Tokyo Girlfriend Guide.

Chapter 339 Recitation of the Full Text
"The desire to confide is an innate instinct of human beings, and everyone is no exception."

With a modest smile, Hojo Kyosuke raised the microphone, his tone was clear, there was no stickiness between each word, and the clear and clear voice slowly spread into everyone's ears.

No need to look at the people on the stage, just listening to the voice, the perfect image of everyone's favorite writer has already appeared in their minds.

Modesty, gentle as jade, eloquent, full of poetry and calligraphy...

Ishida Hidenori listened to this voice, looked at the man on the stage who looked like an ancient celebrity, and kept cursing in his heart.Although he was suppressed by the despicable means of the thug behind him for a while, he will not admit defeat easily.

Seeing that everyone's attention was focused on him, Hojo Kyosuke continued to speak in a calm tone:
"However, if you just blurt out something based on your feelings, it may contain more sincerity, but it will appear a bit sloppy. Letters are organized into a book and become a book, and writing down things in life also becomes a book.

Just like the concept of the Motoya Award, writing itself is not something that is amazing just by touching it, but something that everyone does every day.

When looking at the chat box on the mobile phone, considering the tone, words, and even the time of sending, everyone has already devoted themselves to the writing business.As for me, I just spent a little longer thinking about it and heard more voices from another world. "

With a slight smile, he ended with "above".

Even if he has not become a writer, he also knows that no matter whether he is a writer or a voice actor, he is essentially an actor.Whether it is the book he wrote or the words he said, it doesn't matter whether it is true or not, the important thing is to give the audience what they want to hear.

For the same reason, just like in junior high school, when the subordinates greeted each other at the beginning, they would stop and respond politely.But the subordinates were flattered instead.This may be able to appear very close to the people, but what the subordinates look forward to and want is the cold "thug" with eyes as calm as a thousand-year-old well, expressionless face, and who can single-handedly dismantle the group.

And in his identity as a writer, as a high school student who is a wunderkind, he should show a humble attitude.Saying this kind of words makes it easier to get readers' love and make them pay for their next works.

Do one line and love one line. As a novelist of the new era, Hojo Kyosuke is a person with great professional ethics.

"Ah, that's amazing. As expected of Mr. Hojo, I thought I would hear some philosophy of life, but I didn't expect such kind words. Thank you for your answer."

Hirota Yoshitoki bowed and sat down. In fact, he still had some thoughts. He felt that Hojo-san was really a modest gentleman. At this time, even if he didn't talk about some big truths to fool people, he should talk about the difficulties in creating.

The participants in the audience also applauded.

Shameless!fraud!You're almost dying of laughter, you bastard!Didn't your mother teach you as a child to be honest!ah!

Beneath Hidenori Ishida's liver-colored distorted face, there are crazy inner activities, and he can't wait to use his own body to perform what it means to be self-satisfied and forgetful, and what is called a son-in-law Zhongshan wolf.

"Ishida-san, why don't you applaud, you were very happy just now."

While applauding enthusiastically, Tetsuta Misaki, who had already decided to use the elder brother's words as the first sword of the top ten weapons of the navy, saw the black hole of applause in front of him, couldn't help leaning forward, and said coldly.

My honest elder brother has finally become what he is now, and is growing towards a qualified BOSS. Give me a big round of applause!
"Heh, heh heh...Happy, happy—"

Ishida Hidenori thought he could squeeze out a smile, but in fact he had a mournful face, just like Hojo Kyosuke said, he came to attend his own funeral.

Miki Amamiya on the stage was asking who else would like to ask. Mikiko Kitajo looked at her son who was as brilliant as a Buddha on the stage, and whispered to her husband:

"Well, let me say that Jingsuke is very suitable to be a lawyer."

This ability to open his eyes and tell lies is even more powerful than Ichiro.They were all telling the truth, but when combined they turned into lies.

"No, that kid definitely can't stand the tedious and complicated procedures. Maybe he can't help but put the knife on the other party's neck when exchanging written materials for the first time to make the other party admit defeat quickly."

The former Tokyo barrister summed up his career in three consecutive words.As he spoke, Hojo Ichiro's eyes were also fixed on the dazzling son on the stage.

But at the same time, he couldn't help looking at the man in the red suit who was sandwiched between the three of them in the front row of seats.

No, with these partners, maybe he will get the title of "Invincible Lawyer", and then get contracts from various big companies along the way, and open a law firm that is frightening to ordinary people.

Thinking of this, Hojo Ichiro looked at the huge banner "2015 Honya Grand Prize Presentation" above the ceremony stage.Great, Kyousuke found a quicker and easier job than stealing money.

