In the dimly lit space, the spotlight made it necessary for everyone to focus their eyes on the podium, on the man standing in the center of the crowd.

The world is so big that many people can't get out of their homeland in their lifetime.

The world is small, and a place as small as Tokyo must accommodate more than 10 million people. There are even more people who pass by every day than the dorayaki that they have to eat in their lifetime.

Neon lights flickered with brilliant and bewildering light, traffic dragged swift and icy light, and the stage condensed with bright and seductive light......

What Kyosuke yearns for is such a world of flowers that you can get lost in if you don't pay attention to it.

Mikiko Hojo has always known that Kyosuke is a very powerful child who has been different since he was a child. He was destined to make a career, but from the day he left his sight and began to walk alone.

She began to worry, worried that the world would not love him unreservedly like herself, would not take care of him as meticulously as she did, and would not tell him like she did, everything would be fine.

The world, like what he feared, was crowding him out, telling him that he didn't belong here.

But, as he has always done, Kyosuke has done a great job, so good that no one can question him.

He stood on the podium and used his honor to tell those people that if the world didn't welcome him, then the rules of the world should change.

Mikiko Hojo's eyes looked at the second row of seats and looked in front of Tetsuta Shisaki.

She naturally remembered all these friends that her son brought to her home as guests, and after a little counting, she found that there was a lack of Tesaki Tetsuta.

She knew that Samisaki was not only her son's subordinate in the community, but also the partner who accompanied Kyosuke to expand his territory in society.

So she naturally paid attention to it, and then, she saw what Shisaki did to Hidenori Ishida, listened to her son's words, and thought about the previous newspaper.

Oh~ This, is it the one who doesn't welcome his own son and asks him to go back to drawing children's comics?

"Xiaoshi, that person, did you say bad things about Kyosuke in the newspaper before?" Mikiko Hojo asked softly.

"Huh?"

As soon as he heard this, Yingli Lili, who instantly pricked up her ears, stopped talking, and even Xiao Jia Shizi stopped laughing, turned her head, and barked her little tiger teeth with Yingli Li. Yukino and Miki also looked over.

"Huh?"

Unlike the reaction of Ying Lili and others, Kasumigaoka Shiyu was a little panicked for the first time.

"Which, which?"

The dress is full of elegance and generosity, and standing with Ying Lili is like the queen and princess's Kasumigaoka, and he actually stammered. The usual acting skills are also like running out of experience cards, and anyone can see what she is hiding.

Even the sloppy king Yingli pear looked at it suspiciously.

Mikiko Hojo stared at the little girl's face for half a second, and then laughed:

"Hey, the photo is over, the reporter is going to interview Kyosuke, hurry up and concentrate."

This stupid beauty didn't continue to ask, she knew that if it was really as she thought, then there would definitely be a repertoire in the future.

Ying Lili didn't look at the ceremony stage for the first time, but turned her little head around looking for the person Aunt Mi Jizi said, and the same action as her, as well as Xiao Jiashizi. The two actually have a tacit understanding, and no one wants Mikiko Hojo to ask. No, it's not so much a tacit understanding as it ...... The idea was surprisingly agreed.

Although she was wearing contact lenses, she still couldn't find the person Kyosuke's mother said, and after turning her head, her eyes met Kashiko in Kasumigaoka's arms, and then the two looked at Kasumigaoka together.

Suspicious!

After finishing the photoshoot, Amamiya Miki quietly stroked his chest when he turned around and walked to the emcee stand, feeling the residual touch on Kyosuke Hojo's arm.

Really, very strong muscles.

"Then, next is the question and answer session from reporters."

A staff member came over and wanted to help Kyosuke Hojo take the bouquet in his hand so that he could speak with the microphone, but how could Kyosuke Hojo let go of the flowers in his hand? He immediately smiled and shook his head in refusal.

Seeing his resolute attitude, and considering that the bouquet in the hands of ordinary people that seemed to be a little obstructive was actually like an embellishment in front of his tall body, the staff didn't force it, but just handed the microphone over.

