I can't be the hero of a romantic light novel

Riddler, get out of the Literature Club!

After thinking about it, I have arrived on the stage of the venue.

The roaring cheers were so real that the air was filled with heat. Wuma Xingjin calmed down his slightly nervous mind. This was probably the biggest scene he had ever been exposed to.

No wonder countless high school students strive to win the Tokyo Autumn Art Prize as their ultimate goal.

The rhythm flowing in the blood vessels reminds me over and over again that this is youth that cannot be repeated, and if you don't work hard, you will definitely be punished by God.

You can only experience this feeling by standing on it yourself.

Wuma Xingjin saw several familiar people sitting in the VIP seats near the stage, Aunt Kotoha Arakawa, Miss Yuriko Hagiwara, Miyoko Kamigumi, and Anna Kamisa.

Also, Lily Kobayakawa...

Wuma Xingjin's eyes paused for a moment, and the sense of betrayal created by that snowy night in the mountains of Kyoto rushed out of his heart again, and he jumped up and down to declare his existence.

The rich and soft touch, the gentle and gentle acceptance, is a different experience from that of Kobayakawa-senpai.

Yuri Kobayakawa cowered like a frightened doe, trying her best to hide her body behind Miyoko Kamigumi, and the two people's eyes immediately separated.

"Hey! Wuma, I'm here!" Tian Jie shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Teach that arrogant Kamijou Shinji a lesson. The performance group's abstention is so disrespectful!"

Fans of Kamijou Shinsikai nearby looked at Mr. Tian a few times with unkind expressions, but they managed not to get angry because they supported Seijin Wuma in the CP.

Next to him, Murakami Nara buried his face in the popcorn bucket, not wanting to be seen as being in the same group with the fool next to him. Nishino Tomoe chuckled, finding it interesting to see the friendship between the three seniors.

Wuma Xingjin was almost stunned, but he didn't expect these two guys to come too.

Didn’t he say that he sold the ticket he sent and went to Okubo Park to experience the feeling of becoming an adult?

In addition to a few people who looked familiar, there was also a group of girls around 20 years old in the middle. Because they all looked above average and dressed somewhere between youthful and mature, they attracted a lot of attention.

If you are careful, you will also find that some of them are actually members of the sad heroine syndrome who became popular with the song "Revenger" during the general election.

Because they did not need to perform, members such as Shirayuki Himino and Aoiha did not wear singing clothes, and their makeup was in a daily style, which made them surprisingly innocent and beautiful.

After Kyoto Otoro suffered a fire, the headquarters was temporarily unable to continue to carry out idol activities and vtuber activities. Dozens of Kyoto Otoro's part-time workers came to Kanagawa to join in the fun.

As for virtual anchors such as Qian Qianying and Wei Na vnor, they also took the risk of being opened offline to cheer for Wuma Xingjin.

Although the tickets for the semi-finals are expensive, Kyoto Otoro’s salary is high.

Fortunately, I was lucky enough to join Kyoto Inro. If I were still at the previous company, I would have been fired due to poor performance, and in the end I would have had no choice but to find a job to make ends meet.

Have you ever seen how many girls who are no longer engaged in idol careers often appear in high-end restaurants in Roppongi?

Tang Dao Xishui also fell in love with the push of these subordinates. Looking at the young man on the stage who reflected the constellations in the night sky, Tang Dao Xishui drooled excitedly under his skirt.

If it weren't for him, I would probably still be that dead pig's secretary, and my life would just come to an end.

Destiny is indeed a wonderful thing.

Qian Qianying rubbed her eyes vigorously, wondering if she was hallucinating.

Director Tang Dao, who was so meticulous and so serious that people subconsciously stood at attention, actually had such a crazy face.

Human beings are truly amazing creatures.

As a contestant in both the calligraphy and singing groups, Wu Ma Xingjin encountered many doubts. One of them was that he advanced to the semi-finals without even getting an A grade, thanks to good luck.

Although Minamoto Kiyoyuki's performance is wonderful, I always feel that it is a bit less interesting compared to players like Kamijou Shinji.

If we continue to respond with the same level of performance as before, we will probably lose to Kamijou Shinji.

No way, the latter's amazing violin is the biggest plus point.

Unless he can come up with a top-notch original song comparable to Go Nagabuchi's "Soap Bubbles".

But this kind of thing is impossible when you think about it. That is Miyuki Nakajima in rock music. No matter how talented a high school student is, it is impossible to reach that level.

In many art appreciation talk shows, Wu Ma Xingjin and Yuan Qingxue have been discussed, but no outstanding creative abilities were seen.

Everyone, including those at Hachioji High School, believes that writing lyrics and arranging music by yourself is easy, but being able to accept the test of the general public is the most difficult. This is completely different from writing a manuscript in the literature club.

There are many excellent original songs by high school students, but to be able to compete against all the best in the world at an event as high as the Art Awards is a bit science fiction.

"call."