"Hahaha, what are you talking about, Kyosuke is not that kind of child." Kitajo Mikiko smiled and hammered her husband's arm, um, with the strength of hammering beef balls.

"Ha ha--"

Hojo Ichiro, who didn't feel the slightest pain, grinned, yes, Kyosuke doesn't have the time to do those things.

The applause stopped for a while, and the media's desire to interview this genius who broke the three records of the Motoya Grand Prize was obviously very enthusiastic.

Although it has entered the Internet era, Neon is still one of the largest newspaper publishers in the world, which makes them quite happy for media people. After all, the company has not yet closed down, and it seems that it can smoothly help me provide for the elderly. Maybe my son can be with him Come in.

But enjoying such treatment, the nationals have correspondingly high demands on them.

Although Hojo Kyosuke has only published one popular book, he has gained so much attention and has become a figure of a new generation of national-level writers.It was the first time he won a heavyweight award. If his newspaper did not publish his news, the hotline of the newspaper would be blown up.

The lady operator had to apologize incessantly while receiving countless "fuck me"s.Of course, they are not much better as on-site reporters. Tomorrow, they can pack their bags and go off to raise cattle in the icy and snowy countryside of Hokkaido.

"Then, Kawaguchi-san of "Yomiuri Shimbun", please." Amamiya Miki started to roll the name according to the list.

"Yomiuri Shimbun", Neon, and even the world's largest circulation newspaper.In addition to normal news, a major feature is that novels will be serialized in newspapers to attract subscribers.Neon's most famous novels since modern times have all been serialized on it.

"Thank you. First of all, congratulations to Mr. Hojo for winning the Motoya Grand Prize."

As soon as Kawaguchi stood up, he first bowed as usual, and opened his mouth habitually wanting to spit out a stream of rainbow farts, trying to make someone indulge in his flattery and get more revelations.

Seeing this newspaper that interviewed him for the first time, although he knew that the invited one must be the media that Motoya rewarded him with goodwill, Kitajo Kyosuke quickly searched his memory, trying to find out the other party's attitude towards him from the past reports of the other party. .

Well, the other party only reported that he won the gold medal in the Neon Mathematical Olympiad and won the National Kendo Competition, but there was no report on literature.

Let's say it's neutral and friendly.

Thinking of this, he smiled and replied, please take care of me.

"We all know that Mr. Hojo is the youngest winner of the Motoya Grand Prize, but I think many people may not be aware that apart from such outstanding achievements in literature, Mr. Hojo has also made many achievements in other areas."

Next, the audience felt as if the scene was reappearing, and they had a more complete understanding of how powerful Hojo Kyosuke was from another angle.

It is indeed the newspaper with the largest circulation in neon. Not only the competitions that Hojo Kyosuke participated in, but also the fact that he was the instructor of the high school kendo club in the club when he was in middle school, and even revealed a few bad things. Under his guidance, the prodigal son went back to college and volunteered to become a teacher.

Hearing this, Hojo Kyosuke first thought that Onitsuka had gone to the interview again to pay for his hard work, but then recalled that as early as in junior high school, when Onizuka was interviewed by "Weekly Bunshun", he thanked himself , said that he was finally able to become a high school teacher, married 17-year-old JK, and said that he would give himself...

Ahem, if this guy is a teacher, for the safety of the students, he might have to wear a chastity belt or something.

Kawaguchi Joichi is counting Kyosuke Hojo’s achievements in the past according to the year. Almost every achievement has to add three words: breaking records, winning the most consecutive victories, and scoring the highest points in the Mathematical Olympiad...

"Too strong, worthy of being the number one swordsman in Tokyo!"

The super loud exclamation made Hikigu Hachiman turn his body and tried to avoid it, but there was no way, this dark house was only that big, and Zaimokiza was as big as a bear.

"So why do we watch together with the lights off?" He asked helplessly. Now he was leaning against the bed in Saikiza Yoshiki's room, watching Kyosuke Hojo's award ceremony.

Although it is the award ceremony of his respected Minister Hojo, although he planned to watch it, but on a perfect day like Saturday, which is neither Friday nor Sunday, he absolutely does not want to waste time with a boy in the room.

Saturday, this is Saturday, it’s not like having classes on Friday, and having to watch the clock and endure the torment as if the time has been slowed down.I don’t have to make up my homework like Sunday, and I have to worry about how to face the embarrassment of no one asking me what I did on the weekend when I go to school next Monday in the storage room.

Really, as long as I ask, I will be like the world's greatest writer, Minister Hojo, and vividly describe to the other party how I spent a Zen-like weekend at home alone, obviously listening In the future, the other party will definitely be more satisfied with the past weekend.

