[Comprehensive] BE saves the world

If I don't want to be on the entertainment headlines the next day with all kinds of sensational headlines, I naturally can't meet grown men at a ramen shop/izakaya/sushi restaurant on a big night, let alone call people to my apartment .

The former will cause me to be "publicized" all of a sudden, and the latter will directly develop into a UC scandal.Don't underestimate the paparazzi, the paparazzi can't make up any jokes. A self-cultivated female star like Momoe Yamaguchi was forced to sue the news media that made up more than a dozen lovers for her.

Start with a picture, and the story is all about making up.This kind of thing is simply the iron rule of the entertainment media all over the world.

So I made an appointment for a super expensive, high-end western restaurant with super security.

In this capitalist world, all problems that can be solved with money are not problems.

When I saw John in the revolving restaurant on the top floor, I was in a trance.

The blond young man from Eastern Europe sat there quietly, his statue-like handsome and elegant face hadn't changed much from seven years ago.After I greeted him, those baby blue eyes looked over slowly, like a lake reflecting the autumn sky, clear and calm, without even a trace of ripple, only a slight smile, faintly from the blue eyes The pan came up.

"Long time no see, Mana."

There are not many people who can treat me as usual after my status has changed, except for Elizabeth and Nero, and there is only John.

So when I'm in front of this man, I'm always relaxed.I took off my coat, took the French menu from the waiter, and ordered a few dishes at random.John didn't say anything, just picked up the water glass in front of him, and took a sip after a while.

"These dishes are all very good, John, is there anything you don't want to eat?"

I ordered a good dish to ask the young man for his opinion, but he just smiled slightly, without shaking his head or nodding, and expressed his opinion with a faint "I can do it all".

Can that be called "expression of opinion"?

"Then I'd like another one of these... Well, that's all."

I handed the menu to the waiter, and then took a sip from the water glass in front of me.Moisturized throat before remembering to apologize.

"Sorry, I asked you to meet in this kind of place."

"Do you like the scenery here?"

The blond young man turned his head sideways, his baby blue eyes quietly staring at the scenery outside the revolving restaurant.His handsome face reflected on the glass window is even more beautiful than the lights of Wanjia outside the window.With great difficulty, I took my eyes off his face and looked at the scenery outside the window.

"Why do you say that?" I asked.

"I know a person who likes to look at the lights at dusk from the top of the building." He said, "Only in a place you like, you will want to meet friends here."

"Well... how should I put it?" I looked at the sea at the end of the continuous lights. The dark sea water had a cold dim light in the night, and I could hardly distinguish it. "I can see the sea here. Although at this time, only See the dots of light on the ships."

Having said that, I pursed my lips and smiled again, stretched out my hand a little embarrassedly, and lightly drew a circle on the glass window with my fingertips, enclosing all the bright lights outside the window into this small circle.I opened my palm, and slowly pressed my palm on the light, blocking the bustling scene that had nothing to do with me.

"However, don't you think that looking at the night scene like this will give you a very distant feeling?" I said softly, "Everything seems small, as far away as if it is fake."

"It's because of this that people feel beautiful." He smiled slightly, "Just like the moon."

"moon?"

"Because of the distance, people will fall in love with the untouchable moon." That gentle gaze fell on my face, "Don't you think so?"

"Maybe." I withdrew my hand and stretched my waist very naturally, "But compared to these, I feel that the moon is very close. Recently I go home very late every day, and I can't see anything except the moon—— You can’t see the stars at night in Tokyo.”

"Tired?" He lowered his eyes, looking at the ripples swirling in the cup.The water pattern reflects the light of the crystal lamp, showing a kind of brilliant gold that is almost silver.And that reflection reflected into his pupils again, dyeing those eyes with an almost unreal color.

"It's a little bit..." I pressed my neck that was still sore, and gave a slight wry smile, "You know that, Kuroro is super strict."

Hearing my complaint, John just smiled slightly and didn't say anything.Instead, I couldn't help but slumped my shoulders, bent down, and buried my face in my arms.

