Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

Not every performance can maintain a super high level of performance, and the guests' excitement cannot last a whole night. A roller coaster must have low points to make the high points appear dangerous and exciting. Similarly, a perfect celebration should have ups and downs. There is no doubt that the farewell ceremony of the last three top-notch gigolos should be the climax of the celebration, and the performances of these gigolos have become the "downs", "downs" and foreshadowing.

Most importantly, who could have foreseen the sudden appearance of Heracles? This unknown apprentice gigolo instantly dazzled all the regular gigolos at Takama-ga-hara with his dancing prowess. As a result, his performance became a sought-after delicacy, while the other gigolos' performances seemed like inedible chaff.

As the host, Humpback Whale came on stage at the right time to introduce the show. With decades of experience as a gigolo, he could clearly feel that the audience was not in a lively mood, even listless. There were still two farewell ceremonies to go, and Chu Zihang had not arrived yet. Logically, Humpback Whale should have a gloomy face at this time, and try his best to liven up the atmosphere of the audience.

But there was no sadness or worry on the humpback whale's face. On the contrary, he was smiling, as happy as if he had won five million in a rehearsal... No, he was even happier than that, because the humpback whale had just confirmed the content of the next performance. That person was willing to do him the honor of starring in his new play in Zheli. This was not only an honor for Takama-ga-hara, but also a blessing for all the audience tonight.

Humpback Whale waved his hand to let the cowherds in the seventh show leave the stage, and he came to the front of the stage alone.

"Is that the end? I mean, have you all used up all your energy for tonight?" The humpback whale sighed mournfully as he looked at the lifeless Kalma. "What about the next performance? Then there won't be anyone to enjoy the next one. What a waste of talent."

"It's boring! Aside from the one with Heracles, tonight's performance was pretty average!" someone in the front row shouted, "If I hadn't been waiting for Ukyo and the others, I would have left early!"

"Yeah, I specifically set aside an entire night to show me some genuine performances!" Someone in the back row agreed. "I don't want to listen to singing or watch dancing. I fought so hard to get in tonight. Don't fool me with these routine shows!"

"Where's Basara King? Where's Ukyo? Where's Sakura? When are they going to go on stage?" someone in the audience said angrily. "I'm almost sleepy waiting. Stop playing those mind-polluting songs. I'm here to see Sakura and the others. I'd rather they just stand there and watch me quietly, instead of wasting my time with these shoddy performances!"

A single stone caused a thousand ripples, and the guests' complaints became louder and louder, until the entire Takama-ga-hara was filled with complaints. The humpback whale should have worked hard to appease the guests, but he didn't... The humpback whale just watched the guests complain quietly, waiting with a smile on his face, very patient, and as soon as the complaints died down, he would announce a piece of news that would ignite the entire audience.

"Really? Aside from Basara and the other three, none of you want to watch it?" Humpback Whale asked the audience. "If the next guest hears this, he'll be sad, right?"

"Yes, we only want Basara King, Ukyo and Sakura, we don't care about anyone else!" The resentment in the audience almost turned into a torrent.

"In that case, I will go and apologize to your Master Kazama and ask him to go back home." Humpback Whale sighed and looked lost.

His voice was not loud, but it came through the microphone and the whole Takama-ga-hara could hear it clearly... The noisy crowd suddenly quieted down, and all the complaints and complaints disappeared, just because of a certain name. That name seemed to have some kind of magic, which made the noisy crowd quiet in one moment, and completely ignited the silent crowd in the next moment.

Master Kazama! They had heard correctly, it was really Master Kazama! The crowd was buzzing with discussion, and the guests, who had been lifeless just a moment ago, suddenly came alive. Questions were fired at the humpback whale on the stage like a barrage of bullets, all asking him to confirm whether Master Kazama would really be on stage in the next show.

"Of course, I guarantee it with the reputation of Takama-ga-hara." Humpback Whale took out a ribbon with "Kazama-no-Mikoto" printed on it from his lining pocket and tied it on his forehead.

Chapter 760: A Masterpiece

Humpback Whale is also a fan of Ruri Kazama, and even one of the most senior ones. He started following the boy since he just made his debut.

No one knows where Ruri Kazama came from, and no one knows who is behind him. This boy was almost born for this industry. He emerged out of nowhere and became the undisputed king of the Japanese gigolo industry in just a few years. Even veteran gigolos like Humpback Whale can only look up to him.

