Tokyo Sound

"In fact, learning is about understanding the world, and the essence of wisdom is the perseverance to seek to know what one does not know. Credits and GPA are just the extras of the secular world." The dean chuckled, "I was also very rebellious when I was young. I just understood what my own 'beauty' was."

"beautiful?"

"There are all kinds of beauty. It's the gorgeous fireworks, the dazzling spotlights on the stage, the intoxicating red lights and green wine, the colorful costumes of the festival, the black and white silent poems of a thousand years, and even, haha, the heavy and inexhaustible wealth, the great power to wield the clouds. All mortals live to obtain that beauty."

The dean narrowed his eyes, put his hands behind his back and walked. From the outside, he even looked like an old social animal who worked hard all day and was looking forward to retirement. But at this moment, he exuded a different kind of charm.

"I have always had a longing and even affection for Chinese characters and ancient East Asian culture since I was a child. Thirty-five years ago, when I took a thick book from the old bookshelf in the General Library and flipped through it, I felt as if I was resonating with the ancient philosophers who had also read the book, and I was deeply moved."

"Any subject in the Faculty of Arts is based on all the activities in the long history of mankind and those still going on today. It is a subject that questions the roots of mankind and human society from a perspective of looking down on time and space. No matter how far away the object of study is in time and space, no matter how profound and obscure it is, it must inherit the great legacy left by our predecessors, create new wisdom and leave it to future generations, like a bridge that tightly connects the past, present and future - 'Literature' is the symbol of this bridge. It is also the 'beauty' that I pursue all my life."

"Even scientists pursue beauty. Einstein was like a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder. His sensibility and sense of smell also helped him analyze the world. It was probably a feeling of 'such a beautiful and balanced formula, how could God use it to communicate with all things?'"

"How about you, young man who is well-read?"

The old teacher suddenly cast a sharp gaze, with a very aggressive and predatory question. At this moment, he turned into a king who had the power of life and death over the students' academic records.

It turned out that there was an ambush here. Yin Ze was silent for a moment.

"To be honest, all I know about aesthetics is the history of art... I have a poor literary background and only know a few insignificant aesthetics."

"It just so happens that I know a little bit about this, so you can speak freely and boldly."

The dean did not retract his murderous intent, but smiled with a hidden ulterior motive.

"Baroque? Rococo? Renaissance? Where is your heart? Fauvism, Cubism, Futurism, Dadaism, visual art, performance art, where did you study?"

As expected of a Showa man who participated in student movements, and as expected of one of the leaders of a top university, he seems unconventional, but is in fact extremely strict. When it comes to the sharpness of his bloodthirsty fangs as an educator, the unmarried Principal Koizumi cannot be compared to him.

Yin Ze endured the gaze and pressure that seemed to be tangible, let out a long breath, and spoke slowly.

"In 1860, the improvement of the portability of oil paint and the rise of Impressionism, as well as various slanders and commercial reasons, led to the gradual destruction of the near-perfect classical art, although it did reach its limit, reaching the world of recording and the ultimate 'beauty' of realism."

"But the greater miracle is what happened later. Even with such a mountain towering over the sky, later generations also created new paths. The souls of the predecessors became the foundation to open up infinite possibilities. Painting schools emerged one after another. Painting was no longer a victim of the invention of the camera, but a box sealed by the mind."

The man narrated slowly and the dean listened attentively.

"Monet's sunrise freezes time, Munch's scream embraces anxiety, and Dali's monsters release absurdity. The best creation is the heart speaking. Even if the master passes away and returns to the starry sky, he can still resist time, and the love left on the paper has never dissipated. Immerse yourself in it, appreciate the brushstrokes that have been stagnant for hundreds of years, travel through the dreams of our ancestors, meet frankly and laugh loudly."

"——Refined by time, this is the 'beauty' I long for."

The old teacher stared at him, as if he wanted to remember this student who was so brilliant both inside and out.

"I understand your passion and your long-cherished wish."

The dean's smile became kind again.

"Based on what you said, I will make up for your previous attendance. In addition, if you really get into the literature department, I will personally make an exception for you and give you unlimited time to make up for the exam. This way, even if you are absent again, you don't have to worry about not being able to make up for it."

"Ah, really?!"

"Of course, I mean what I say. Similarly, if you are willing to continue your studies." The dean paused, "I will personally be your mentor."

"That's still too far away..."

"But you have to be mentally prepared. In today's world, the path of pure art is not easy to pursue. After all, I am a literary worker, and the most I can do is introduce you to some famous painters and professors." The old dean sighed.

"It's okay. I'll work first and think about the rest later." Yin Ze didn't care.