"Although I also know that fans have paid to come in, it is the singer's responsibility to let them hear the best singing. Idols who don't work hard enough are not worthy of fans' love. I also really want everyone to be happy... But it's really tiring..."

It's not me, Kuroro's standards are too perverted!It's too perverted! ! !Floating down on a swing from a high altitude is a basic operation. Do you know how many dance songs this bastard arranged for this concert? 12! ! !A total of 12 songs! ! !It's all about dancing! ! !I can't just pose a few poses in front of the backup dancer, I have to do it myself! ! !Singing and dancing sounds very high, but if you really dance, the whole audience will be exhausted! ! !

That's all.There should be a few slow songs and lyrical pieces that can give me a breather, right?No wonder.Kuroro specially adjusted the arrangement of several love songs for this concert, and the difficulty of singing suddenly jumped up by at least three levels.He also adjusted my voice according to my current sound quality. Although it is true that singing in this way can make the treble clearer and brighter, but to achieve the effect he wants, singing alone can exhaust me .

Did I live a human life during this time?no.

"Then why don't you leave?"

John's voice was still steady and soft, and he couldn't hear the earth-shattering lines he just said.I raised my head with a creak, and met the gentle gaze of the young man.This is also the first time I have discovered that this man's eyes are that kind of clear blue that is almost cold.

However, the question he raised is indeed a good one.

"Leave..." I fell down again in some distress, "How should I put it... fans will be sad."

The appetizer of sherry was served first, and John picked up the small wine glass and took a sip.Then, he looked at me, his blue pupils were like the best gemstones, exuding an almost inorganic beauty.

"Do you care?" he asked.

"What?" I opened my eyes slightly.

"Will the fans be sad?" He repeated softly, "Do you care?"

"Of course I..." I couldn't help but get stuck at this point. After a while, I lowered my head helplessly, resting my forehead with one hand, and made a gesture of surrender, "You're right, I don't care that much either."

It's good to be liked, but everyone understands that people who believe too much in the so-called "fans' love" are fools.It is easy for fans to empathize with others.In such an era where star-making factories are prevalent, countless idol artists are pushed onto the stage every day.In such an era, so-called information, like other commodities, has entered a state of overproduction.Fans can like me today and someone else tomorrow.Every album will change a group of fans. Although there are long-lasting fans who will stay forever, most of the fans are mobile.

I can also say that I will persevere for the fans who have always supported me, but such words are actually meaningless in this ever-changing entertainment industry.Every year there is a new trend, and every once in a while a brand new icon grabs everyone's attention.This era makes everything replaceable.

No one is irreplaceable.

I don't know that any more.

Without me, they would naturally listen to other people's songs.It's ironic, but it's reality.Just like Jane Austen and Emily Bronte died young, it does not prevent their readers from liking other works.In the history of the world, there are so many superstars who have fallen early in the era, and I have never seen a singer whose fans will never listen to other people's songs again.

They may not love someone so much anymore, and their love is real, but... that doesn't mean I'm irreplaceable.

"But, you can't just leave like this." I also picked up the sherry wine and did it thoroughly in one breath, "...well, it's not about who..."

I wouldn't say it was for Kuroro either.I stayed here because of him, and when I said it, I felt so fake that it made people tremble all over.

After all, his favorability has been maxed out... As a savior with no affection, to put it bluntly, he is worthless to me.

Yes, our master has no conscience.

"Let's wait for a suitable opportunity."

Through the glass of sherry, I looked at the blond-haired blue-eyed Eastern European youth opposite.Under the refraction of light and glass, that beautiful face seemed to be coated with an inhuman brilliance.Like a divine light.

So I also smiled slightly, turned the cup slightly, and looked at my pale smile on the cup through the reflection of the glass covered by my fingers.

"If you leave the stage, you still have to do it beautifully."

If you don't exit in front of everyone in the most beautiful time and in the most beautiful way, you can't become a "legend".

No?