Seventy percent of the women who frequent male escort clubs in Japan are fans of Ruri Kazama. This is not an exaggeration at all. Even if the remaining thirty percent don't like Ruri Kazama, they have definitely heard of the famous name of this young male escort emperor. If Ruri Kazama stands in front of them, they still can't help but scream and rush up to ask for his autograph... Just like people who like to listen to Chinese songs, even if they don't like Jay Chou, if Jay Chou himself stands in front of him, they still can't help but get excited and take photos to commemorate the fact that they have seen a living star, because they are legends and benchmarks of this industry.

The name of Kazama Ruri ignited the whole audience again. A legend is indeed a legend. Even though they hadn't seen him in person, just knowing that he was about to appear on stage, the women in the audience could no longer remain reserved. They jumped, roared, and raised their arms high, just like fanatical believers welcoming the arrival of His Holiness the Pope.

"Just five minutes ago, our sound and lighting engineers finished discussing the details of tonight's performance with Master Kazama." Humpback Whale wore a fascinated smile. If the women in the audience were all fanatical believers, then he was no exception, the most brainwashed of the believers. "It's like a dream. It's hard to imagine Takama-ga-hara receiving such an honor! Master Kazama will be pouring out his art and talent in Takama-ga-hara tonight. Tonight's performance is a unique and innovative theme created by Master Kazama, and it's never been seen before!"

The cheers became louder. If the audience were a group of Kabuki masters and senior critics, the atmosphere at this moment should be quiet and solemn. Maybe some people were whispering or talking to each other, but it should be low and solemn, out of respect and awe for art... But the guests tonight are all women. As to whether they can appreciate art, it is possible, but they care more about Kazama Ruri herself. Their curiosity about the content of Kazama Ruri's innovative works is far less than what the humpback whale said, "There has never been this before."

In a sense, this is Master Kazama's "first time", and they are all witnesses of this "first time" tonight, just like being illuminated by the first ray of light emitted by the sun. What an honor and holiness it is!

This time, Humpback Whale did not leave the stage from the side and back. He made an unexpected move. He walked to the front of the stage, waved his hand to let the guests make some space, and then the burly man jumped down from the stage which was more than one meter high and stood right in front of the audience seats... Humpback Whale took out a palm-leaf fan from his lining pocket. The front of the fan was written with "Feng Jian Yu Luo" and the back was written with "Liuli Jing Chan". Combined with the white ribbon with "Feng Jian Ming" printed on his head, he looked like a real fanatic.

It was obvious that this time the humpback whale wanted to appreciate... or rather worship the performance from the perspective of an audience.

The lights on the stage suddenly went out, and then came on again in just a moment. A snow-white circle of light fell from the sky and hit the center of the stage. A woman in a long white mourning dress stood in the center of the stage, her long black hair cascading behind her like a waterfall.

There were bursts of exclamations from the audience, because the woman's appearance was too abrupt and too ghostly. The black lights only lasted for a moment. When the lights went out in the last second, there was no one on the stage. When the lights came on in the next second, there was an extra figure... No one could see how she appeared. It seemed that she had been standing there from the beginning, like a looming and erratic ghost.

Even more excited voices came from the audience, but were immediately suppressed because many people recognized that the woman on the stage was none other than Fengjian Liuli. This was his most classic and best performance style, a woman dressed as a man, or a cross-dressing... and the audience suppressed their voices because Fengjian Liuli was so beautiful when she appeared.

His face was painted with elegant makeup, with just white powder and a few light red outlines, making his face exquisite and gorgeous, and his graceful and charming figure made him look like a peerless dancer draped in a thin veil. Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but feel their hearts swayed, and no one could bear to speak, for fear that their voice would disturb this stunning beauty.

"Holy crap, is this guy a man or a woman?" Old Tang stared at the charming Fengjian Liuli on the stage with wide eyes. He said suspiciously, "Why do I feel that this guy is more beautiful than all the women in the audience? How could I be attracted to a man? Am I really gay?"

"His women's clothing is still as stunning as ever." Even after seeing Feng Jianli in this state, Caesar couldn't help but feel a stir in his heart. "How do you describe it in Chinese? Naturally charming? Stunning beauty?"

"I'll never call you a sissy again. This guy is the real sissy... He's the real monster!" Old Tang turned his head to look at Caesar, then at Lu Mingfei, "Compared to him, you're just weak!"

