Star X Star[Skip Beat]

Chapter 106☆Behind ACT.98 Victory

Tonight's game finally came to an end with warm applause and cheers. Jingzi made up for the stiffness caused by her foot injury by virtue of her extraordinary momentum, and won the final round and squeezed into the final finals.

With the noisy background music, the man put down his long overlapping legs, snorted softly, got up from the VIP seat and walked back with his pockets in his pocket.

Walking all the way to the elevator in the VIP passage, he put on the hat on his head.Press the sunglasses tighter.

The moment the elevator door slowly closed, a slender hand blocked the rhythm of the elevator door closing.

The man in the elevator looked up subconsciously and froze suddenly.

The man who came in was taller than him, with blond hair and blue eyes, broad shoulders and long legs. Just standing in front of him and giving him a back view put him under great pressure, and he had only experienced this feeling around one person.

"You are... Tsuruga Ren." The voice of the man who came in first sounded behind the identified man.

Seeing that the people in front didn't respond, the man behind him continued to add: "You felt something was wrong when you were on stage, but now that you think about it, it's true. What Cain Heasley, you are Tsuruga That bastard Lian is right!"

A slightly deep voice came from the front, but no emotion could be heard: "Tsu Helian is right, I think the word bastard is closer to you - Bupo-kun."

"you……"

"Let's have a drink together." The elevator door leading directly to the underground garage opened with a clear "ding" sound, and Tsuruga Lian in front of her suddenly turned half sideways, looking at Bupo with an indifferent look and inviting.

Bu Poshang couldn't believe his ears.

When did they get along so well?Has he forgotten how to write the word "natural enemy"?

"Why should I go for a drink with someone like you!" Bupo strode straight out of the elevator, ignoring the people behind him.

Tsuruga Lian with blue pupils pursed her lips slightly, closed her eyes lightly, the light cast a gray shadow on his eyelashes...

"Forget it, then I'll go find Jingzi."

The footsteps carrying the flying fire meteor stopped.

"Oh, that's right," Liantou didn't go back to his parking space: "I will remember to order some juice for you."

"Tsuga Ren——!!!"

"Congratulations, Miss Kyoko."

Kyoko had already changed into her casual clothes, and ended the penultimate round of the audition.Dressed in casual clothes, she is unremarkable, even if she stands on the green passage dedicated to guests, she will be ignored as a staff member.However, Ito Makoto would not make such a mistake.

"Hi, Mr. Ito," Kyoko nodded slightly, and asked with a smile, "Is work over?"

"Of course, all of you protagonists have left the stage, so I don't need to continue shooting." Ito Kushito approached her, and the instantly enlarged face photo had a mocking expression on it: "Don't worry, I'm partial to taking pictures of you tonight." A lot."

Kyoko blushed and lowered her head: "My photo is not important, but... if, if..."

"You want a picture of that guy Ren?"

An arrow pierced the bull's-eye, and Kyoko suddenly felt that the thick skin he imposed on himself was vulnerable, and his face was bleeding profusely from the arrow.

Do you want it, so accurate, nah.

"You like his appearance... That fellow Lian has suffered a lot."

"Eh?"

"Because..." Makoto Ito spun his long legs and leaned against the wall next to Kyoko, looked up at the corridor light on the ceiling, and recalled something: "That fellow Ren, I really don't like myself like that."

This sentence made Kyoko startled.

She knew that Lian had been trying to hide her original appearance, but she didn't know that that appearance was a burden to Lian.Inexplicably, she chuckled, she thought she knew him well, but she still didn't know him well.

Perhaps to comfort Kyoko, who seemed a little depressed at this time, Masato Ito patted her on the shoulder: "Let's not talk about him, you performed well today, which is impressive—"

"No matter how good he is, he can't compare to him." Kyoko shook her head, recalling the "Cain Heathley" who played with the dance steps in the opening group dance, "He is also a new dancer, and his dancing posture is already at the professional level. But I’m still running around the amateur door. Mr. Ito, if you comfort me like this, it will only make me feel more ashamed.”

