I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 49: Opening

In the early morning of the next day, the North Ge's High School Cultural Festival finally kicked off.

Reporters have been waiting for this moment for a long time. It is tradition that the cultural festival is open to the public.

In fact, the cultural festival is equivalent to an invisible admissions advertisement.

Just like universities in Japan, each school recruits students separately. If students from other junior high schools come to participate in the North High Cultural Festival, and have the idea of ​​"this school is good", then there may be more than one in the coming year. Students who come to apply.

In the future, Japanese high schools will change their school uniforms, especially girls' school uniforms, to look good in order to attract students, and attract girls to come over - boys don't need to be attracted, their goddesses will naturally apply for the exam quietly.

But it's still the Showa era, and Japanese schools are still proud of grades—specifically, deviations.

School uniforms are relatively conservative at this time.

After the reporters rushed into the campus, most of them went straight to the teaching building to grab news from Kiryu and Ma's class.

The remaining few gave up grabbing the big news, and just caught a pretty **** campus and interviewed.

Japanese cuisine is one of them.

Rina Ricai, who was wearing the student council armband, was blocked by several reporters on the playground. She frowned and said displeasedly, "I'm the student council president, and I still have a lot of work to do. Don't bother me, get out of here. !”

How could the reporters eat this shit, they all want to make big news, some people have already written in the interview stenograph "this girl seems to have some hidden feelings for the extreme bad attitude of this girl" .

The boys from the executive department of the student union came to the rescue and formed a human wall like the bodyguards of the stars to rescue Niinan Rina from the entanglement of reporters.

Because the reporters' battle was too big, the students from other schools who really came to visit the Bei Ge Culture Festival instead looked outside the school gate, not sure whether they should come in or not.

Then the few journalists who stayed off campus began to look for material among these real visitors.

"Do you know Kiryu and Ma?"

"That ninjutsu descendant? I came to see him today!"

Conversations like this are constantly being staged outside the gates of North Kurdish High School.

The situation in Kiryu and Ma's classroom is even worse. A bunch of reporters are piled up outside the classroom door, and long guns and short guns are aimed at the classroom.

"Kiryu-san! Kiryu-san! Why is Honami Nanjo the closest to you now, is she appointed as your girlfriend?"

He Ma originally didn't want to talk to these reporters, but the reporter's question made He Ma look at him more.

"We are rehearsing the content of the martial arts performance later. Of course, she and I have to be close to each other." He Ma explained.

In the end, this made the reporters' questions even more emotional: "Kiryu-san Kiryu-san! Did you choose a female partner based on the size of your breasts? Then why was the student council president Nichinan-san not selected?"

"Kiryu classmate Kiryu classmate! What do you mean by martial arts? Do you want to perform ninjutsu?"

"Kiryu classmate Kiryu classmate..."

He Ma really thinks these reporters are really annoying at the moment, he's going to be angry.

At this time, Anri Okada took advantage of her shortness to squeeze into the classroom and glanced at the reporters complaining, and then shoved the copied text in her hand to several other people in the classroom at this time: "Here, your lines Ka, you don't have to worry about forgetting your words now. Just watch it generously, anyway, everyone's attention will be on the two people who are performing martial arts."

A reporter outside asked loudly, "Are you going to perform a drama? Will there be a kissing scene between the male and female protagonists?"

Okada Anri glared at the reporters imposingly: "There won't be any! I hate that kind of trash screenwriter who goes down the third way."

This mushroom head girl is amazing when it comes to things she likes.

As expected of someone who dared to challenge the egg at the cultural festival material selection class.

He Ma glanced at Nanjo who wanted to encourage Okada to kiss, and the latter stuck out his tongue mischievously.

At this time, Nanjo has already changed into today's costume, and his posture is unusually heroic, so the action of sticking out his tongue highlights a contrast.

Okada Anri turned directly to Kazuma: "Kiryu-kun, these people are blocking the door of our class. People who are interested in the future won't be able to watch our performances. You can think of something."

"What can I do?" He spreads his hands with Ma, "Weekly Fang Chun said that as long as people with IQs read it, they would know it's nonsense. These reporters came to interview even though they knew it was a fabricated report. , just pretending to be confused.

"As the saying goes, you can never wake someone who is pretending to be asleep."

After talking to Ma, I realized that my words had been recorded by the reporters, and 80% of them were going to appear on the media they served.