Caesar and Lu Mingfei looked at each other and smiled helplessly. In the Japanese gigolo industry, it was an honor to be compared with Kazama Ruri.

Even though they are all highly sought-after new gigolos, that is also because of Su Enxi's packaging and the halo of heroes. In terms of professional level and business ability, there is certainly a gap compared to Fengjian Liuli, who has dominated the Japanese gigolo industry for many years... The number of fans of Caesar, Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei combined is probably not as many as Fengjian Liuli alone. There is no way, she has been famous for so long, her fan base is there, and most of their fans overlap. Women liking them does not prevent them from loving Fengjian Liuli at the same time.

The sound of small mahogany drums came from the speakers. This was not Kabuki-za, so there was no outstanding drummer who could complement Ruri Kazama, but fortunately the sound quality in Takama-ga-hara was good enough, and using the drum music composed by Ruri Kazama would not destroy the mood.

The sound of the drums was ethereal and crisp, just like a beautiful woman standing in a quiet valley showing off her melodious voice. The sound floated from far away to nearby, like a sigh of admiration... Fengjian Liuli's figure danced to the sound of the drums.

It was a stunning and moving dance, completely different from Fingel's rock and tango-style dance just now. If Fingel paid more attention to the "form", showing the dance movements and techniques to the fullest, then Fengjian Liuli's dance paid more attention to the "meaning". It was not a complete dance, but just a small section, but people could feel the loneliness, desolation and quiet beauty from it, as if they all became the woman in this story, living alone in the mountains, longing for the arrival of the son of destiny who could save her loneliness.

As soon as Kazama Ruri stopped dancing, two more lights lit up on the stage, illuminating the side of the stage. Two guys, one old and one young, wearing robes and looking like ascetic monks appeared from there.

After seeing the faces of the two "monks" clearly, Lu Mingfei and Caesar were stunned for a moment, and then they looked at each other at the same time... They both felt an inexplicable sense of disharmony.

Not for any other reason, but because the guys who played the two ascetics were also their old acquaintances... Yaksha and Crow.

No one knew how these two had gotten into Kazama Ruri's performance. Do they even know Kabuki? But at first glance, they certainly looked like they were the real deal. And their presence must have been approved by Kazama Ruri. Otherwise, with her dedication to art, why would she allow two comedic figures on stage to disrupt things?

Two monks came to Ruri Kazama, and the elderly monk told Ruri Kazama his purpose. They came to Kumano to practice, and they had traveled a long way and were hungry. They saw a house on the mountain and wanted to stay there for one night.

Seeing this, anyone who has heard of this story can guess what Ruri Kazama is performing today. It is a segment about the "Dōjō-ji Bell" in Toriyama Sekien's "Konjac Hyakki Shiyu: Kumo no Maki". Ruri Kazama plays the protagonist of the story, Kiyohime, a female demon in ancient Japanese mythology.

At this moment, Qingji is not a monster yet, she is just an ordinary woman. Qingji agreed to the old monk's request without hesitation. She was too lonely living alone in the mountains for so long. Qingji glanced at the young monk from time to time... Anzhen played by Crow.

I have to say that Fengjian Liuli's acting skills are amazing. His eyes are moving, as if there is a pool of rippling autumn water. Just with his eyes, he can show the soft and emotional look of a woman vividly.

An Zhen also caught a glimpse of Qing Ji's gaze. Perhaps it was because his master was beside him, or perhaps it was because he was proud of his status as a monk, but whenever his eyes met Qing Ji's, he deliberately avoided them.

The lights on the stage gradually dimmed, but did not go out completely, which indicated that the time in the story had come to night. Qingji walked in the courtyard, her figure charming under the dim candlelight. She put on a newly sewn haori, picked the most beautiful white camellia flower in the yard and put it in her hair. After doing all this, she brought vegetarian dishes and tea and knocked on Anzhen's door.

An Zhen lifted the curtain, and unlike when the old monk was present during the day, the moment he saw the beautiful Qingji standing in the moonlight, the fire of desire danced in his eyes... Crow acted this scene very vividly, but even if it was someone else, seeing the charming Fengjian Liuli, their eyes would inevitably flicker.

Anzhen moved aside and Qingji entered the room. At this time, the lights on the stage were completely turned off, and candles were lit behind the curtains. Through the warm candlelight, everyone could see two entangled figures reflected on the curtains by the candlelight. Although they knew that this was a performance using borrowed positions, everyone was immersed in it and could feel the crazy love between the young monk and the beautiful woman living alone.