Unexpectedly, Makoto Ito frowned suddenly when he heard the words: "New dancer?"

His doubts made Kyoko startled again. Could it be that this kind of tone...

"Why do you think he is a new dancer? When he was in the United States, he was the No.1 dancer in the school. Our state hip-hop competitions are all won by him. He didn't tell you?"

"..."

"Oh, sorry." He seemed to ask something that shouldn't be asked.

So, she, that is, doesn't know anything. "Tsuga Ren... is actually a good dancer or something... I've never heard of it."

"Lian has been very flexible since he was a child. You haven't seen him display any difficult dance skills today, such as one-handed jumps, continuous backflips..."

Backflip?

As if remembering something, Jingzi's thoughts returned to the big forest in Kyoto...

[Hey, don't cry, little Kyoko, can I perform a backflip for you? ]

On that beautiful afternoon, the gentle fairy under the golden light.

Suddenly, she laughed out loud.

Makoto Ito breathed a sigh of relief, and patted her head: "It's good to relax, just seeing your gloomy face, I was so scared that I thought I had said something wrong."

Jingzi smiled, glanced at a figure farther away from the corner of her eye, and quickly called out: "Ozawa—"

Hitomi Ozawa, who seemed to be planning to disappear, turned around awkwardly: "I have something to do, so I'm leaving."

"Hey, Ozawa..." Makoto Ito stepped forward leisurely, bent down beside her, and looked at her from bottom to top: "It seems to be much prettier, no wonder this time the competition is leading the way."

"Shut up. Am I pretty..." Ozawa Hitomi glanced at Kyoko pretending to be calm, then lowered her eyes again: "You don't need to tell me."

Masato Ito straightened up, put away the teasing expression on his face, and said resentfully: "It's rare to meet you in a place other than our cooperation, and even a little flattery will be thrown cold water by you, it's really not cute."

"Anyway, to you, I'm just a burden at work. You should be happier not seeing me." Seeing Kyoko walking over, Ozawa Hitomi hurriedly nodded to her to indicate that he was about to leave.

His knuckles slid over his lips, and Makoto Ito stared at her hasty posture thoughtfully, "...it's not a burden."

"Huh?" Ozawa raised his head sharply.

Ito Kazuto smiled heartily: "Although the requirements are many and troublesome, he is stubborn and short-tempered, proud and self-willed and likes to order others around..."

Hitomi Ozawa frowned fiercely: "Say more seriously."

"But... you are really beautiful in front of the camera."

At that moment, time seemed to stop flowing.

"From a professional point of view." Ito waved his hand and gestured to Kyoko who had just walked beside them: "I won't bother you, it seems that your relationship is much better than I imagined, I We have to make the final task handover with the program team first."

Watching the disappearing figure of Masato Ito, Kyoko quietly dropped an atomic bomb: "So, it's Mr. Ito."

Hitomi Ozawa retreated ten feet away in an instant in a posture that no one could see clearly.

Kyoko was still talking to herself, without any intention of stopping: "At that time, the person I liked who told me that I didn't deserve it was Mr. Ito."

A puff of smoke and dust passed by, and Ozawa stood next to Jingzi again, covering her mouth with his hands: "Don't say it! I don't want him to know."

"It's okay," Kyoko pulled her hand down, "He's gone far away." It felt like revenge for the moment when Ozawa exposed Lian's identity, Kyoko was a little viciously satisfied.

The two of them talked quietly as they walked towards the exit.

"He hates me." Hitomi Ozawa threw out the conclusion first without playing the cards logically.

"Why?" Kyoko recalled the scene she saw just now as an outsider, and recalled Mr. Ito's expression when she saw Ozawa and the manager of AUBE in Shibuya in a private meeting. She did not come to such a conclusion, because at that time What Ito revealed was clearly not disgust.

Ozawa seems to be very clear about the facts and boundaries, and just said quietly: "Because he is a very serious person, and I am just a stumbling block for him to work hard." Even if he occasionally praised her for being beautiful, it was only from a professional point of view. Prefixes like "before the camera" were added.

