When Shizumi and Cheng Xiaoyu walked through the square and returned to the splendid Suntory Concert Hall, at this time they were preparing to participate in the concert, the men in suits and leather shoes and the ladies in full costume had begun to enter the venue in an orderly manner. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the number of people was large, the scene was silent and restrained, as if it was the scene of a religious ceremony.

The time of the performance is getting closer and closer, Cheng Xiaoyu and Ijiin Shizumi are also waiting in the queue to enter, but when it was their turn, they made a joke, because Ijiin Shizumi didn't pay attention at all when she received the tickets, she was holding tickets for tomorrow's performance, and of course they were denied entry.

When the staff wearing a black tuxedo and a bow tie said "Sorry!" apologetically, it embarrassed Shizumi Ijiin, who has always been calm and calm.

After withdrawing from the team sequence, Jingmei of Yijiyuan, who made a big oolong, hurriedly bowed and apologized to Cheng Xiaoyu: "I'm really sorry! Xiaoyu-kun, there was such a big mistake." She also didn't know how she could make a mistake at a critical moment, she didn't understand that the more she cared, the more sensitive she was, the easier it was to make mistakes, and at the moment she just regretted why she was thinking about what clothes to wear and what kind of makeup she was wearing, instead of checking what the ticket was.

Cheng Xiaoyu stood in the black crowd and smiled and said: "Sister Jingmei, there is no need to care too much, life is so long, everyone is experiencing it for the first time, it is inevitable that there will be some small mistakes, this is normal........ Don't worry too much about it, the afternoon organ performance is worth the ticket price. ”

Ijiin Shizumi blushed slightly, raised her head and said, "Xiaoyu-kun, thank you for your understanding, you wait first, I'll go see if there are any tickets on sale first!" After saying that, Ijiin Shizumi walked briskly towards the ticket office.

Cheng Xiaoyu was naturally hopeless, he turned his head to look at the screen on the left, the concert hall was already neatly seated, the audience was connected into a black curtain, and everyone was quietly waiting for the moment when the performance started. When conductor Kirill took the stage, Cheng Xiaoyu's mind resounded several classic fragments from Mahler's Ninth Symphony, which seemed particularly appropriate.

Cheng Xiaoyu felt that he should be able to give up, although there were still many fanatical classical fans like Cheng Xiaoyu, standing here waiting for a miracle, there were elderly people in this group, white-collar musicians, middle-aged bourgeoisie, and one or two couples, until a staff member came out and shouted, "Admission is complete", no one reluctantly turned around and left.

And Shizumi Ijiin was still on the phone while standing at the ticket window, obviously the answer was not what she wanted.

Cheng Xiaoyu glanced at Jingmei, who was still trying to make up for her mistakes, shook her head, walked up, patted her shoulder and said, "Let's go! Sister Jingmei, it's the same tomorrow." ”

Shizumi Ijiin took the phone, covered the microphone and said, "Wait, I found someone, and he said to help me find a way......."

"There's no need to be so troublesome, and now that I'm in the house, my mood is different, and I may not be able to get the best experience........ It's better to wait for tomorrow. Cheng Xiaoyu said seriously.

Yijiin Jingmei knew that what Cheng Xiaoyu said was reasonable, so she didn't insist, said sorry and goodbye to the person on the other end of the phone, and walked out of the hall with Cheng Xiaoyu, and slowly paced towards the parking lot.

When the two got into the car, Shizumi finally stopped saying sorry and said in a normal tone.

Cheng Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, started the car and left the Suntory Concert Hall, heading towards the port area.

In the winter of Tokyo, the sun has sunk into the depths of the horizon very early, the moon has slowly climbed into the clouds, Cheng Xiaoyu can look up and see that Venus has scorched and shining in the western sky, the smooth windows of the Porsche 911 reflect sharp angles in all directions, and the gray towering buildings, the roaring trams, and the neat and fine street lamps have become one with the darkness, and the city is like an island floating on a huge ocean.

