kingnovel Chapter 504: The money is not spent
Chapter 504: The money is not spent
Note: This chapter is two chapters in one
"Well, well..." I couldn't stand this strange atmosphere, so I said directly, "Why are you all silent all of a sudden? Say something."
"No, no." Gojo Kiri showed an expression of 'I've heard it' at the right time, and said confidently, "I'm just convinced by your analysis, Yuri-chan."
"You are right!" He said sincerely, "There is still a huge gap between me and the original master, like the abyss. This gap is so huge that it is as difficult to catch up as the Mariana Trench."
"It hasn't come to that point yet..."
"No one really understands Gojo Satoru better than you!"
What kind of talk is that? Isn't my previous disclaimer in vain?
“No, no.” I waved my hands and said modestly, “I’ve already said that the above is just based on my personal understanding and is not authoritative.”
"Teacher, if you don't want to develop in that direction, you can still be outstanding if you act in your own way."
Even with just this face and figure, she can already get a lot of tickets.
"Why isn't it authoritative?" Xia Yujie had a faint smile in his eyes. He glanced at the phone page on Gojo Kiri's left hand that was still recording, and said happily and comfortably, "We all think what you said makes sense."
"In fact, we would also like to hear your unique views on Geto Suguru and Shiori Fushiguro."
"Eh?" I was stunned, blinked, and asked, "Do the two teachers need it too?"
"In fact, I am also confused about how to play the role of Geto Suguru." He pounded his forehead, a distressed look on his face, "So, could you please tell me in more detail how much room there is for us to catch up with the original master?"
"Ah..." It's hard to refuse when you say that.
"Okay. This is it." I circled my index finger around the end of my hair several times. I thought about it carefully, considered it, and then said, "Actually, your performance as Geto Suguru is already very good, teacher."
"It's about 80% similar to the character in the anime."
"Only 80%?" He tilted his head and asked in a persuasive manner, "Then where is the difference in the remaining 20%?"
"There is a detail...I have always been a little concerned about it."
"What details?"
"Yes, I mentioned it to you once before." I said awkwardly, "You acted too gentle, not aggressive at all."
"Hmm?" Xia Youjie looked at me and asked in confusion, "Is this also a disadvantage?"
"Of course it's not a disadvantage if you consider it yourself."
Whenever I came across a topic of interest, my voice unconsciously rose. I took out my phone from my pocket, pointed at the photo they sent me, and broke down my analysis and told him clearly, "But how could he be so gentle to Geto Xiayou?"
"Wait. Do you think Geto Suguru is not as gentle as Gojo Satoru?"
"That's not the case." I stroked my chin, glanced at Gojo Kiri, turned around and said, "It can only be said that Gojo Satoru radiates a wider range, while Xiayou Jie is only gentle to his own people."
"Hey, Yuri-chan!" Hearing this, Gojo Kiri complained, "What radiation? You're talking about me as if I were some dangerous weapon of mass destruction."
"No, no, I was just praising your fraternity." I waved my hand at him perfunctorily and said, "Anyway, that's what I meant."
"But Geto Suguru is a defected curse master after all." I propped up my chin and recalled the Geto Suguru who appeared in the zero volume of the manga, "He will definitely show the evil side of his personality."
"Having lost so many people, he became angry at the world and naturally began to hate ordinary people. So after leaving the academy, he became numb and tired. The kind of desperation and cruelty that came from straying from his original path—"
"It's just cosplay." I spread my hands, shrugged, and said, "But I can't see any trace of it in you, teacher."
"If you play the role of Gao Zhuanjie, it's easy, but if you play the role of the leader Jie... Teacher, you are not yet mature enough."
"............" After hearing this, Xia Yujie was silent for a while, and replied with a sigh, "If I failed to let you see that shadow, it's probably because I can't find a corner as desperate as his in my life now."
"After all, like you, I can now laugh sincerely in this world."
