Ten Mile Room

Meng Xiaojing's mind was blank, blank and sober. After the tingling of her soul, she lost all her mind and didn't know what she was doing.

When the music started, muscle memory started her performance according to the rhythm.

She began to focus on two tasks, and began to look at this huge stage with an empty soul.

Is that all there?she asked herself.

She saw those three people staring at her with extremely strange eyes, are they still laughing?

Right, this is laughing at yourself!

You are like the meat on the chopping board, let them cut it, right?

She saw them looking around and talking, and pointing at herself. The lobby has a lot of space, but the accompanying music is too small, someone is coughing, and the sound runs through the soul.

How are they going to take revenge on themselves?It is too easy for the three great masters to crush themselves to death.

If only I were dead.

If only I were a transparent person.

If only I didn't exist...

Later... her performance finally came to an end, and the six teachers in the audience looked at her inexplicably.

In the end, the elder master coughed again, and waved his hands to her like throwing out trash, let's go down.

She floated out of the stage, out of the 15 years of never-ending, has been fighting for the battlefield.

Ah, an ideal is a light, a bubble, an idea, it doesn't exist at all.

Just go here.

"Xiao, Jing'er... how did you do in the exam? Did you pass?"

The mother did not keep her promise, and her father, who smelled of sesame seed cakes, also rolled up his sleeves, with traces of clear water and snot in his nostrils, and anticipation on his old and tired face. They hoped that their daughter could bring a good information.

In their view, this poor family was poor enough and suffered enough.

They looked at their daughter eagerly, as if looking at the future of this hopeless family.

The mother asked again: "What's the matter? Xiaojing, did you fail the exam?"

That's right, my name is Meng Xiaojing, and I also have a nickname, Virgin Harvester...

Meng Xiaojing suddenly stretched out her palm, covered her cheek and squatted on the ground, crying heart-piercingly.

No one can persuade.

In the performance hall, Master Ju from Zhou caught a cold. He coughed all the time. After coughing, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He took out a handkerchief from his arms, and twisted his nose twice like a pump.

He raised his face and said to a teacher who accompanied the exam in Zhongzhou: "I said, this is the best level in your Zhongzhou... huh? I have been practicing for 45 years, and it is the first time that I met a straight person in the entrance examination." , going out of tune, having a loud voice, forgetting words, these are not serious problems...Hey! Let’s have some fun too.”

When the old man opened his mouth, he had a strong suspicion of being coquettish, and he took everything with him.

The teacher from Zhongzhou was red-faced, and his teeth were itching with hatred in his heart. He was really a stinky fish, infecting a fish stall, and the entire art students in Zhongzhou were affected by this damn thing.

He could only bow his head and keep apologizing, saying good things about other candidates.

Deng Changnong and the others sitting on the side were very quiet, because all the gestures made by Meng Xiaojing seemed to teach them a lesson again, and they grew up a lot spiritually.

Yes, this is the way the world should be.

They committed crimes, lost their families, lost their affection, and they were jailed by Master Gan, and they got the retribution they deserved.

As for the person who changed their fate, no matter how far she hid, even if she changed her name, she would eventually be destroyed without waiting for the retribution from the heavens.

This is true fairness.

None of Meng Xiaojing's songs are in the original tune, and her performance is not as good as the chef who sings casually in the restaurant.

They looked at each other and smiled.

Finally, He Mingchuan picked up the form in front of him, tilted his head and said to the charming little old man beside him: "Mr. Ju, for some unexplainable reasons, we cannot give this classmate a grade. In this way, you are the oldest, You have the most knowledge, can we refer to your test words?"

The little old man was taken aback, he looked at He Mingchuan and the three of them, then glanced at Meng Xiaojing's information, after thinking for a few seconds, he calmly picked up his form and handed it over with a smile, "What's the matter, Look!"

He Mingchuan and the others glanced at the commentary, and saw a few lines of simple commentary written on it:

The candidate was chaotic due to the typhoon, and his crappy stage fright performance had no artistic value at all. It is recommended to change subjects and retake subjects that have nothing to do with the stage.

Well, this comment is very fair.

Regardless of the old grievances, Meng Xiaojing did show them a worthless and inferior performance.