It is not up to him to decide which reporter to ask questions, but the master of ceremonies decides based on the relationship between those newspapers and magazines and the main house awards.

However, "Weekly Wenchun", as the neon No. 1 gossip magazine, took the initiative to report on the Honya Awards for the first time, and the people on the executive committee still paid a certain amount of attention and wrote their names first in the ranking.

"So, let's ask questions from the newspaper in turn, and if you have any questions, please raise your hand." Amamiya Miki spoke in a gentle voice.

The reporters sitting in the first row also raised their hands one after another, and some of them were very active, looking like they had just entered the industry.

"Okay, then please "Weekly Wenchun".

"Thank you."

Yoshitoki Hirota took the microphone, thanked him first, and then opened a small notebook the size of his palm, and raised his head to look at the stage.

"First of all, congratulations to Hojo-sensei for winning the 2015 Honya Grand Prix, and I would like to ask for your advice."

"Please advise." Kyosuke Hojo also replied.

"I was really taken aback when I found out that Hojo-sensei's work was included in the Honya Grand Prize, and when I saw you pick up the trophy, I took it for granted."

Oh~ Sure enough, an old friend can talk! Kyosuke Hojo nodded his head when he heard this. Well, a nod of thanks.

"I don't know if you have noticed, your score is the highest since the establishment of the House Awards, and no one has ever been able to reach 700 points! It's really, really amazing. ”

Yoshitoki Hirota used a lot of exclamations, and it was almost like a child seeing an Ultraman warrior for the first time.

In the second round of voting, each person can choose the top three in their minds, with three points for the first place and two points for the second place...... It's not a simple vote.

"Well, I noticed that I was stunned and thought to myself, how is this possible, I really appreciate the love of everyone at the bookstore." Kyosuke Hojo smiled and bowed again.

"Ah, it's really Hojo-sensei, at such an exciting moment, to be able to notice such details, it's as genius as Ishigami!"

Yoshitoki Hirota didn't look like he was here to ask a question at all, it was like he was paid to invite the atmosphere team.

Hidenori Ishida, who was sitting in the back, listened to his praise of Kyosuke Hojo, and his teeth were about to crush. I thought to myself, this guy is indeed the same as the stone god, a cold-blooded killer, a violent maniac.

However, there were a lot of people present who didn't know about it, and several reporters next to them quickly took out their notes. As a country rich in all kinds of immortals, and very keen on anything that breaks the record, this kind of information is completely to be put in the first column.

"Not only did he break through the highest score, but in terms of age, Hojo-sensei was also the youngest among all the winners, or the shortlist, and he was the winner of the first year of high school, which is simply a genius that only appears in the middle. A fairy tale of beauty. ”

This belongs to everyone, after all, since the debut of Kyosuke Hojo, his age has always been the most popular. Proponents use this to prove his genius, and opponents use it to show his unreliability, saying that his work is all children's graffiti.

However, after the title of "Honya Grand Prize Winner of the First Year of High School" was said from Yoshitoki Hirota, the attendees all gasped, and a buzzing exclamation rang out in the otherwise quiet venue.

"Hey, Ingie, what were we doing in our freshman year of high school?" Ryuji asked in a whisper.

"Huh? Is your head broken? Ryuuji, of course, is picking up girls. Hideji Onizuka said as a matter of course, what else can they do besides picking up girls?

"You forgot about fighting." Ryuji first nodded, then retorted.

"Isn't fighting life?"

"Well, that's right."

Listening to the words of the previous people, Ichiro Hojo rubbed his chin and began to think about what he was doing in his first year of high school.

Well, it seems......

"I'm also picking up girls like a fool." Mikiko Hojo snickered, just like Sakura said that his wife was currently guilty, as if that "girl" was not herself.

"Ahem, that's our youth." Ichiro Hojo's old face flushed.

"There is no one before and no one after us."

Hirota Yoshitoki used this sentence unceremoniously, because before the table Hojo Kyosuke, there was only one 600 points, which is a hundred points less than him, such a record, unless the Honya Awards increase the number of voters, it is difficult for any latecomer to surpass.