This is simply a win-win thing. I satisfy my desire to talk, enjoy the curiosity of others, and others complete a daily kindness, and get a buff that doubles their happiness.

WIN WIN ah WIN WIN!

Oh, sorry to digress, anyway.Saturday is such a perfect day.If possible, Hikigaya Hachiman hopes that today is Saturday, tomorrow is Saturday, and the day after tomorrow is also Saturday, and every day in the world is Saturday.In this way, the calendar can be more tidy when printing, and everyone's life can be happier.

On such a day, I have already brewed a cup of coffee with a lot of sugar and milk, and sat on the sofa with my lovely sister Komachi, quietly waiting for the start of the Motoya Grand Prix award ceremony.

He received a call from Yoshiki Saikiza.

"Hey, Hachiman, didn't you agree to watch Minister Hojo's award ceremony together today?"

Bastard, who told you that!I'm not going to leave my lovely sister to watch TV with a chuunier who is full of nonsense, playing video games is almost the same.

Thinking of this, Hikigaya began to think about why he came to Zaimoza's house as if he was hypnotized, and why he agreed to watch Minister Hojo receive the award together in this small and dark space.

Suddenly, the cool touch of his left elbow cleared his confused mind.

Ah~~
It turned out that the despicable Zaimokiza had invited the angel Saika in advance. If that was the case, it wouldn't be a big deal to watch together in such a small place.

"Hey, Zaimuza, move a little over there, there's no room for Saika to sit."

He used the words he learned 16 years ago, what, he was just born at that time?That's right, it was learned in the previous life!Just to speak out for this moment, for this one person!
"Haha, it's okay, just a few yards, it feels more like a ceremony." Ayaka Totsuka responded with a smile.

Listening to the clear and sweet voice like a silver bell, Bi Qigu only felt that...

Cough cough, it's time to concentrate on listening to Minister Hojo's speech.

This matter must be a social hotspot in the school next week. Even if they were discussing what to have for lunch one second, it might turn into wondering where Hojo will go to celebrate after receiving the award.

If you can't recite the whole text, you will finally make friends in the Kendo club and class.Everyone may feel that they are a dead house that only plays games and watches cartoons on weekends, and they will doubt their sincerity to Minister Hojo.

The most important thing is, if Hata Goro and the others discover this, they will definitely be trained more!

Hikigaya Hachiman cheered up, and checked with Zaimoza again if he had a video.

"Needless to say, I plan to use all of these in my next novel!" Saikiza Yoshiki's voice was as loud as his size, shaking the whole room as if.

Kawaguchi Joichi’s rainbow fart finally came to an end. Amid the exclamations of the audience, he asked his own question:

"We all know that people's energy is limited. It is not easy for a person to achieve success in one field, but this law obviously fails for Mr. Hojo. I believe everyone is very curious. In so many In a field that can be said to be unrelated, how does Hojo-sensei master the balance?"

idiot!

Who wants to hear him say this? Why are you asking so tactfully? Just ask him how he studied in school, how he practiced kendo the most, and how did he have so much time to do things!
Hearing this question, a middle-aged aunt who accidentally turned to this TV station cursed in her heart, and planned to call and complain about this reporter after buying the newspaper tomorrow. She has no professionalism, and she can't even ask questions.

Beside her, there was a boy who looked reluctant, but was coerced and lured by his mother with pocket money and had to sit on the sofa and watch TV.

"Mom, what's so good about this? Isn't it because of your brains? What else could it be?" The boy rolled his eyes, thinking that women just have bad brains.

"500 yuan, listen carefully to me. It's time for you to decide on your high school next year. You won't get retribution if you listen to your seniors." The woman grabbed her son's arm. Although her hand was small but powerful, it was Made by grabbing discounted vegetable toilet paper in the supermarket.

"Hey, hey——" the boy dragged his tone.

Hojo Kyosuke obviously had the same idea as this boy. Before he got the gift from Glass, he still had to work hard to get into Dongjo with a good grade, but after receiving the gift from Glass, even the University of Tokyo They threw olive branches to him.Talent is really a hopeless thing.

As for energy, I'm sorry, even if there is not a drop left tonight, as long as I use the gift from Mitsuba, I will be a good man tomorrow.What's more, it is not so easy to reach the limit with his body that has been tempered with the gift from Naoka!
Thinking of this, he smiled slightly:
"People's energy is indeed limited, but you can never be sure whether you have really reached the limit. When I was tired from studying and brushing questions at night, I wondered, if my body was stronger, could I have more energy?" How much time to study?

With this in mind, I started to practice kendo.When the body is strong, the energy will naturally increase. "

　Well, still writing.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)