He Mingchuan smiled, and Deng Changnong and the others copied the test words as they were.

The other two teachers at the other end saw that they copied it, so they also asked a question with a smile, and wrote the test words as they were, trying to unify the opinions of the whole group.

In an exam, six music art masters took the same test language, and there were three great masters among them.

From now on, not to mention Kyushu, even Gail's work related to the music stage, they will not belong to Meng Xiaojing.

He Mingchuan and the others thought, that's right, that's it, finally here, everything is officially over.

Well, they think beautiful~ah.

After the exam was over that day, Meng Xiaojing's parents took root at the gate of the exam room. They cried with each examinee about their daughter's grievances, and told an old story about a girl and a boy falling in love. poor daughter.

They even sent a complaint letter to the Examination Board, and the Examination Board carefully investigated it. Coincidentally, these three young judging teachers used the opinions of other masters. In short, even if there were They did not retaliate against the old grievances, but chose the most appropriate way rationally and referred to the most authoritative opinions.

This is admirable, really worthy of being a young master, how broad-minded he is.

Not to mention those stories are suspicious, even if there are, who didn't have a few love lives when they were young?What a few teachers have done is enough to show that they are broad-minded, open-minded and decent.

Call up Meng Xiaojing's exam video again, hey~ Not to mention the professional judges, all the laymen in the exam committee feel horrible.

Is this also an Imperial music art student?

In this way, Meng Xiaojing's appeal was rejected as it was, and then, she received a notice from the Fifth School ordering her to retake courses and reselect subjects. After all, the school gave Meng Xiaojing a chance.

Even if this candidate lost all the dignity of the fifth school, they gave her a chance to study.

However... even if she had the opportunity to receive higher education, Meng Xiaojing would not be able to go to school. There were three passionate little fools missing in this world, who would provide her with a windfall.

The parents never gave up, they waited, persistently waiting... and then countless tabloid reporters.

They feel that they are saved, after all, the environment was so difficult, these three can give their all, let alone now?

All the impressions those three little boys gave them were that they were in the countryside, and they had never seen a bit of shabby appearance in the world.

They believe that their rhetoric can always solve these problems.

Of course, they had hoped too much, and they dare not say three, even if there is still one who has some love for Xiaojing, the fate of this family will be different from now on...

This is probably when people are poor and crazy, they always want to buy a lottery ticket, knowing that it is impossible to give themselves a way to survive.

The old couple didn't go home at night, they just cuddled each other and rested temporarily at the gate of the auditorium.

It's a pity that they probably won't be able to wait for the opportunity to have a face-to-face conversation with He Mingchuan and the three of them. When a person's social status is so high that he is isolated from the world, how can they still set foot on ordinary doors and go in and out? out.

The difference between people, sometimes even breathing the same air in the same place is impossible...

In the blink of an eye, the emperor's enthronement day finally arrived.

In the center of Kyushu, the beautiful ancient city of Zhongzhou is shining everywhere. Even at night, there are thousands of galaxies flowing down from the tree canopies on the street.

Jiang Gezi finally saw all the races on this planet, red, white, black, yellow, brown... Well, not only are the various skin colors no less than those on Earth, they have also developed more colors on their own. Yellow-haired, green-haired, red-haired... Humans.

On the day of his ascension to the throne, Jiang Gezi, a commoner, really gained his knowledge. He saw Li's guards, Li's banner in the strong wind, the traditional Harmony Lang, the royal book treasure, and the real man. Even though they don't control political affairs now, they still grasp the historical tradition of the Great Kyushu and never discard it.

It wasn't until now that Jiang Gezi realized that he seemed to have nothing to do with the small people on earth.

Following Yu Dongchi, he always looks at the world at the key points, looking down from top to bottom, and seeing everything feels like ants.

He thought that he could decide the fate of everyone in his eyes.

Let them live, they will live, want them to die, they will die.

Of course, in the splendor, everyone is happy except the unhappy ones.

Well, this is nonsense.

"Huh... half of the people are missing."

Yuan Gaozhi held the crystal wine and retreated from the bustling place. He found him sitting in the corner of the reception, and walked to Jiang Gezi, who always pushed a TV to watch dramas no matter where he went.

Jiang Gezi raised his eyes to look at him. This man was still noticeable, so he moved his butt to a nest.