It was already the second day after the transfer, and the affair between Anzhen and Qingji did not escape the eyes of the old monk. Between the options of abandoning his monk status and severing ties with Qingji, Anzhen chose the former. He said goodbye to Qingji, but made an excuse that he was going to Kumano to pay homage first, and would definitely come back to find Qingji after the visit. Anzhen left, leaving Qingji waiting alone.

As the days passed, Qingji, who couldn't wait for Anzhen to return, finally realized that she had been deceived. She rushed out of the door without even having time to put on her shoes, and chased after him day and night. Her feet were worn bloody by the rugged roads and gravel in the mountains, and the wind and frost ravaged her originally beautiful face into a horrible appearance... The lights flickered on and off, like the intersection of countless days and nights. Every time the lights came on, Fengjian Liuli's face would become paler and more haggard, until finally on the stone steps leading to Dojo-ji Temple, Qingji was no longer human, neither ghost nor ghost. Her face was as pale as paper, and only the tears in the corners of her eyes were a miserable blood red.

Anzhen turned his head and saw Qingji's terrifying appearance, and ran away even more fiercely. It must be said that the crow played the villain in a hateful and vivid way. Anzhen prayed to Kumano God to trap Qingji, the monster, and he crossed the Hidaka River by boat, escaped into a golden bell in Dojo-ji Temple, and sank all the boats on the Hidaka River.

After finally escaping from the Kumano God, Kiyohime stood in front of the bottomless Hidaka River. She resolutely jumped into the surging river. The river washed away her feet. When she came ashore again, her beautiful face and graceful figure were gone, and she had turned into a monster with a human body and a snake tail.

Qingji's hatred for Anzhen turned her into a monster. The deeper her hatred, the stronger her monster power. When Qingji entered Dojo Temple, she sensed that Anzhen was hiding in the golden bell. She used her snake god to wrap around the bell, but the abbot of Dojo Temple said that the golden bell was indestructible.

Qingji was at her wit's end, and finally she set herself on fire with tears and blood. The golden giant bell was as solid as a rock, but it was also an excellent material for conducting heat. In the end, Qingji and Anzhen in the bell were all turned into black charcoal.

If you can't live with the one you love, then let's die together... Perhaps it was because of such extreme resentment that Qingji became a hateful, sad and pitiful monster.

A raging fire was burning on the stage of Takama-ga-hara. There was really a bell burning. Outside the bell was a slender black shadow with a human body and a snake tail. It seemed as if she was wrapping her huge tail around the bell, or hugging it. A shrill scream came from the bell. Fuma Kotaro, who played the abbot of Dojo-ji Temple, was chanting compassionate Buddhist scriptures in a low voice. The shadow of the human body and snake tail gradually faded in the flames until it disappeared.

No one knew how this bizarre scene unfolded on stage, but there was no doubt that the performance shocked everyone's hearts and the entire audience was silent.

Everyone thought the performance was over, because it was a complete performance, tragic, moving, sad and tear-jerking... But after the flames died down and the curtain fell, the black figure appeared again from behind the scenes, as stunningly beautiful as when he appeared on stage.

She danced gracefully, and the voice-over of Ruri Kazama sounded from the speakers.

"People often say I'm a hysterical monster, and that a mere man isn't worth my heartbreak."

"Some people also call me a snake-hearted and vicious woman. There are so many unfaithful people in this world. Can I kill them all?"

"In fact, even I don't know whether it was him who caused me to become what I am now, or whether I was originally heartless and cold-blooded, and it was only love and hate that forced me to reveal my true nature."

Chapter 761 A peaceful future

"Love...what exactly is it? Why do you love someone so much and hate someone so much?"

Fengjian Liuli's voice was just as ethereal and sad as when she first appeared, but at this moment it sounded particularly sad and desolate, like resentment, like longing, like crying, with a faint crying tone, but deep down there was a fierce arrogance, as if she was questioning the lover who betrayed her, and as if she was questioning the whole world.

Everyone was infected by the sadness that came from the bone marrow. They all understood that this was probably Qingji's inner monologue in the last moment before she burned herself and her beloved Anzhen to death. She was so helpless, so unwilling, and so desperate, leaving this world with unforgettable questions and deep regrets.