In other words, whatever you say to Ma now will become part of the reporters' coverage.

This reminds He Ma of the classic lines in Hong Kong police and gangster films: You have the right to remain silent, but every word you say will become evidence in court.

Every word you say to Ma now becomes part of the press release.

I'm afraid it will be the headline of tomorrow's news, "Kiryu and Ma angrily denounce Weekly Fang Chun", followed by a sensational swearing.

He Ma doesn't know what words these reporters can come up with. These people use words to catch the eye, but they are professional.

He glanced at Nanjo and said, "Let's continue with the lines."

At this time, a reporter asked: "Kiryu-kun, what kind of story is your play this time? Looking at Miss Honami Nanjo's costume, it should be something from the Taisho era?"

He Ma couldn't help but take a closer look at Nanjo's clothes. Although the clothes were changed according to the clothes of the Shinsengumi, the difference between the clothes of the Taisho era and the end of the curtain is really not very big, and it is normal for non-professionals to miss it.

At this time, Anri Okada said, "I am the writer of this story, and I will tell you."

As soon as she spoke, the reporters' cameras turned to her. Then, because it was morning and the lighting in the classroom was somewhat insufficient, the reporters used flashlights, and Anri Okada narrowed her eyes for a while.

The girl was finally timid in the face of the long guns and short guns, and her voice suddenly lost the courage she had just now: "Uh, yes, such a story is about a villainous deputy..."

"Sounds like the Shogunate?"

"Well, I didn't set the era in detail, anyway, it's almost the same, in short, there is a villain..."

"Is it Kiryu and Malay as the acting officials? It's a story of a villainous official who robbed the girl and then the girl rose up to resist, right?"

The reporters didn't seem to have any intention of letting Anri Okada finish speaking at all, even if they think about it, these reporters are all adults, and it is estimated that they did not have much respect for the idea of ​​Anri Okada as a minor child.

What's more, they are journalists. In the face of interview performance, they don't take their face and the dignity of the interviewee seriously.

"Uh," Okada Anri blushed, and suddenly hysterical broke out, "Can you listen to me and finish! Your mother never taught you, do you want to listen carefully to others?"

The reporters are quiet now, the text reporters are all bowing their heads and writing, and the photojournalists have started a shutter frenzy.

And the horse holds the forehead.

Damn, you know what the news will be like tomorrow.

**

Beixian Shaxuri entered the gate of Bei Ge's High School.

She rented a school uniform for girls from a nearby junior high school, and her face was also adjusted. She believed that no one would recognize that she was the little underground idol, Sasori Kitagyo, who sang in a bar in Ikebukuro.

Of course, the name Beixiang Shaxuri is also fake, it doesn't matter.

The name is nothing but a code name randomly imposed by strangers named parents after a person is born.

You can change as much of this stuff as you want.

It's stupid to take family names so seriously.

Now Beixiang Saxuri has prepared a new name - this name comes from the student ID card rented with the clothes.

Beixian Shaxuri pasted his mugshot on the photo of his student ID, covering the original owner.

Perfect.

People who don't know the original owner will not come to say hello when they see Shaxuri, Beixiang, let alone check their student ID.

Most of those who can check student IDs do not know the original owner.

Unless Beixiang Shaxuri was really lucky and met the original owner's **** object.

——It wouldn't be so coincidental would it?

The camouflage of Beixiang Shaxuri is perfect. The only thing that is not perfect is that this school uniform is a bit too loose. Although the original owner is of the same generation as Beixiang Shaxuri, the development is obviously not of the same level.

No wonder those **** objects dared to trade with the original owner, after all, that figure doesn't look like he is under the age of fourteen.

Beixiang Shaxuri skillfully avoided the reporters and took all the flyers that he could.

Among them is the flyer for Class B of Senior Three.

It seems that their show will have a while before the first show--what is the name of the show called "Yanwu Drama", is it a drama with a play?

Like Takarazuka?

There should be singing in the middle, right? Will it be Kiryu and Ma who composed the music?

Saxuri, Beixiang, was thinking about it, and suddenly found that he was hungry.

Then hunger enhanced her sense of smell, allowing her to smell the aroma of fried noodles.

She followed the aroma to the fried noodle stall.

This stall actually looks like a real thing. It even has a warm curtain. The text on the warm curtain is 3C.