"You are really, you can see such a fake thing."

The four-episode TV series played in a day completely released the light of the fat house in Jiang Gezi's hidden attributes. He loves "Zhu Lan Villa" deeply, and he chases wherever he goes.

After watching so many Gale TV series, there is finally a TV series that has the taste of the earth, especially the pretentious flavor of the British TV series.

The old lady in this play is so reserved, and she pretends to be noble with a watery tone when she speaks.

An aristocratic TV, which claims to have leaked the skin of the aristocrats, but the real aristocrats say:

"What is this show? I can't even see it. Look, they don't take away the bone-spitting fish plate. Look at that! How do they put such an eyesore on the table, how do they stuff food into their throats?" in the tube?"

Yuan Gaozhi frowned and stared at the screen, muttering.

Jiang Gezi looked up at him and smiled, took the low-alcohol wine he handed over, took a sip and then tilted his head and asked him, "What did you just say?"

After being stunned for a moment, Yuan Gaozhi replied in a daze: "I said that half of the people are missing, but ~ more people have come. In terms of people, this place is still lively. Well, praise the world, it always has the most Real luxury, do you know what I saw? There will be a fool who actually brought foreign celebrities here, my mother god, this is a member of the Ding family!"

He raised his glass, saluted the sky, and drank it down.

Young as he was, this guy had absolute old-fashioned rot in his bones, and he lived in the country and always looked at anyone like a country guy.

For Zhongzhou people, art workers who have not passed the orthodox naturalization test, especially foreign stage art workers, are low-status stuff.

Although all the arts in Kyushu are not so brilliant abroad.

This is a royal feast under Chiding's family, it is still lively, and the guests are still coming from the nobles in the city~ There are more and more things that reflect the new era.

For example, the new wealthy class, those investors who heard the news from abroad, they are like flies seeing their poop, making friends with nobles everywhere, trying to get a foothold in Kyushu, where the political situation is unknown.

For more than 800 years, Kyushu has always been in a state of rejection of external forces.

His Majesty the Great Emperor and the Empress cordially met with representatives from all parties, and exchanged cordially with old and new friends.

There are also emperors from various countries in Kyushu, and a lot of people have gathered around them.

Everyone knows that these yellow-skinned weasels are poor, and they are still poor.

Especially Li Ai, the emperor of Beiyan, holding a piece of uncultivated fertile soil in his hand, it was the hottest event of this banquet, and he was so busy.

"Everyone" knows that this is probably the poorest one.

Jiang Gezi had no desire to join there, he just looked at the cute chipmunks on the TV with regret, they were squatting on the fireplace, singing the Q song of the finale.

Jiang Gezi raised his hand to turn off the TV, and said with some regret, "Hey, the old gentleman has passed away, and the auction of old things in Zhulan Villa has come to an end."

Yuan Gaozhi tilted his head and smiled: "How come, there is still a second season."

Jiang Gezi was surprised: "How do you know?"

Yuan Gaozhi looked depressed: "You really don't want to inquire about anything? Although my family is not in the circle now, there should be a lot of gossip.

My elder sister seems to have an indescribable affection for Zhongzhou, um... she won’t go back to her hometown, probably because she is afraid to go back to see Zuzu, she has invested in National TV, and they told me that they have already obtained this TV series The latest script, it is said that half of the filming has been completed, and the second part will not be filmed around Zhulan Mountain Villa. I heard that it is an unlucky guy in the circle who rents out his apartment on the mountain. Uh, this is really a disaster. "

When Jiang Gezi heard this, he asked Yuan Gaozhi in confusion, "Why do I want to know about your sister's gossip?"

Yuan Gaozhi was taken aback when he heard the words, he thought of his family's status in the upper class, his rank in the old noble circle, and then he thought about Jiang Gezi.

After a long time, he nodded helplessly and said, "That's...that's right."

Jiang Gezi also nodded in agreement, with a smile on his face, and he was in a much better mood. There will be a second season, which is really good news.

For the sake of the gossip, he let out a breath, and asked Yuan Gaozhi out of words, "You...is your sister okay?"

Yuan Gaozhi nodded resolutely: "Of course! She aborted the child and went into battle lightly. Every setback is a period of growth. I think... not only her, many people in Zhongzhou are growing up recently..."