When the car came to an intersection, waiting for the traffic light, the rapid sound urged Cheng Xiaoyu's nerves, after a sharp brake, a black Nissan GTR stopped at Cheng Xiaoyu's side, the huge black wheels on a circle of constantly changing color LED lights flashed with a strange light, Cheng Xiaoyu in the black road contrast can also see the front of the car and a row of LED lights keep sliding on the road.

Then the scissor door of GTR opened, and the edges of the scissor door were all flickering LED light beads, gorgeous and exaggerated, but Cheng Xiaoyu felt that it was really too shining, and at this time, a face with yellow hair and brown filter glasses was revealed from the car, and it was difficult to judge the age, he shouted at Cheng Xiaoyu: "Come and fly." ”

Cheng Xiaoyu ignored his expression and was indifferent, his yellow hair turned his thumb down, waved his hand twice, signaling that he looked down, Cheng Xiaoyu didn't bother to pay attention to him, he saw one after another brightly colored supercars parked behind him from the reflector, and the same exaggerated LED lights decorated almost the entire car, so swaggering through the market made Cheng Xiaoyu feel funny.

The GTR on Cheng Xiaoyu's side stepped on the accelerator, and the huge engine roar exploded in the narrow block, and with the "bang" sound, flames erupted from the four metal tailpipes, as if it was showing off its power to Cheng Xiaoyu.

As a rational driver who has mastered the "savage collision", since the two consecutive car accidents have caused him a lot of trouble, Cheng Xiaoyu naturally disdains such a provocation, he turned his head to Ijiin Shizumi and said: "Is this the rampant people in Tokyo?"

Shizumi shook her head and said, "No, most of the rampant people drive motorcycles, and the neon ramps are basically gone......."

The red light began to flash, the green light lit up, and what Cheng Xiaoyu didn't expect was that the black GTR in front did not close the door, but opened the doors on both sides while driving.

Cheng Xiaoyu shook his head and asked, "Do the police don't care about this?"

Shizumi Ijiin smiled helplessly and said: "You're right to ignore them, in fact, these people are not even drag racing people, they may have to obey the traffic rules better than you, these people are all playing under the law of neon, they are familiar with the camera locations in all the neighborhoods of Tokyo, and they are more familiar with the traffic rules, but you are definitely not ......... Therefore, the police, not to ignore but not to manage........"

Cheng Xiaoyu watched the convoy slowly drive away, and sure enough, their speed was not outrageous, but the engine was loud and made people feel tinnitus.

Shizumi Ijiin continued, "Although they are in accordance with the law, it is still a bit disturbing to the people, after all, the roar of the engine in the middle of the night is enough to keep people in an area awake......... But the police don't have much to do with them........"

Cheng Xiaoyu held the steering wheel in his hand and shrugged his shoulders and said: "You neon people are living too depressingly now, and even one of the most enthusiastic and noisy ethnic groups has become law-abiding. ”

Ijiin quietly looked at the yellow tail of the street lamp like a flowing fire, and said calmly, "Yes! Most of the neon young people nowadays are otaku, and the confusion and restless hormones of youth can be released in all kinds of entertainment and games, and there is no need for such a rough and rebellious way........ Because of the gradual development of the material society, all of us live within the rules and strictly abide by various rules and regulations. ”

After a pause, Yijiyuan Jingmei suddenly raised her head, looked at Cheng Xiaoyu and said, "Xiaoyu-kun, catch up and take a look........ See what they'll do?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was a little surprised by Yijiin Jingmei's request, because she looked like such a learning model who followed the rules and grew up like a child from someone else's family, Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the colorful team in front of her, and then looked at Yijiin Jingmei and said, "Are you sure?"