This sentence made Jingzi pause.Even though she knew she wasn't talking about herself, she couldn't help but put it into the relationship between her and Lian.

"Why do you say that about yourself? You are obviously very dedicated to work. This competition is..."

"—This time, it's different!" Ozawa Hitomi suddenly interrupted her loudly.

They stood at the end of the VIP passage, outside the glass door, as if it was raining.

This time... is different...?Hitomi Ozawa, who had always been cold-handed, said this in such an excited tone that Kyoko looked at her in shock.

"Someone... Someone told me..." Ozawa pursed his lips: "As long as I win the championship of this competition and get the position of the heroine, I can help me get rid of the original video and help me get rid of the original video from Huiming Club." Come out of the contract of hell." Her voice became lower and lower, and more and more tangled, and in the end it was almost an effort to complete the sentence: "...They said that I meet the requirements of the heroine they want, So as long as I can do my best, they will also...help me...For me, the premise of all hope is that I must get the first place."

Mogami Kyoko was completely stunned.

[I don't care!I said it - I need to worry about this position more than you do! ]

original……

[I won't get involved in this because I don't want to make enemies yet.I have my... reasons for winning. ]

in this way.

So... Hitomi Ozawa is the chosen candidate by JBS shareholders.

It was as if the clouds and mist in front of her were blown away by the wind, and she only felt that her eyes and surroundings were empty.

"I want to leave there, I want to leave the past that blocked me—" Hitomi Ozawa clenched her fists and looked at her firmly, but she couldn't restrain the tears from falling in an instant: "I know, only you are me Biggest competitor, so Kyoko...please..."

At the moment outside the glass door, the wind and rain suddenly rose up, hitting the glass like the cry of a dying beast.

"Give me the first place, okay?"

let me please...

OK……

***

He clasped his hands, hiding himself behind this, looking at the wine cabinet, it seemed that he penetrated the space and drifted into the depths of his thoughts.

The bartender behind the bar handed him a glass of wine. He glanced at it lightly, moved his right hand slightly, and put the glass in front of the person beside him.

"What did you call me here for?"

Sitting next to them are the two people who least want to get along with each other, but at this moment they are sitting next to each other.

ES bar.

Buposhang pushed away the wine glass placed in front of him, and asked with a cold face.

The person next to him sneered, his golden hair became colder and colder under the dim light of the bar as he lowered his head.

"What else do you think my connection to you is?"

Hearing this, Buposhang frowned, showing his displeasure without concealment: "What does this mean, don't think that I will let Jingzi go just because of your one or two words."

"Oh——isn't your palm empty now?" Lian turned her face with a mocking tone: "Let me help you recall, your hand was let go a year ago." The blue pupil seemed to be The frozen planet shone with an incomparably indifferent light.

"I never let go!"

"There's no need to argue about this, I'm not here to discuss this with you." Lian no longer looked at him, but just quietly stared at the wine glass in front of her, not even a drop of wine, but already slightly tipsy.

"Varied……"

"Do you know about Jingzi's mother?"

Putting aside the dissatisfaction of being interrupted for the time being, Bupo showed doubts.

Lian raised her eyebrows and snorted lightly: "So you don't know, no wonder she has been kept in the dark."

"what do you want to say in the end?!"

"This is a letter from her mother. After this competition, I hope you will pass it on to her." Lian took out a white letter from her pocket and placed it in front of Bupo.

"Why did you leave it to me?" That's what he asked, but he put the envelope away unceremoniously, but he kept slandering in his heart while stuffing it. He didn't understand why Kyoko's mother came to find him in the first place, but now It was Tsuruga Lian who took the lead. This annoying character seemed destined to be better than him forever.

But obviously Lian didn't have so many emotions, he just replied lightly: "Because this is the result of me meddling in other people's affairs, for her consideration, maybe it's best that I don't know. You represent her past, And I am her present... now, the farther away from the past, the better."

The hand that received the letter was stiff for a moment, and no one could see the faintly visible veins on the peak of the unbroken fist.