He still wanted to nag.

But a servant came from the corner door of the banquet, bowed his head and whispered something in his ear.

After Yuan Gaozhi heard it, he was inexplicable for a moment.

He apologized to Jiang Gezi, turned around and went out with the servant.

About half an hour later, he returned to the hall and returned to Jiang Gezi's side.

At this time, because Jiang Gezi was bored, he turned on the TV again and was watching social news.

In the teaching building of the Royal Fifth School, a family of three is performing suicide.

The young girl was wearing a red dress, and was wailing heart-piercingly: "He Mingchuan!! Deng Changnong!! Lin Yuanchun!! Come out and meet me, please...I'm Meng Xiaojing..."

Jiang Gezi: "..."

"what happened?"

Yuan Gao asked him curiously.

Jiang Gezi had no choice but to turn off the TV again, instead of answering the question, he just asked him, "Just now~?"

The sympathy on Yuan Gaozhi's face was full of sympathy, he said: "Well, it's nothing, didn't you Beiyan issued a convocation letter to jointly develop Beiyan's land, an old friend of mine and his family are planning to immigrate to Beiyan, he Home...is short of some travel expenses."

That's someone who used to be old friends with Yuan Gaozhi.

Jiang Gezi asked him curiously: "How many people like this are there?"

Yuan Gaozhi nodded: "Yes, basically the ones who didn't show up tonight are all the kind, huh... who would have thought of it? A financial crisis will change the destiny of tens of thousands of families. Your Highness Jiang..."

"kindness?"

"You said, will it be okay?"

"Is anything okay?"

"Those people, those fates, those families, and this country, this world..."

This question is too profound.

In a blink of an eye, a group of people came in front of them.

Jiang Gezi picked up the wine glass and stood up, bumped into the Shu Emperor who was walking in front of him, and drank it down in one gulp.

The emperor of Shu praised Jiang Gezi as a talented person with first-class skills and enough patriotism to carry out the great mission of the empire's security.

Jiang Gezi nodded numbly, thinking, why does this old boy talk so much nonsense?

Yu Dongchi took the juice from the servant, handed it to him and said, "I'll be busy until dawn. If you're tired, go back first."

Jiang Gezi shook his head: "It's okay, the TV series is over anyway, I'll sit down for a while."

Yu Dongchi smiled slightly when he heard the words, and said warmly in his ear: "If you like it, we will also set up a TV channel tomorrow, and only shoot movies for you to watch alone. I have a lot of good memories in my head, enough for you to watch It's been a long time."

Jiang Gezi's eyes lit up, he stared at him and asked, "Is Slam Dunk out of the national competition? Is the stupid, rich, treacherous old turtle cheering up?"

Yu Dongchi was dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to reach out and touch Jiang Gezi's stupid hair on the top of his head and sigh: "Gezi, I don't watch anime, so... oh, I do know the ending of the unsolved case, do you want to hear it?"

Jiang Gezi looked at him with a confused expression and asked, "What's that?" After speaking, he went back to the corner with the juice in hand and continued to sit idle.

Yu Dongchi pinched his nose and walked away with a wry smile.

Damn it, he still hasn't finished chasing a lot of American dramas, especially political dramas he still likes very much.

Jiang Gezi sitting in the corner was quite eye-catching.

The young and beautiful Beiyan upstart is also a prince, and is said to be the only expert on dealing with nightmares on this planet.

Regardless of whether they are domestic or foreign heads of state, and various power classes, they all look forward to getting to know him, to communicate with him, to establish a good relationship and become friends, so as to deal with the nightmare problem that everyone fears.

It's a pity that this young man is too weird. He brought a TV to the banquet, and after the emperor's speech, he just huddled in a corner and did not move.

However, His Majesty the Emperor of Beiyan, and even the Great Emperor of Zhongzhou, did not intend to introduce him to everyone, so if he is a good thing, I will only show it to you. Can you still see it, but not touch it?

After all, they are all people with status and status. If they hear the signal of rejection and introduce themselves, they will lose their dignity.

After those emperors walked around and socialized.

The reception under Chi Ding's family finally reached a hot spot.