"Oh? Are you really ahead of your peers?" the old dean asked excitedly, "How are your grades? What exhibitions have you participated in? What international awards have you won?"

"You misunderstood. I don't have the time, let alone the skills." Yin Ze quickly waved his hand and shook his head. "My current job is to be a voice actor in animation. I am busy with auditions and performing jokes in radio dramas all day long."

"What?" The dean thought his ears were not working well.

"Voice actor."

"???"

Chapter 24: Sakura Haruhi's Melancholy

My name is Sakura Eiji, I’m 43 years old, and although it may sound a bit conceited to say this, I am very good and a rare elite.

Graduated from the Faculty of Law at the University of Tokyo, but has already devoted himself to art. Lives in the villa area in the northeast of Minato-ku, married. Works as a manager in a famous design company and also serves as a legal advisor.

Sooner or later he will go it alone, and he has already secretly communicated with several key members. This class war has been planned for many years.

I get off work at 6 o'clock every day and never work overtime. I choose mint-flavored Marlboro cigarettes, and I only drink high-end champagne and red wine when I attend parties.

Go to bed at 11pm and sleep for 8 hours a day, leaving all the fatigue to the newcomers in the company who are in urgent need of proving their value.

The doctors say I am in very good health and my employees respect me very much. As for the mediocre president, I will replace him sooner rather than later. This is my promise to my daughter.

I am a man who loves his family. I have turned a blind eye to the secret affairs of my female secretary countless times, and I am even willing to sacrifice part of my career to maintain this peaceful and warm life. This is my attitude, and I know that this is my happiness.

However, if he really tries his best, he will not lose to any elite with enhanced struggle ability.

And now I am playing with the birds.

I've had this cockatiel for half a year, but it still can't hum "The Bells" smoothly. I named you Beethoven, what a disappointment.

Sakura Eiji sighed, added water and food to the bird, then returned to the sofa in the living room and sat down, picking up a newspaper and reading it absentmindedly.

The TV is playing the hottest workplace romance drama of the moment, titled "Hit/Capture Your Heart", and the male lead is played by the hottest idol of the moment, with a sunny and handsome image, and he is the national boyfriend, the kind that appeals to both young and old.

Now, after many twists and turns in the plot, the gentle and introverted male protagonist finally plucks up the courage to confess his love to the generous and elegant female protagonist.

"Ah~ Shouichi-kun is so handsome, his eyes seem to contain stars, and his smile is irresistible. His new single is so beautiful, it's perfect."

The young wife clutched the handkerchief in both hands, intoxicated by the exquisite face of the idol, and kept shedding tears for the twists and turns of the heart-wrenching love affair on the screen.

Sakura Eiji watched coldly.

Humph, all the glamor and beauty are just for show. The so-called first love idol and the beautiful boy once in a thousand years are nothing but tools and puppets of capital to make money.

He quickly calmed down and faced life with a smile.

"Honey, it's getting late. It's time to make dinner, right? Do you want me to help you wash the rice?"

"Wait a minute, the key plot is about to come." The wife stared at the TV with her eyes wide open.

"He'll definitely get a call midway saying that the second female lead accidentally got into a car accident and he'll be asked to rush over. As a result, the female lead will have to wait there for several hours, and the situation will return to the previous ten episodes." Sakura Eiji said disdainfully.

"How is it possible! They are going to be together today!"

The wife was unwilling to take her eyes off the screen for even a second. She was concentrating on watching the virtual couple, her mood constantly fluctuating with the picture.

Xiang Yijun was running towards the sunset, his breath was so bright, his mind kept flashing back to the past with her, his expression became more and more determined, sweat flowed down his sexy neck. On the other side, the designated heroine had arrived at the agreed place, her face flushed with anticipation.

The theme song also came out at the perfect time, and the atmosphere was raised to its highest point by all the major forces.

At this moment, the running man suddenly stopped and took out his cell phone.

"What?! Xin Zi is in trouble!"

In the close-up shot, Xiangyi's handsome face was full of exaggerated disbelief.

The theme song stopped abruptly.

In the silence, the screen began to flash back to his past with Xinzi. The line "Senior, just keep pursuing it hard, don't worry about me" kept echoing in his ears. Xiangyi looked into the distance silently, and finally chose to turn around with tears in his eyes.

"Look, what did I say? This is nothing good..."

The pillow that came with the sofa suddenly flew into his face.

"It's all your fault! You crow's mouth! Woohoo, they've already gone through so much trouble, why are you still trying to stop them! You have such a cruel heart! You're such a bastard!"

"This was decided by the screenwriter. Any normal person can guess this cliché plot, right?" Sakura Eiji defended.

