Zongman: Hong Kong's black ceiling but autistic, what should I do?

Soon after, Shining Saotome's album "What is Love" ranked first in global sales, triggering a global music craze.

At the same time, many people in the industry began to try their best to find out about the album's composer and lyricist Y&S. Unfortunately, Shining Saotome kept the news very secret, and other people could not find any clues at all. They could only contact Y&S through Shining Saotome, hoping to ask Y&S to help compose the music.

Shining Saotome accepted several high-value commissions, but the fees did not exceed eight million.

So even though every song produced by Y&S later caused quite a stir, Shining Saotome's sales record has not been broken.

However, the name Y&S is becoming more and more well-known among people in the industry.

And Y&S, which has attracted widespread attention, our Fukuzawa Sakura, is now looking at the letter in her hand with a serious face.

"You were in the soccer club? I remember you weren't in Teiko's basketball club?"

Kurosaki Ranmaru rubbed his chin and looked at the letter in Fukuzawa Sakura's hand curiously.

"Well, I had a falling out with the club president and I quit the basketball club. But I did join the soccer club and helped them win first place in the competition."

"what match?"

"Gao Yuan Palace Cup? That's how it's pronounced, I remember complaining about the name being difficult to pronounce."

"First place in the Gao Yuan Palace Cup? Isn't that amazing? If a junior high school student participates, he needs the support of the club! Sakura, what on earth can't you do?"

"Pectoral training?"

"... Stop talking nonsense and get down to business. Do you really want to go? Strengthening the designated players sounds weird. Is it the kind of Spartan-style closed training?"

Fukuzawa Sakura pondered for a while.

"Actually, I was wondering if taking a leave of absence would still count as me studying at the academy. If I take a leave of absence to play soccer, can Saotome also reimburse the expenses for the closed training? I've been craving desserts every day lately. I feel uncomfortable without them."

Kurosaki Ranmaru and Fukuzawa Sakura successfully exchanged information, so Kurosaki Ranmaru already knew what happened between Fukuzawa Sakura, the school principal, and the two class teachers.

"Although I think the principal won't care about that little money, but if we have closed training, what about the principal's request?"

Compared to Fukuzawa Sakura who is obsessed with money, Kurosaki Ranmaru is more realistic.

"That's okay. I can contact Saotome as long as I have electronic equipment during closed training. Well, that's no problem! Yoshi, I'll pack up and report in now! Great! I finally don't have to listen to those low-level knowledge anymore!"

"..."

Looking at Fukuzawa Sakura who was suddenly spinning around in the dormitory excitedly, Kurosaki Ranmaru, who was studying those "low-level knowledge" hard, felt offended.

...

“La la la la la”

Fukuzawa Sakura was holding a super-sized pudding in her hand and humming softly as she walked.

"Ah, it's here~ Liben Football League~"

Fuze Sakura pushed the door open with one hand.

"Oh, why is there no one inside? Looks like I'm the first one~ Lucky~ I can enjoy my dessert in peace~"

"Huh~huh~huh~"

Fukuzawa Sakura found an inconspicuous corner and enjoyed the food with a happy look on her face.

After a while, Fukuzawa Sakura finished enjoying the delicious pudding with pink flowers on her face. She came to her senses and found that there were people crowded around her, all looking at her.

"?"

Fukuzawa Sakura bit the spoon in her mouth, pretending to be cute and confused, but she was secretly complaining in her heart.

"It smells a bit, don't we turn on some air purifiers here?"

"Ohh ...

No matter how Fukuzawa Sakura complained in her heart, her deceptive appearance and "carefully designed" movements still caused exclamations from the high school students present.

"Why are there beautiful girls here? Kawaii~ oh hoo!"

"I want to be the spoon in her mouth, kawaii~ oh hoo!"

“It’s so nice to be here (crying), kawaii~ oh hoo!”

Just a little preparation and I got a new Fukuzawa cherry blossom:

"So how did this "kawaii~oooo" habit come about?"

"boom!"

The sudden turning off of the lights interrupted the restlessness of the adolescent boys.

A figure walked onto the stage.

“Ah-ahh (audio)--congratulations to all the talented rough diamonds.”

A dazzling light shone on the figure on the stage.

The man on the stage continued:

"You are the three hundred outstanding forwards under the age of 18 selected based on my arbitrariness and prejudice, and I, Shinpachi Eishin, am the one invited to lead Tachibana to win the World Cup."

The people in the audience began to whisper because of Eishin Shinpachi's words, and Fukuzawa Sakura looked at the silly boy with a pot-cut hair on the stage thoughtfully.

Huixin Shinpachi ignored the commotion in the audience and continued:

"To put it simply, to make Liben football the best in the world, we only need one thing, which is to create a revolutionary attacking player. I will let the 300 people present conduct an experiment to create the world's best attacking player. This is the facility used for the experiment - BLUELOCK."

The screen behind Shinpachi Eishin started playing a slide show of BLUELOCK.

"From today on, you will live together here and undergo the special top-notch training I designed. You cannot go home, and you must say goodbye to your past football career. However, I dare to assert that as long as you can overcome all the obstacles in this battle for survival and successfully defeat the other 299 people, the last person left will definitely become the world's number one attacking player. The above is the explanation, please give me your advice."

As Huixin Shinpachi finished the last sentence in his deep voice, a big "BLUELOCK" in English was projected onto the wall behind Huixin Shinpachi.

"Excuse me!"

A white-haired man with eye bags raised his hand and spoke amid the discussion:

"I cannot agree with what you just said. We each have our own teams that we value, and some of us have to participate in national competitions. I cannot abandon my team and participate in some weird experiment you mentioned."

The white-haired boy's words quickly gained the approval of others, and many people raised their hands to speak in support of the white-haired boy.

"That's right. I still have to participate in the national competition."

"Who knows what you're going to do if you suddenly ask us to move in and live together? Even if there's a beautiful girl, it won't work!"

"Speaking of which, who are you anyway?"

"Call someone decent to come out!"

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