It appears to be the class next door to Kiryu and Ma's class.

It was a beautiful girl who was busy at the fried noodle stand. She didn't stand up as a kanban girl, but was cooking noodles with a headscarf and her sleeves rolled up.

However, judging from the muscles under her rolled up sleeves, she might be able to beat five or six boys her age.

Chow mein is hard work, and it's not strictly wrong to leave it to the strongest person to make it.

Saori Kitagawa is also exercising.

In the future, if I become a big star who can play red and white, I will have a few hours of solo concerts, and I will sing and dance on the stage for several hours without interruption, which will have a considerable demand for physical fitness.

Shaxuri Beichuan sang harmonies to some seniors and sang demo songs. With these opportunities, she met those seniors, and none of them were physically weak.

Singer industry, but very harsh.

Satori Beichuan came to the fried noodle stall, adjusted his voice, and said, "One serving of fried noodles."

The talent training office will not only teach the idols that they have raised to sing, but also teach them how to change their voices with seiyuu skills.

Everyone at the firm has several voices.

"Okay, a fried noodles!" The girl with fried noodles responded energetically, and then glanced at Beichuan Shaori, "You, are you cute, Mingcheng elementary?"

"Ah, um, yes." Kitagawa Shaori nodded.

"Sure enough, Mingcheng's school uniform is very cute." The fried noodle girl laughed, then suddenly switched states, and asked mysteriously, "You also came to see Kiryu and Ma?"

"Huh?" Beichuan Shaxuri was caught off guard by the sudden question, and was stunned for a moment, before thinking that he should deny it immediately.

However, it was too late. The fried noodle girl put the finished noodles into the fast food box and handed them over to the customer who ordered first, and said to Beichuan Shaori: "I am afraid you will be disappointed, and Ma Geng It's not what it says in the magazine."

"Hey, do you know him well?"

"I'm his childhood sweetheart." The girl said, pouring oil on the iron plate, preparing to fry the fried noodles ordered by Sha Xuli.

"Then why no one came to interview you?" Kitagawa Shaori asked in surprise.

"Because I was blocked outside the school gate yesterday and asked a bunch of questions, they probably didn't think I was newsworthy."

The girl threw the meat on the iron plate.

Bei Chuan Sha Xuli asked in the sizzling sound of the iron plate: "Then... Could it be that you were there when he wrote those two pieces of music?"

"It's three songs." The childhood sweetheart girl whispered, "It's just that one is for my sister, and it was hidden by his sister so precious that it was not made public."

"Three songs?" Kitagawa Shaori almost couldn't control his volume.

"Well, three songs, the one for my sister seems to have written words, it is about when he and his sister went to see the stars when he was a child."

Sari Kitagawa's mouth is half-open. She claims to be very good at recognizing lies, but she doesn't seem to be lying when the girl in front of her speaks~IndoMTL.com~ Kiryu and Ma have already written three songs already?

"Are all his songs improvised?" Beichuan Shaoli was excited, "I mean, did he write it in one go?"

"Yeah, Kazuma, I don't know music at all. When I wrote the first piece, I couldn't even read the sheet music. The harmonica just learned to play Doremi, and then just played the place of the stars. Come out, once and for all."

Bai Chuan Shao Li was shocked for a whole year.

"I don't know notation, so I use the harmonica to play it one note at a time?"

"Yeah, I was there, and it felt like he was trying to save the music in his head.

"The second song was much smoother. By then he could already play the harmonica.

"The third song is that night, he looked at the moon, suddenly took out his violin and started to play, like a werewolf. Wouldn't a werewolf transform when he saw the moon?"

The fried noodle girl was amused by her own words and giggled: "Maybe it is true, he received the energy from the full moon, beep beep beep beep, and then wrote a song."

Beichuan Shaori looked at the sky, to be honest, she had heard rumors of a lot of talented composers, but this was the first time.

Her first reaction was "It must be blowing."

Most composers are like constipation when they write songs, and rely on the knowledge of music theory to revise repeatedly to finally come up with those works.

But recently, it seems that there is a Greek composer in the United States. It is said that he does not know music and does not understand music theory, and then released a super topical album.

The music critics have been fighting for two months about whether the composer really doesn't read music.

Could it be that... this Kiryu and Ma are the Japanese Yanni?