"...You will never be able to get involved in her past, but I am here in her present." Bupo's low voice, holding a breath, sounded in the air with an indistinguishable breath.

After two seconds, he still let go of his fist.

As if she didn't hear Bupo's words, Tsuruga Lian slowly finished the last sentence on her own: "Another reason for giving it to you... is that I don't know what will happen to me next."

"Tsk, what's wrong with this, do you want to explain the funeral?" Snorted coldly with disdain, Bupo simply glanced away, "I have nothing else to do, I'm leaving, seeing your face makes me irritable, and now this The face is even weirder, pretending to be a foreigner for no reason."

"This is what I am."

"I know it's not your—what did you say?"

Lian slightly lowered her head and thought about it, her thin lips parted under the shadow of the light: "At that time, was that person who always hid behind the tree intervening in her past in this way?"

For a while, Bupo hadn't come to his senses.

But, gradually...a picture of memories that had been dusty for a long time flashed back to my mind-the afternoon sun, the crying Kyoko, the boy who always wiped her tears by the forest lake.

He would never show weakness and let Kyoko know that when she ran out of Matsunoen crying, he was always the one after her.

He didn't know what to do, and he didn't know what to do. He could only watch, watch, and chase.

But that comforting hand can never be stretched out.

In the end, that hand was replaced by another good-looking foreign boy.

That young man seemed to have a unique magic power, no matter how sad he was, he could always make Kyoko smile through tears.

And I can only hide behind the tree for a long time, looking at them from a distance, and I don't know when I have been discovered.

——In the autumn when the boy left, Kyoko shed tears for a whole month.

During that time, that boy had been his undisputed idol.

He can always face the crying Kyoko bravely, try his best to make her happy, easily do what he wants to do but can't, and grasp Kyoko's emotions in one hand.And this kind of thing, when it comes to oneself, it will always be messed up.

"Who are you……''?"

This name had been repeated countless times in Kyoko's mouth, even though most of it was picked up by him inadvertently, it still made his ears callous.

Tsuruga Lian didn't speak, just raised the corners of her mouth calmly, not intending to admit it but not denying it either.

Ah.The unbroken eyebrows frowned, with a hint of self-deprecating.

I want him to know that the role of Tsuruga Ren has entered Kyoko's world since many years ago?

If Ren Tsuruga is really "he"...if...

Buposhang turned around, strode away without looking back——

Then he really lost.

When Ren Tsuruga returned to the hotel suite arranged for him by the firm, he received a text message.

He put his hand on the wall and took off his shoes in the hallway, while taking a quick glance at the sender of the text message.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help ticking, and he walked into the room and put the coat hanging on his arm on the edge of the sofa.

At this time, he has completely recovered the appearance of Tsuruga Lian, not as Cain, because there is still a battle to be fought in the next week.

Open the text message, and a line of words is in front of my eyes——

[If you try your best, is 100 points important? ]

It's too simple, no fancy text message fonts, no redundant greetings or honorifics.

Lian frowned slightly.

The finger subconsciously pressed the key to dial the number, but stopped in the next second.

Then he went back word by word.

[If the 100 points are for others, it is meaningless. ]

They have had conversations like this before.When Jingzi worked as his temporary nanny agent, she happened to be on the eve of reviewing for the exam. He watched her who was desperately trying to get the first full score. He once said to him, "Her performance is like all It’s like you have to get 100 points in all subjects.” This sentence may have liberated her who was imprisoned in the shadow of her mother at the beginning.

However, the current situation is different. He knows very well what Jingzi has paid for this competition. He suddenly sent such a suspicious message at this juncture. Before knowing the truth, he can only tell the truth according to his most instinctive thoughts. she.

[...What if, getting 100 points is only for yourself, but hurts others? ]

Tsuruga was silent.

The big palm stroked the upper and lower jaws, rubbed them back and forth, and pondered for a long time: [Follow your own heart, don't regret it. ]

There was no reply for a long time, and when he was almost falling asleep on the sofa, his phone vibrated slightly.

He picked up his phone sleepily...