Oh, of course, Hojo-sensei himself should be able to, after all, he is the one who works miracles.

"It's unbelievable that you will have doubts about your own life. In addition to these two items, Hojo-sensei's work "The Devotion of Suspect X" is the first mystery book ever to win the first prize. Not those stories in the shell of reasoning, but reasoning in its purest! ”

Yoshitoki Hirota said impassionedly, and his tone was so fierce that Amamiya Miki on the stage wondered if he was invited by the chairman to applaud. I haven't had a chance to say these things myself, after all, this is too much of a suspicion of self-praise.

"It's an impossible miracle!"

If it is snow under the snow here, it will inevitably be criticized for the words "impossible" and "miracle" stacked together, which has no practical meaning at all.

But she didn't, and now she was listening to her sister's bombardment in pain.

"Tooth white! If I was so good, it wasn't my mother and I who visited Kyosuke, it was he who visited me. ”

Listening to the words of the reporter on TV, Yang Nai, who was sitting on the sofa with a pair of snow-white beautiful legs, screamed, and the one in his hand was swayed indiscriminately. Of course, Yukino would not have received a response to this, but she didn't care either, and asked again.

"Koyukino, what were you doing when you were a freshman in high school?"

Under the snow, Xue Nai seems to be incarnated as Dharma, silently, quietly watching TV, as if there is no fluctuation in his heart.

Ignored again, Yang Nai just smiled. Just from her sister's pale blue eyes, which kept flickering, she could guess what was going on in her mind.

"Alas, what should I do, Kyosuke is so good, how can I trick him into being Kyosuke under the snow? Even participating in an award ceremony can make the master of ceremonies like him. Such a boy must be super popular in school. ”

She looked at her sister:

"Nana, Koyukino, are there a lot of girls in your school who are pursuing Kyosuke? Are there a lot of girls who follow him all day long? ”

Under the snow, Yukino picked up the remote control and turned up the volume.

Chasing Kyosuke Hojo? With Sakura and Glass by his side, how can there be a girl who doesn't know how to get up? As for following him all day long? Sister, what the hell was she thinking? People are not toys without thoughts, how can they ......

Yes......

The girl's eyes widened.

No, no, no, I was just, looking for what I wanted, and I didn't go to Kyosuke Hojo's house for two days in a row, not for the kind of reason my sister said.

"Really? The first award-winning reasoning? ”

"It seems to be true, it really is the first one! How many records are there to break in this house! ”

"What is this guy Hirota doing, hurry up and let me ask! It's too rude, so much nonsense, be careful that the organizer won't invite him next time. ”

"Can you contact Hojo-sensei's parents to come up with a book that teaches parenting?"

……

Hearing the three bombs of Yoshitoki Hirota, the scene got a little out of control for a moment.

Any one of these three alone is enough to make the winner an existence that surpasses his predecessors, and the three together, really like he said, are "impossible miracles".

What? Meaningless repetitive words? This is called an accentuated tone, do you understand, are there so many editors in the editorial department, all of them graduated from third-rate universities!

"I think it's not just me, but many people are curious about how Hojo-sensei came to create such a great book. If you can, please share your experience. ”

Yoshitoki Hirota finally asked his own question.

I have to say that after that series of foreshadowing, this ordinary problem can no longer be ordinary, and it really whets everyone's appetite.

Well...... How was it created?

You're asking a good question, and it's good that I can't explain it to you.

Kyosuke Hojo felt that if Shiyu-senpai was on stage now and served as her mouthpiece, she would surely say, "This is a genius thing, and it is difficult to explain it to you." If you can understand, then you don't need to learn from the experience. ”

But that is Kasumigaoka Shiha, who doesn't care about the eyes of the outside world, not the sophisticated and sophisticated Kyosuke Hojo.

Faced with the reporter's question, which seemed to show his strength, he smiled at the audience and raised the microphone.

Isn't it just storytelling, do you want to be tear-jerking or funny? Even if you want to hear birds cross the sky, I can give you two sentences.

What, at least 10,000 words tomorrow.

(End of chapter)