He Shenglang, who presided over the reception, walked to the banquet stage and introduced a master of modern music to everyone.

With the applause of the crowd, the middle-aged artist sang a song suitable for the reception into the microphone.

However, those who stand here should be admirers, and palace music should be played here, not a mess of foreign electronic music instruments.

Of course, it has to be said that for the artists who can come here to perform, she must have accumulated enough to fascinate everyone.

The propaganda outlet has already thought about the title of the big newspaper, the process of the royal family's reform and enthronement, and the unification of the people of the world to enjoy the joy together.

However, Yuan Gaozhi, who was sitting in front of Jiang Gezi, said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Did you smell it?"

Jiang Gezi kept his eyes on the stage and asked without looking at him, "What?"

However, Yuan Gaozhi squinted his eyes, and said with a fascinated face: "I heard that the era of national entertainment has arrived?"

"Well, what do you say?"

A child of a real aristocratic family, a child of a bureaucratic family, a young man sleeping on a pile of money in the center of power.

Even though he is not so smart, he has a sense of smell and perception that ordinary people don't have.

Yuan Gaozhi opened his eyes, swung his wine glass, looked at the stage and said:

"In the past, whether it was the emperor's enthronement or other receptions, secular music could not enter Chidingmen. They told me that tonight's artists spent a lot of money to be on stage."

"Oh?"

"Everyone knows that our great emperor is short of money. However, those people don't know. The political teacher at my family told me that if this kind of embarrassment occurs in an ordinary empire, for the sake of national stability, the propaganda department It will leap forward at the cutting edge of the times and create an illusion for the people that the country is rich and the people are strong. This method is called in the books, creating national happiness! So I say that the era of entertainment has come, and all propaganda outlets in the future will definitely use the theme of entertaining the world , singing Kyushu."

Uh... can we still analyze it like this?

Poor Jiang Gezi, who had never seen the world, turned his face to look at Yuan Gaozhi.

Yuan Gaozhi didn't realize that Jiang Gezi had been shocked by his little analysis of political affairs.

He still muttered softly: "In addition to entertainment for the whole people, everyone is happy, we can analyze from various materials that when the royal family is weak, in order to deserve the people's trust in the country and the new regime, we must clean up the moths inside. , a political storm to overthrow political opponents in the name of anti-corruption is coming..."

Having said that, he turned his face and smiled at Jiang Gezi and said, "You know the one from the discussion party, right?"

I know shit!The party of ceremonies is shrimp rice bowl cake?

Jiang Gezi didn't know anything, but still nodded, and said with a heavy and deep expression:

"Well, you said."

"Ms. Cao Lixun was born in a poor family and has never been used to people like us. However, this time the royal family has withdrawn, how can she take a seat in Congress? She thinks beautiful, just relying on her political means of primary education? She understands the Kyushu. The country? Does she understand the real personality of Kyushu people? So, I heard it was the one..."

He pointed his chin at the venue, and nodded to His Majesty, who seemed to be enjoying the music: "Our Majesty pushed out Ning Dangzhao, the President of Chu State. I heard that the President who is famous for his integrity, That’s exactly what they meant, they made an appointment to go fishing next week, you know about that, right?”

Jiang Gezi had a confused expression on his face, what are you talking about? After he digested it for a long time, he asked Yuan Gaozhi with a strange expression: "Isn't that from Chu State born from a poor family?"

I'm sorry, Mother Earth, but my world view is still small, and I've lost face to you, Mother Earth.

He said a lot of words, I know the words, this shrimp Ning Dangzhao, I know him, that's because Chang Hui used to belong to the state of Chu, this is the president of the state of Chu.

Yuan Gaozhi looked at Jiang Gezi in astonishment. He could analyze dozens of clues from Jiang Gezi's words.

He stared at him, and finally showed a really envious expression on his cheeks and said: "Well, I really envy you, your outer wall is as hard as iron, and your emperor finally raised you into a ~ everything Don't worry little cutie..."

"what?"

"Don't you know? My sister, oh, is the one who bought the TV station. Her new fiancé is Ning Dangzhao, and our supreme queen is the introducer."

"...So, you came to me to mutter nonsense all night, just to show off, will you become the brother-in-law of the president of Kyushu?"

"puff……"