[My heart told me the answer, although I don't know if it's the right one, but thank you anyway, Tsuruga-san. ]

Because of the other party's extremely serious tone, and because of the final answer, Tsuruga Ren smiled.

[Then...] He was about to go back, when the phone vibrated again.

[Also... you are really handsome today, Ren.Good night. ]

Burying himself between his palms, there was a faint blush around his ears.

Not to mention how the five players who were finally eliminated from this game complained outside the court, and also did not mention whether Er was furious when he found out the truth. Jingzi has been at school, the office, and the tumbler for the past few days. The character image of the new short play needs to be broken through, and the upcoming exam must be fully prepared. The most worrying thing is the next competition. The content of the exam has not been announced in advance, but it has to stand out from the five contestants. To be honest, Kyoko Not sure enough.Asakura is experienced in filming, Ozawa is the default candidate, Luna is very popular relying on records, and even Chizuru Saine has a backstage and fan base than her.It was really a torment to be on tenterhooks for a week.

"It must be, the outline and facial features are almost carved out of the same mold! Cain Heasley is Tsuruga-kun!"

"I think so too, but if it's Tsuruga-kun, why would you use another identity to compete? Wouldn't it be better to use your own identity?"

"Could it be the long-lost twin brother or something..."

puff--

Jingzi managed to hold back the citron tea that was about to blurt out, and squinted at the three female artists who were having a heated debate behind her.

Recently, rumors about the relationship between Cain Heathley and Tsuruga Lian have been raging, but the person involved didn't say anything, and when asked, he just smiled with "many people said that" and "not very clear". It made the already restless arts world even more like a heated iron pot, constantly stirring up this topic.

Lian's goal was achieved.

A week of warm-up, coupled with the secret hype behind the LME, pushed Cain Heasley to a new level, leaving Er with no choice but to use this name.In any case, he only owns 5% of the shares, which is not enough to control the death of a person.

She lowered her head and looked at the magazine in front of her. She bought it at a convenience store on the way back from get out of class last night.

"Forbidden Relationship: On the Inextricable Wisdom between Tsuru Helian and Cain Heathley".

It is difficult for people to ignore such a striking headline. The author knows how to catch people's attention, and the words and sentences are deliberately ambiguous. It is a pity that Jingzi may not be involved in a certain field, so he did not see the hidden meaning behind it. , I just wanted to know how the outside world viewed these two characters, so I couldn't bear to buy them.

Most of the students in the art class had activities this morning, so the class was temporarily adjusted and there was no class, so Jingzi came back to the office and sat in the rest area to review.There are two reasons for choosing this place. One is that the environment is really good, artists have their own habits, and no one disturbs them. The other is that this is the only place where "he" can be seen.

Since last week's game, he has appeared less and less, perhaps to minimize the chance of exposure before the next game.and……

In front of her falling sea, a black shadow descended.

Of course, there is more than one reason for the fearful suffering mentioned earlier, for example, the trouble in front of me.

Rita sat across from her.

"where is he?"

Jingzi lowered her head and didn't look at her, and put away the magazine casually: "You live in his house, shouldn't you know better than me?" Raising her head reflexively, Rita on the opposite side twisted a corner of the magazine with one hand crossed around her chest, and gave her a contemptuous look for a second.

"You know it's the same person, but you still buy this kind of magazine and show it to me?"

Where did this woman come from?Does the whole world revolve around her?

"I'm not like you."

Rita's eyes fell on her again.

"A lot of things don't need such an obvious purpose, just liking is enough."

A chuckle. "Simple liking, huh."

Then said: "I'm curious, how much do you know about his past?"

"..."

"Has he explained to you in detail?"

"...Of course..." Yes?If that intermittent superficial explanation counts.

"Oh, including the violent depression he needs a psychiatrist to suppress?"

The last few words, because they are technical terms, Rita said in English.

If Jingzi can't understand the words in the professional field, it can't be said that he understands them.

However, words such as "psychology, doctor" may have been translated by Rita, and the pronunciation is not wrong.

Kyoko was startled.

"Don't look for her again."

Behind him came a familiar voice.