Feng Ya Song' with the Japanese aesthetic forms of the most national characteristics of sadness, serenity, branches and slenderness. and creative skills.

Students are not bound by the outside world and can freely develop.

As far as the 'tolerance' test on one of the mountains is concerned, it can't be called a competition. Yu Xianzhisheng understands it as a special form of performance. Everyone wears their favorite clothes and walks with their most satisfactory attitude. Passing the path full of maple leaves, whoever walks with extraordinary tolerance will be able to pass the customs smoothly.

I have to say that this gameplay is really metaphysics, which is very similar to the evaluation of official positions in the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties. You can judge whether you are a layman or a wonderful person from the elegance of every move of a Confucian child.

If you walk like an upright and honest person, you may lose the election, and if the six relatives who leave do not recognize the madness, maybe it will be interesting! This man is extraordinary! It's him!

"Everyone should prepare quickly for the above. My suggestion is not to waste too much time on clothes and makeup." Fuze Kexiong's voice was transmitted to every part of the conference hall.

"The following impromptu haiku, chatting under the tree, listening to the wind music... This is what everyone should focus on preparing for these two days. I don't think the topic is too difficult. Just relax and deal with it."

The meeting lasted more than three hours.

Then the meeting broke up in a dreary and miserable atmosphere.

Natsume Chie looked very happy.

Her family is a well-known scholar family in Tokyo. Her father is the vice president of the Tokyo Cultural Institute, and her mother is the fifth section of the Japanese Wiki Calligraphy Association. She is not panic at all, and is discussing with Fujiwara Chie with great interest. What style of beautiful kimono to wear on that day.

Fujiwara Chie is also full of confidence. Although she is muscular, she is not stupid. She was raised by her family as a famous lady since she was a child. Her parents are archaeologists, and there are many ancient books in her family.

From this point of view, this game is quite advantageous for my own people.

Yu Xianzhisheng's heart eased a lot.

This way you can play your own, no need to worry about them being dragged back.

However, Akagi Ryosuke and Dahuai Yiyong have been laughing since just now, and have not stopped.

"Is there anything to be happy about?" Yu Xianzhisheng turned his head and asked, "Let's hear it."

"It's nothing, we're just thinking that it's unfair to you." Ryosuke Akagi shrugged, "But don't worry, Principal Sawano will come to find you later."

Before he finished speaking, Sawa Ye and Shu really came over and patted Yu Xian Zhisheng on the shoulder: "Zisheng, come with me."

Yu Xian Zhisheng got up and followed without knowing why.

"Go, go up and have a look." Akagi Ryosuke smiled at the girls.

"There's nothing to see, it's just that the group wants to open a small kitchen for the captain." Da Huai was yin and yang strange, "Make up lessons before the exam, as an ace, you can't lose face to the group."

"After all, I grew up in a welfare center, I didn't receive aristocratic education, and I don't know anything about classical culture." Akagi Ryosuke shook his body happily, "Well, it's not impossible to crawl."

These two crouching dragons and phoenixes have been crushed by Yu Xianzhi to the point of almost no sense of existence.

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Yu Xian Zhisheng followed Sawano Kazuki all the way to the small courtyard on the top floor.

Katsuo Fukuzawa, Kaoru Nagisa, and Rinarako were already waiting there. A dispute had just happened here, and everyone's emotions were a little depressed.

Fukuzawa Kexiong did not doubt Yu Xianzhi's musical strength, but he had no confidence in this comprehensive literary and artistic investigation.

After all, it is an extremely important semi-final, and he is going to temporarily change the leader to lead the team.

But it was rejected by Rina and Kaoru.

Next to them sat an old man with white hair.

As soon as Yu Xianzhisheng walked in, his eyes converged.

"This is Master Ishikawa, an honorary professor at the Tokyo Cultural Center, and a master of haiku." Kazuki Sawano introduced.

"This is our child, Yu Xianzhisheng."

The old man nodded slightly, and Yu Xian Zhisheng bowed slightly.

"Is something wrong?" Yu Xianzhi asked.

"Children, have you ever made haiku before?" Fuze Kexiong asked.

"No." Yu Xianzhisheng shook his head.

"Huh, sure enough..." Fuze Kexiong's expression didn't change. "It doesn't matter, we have specially invited Master Ishikawa for you. In the past two days, every minute counts, learn more skills from him."

"If you are obedient, I can guarantee that you will pass the test." The old man smiled and was ambiguous, "But I have to suffer a lot here. If you are not obedient, I will spank you."

Yu Xianzhi was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, this was a misunderstanding.

He was still hoping that others would not hold him back, but he didn't expect that in the eyes of others, he was the one holding back.

"That...I haven't done it before, can I do it now?" Yu Xianzhi scratched his head.

"Do you understand haiku?" The old man smiled softly.

"Which category are you talking about? New haiku, seasonless haiku, continuous haiku, or traditional haiku?" Yu Xianzhi asked the old man.

The old man was stunned: "What did you learn?"

"When I was in the orphanage, I also studied a lot. There are a lot of books there. We don't have any other recreational activities. We can only read books after school.

In fact, it's fake. What he reads in the orphanage are idle books.

But in his previous life, in order to communicate smoothly with a little girl, he taught himself a lot of Japanese, and by the way, he read many ancient Japanese books, including the latest post-modern genres.

"But it's not enough just to understand, you have to be able to do it, this is the difficulty!" In front of the crowd, the old man was disturbed by the rhythm before he made a score, and he couldn't help but get a little angry, "Come! have a look!"

"Can't do it." Yu Xianzhi shook his head.

"I can't do it, and I'm still arrogant and arrogant here?!"

The old man stretched out his arms and slapped in the air like he usually wanted to beat his students: "Don't think that if you are a fish in water in the entertainment industry, you can always be defiant. If it wasn't for your principal who came to me with the gift money, what would you think? I'll take care of someone like you!"

"Don't dare, but did you forget something?" Yu Xianzhi's face was calm as water.

"What did I forget?" The old man blew his beard and stared.

"Haiku is intended to express one's emotions, relying on the scenery or objects." Yu Xianzhi looked at the old man, "I didn't even point out the objects, what do you want me to do?"

"Let's take a step back, if I just found something and made it, what if you can't say it well. Without a reference, the people present will not be able to know whose haiku is better, right?"

"I understand, do you want to have a try with me?" Ishikawa Zigui laughed in a rage.

"Yes." Yu Xianzhi nodded, "Please advise."

"Okay!" The old man pointed his finger at the rockery and flowing water in the courtyard, "Don't pick it, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com is all about it!"

"No problem." Yu Xianzhi invited his hand, "You are a senior, you come first."

I'm a senior, I'll come first, what the **** is this! Shouldn't your younger generation be the first to show ugliness?

Ishikawa Zigui shook his head and looked at the small courtyard scene, with rockery and flowing water, white mist filled the air, and a transparent glass dome above, where blue sky and white clouds could be seen.

After pondering for a moment, he slowly said:

"The running water is unbearable for sleep, and the garden is swept and combed, and the soil is thin and the offerings linger."

After making this ironic haiku, he raised his head slightly, and before he said it was your turn, he saw the young man speak without hesitation:

"Tingwei has been condensing spring for a long time, heading towards the unknown place in Yunshen, and the flowers will also move forward."

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PS. Whoever loses and who wins, please refer to the judges for evaluation.