"Ah... maybe it's because this state is too difficult to find in life." I twirled the straw in the cup, nodded in agreement, and said, "Sure enough, acting is not that easy."
I remember that there seemed to be two completely different schools of performance: academic school and experiential school. It seems that they both tend to be more experiential?
It seems that there was a scout who wanted to discover me before and find out if I could be an underground idol or an actor. He talked a lot of things about me, but I wasn’t very interested, so I turned him down on the spot.
"Luckily I don't have to act." I let out a long sigh and said, "It's really difficult."
"Yeah." Gojo Kiri wrinkled her nose as if she remembered something and said to me, "Yuri-chan, your acting is really terrible. I can see through it at a glance."
"Then I'm not that bad," I said, "I can cheat people when I want to!"
"I won't refute what you said." My grandson Princess, who was still listening to our conversation, said coldly, "Okay, now it's my turn."
He half leaned against the table, the scar on the corner of his mouth was particularly conspicuous under the light. He raised the corner of his lips and took a sip of water nonchalantly: "In your eyes, how big is the gap between me and 'Fushiguro Shi'er?"
"Uh... this, this..." My eyes moved back and forth, and I said hesitantly, "Teacher, you don't need to say it, it's already perfect."
"That's a lie, isn't it?" Gojo Kiri stretched out his hand, poked my cheek, and said with a grin, "And you said you can deceive people whenever you want to."
"What a poor disguise, Lily-chan."
"Just say it if I ask you to." My grandson Princess glanced at me, "I won't blame you."
"Don't blame me?"
"Do not blame you."
"Okay then." I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and mustered up the courage to say, "Actually, I think you, teacher, are the worst actor among them all!"
Huhu...I just said it out loud.
"what?!"
His casual attitude was swept away, he sat up straight, his half-closed eyes widened, pointed at the two people opposite him, and said in disbelief: "In your heart, I am worse than these two?"
Looks a bit fierce.
"Listen to me, teacher." I swallowed, glanced at his charcoal-like face, and whispered, "It's just worse than theirs. Overall, it's still very authentic."
"Don't let this discourage you."
"Ahhhh, did you hear that? Don't be discouraged by this, Fushiguro." Gojo Kiri didn't have any camaraderie at all. In less than half a second, he burst into laughter, holding his belly and said, "Congratulations on winning the title of the worst in the whole show."
"Hey, kid." My granddaughter knocked on the table and said in dissatisfaction, "Tell me, how am I worse than them?"
"No, teacher." I scratched my hair and said with difficulty, "If you think carefully about Fushiguro Shinobu's character, you won't say such a thing."
"what?"
"The Sky and Tyrant who ran away from the Zenin family, a magician killer, a crazy gambler, spent all the money he got on a life of debauchery, squandered the family property until there was nothing left, and even mortgaged his son. He is an out-and-out street urchin who even Gojo Satoru couldn't stand—"
"And you." I looked around him, scanning him up and down and said, "You said you were here to work, but you came out in cosplay, but your clothes don't look like Fushiguro at all."
"What should Fushiguro Shinobu wear?"
"A tight top and grey pants."
“That’s for summer!”
“What about that sweater?” I said. “You didn’t wear the off-white sweater you wore in Shibuya.”
"Those are the clothes he wore when he was incarnated. They are not his own aesthetic taste."
"That shouldn't be your personal aesthetic." I curled my lips and said, "If you don't wear cosplay clothes, what's the point of working?"
"Then why are you only talking about me?" He seemed to be almost out of control, pointing at Gojo Kiri and Kayu Kiyoshi and saying, "Are they wearing high school teacher uniforms? Are they wearing five-piece monk's robes?"
I:"........"
"Then you have other problems."
"What's wrong?"
"In the final analysis, teacher, you—" I questioned him, "You have children, a decent job, and you wear expensive clothes. You should have a lot of money. It seems that you have a bright future."
