Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

Chapter 473: Receive the award on behalf of others?

“Without your support, I wouldn’t be able to get here. Maybe I’d still be somewhere alone, confused and hesitant.”

"I know that the current Hoshina Hanami still has a lot of shortcomings compared to the title of 'Best Singer'."

Having said that, Hoshina Hanami lowered her head slightly and took a deep breath.

"This kid is still that unconfident crybaby. He has already won first place. He should show some courage... Hululu..."

"Hey, President Tachibana himself is the one crying even harder, right?"

"The snot is flying towards me, like some kind of dirty thing, stay away from me!"

At some point, Ryoko Tachibana stood beside Xia Fan and Higashino Yoshiei, holding a white silk scarf in her hand and looking at Hoshina Hanami on the stage with tears streaming down her face...

If you don’t know, you might think he is a father or mother who is seeing his daughter off to get married.

"So, I want to make a promise with everyone..."

At the same time, Hoshina Hanami on the stage raised her head and looked down at the audience with a calm and confident look in her eyes...

"I will definitely work harder to become a better Hoshina Hanami who deserves this award!"

"Please continue to give me guidance in the future!"

She held her head high, smiled brightly, and raised her little finger to the front of the stage.

"Miss Hoshina... so cute..."

"The whole person is so shiny..."

At this moment, Hoshina Hanami was shining with unprecedented confidence, and the audiences in the audience felt their hearts were struck hard by the girl's unique vitality and charm.

"It's an appointment!!!"

"Ms. Xingming, no matter day or night, I will always be watching you!"

"Hey, hey, perverted peeping Tom, stay away from our Hanami!!!"

The fanatical fans of "Sakura Guards" responded loudly with tears in their eyes, as if they were looking at their daughter who had achieved academic success.

"Today's flower viewing is much more dazzling than usual. Although a lot of things happened, I'm glad to be back..."

On one side of the stage, looking at the lively scene, Xia Fan also revealed a relieved smile.

"Ok?"

He suddenly realized that Hoshina Hanami's slightly raised little finger was not facing the front of the stage, but was slanted to one side, coming straight towards him.

The next second, their eyes met in the air.

"..."

Instead of having the usual flickering look in her eyes, Hoshina Hanami on the stage had a slightly red cheek, but she stared at Xia Fan with exceptional firmness and intensity.

"Do you mean to say that you have fulfilled your promise?"

After being stunned for a moment, Xia Fan smiled with relief and extended his little finger to the other party through the air.

"Xia Jun, you feel my feelings."

After getting a response, the smile on Hoshina Hanami's face became even sweeter.

"Hoshina Hanami! Hoshina Hanami!"

"She smiled at me!"

"You're obviously smiling at me!"

This smile, like that of a girl in love, made the screams of the die-hard fans in the audience even louder.

"As expected of a newcomer, your speech is full of energy. Congratulations again, Ms. Hoshina..."

"Well, the next award to be presented is the 'Best Creation Award', and the winner is the teacher 'Xiafan' who independently created 'Sakura'..." When the audience's enthusiasm died down a little, the host handed another trophy to Yoshihiro Kishimoto.

"Then, according to the request of Teacher 'Xia Fan', Miss Xingming will take over..."

Before he finished speaking, Yoshihiro Kishimoto, who was supposed to continue presenting the awards, was already striding down to the stage with the trophy in his hands.

"Wait, Mr. Kishimoto, you should go this way and give the trophy to..."

For the first time in his hosting career, he encountered a situation where the award presenter left without saying goodbye with the trophy. The host was wondering if Mr. Kishimoto had Alzheimer's disease or amnesia, and he chased after Yoshihiro Kishimoto with sweat all over his face...

"Hey... kid, take it, it's yours!"

Yoshihiro Kishimoto strode up to Xia Fan and calmly placed the trophy in his hands.

"what?"

Xia Fan, holding the trophy in both hands, instantly became the focus of everyone's attention.

"Am I seeing right, Mr. Kishimoto? Why did you give the trophy for the best creator to Xia Fan?"

"Could it be that he is getting old and confused?"

"Or is this some kind of 'entertainment segment' specially arranged by the organizer?"

The atmosphere at the entire award ceremony was frozen with embarrassment and gradually became silent.

"Damn it, Kishimoto, this old man is so undisciplined..."

Unlike the others who were curious, embarrassed, and trying not to laugh, Zhou Fang, who was sitting in the first row, had a drop of cold sweat on his forehead...

"Higuchi... it's me... Did everyone in the music club sign the confidentiality agreement? And were the confidentiality details also announced individually?"

He silently took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"If everyone has signed, does that include Kishimoto? Has he signed yet..."

"What? He hasn't come to the company for a long time, so I haven't found a chance to tell him about this, and the agreement hasn't been signed yet?"

"Idiots, you guys with hairless genitals and weak hands, just wait for your fingers to be cut off..."

Hearing the answer from the other end of the phone, Zhou Fang's face turned pale and he began to scold in a low voice.

"Xia Fan, this conspicuous bag, are you here to stir up trouble at the award ceremony today? Now, I'm afraid that even the 'non-disclosure agreement' can't hide you!"

"I hope that after tonight, someone will still remember the musician Sakamoto Shu who won fourth place for original songwriting..."

Sitting in the corner of the last row of the guest seats, Hideo Sakamoto, who had been acting as a "transparent" waiting to receive the award, smiled bitterly and slapped his forehead.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kishimoto, I must have not explained it clearly just now..."

On the other side, the host following behind Kishimoto forced a smile and took the responsibility on himself, but in his heart he was roaring, "It's over, Mr. Kishimoto actually had a seizure at the award ceremony."

"The person that Teacher Xiafan entrusted to receive the award on her behalf was Miss Xingming, not Mr. Xia Fan..."

He smiled stiffly and secretly reached out his hand, trying to take the trophy from Xia Fan's hand without making any noise.

"Accept the award on your behalf?"

Kishimoto turned around and blew his beard disdainfully.

"Isn't Xiafan himself here? He's already here, so why would we let the singer accept the award on his behalf?"

He reached out to stop the host's little action and pressed the trophy back into Xia Fan's hand.

"We are musicians behind the scenes. Although we believe in keeping a low profile and letting our works speak for us, an award of this level is a career achievement. There is no reason to rely on others to achieve it."

"The song 'Fireworks' you sang just now was really good. It once again exceeded my expectations of you. I decided to live a little longer to see where your limits are..."

Because he was very close to the host, Kishimoto's words were captured completely by the microphone and faithfully played to every corner of the ceremony through the Dolby surround speakers on the stage.

(End of this chapter)