A stunningly beautiful woman turned into a hideous demon, and was finally burned to death in a Buddhist temple with her beloved. This ending is truly regrettable and even tear-jerking... Tonight's audience are all women, and they are all the kind of women who are sensitive, empty and have nowhere to vent. The protagonist's life experience in the story makes them empathize. In just a dozen minutes, it seems as if they have all lived through Qingji's entire life, so lonely, so sad, and so miserable.

"Great love is compassionate, while small love is heartless. In Buddhism, love and hate are like the palm and the back of the hand, two sides of the same coin. The deeper the love, the greater the potential for hatred and resentment. The Southern Buddhist sutras once said: 'From love arises sorrow, from love arises fear; without love, there is no sorrow, and where is fear?'" A low, hoarse voice drifted down from the air like the chanting of Sanskrit. "I don't know if these verses can answer the doubts in the donor's heart, but the deceased is gone. May reincarnation be possible, and in your next life you will all become people with great love in your hearts."

Everyone could tell that this was the voice of the abbot of Dojo-ji Temple, played by Fuma Kotaro.

After a brief silence, the humpback whale closest to the stage was the first to applaud, accompanied by a song-like cry of praise. Although covered by sunglasses, it was clearly visible that the face of this man with a body as burly as a bear and a face as hard as a rock was already covered in tears.

Then, all the audience began to applaud, and the applause was like thunder and lasted for a long time. In the hall of Takama-ga-hara, half of it was filled with women's praises, and the other half was filled with women's sobs. Complex emotions filled the entire venue, but there was no doubt that the women's mixed emotions and desperate looks were all the effects of Kazama Ruri's performance.

The changes to the story are not too big. The story of Qingji and Anzhen is not a household name in Japan, but it can be said to be widely circulated. This is a tragic story of a lovesick woman who transformed into a demon for the man she loved, and finally went to hell with the unfaithful man. Fengjian Liuli only changed the details... The so-called renovation is mainly new in the ending.

Although Qingji has turned into a hideous monster, she killed herself and Anzhen, but all this is because of love... Because she loves too much, she hates too much. The monster is terrible and revenge is evil, but when people think of the loneliness and pain she once suffered, they can't help but sympathize with her.

The ending is a clever sublimation of the whole story. No one has ever interpreted this story in this way before. Qingji, who turned into a demon, died with Anzhen, but Fengjian Liuli, who played Qingji, left the silhouette of this poor demon girl as a human on the stage, which made people think of her stunning beauty and elegance when she first appeared on the stage. At the end, Fengjian Liuli sang and danced. His appearance was so beautiful and his singing was so sad. Even if it was just a shadow through the curtain, the whole Takama-ga-hara was infected, and the women were shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere.

The answer given by the abbot of Dojo-ji Temple at the end is the highlight of the whole performance. Kiyohime was too sad and miserable. She lived alone and died in despair. She fell into deception and suffering and was entangled in love and hate. She asked the sky and the earth; she asked the lover who betrayed her and also asked this cruel world. No one could answer her because she was already dead, a shadow left in the world, and the resentment and ghost that refused to dissipate... But the enlightened monk gave an answer with Buddhist verses. Finally, Kiyohime's shadow gradually dissipated in the low Sanskrit sound, as if love was gone and hatred was gone with the wind. This poor woman completely disappeared from this world, along with her sad and beautiful life, but at the same time, she finally didn't have to be so miserable and desolate. She was freed.

Such an ending seems to dilute the loneliness and sadness a little bit, but it is thought-provoking, like a song with endless aftertaste, which makes people immersed in the emotions of the story for a long time and unable to extricate themselves.

Fuma Kotaro's voice is rich and vicissitudes of life. This experienced old man can definitely give full atmosphere when playing a monk... I just don't know how this old man from the Snake family, who is known for his rigidity and seriousness, suddenly changed his personality and was willing to perform in a gigolo parlor as a supporting actor, and even help the former enemy of his family.

Fuma Kotaro went up the stairs to the second floor and sat down behind Minamoto no Chiseo. He was still wearing the costume of the abbot of Dojo-ji Temple and had not had time to change out of it. However, Yasha and Crow had already changed into suits and followed Fuma Kotaro up the stairs, standing behind Minamoto no Chiseo on the left and right.

"I know Yasha and Crow like to join in the fun, but I didn't expect you to join in too." Gen Chisei turned to look at Fuma Kotaro and said, "Did he ask you to do this?"

"Mr. Kazama approached me not long ago. He told me he had a new play in which there was a character that hadn't been decided yet. Mr. Kazama said he felt I was perfect for the role." Fuma Kotaro nodded. "I was also surprised when he approached me. The surprise wasn't about Mr. Kazama and my stance... but about why he approached me."