Ijiin Shizumi said calmly: "If you don't dare, just change me, step on the accelerator to the end, and let me tell them what drag racing is." ”

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled: "Did we drink when we ate at night?" (BGM: "幸せなトキ"---gackt, recommended MV)

Shizumi of Ijiin took her eyes off Cheng Xiaoyu's face and said: "Xiaoyu-kun, you seem to be more rebellious than anyone else, and there are countless deviant notes in your music, but the strange thing is that you yourself care more about the rules of the world, in fact, when it comes to what is right and what is wrong, in this chaotic world, it is not easy to define it like this." Do you have to live a life that completely adapts to the rules set by others? Even the occasional impulse must be suppressed, and if you are really willing to do so, you will become a puppet who cannot decide anything for yourself. Your life, in the end, is up to you. ”

Then Shizumi Ijiin said, "Actually, I think that people like you can live according to their own ideas and don't have to mind what others think........."

Cheng Xiaoyu thought to himself, it's not that he doesn't understand the truth, but if he really wants to do it, where is it so easy.

Seeing that Cheng Xiaoyu was unmoved, Yijiyuan Jingmei said, "There are no cameras or pictures on the Capital Expressway, and the speed of the car is basically conscious, so you don't dare, it seems to be a little useless........"

Cheng Xiaoyu heard "no interest" Three words, as if he was pierced by a bullet in the chest, he didn't say anything, pressed the sport mode, and then stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, the engine in front of him turned from a low roar to a high-pitched roar, the dazzling convoy that was far away began to gradually close the distance, one after another street lamps quickly retreated, the speed began to rule the elevated highway where day and night meet, this orange and yellow 911 became a scalpel that rushed forward, the hard engine roar and the non-stop forward headlights, cutting this vacated street into the only golden crack in this dark city。

At the extreme speed, Cheng Xiaoyu's adrenaline began to secrete a lot, watching one supercar after another being left behind, which made Cheng Xiaoyu feel inexplicably happy, this nervous and exciting feeling began to make his heart bigger, making him dazzle and intoxicated, the pressure and challenge of death made him nervous, blood pressure increased, his heart beat faster, hormones ran endlessly, and adrenaline was rushing.

And Ijiin Shizumi didn't have the slightest fear at all, she seemed to be more excited than Cheng Xiaoyu, she opened the window, and compared her middle finger to the black GTR that was overtaken, still opening the door.

Cheng Xiaoyu laughed inexplicably in the fierce wind that poured in from the window, he looked at the darkness in the void in front of him, and shouted loudly: "f.u.ck.the.world." ”

Shizumi Ijiin also shouted loudly out the window, "f.u.ck.the.world." ”

The afterglow of the moonlight outside the window warmly shone on her fair and glowing face, as a host, even her swearing voice was so beautiful, so that Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help but want to step forward and listen with bated breath.

As the speed increases, the light strip becomes a line, and the expressway in Tokyo is different from the capital, more like the elevated road in Shanghai, winding and twisting, and the excitement brought by the curves and tail flicks is more intense. Cheng Xiaoyu remembered playing a game called "Bay Shore Racing", and at this moment he felt that everything was so real and interesting.

Although he drove fast, Cheng Xiaoyu was still sensible, he did not let the speed out of his control, at this time the capital high-speed traffic was not much, Cheng Xiaoyu drove the 911 through the traffic quickly, and then gradually slowed down as the vehicles became dense.

"Thank you......." The brief excitement dissipated in the blood, and Cheng Xiaoyu said after a moment of silence.

"Don't care about some setbacks in life, don't care about those focused eyes, know that you are the protagonist, naturally the target of the camera, since you can't escape, you have to learn how to enjoy the temperature of the spotlight........" Shizumi Ijiin closed the window, so that the cold wind would not continue to cool the boiling soul.

Cheng Xiaoyu drove the car off the elevated road, and as the glass window closed, the whirring wind disappeared without a trace, and everything returned to calm, he asked, "Do you mean this interview?"

Shizumi Ijiin shook her head and said, "No.......... I'm talking about life. ”

. (To be continued.) )