"I won't listen. I'm so annoyed. You figure out how to make dinner yourself!"

The wife quickly changed her clothes and went out. I guess she was going to Roppongi [Note: Tokyo's famous commercial street] with her friends again. Before leaving, she even took some bastard's credit card with her.

Standing alone in the entrance hall, listening to the heavy sound of the door closing, Sakura Eiji felt sad.

After all, has this relationship become boring? The vows, the shyness, the throbbing, have all slowly subsided with the passage of time, and turned into dust and smoke, leaving only yellowed wedding photos and an empty home.

My efforts and hard work are no match for that damn, Xiang Yijun's hypocritical business smile. And when money and love can't keep a woman's heart, it means that the fate is really over.

But how can I explain this to my underage daughter?

I'm so useless that I can't even give my child a complete home.

Sakura Eiji came to his senses from his thoughts and looked down at his Rolex watch.

It's almost time for the evening news.

Order takeout, it's impossible to do it yourself, so just watch the show before it's delivered.

After all, that intellectual female host in black stockings with amazing hip and waistline has tuned back to this channel, hehe.

However, when he returned, he found that the TV had been occupied again. His lovely, lively, and charming daughter had sat in his wife's former seat.

——Staring at the TV intently, just like before.

Is it the national boyfriend again? !

Sakura Eiji's expression twisted, and an indescribable dark aura rose from behind him. When he held his breath and walked closer... the gorgeous special effects, exaggerated lines, and tense shots, it turned out that he was watching an animation, what a false alarm.

The doting smile that belonged to his father returned, and the dark atmosphere dissipated in an instant. Sakura Eiji sat next to the girl and asked kindly, "What are you looking at?"

"The dark reincarnation fantasy I recorded last night." Sakura Ayane said lazily.

He had never heard of it and didn't know what it was, but he nodded anyway.

Anyway, as long as he is not the kind of evil demon who can threaten his family status and his beloved ranking in the family, it will be fine.

You quickly healed my wounded heart and are worthy of being my innocent little cotton-padded jacket and my lover in my previous life.

"Okay, let's watch anime." Sakura Eiji said happily, "By the way, didn't you say recently that you also participated in a work? When will it be broadcast? Dad also wants to see Ayane shine."

"Huh? I don't want to say it because it's so embarrassing."

"You are an actor, how can you have such unprofessional and childish ideas? How can the crew make money without publicity?" The father taught, "Do you need me to support you? I can organize the employees to watch it under the pretext of team building!"

"No, no, you should go to the study and do your own thing."

"As a parent, what's wrong with watching animation with your children?"

"I am working, watching other people's performances to improve my own skills."

A few minutes later, the pillar of the family came to his own small courtyard, looked up at the sky and thought about life.

Before you know it, the children have grown up and will drive him away.

Although she used to be so lovable, delicate and sensitive, she has become increasingly busy lately and has gradually lost patience with her old father.

Could it be that... an elite like me is also going to face a mid-life crisis?

Inside the house, Sakura Ayane folded her hands and finished watching the episode with a rigorous attitude, almost as if she was doing reading comprehension.

In this episode's flashback, Elredo appeared again and was pulled out and whipped for about ten seconds.

Princess Pantyhose's performance seemed a little too exaggerated to her.

As for the rest, it's not very important.

I took out my cell phone and browsed the Internet.

Since the broadcast of "Darkness Reincarnation Fantasy", it has maintained a high-quality and exciting plot. The popularity is already very good, and there are more discussions with tags and entries. This is especially true for the official account, which has been diligently posting advertisements and interacting all day long.

Now I just reposted a tweet of Pitch Black Dream Talk to promote it. It is the first and most memorable one.

In addition to the basic information, a limited work photo is also included. The petite girl in the sailor suit and the tall and refreshing boy hold the original work together and smile at the camera.

"Unexpectedly funny, both in and outside the show"

"Aren't the voice actors too good-looking?!"

"The real Aledo and Panisse (laughs)"

"I've listened to the fourth episode. Thanks for exposing yourself. I've laughed. For the sake of the audience, please be a guest more often."

"You're the one who abandoned your childhood sweetheart, not only didn't admit your mistake when we broke up, but also asked for the engagement ring back, Yeluan Sword King, you're really despicable now."

"It's great to be young. In the photos, both of them look like they are enjoying their work."

"We talked about love twice, it seems like we have a good relationship."

"I got the bonus. Keep going. I'll keep supporting you!"

"Soni-san, please hurry up with the subtitles for the first episode. I want to experience the forbidden double sacred star sinking."

The comment section was full of joy and laughter.

The girl fell into deep thought.