The problem of the positions of the Eight Snake Families and the Oni Clan has always existed and has continued for hundreds of years, but especially in the past twenty years, the Eight Snake Families and the Oni Clan have been in constant friction. As the leader of the lower five families, Fuma Kotaro has always been the backbone of the war. Countless members of the Oni Clan have died directly or indirectly at his hands... The same goes for Kazama Ruri. He is the Dragon King of the Oni Clan, the highest leader except for the King General, and his hands are also stained with countless blood. It can be said that they both carry a deep blood feud with each other.

They were supposed to be the leaders of two forces that were firmly hostile to each other, but Kazama Ruri took the initiative to find Fuma Kotaro and even asked him to assist in the performance. How could Fuma Kotaro not be surprised?

"War and bloodshed are history," Yuan Zhisheng whispered. "Master Fengma, an era of peace is coming. There is no need for families and all forces to go to war. From now on, there will no longer be a distinction between the Eight Snake Clans and the Fierce Ghost Clan."

"I accepted Mr. Kazama's invitation hoping it would help mend the relationship between the Oni-shu in my family," Fuuma Kotaro said. "But honestly, your brother is very different from the Dragon King of the Oni-shu I remember. They're two completely different people."

"Zhi Nu has indeed changed a lot." Yuan Zhisheng lowered his eyes. "He has grown up. He is no longer the child who followed me around and needed my protection."

"You have changed a lot too." Fuma Kotaro said sincerely.

After a moment's silence, Gen Chisei raised his head and looked at Fuma Kotaro. "Isn't it the same with you, Master of the Fuma family? Who would have believed before that the renowned Ninja King, the Wakatoshi of the Snake Eight Clan, would commit himself to being a guest at a male escort parlor?"

Fuma Kotaro was stunned. He and Minamoto Chisei were both stereotyped people in some ways, but today, these two leaders in high positions would actually tease each other in a host bar. Life is really a magical thing. Fuma Kotaro and Minamoto Chisei looked at each other and each smiled freely.

Their eyes all glanced at the other side of the venue at the same time. They were all survivors, Gen Chisei, Kazama Ruri, Fuma Kotaro... Not just them, this great catastrophe changed everyone, everyone who survived had changed, it could be said that they were reborn, and the ones who changed or saved them all were the three protagonists of tonight's celebration. It was because of those three guys that these bigwigs with different positions and high positions gathered in a host club.

Recalling the day when he went to pick them up at the airport more than a month ago, and watching the three singing and dancing lunatics getting off the plane, Gen Chisheng could never have imagined at that time that they would be the heroes who saved their family and even the country, and that the entire situation in Japan was rewritten because of those three lunatics.

You won't be used to it, right? If those three psychos stopped singing and dancing around you one day, it would be less fun... Yuan Zhisheng thought, if he went to France in the future, he would probably think of these three psychos often, and the things they had experienced together during this period, the overly righteous Gattuso, the expressionless and cold Chu, and the mysterious and easy-going Lu.

Friendship between men has nothing to do with how long they have known each other. There are some moments that can establish a lifelong friendship.

"Is it exciting? I'm asking you, is it exciting?"

Somewhere on the second floor, there were loud laughter and warm applause. This sound started just as Ruri Kazama's performance ended, and it was even faster and more dramatic than that of a humpback whale.

"It's amazing, isn't it? That dancing, that singing, that performance—it's pure art, national treasure-level art!" The ramen master, with the same humpback whale-style "Kazama-no-Mikoto" ribbon tied around his head, stood up and laughed heartily, his pride evident in his words. "My son! That's my son! He's inherited my excellent genes perfectly, and he's inherited the demeanor of my youth perfectly!"

It’s finally my turn to show off, how can I not be excited?

Finger's performance just now drew cheers from the crowd, and the vice-principal's boasting made Uesugi Yue feel itchy. Uesugi Yue had to admit that Finger was indeed a hidden talent, a rare new talent in the gigolo world, but his son was the young emperor of the gigolo parlor! Uesugi Yue had seen Kazama Ruri's Kabuki performance, which was simply a dancing art... But his son didn't appear in the show, and suddenly bringing it up seemed too deliberate and unnatural, so Uesugi Yue had been holding it in until now.