Wuma Xingjin didn't think too much about it. Whether he lost or won, he just wanted to stand with the minister.

To be honest, he wasn't sure about the bet with Kamijou Shinji. He didn't have a chance to think carefully about the decisions he made at that time. He couldn't watch Ryoko Nagayama being bullied wantonly.

He, Wu Ma Xingjin, could not watch the beautiful girl cry without being indifferent.

However, in the contact with Jou Shinji, the arrogance of competing was also aroused. Besides, he and the minister had specially prepared a trump card. Until the final result came out, it was still unclear who would win and who would lose.

Even in the face of the spectacular scene of thousands of people, Yuan Qingxue's little face did not change much, but his body swayed a little like a wind chime blown by the breeze.

"Wuma-san, please end this as soon as possible."

Yuan Qingxue urged in a low voice, and the clear voice was as cool as a handful of snow sand washing the face.

Wuma Xingjin nodded, picked up the microphone and said:

"Yuguruga no Nana (Twilight Playground)"

"Huh? I've never heard of a song title."

Along with a brisk piano and percussion accompaniment, the girl's unique cold and gentle voice is like a trickling river, soaking into the restless heart, and the noise of the bustling venue just melts away.

It suddenly felt like I was back on campus, walking on the playground laughing and playing with my friends under the orange sunset.

With the maple trees rustling in my ears, and the school bell ringing that everyone could hum according to the melody, my school days were gone forever.

This is a common feeling among adults who have entered society.

In an office building, an urban white-collar woman with bright makeup took a break from her busy schedule to watch the live broadcast of the Art Appreciation. She couldn't help but rub her tired eyes with her fingers, and sighed quietly:

"Oh, I didn't expect that I have become an old woman."

"Sure enough, when you get older, you can't listen to this style of music."

When I was young, I did everything I wanted to do for the sake of my youth, without leaving any regrets.

Now that I think about it, there are more than one or two things that I regret. The pair of pushing hands called 'life' urge me to move forward non-stop.

No matter what kind of fork in the road there is ahead, if you just keep going, you won’t even have time to stop.

For example, the students of Hachioji High School did not have so many feelings. They only felt that classmate Minamoto Seiyuki's voice was very close to her, which was completely different from the rumored impression that she was cold and difficult to get along with.

The scenery he had seen before seemed to appear in front of Wuma Xingjin;

In the quiet literature club, the girl stood by the horizontal window and looked into the distance as always.

The thin body left a long shadow in the sunset, which went straight through his eyeballs.

The brief morning glow penetrated the girl who was as clear as crystal, and every inch of her skin was glowing with life, unreal like a dream from another magnificent world.

Wuma Xingjin was afraid that this dream would disappear, so he wanted to reach out and grab it more than once.

But that's not enough. Beings like Yuan Qingxue cannot close the distance between each other through passionate pursuit.

Even after getting along for nearly half a year, Wuma Xingjin still felt that there was a thick barrier between him and the minister.

It's not that I hate him or that he's not easy to get along with, but something else is hindering him.

A poor but sober girl, a boy from a privileged background.

Even if they can agree on certain concepts, they are not essentially the same kind of people.

This is a simple truth that even I am not aware of;

If only I could keep listening to the minister's singing.

Wuma Xingjin looked at the girl's increasingly pale profile under the spotlight, and had unrealistic fantasies.

We are still in the middle of the performance, so we can't be distracted.

Wuma Xingjin quickly gathered his thoughts, did not rush to harmonize, and followed Yuan Qingxue's every breath change according to the predetermined melody.

【Whenever I look back

There are still people there

Just fool yourself like this

I still have to go there today]

Several guests in the broadcast room gave their own opinions:

"This voice is outstanding."

"The accompaniment is also very good."

"I don't think so."

"How to say?"

"There is no fault in the performance of Wu Ma and Yuan. They are as precise as hummingbirds, and the jump of each note is enough to be written in a textbook."

"Isn't this amazing?"

"That's the problem."

"The playing of musical instruments has become a shortcoming. Don't forget that their opponent is Kamijou Shinji, a scary guy who almost got full marks.

It is said that Kamijou Shinji's singing skills are not bad either, ranking first in A-level ratings.

And the singing group of Hachioji High School is still hovering in the A-level. "

"With such a combination, Hachioji High School has no chance of winning."

Among the guests, the musicians were very clear in their analysis, and another guest with a mustache promptly raised his own questions:

"But there is a girl in Hachioji High School who is good at piano, I think her name is Kaoru Inami.

If she joins in to help, won't it increase the chance of winning? "

The musician nodded and agreed with the mustache: "That's right."

"But Hachioji High School didn't do this, and it ruined the few opportunities I had."

Wu Ma Xingjin plans to defeat An Yiji Kaguhime in the finals and humiliate her severely.

He didn't want Inami Kaoru to get involved, because if Kaguya Anyiji became angry and implicated Kaoru Inami, it would be perverse.