"Your mental state is completely different from Fushiguro Shinobu." I was getting more and more excited. "May I ask what about your self-abandonment? Your self-exile? Your life of debauchery?"
"Forget gambling. I guess you don't even watch horse racing."
"I really don't watch it, but that's because--!" My grandson princess pursed the corners of her mouth downwards, her mouth moved, and she looked a little excited as if she wanted to say something.
But he was interrupted by a voice coming from behind.
"that......."
I turned my head and saw the two high school students at the nearby table.
The two finally ended their conversation, as if they had finally made up their minds. They walked in front of us arm in arm and asked quietly, "Good afternoon, everyone."
"good afternoon."
I looked at the several cos teachers next to me and understood.
They were probably like me before, coming over to ask for photos with me and to collect stamps.
However, the course of events was beyond my expectations.
"My name is Naoko Ogawa, her name is Sakura Kondo, and we are both students at Furuichi High School."
"Excuse me, are you Suzuki Yuri-senpai?" Their faces were flushed, like plump apples on a fruit tree. They looked at me with shining eyes and said, "You are Suzuki-senpai from the Aikido Club, right?"
"Eh? What's going on? Do you know me?"
Didn't they come here because they saw Gojo Wu? I just heard them discussing it.
Moreover, I am sure that I have never seen them and have never heard of these two names.
The face in front of me was completely unfamiliar.
"Ah... I was just too excited." Xiaochuan Naizi suppressed her excitement and said in a low voice, "I know you, but you probably don't know us."
"why?"
"Because you are so famous in our school." Kondo Sakura clenched her fists and said excitedly, "Not only did you win all the championships in the school's major and minor sports, but you also did a great job in your studies. You graduated with the second highest score in your grade and entered a top-ranked school in the country. Almost everyone knows you."
By the way, the first one is Pear. That guy studies himself and forces me to study, just like a monster.
"Oh, really?" I laughed awkwardly and said, "I thought I wasn't that famous."
As far as I can remember, my high school life was basically peaceful. Although the above description is true, people don’t really care about this kind of thing. At most, my classmates would pay a little more attention to it…
"I didn't expect to meet you in Hokkaido." Kondo Sakura took out her phone and blinked her big eyes sincerely. She asked, "Senior, we really admire you."
"Can you take a few pictures with us?"
"........"
Do you want to take a photo? I hesitated a little and glanced at Gojo Wu and the others.
"Just a few photos, just a few will do." Ogawa Naizi looked at my expression and said quickly, "It won't take up too much of your and the teachers' time."
"So you guys want to come together?" I asked.
"No." Gojo Kiri shook his head, looking like he wasn't very interested. He shook his head calmly and said, "They wanted to take a photo with you, Yuri-chan, so we won't take it."
"Ah, senior, can we take pictures at the entrance of the store?" Kondo Sakura pointed to the front and asked with a smile, "This restaurant is one of the characteristics of Hokkaido. We want to take a picture with the sign, which can also be regarded as a kind of check-in."
"Yeah, that's fine." Anyway, I also felt it was unnatural to pose for photos under the gaze of these teachers, so it would be better to go to a place with a little more open space.
But, I don’t know if it was because I had been sitting for too long and then suddenly stood up, but I suddenly felt like I had no strength left in my body.
A dizzying feeling.
I strained to open my eyes, and in a trance, I saw several blurred faces swaying around in the haze, just like a Ferris wheel with neon lights spinning at high speed in an amusement park.
"Lily--Lily, what's wrong with you?"
The consciousness is like falling into an airtight box, and all the sounds heard are coming from far away.
"Wake up, don't close your eyes, don't sleep."
It felt like someone was patting my cheek gently and calling my name loudly.
What's going on? I'm so sleepy...
Last night I played with my phone until one o'clock before going to bed. Does that count as staying up late?
Damn it, I am not going to die of sudden death soon...
I haven’t seen the unscrupulous parents, Li Zi hasn’t condemned me, and I haven’t even spent all the money in my card!