At this moment, he finally let out the depression in his chest. It felt so good, this feeling was so good... Uesugi Yue secretly glanced at the expressions and reactions of everyone around him, and his vanity was greatly satisfied.

Logically speaking, an old man like Uesugi Yue, who was once in a high position and had a powerful bloodline, should have been indifferent to everything. There was nothing in this world worth his real joy, otherwise he would not have given up everything and set up a stall selling ramen for sixty years... But Uesugi Yue's excited scratching of his head at this moment was like a grocery shopping auntie in front of the vegetable market, showing off to all the neighbors loudly that her child got the first place in the class in the exam.

"What was your demeanor like when you were young?" Ange glanced at the monkey-like excited Uesugi Yue and ruthlessly exposed him. "I remember you were a rotten wretch when you were young. You didn't work and didn't know the ways of the world. All you did was squander money and sleep with women...your son is more promising than you seem."

"Of course my sons are more promising than me. Don't you see whose genes they inherited?" Uesugi Yue was in a good mood and didn't care about Ange's sarcasm. "Ange, you've been single for so many years, why don't you consider starting a family? Let me tell you, I've just realized these past few days that I was a complete zombie before. Having children and not having children are two completely different lives. What's the point of you living like an old cuckold?"

"I've tried to persuade him. There's a Duchess on our board who's quite interested in him, but the old man's only ambition is to slay dragons." The Vice Principal took a sip of his wine and glanced at Ange. "I'd rather have a child while you're still in good health. That Duchess girl is quite pretty, with her looks, family background, and temperament. Otherwise, you'll completely lose your fertility in a few years, and even those old guys in the lab won't be able to keep you going even with injections."

Ange was too lazy to pay attention to these two idiots. He was thinking that he might as well stay with the Sheqi Eight Clan. Maybe it would be quieter there.

After removing her makeup, Ruri Kazama went on stage again. In order to keep pace with the performance, she left the stage right after the curtain fell and only came back on stage a few minutes later.

But no one was impatient during these few minutes, because Kazama Ruri's performance was of such a high standard that everyone was still immersed in the story just now and had not come back to their senses.

Humpback Whale climbed onto the stage using his hands and feet. At this moment, the old cowherd no longer cared about his image. He excitedly hugged Kazama Ruri and said that this was the most moving and advanced performance he had ever seen in his life. Humpback Whale did not hesitate to praise and admire Kazama Ruri. Until now, there were still people in the audience crying, and faint sobs echoed in every corner of Takama-ga-hara.

"Thank you for your kindness, manager, and thank you for Takama-ga-hara for providing this stage." Kazama Ruri bowed slightly to the humpback whale with a smile like a boy next door on her face.

When he is not performing Kabuki, this boy always looks so approachable... Who could have imagined that such a harmless boy next door would be the Dragon King of the demons?

"It's Takama-ga-hara who should be thanking you," Humpback Whale said apprehensively, "Takama-ga-hara is nothing compared to the stages Master Kazama used to perform on!"

Chapter 762 The Emperor Leaving the Stage

This is not because the Humpback Whale is ashamed of itself. Kazama Ruri is an actor who has performed on top stages like the Kabuki-za. She has also performed in international theaters that can accommodate tens of thousands of people and are no less than the Kabuki-za. Compared with these top stages, Takama-ga-hara seems a bit shabby no matter how it is decorated.

"No, Senior Whale, I didn't get to perform on a big stage right after my debut. I've also performed in small theaters. When I first debuted, my performances only had a few dozen people in the audience." Fengjian Liuli shook his head. He said to Humpback Whale in a serious tone, "Whether it's for a Kabuki actor or a gigolo, the most important thing is not the grandeur of the stage, the scale of the performance, or even the actor himself... The most important thing is the audience of the performance."

"Audience..." The humpback whale was stunned.

"No matter where we perform, no matter how many or how few people come, as long as there are audiences who love us, we should do our best to play our roles well." Kazama Ruri smiled at the humpback whale, "I felt the enthusiasm of the Takama-ga-hara audience tonight. They loved this show, and they loved me. That's enough. I was very happy and satisfied with today's performance."

"As long as there are audiences who love you in the audience, an actor must do their best to play their role well..." Humpback Whale was stunned. He chewed over Fengjian Liuli's words carefully, and suddenly, as if he had been enlightened, "That's very good, very well said! As expected of Master Fengjian, these words are truly thought-provoking. In one sentence, they fully express the philosophy of male flower arrangement!"