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Chapter 800 Lost in Translation (3)

Cheng Xiaoyu was restricted from leaving the country, and it was inconvenient for him to go out because there were too many media staring at him. 26 Even if he wanted to go out for a drink with Kitagawa Yoshito, he had to worry about the impact, so simple things became impossible.

Completed tasks.

But as the topic of his trial gradually cooled down, Cheng Xiaoyu's life became a little more free. Seeing that he did not leave the hotel all year round, the media that paid attention to him did not continue to block the door of the hotel with long shots and short attacks. They only visited sporadic

There are paparazzi following him for a long time.

In addition, Yiji Yuanjing still haunts him often, hoping that he can accept an interview, but Cheng Xiaoyu, who is now very aloof, doesn't bother to pay attention to her at all.

What's funny is that Yiji Yuanjing is like countless TV drama heroines, entangled with Cheng Xiaoyu hard and sincerely, which makes him feel like he is acting in a TV series.

On this day, Kitagawa Yoshito invited Cheng Xiaoyu to eat Chinese cuisine in Ikebukuro. Unsurprisingly, he was discovered by the conscientious Ijuin Shizu. When Kitagawa Yoshito drove Cheng Xiaoyu to Ikebukuro, he was at this Japanese restaurant called "Dongfanghong"

When we sat down at the restaurant, Ijuin Shizuya coincidentally sat down at the next table wearing a hat and scarf, but she seemed to be afraid that others would find out it was her.

This Chinese restaurant called "Dongfanghong" is famous for its authentic taste. It is not a luxury hotel. The store is not big and the decoration is very simple and antique in Chinese style. There are no private rooms or anything. Cheng Xiaoyu and Kitagawa Yoshito are sitting there

The high-back booth provides a little privacy.

Shizu Ijuin was sitting alone in a scattered seat, but she was too conspicuous sitting in a scattered seat. Even with a black top hat and sunglasses, it was still difficult to cover up her alluring splendor and attracted countless gazes.

Kitagawa Yoshito turned his head and glanced at the concealing Yijuinjing and smiled at Cheng Xiaoyu: "I think you won't be able to survive if you don't accept her interview."

Cheng Xiaoyu said angrily: "It's already hard to get through life, so it's not a trouble to have her in trouble."

Kitagawa Yoshito smiled a little and said: "I say Xiaoyu-kun, you don't like this feeling of being entangled, so you deliberately don't accept the interview, right? You have to know that Ijuin is the heart of many of us neon people.

The goddess in."

"But she's not the goddess in my mind." Cheng Xiaoyu replied calmly.

Kitagawa Yoshito looked at Ijuin's graceful and graceful back, and asked Cheng Xiaoyu, "No, I feel so sorry to see her all alone. Can I invite her over?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was actually not disgusted with Yiji Yuanjing. After all, it was difficult for a man to be disgusted with such a beautiful woman, so he responded: "It's not my treat. What does your invitation have to do with me?"

Kitagawa Yoshito immediately shouted with a smile: "Miss Ijuin, stop staring at the menu and eavesdropping. If you don't mind, come over and eat with us."

This sudden invitation seemed to frighten Ijuin Shizuo. She turned back to look at Kitagawa Yoshito and Cheng Xiaoyu, took off her sunglasses and said in embarrassment: "So you can all recognize it?"

"I dress like a celebrity who is afraid of being followed by the paparazzi, but can I still recognize him? How can anyone dress like you to follow others?" Cheng Xiaoyu said with a black line on his head as he looked at Ijuin Shizu with a cute expression.

Yijuan Jing was not polite, she immediately stood up, smiled, bowed and said, "Sorry to bother you." Then she took off her hat and sunglasses, moved to sit next to Cheng Xiaoyu.

Because Neon has a small land area and a large population, and land is at a premium in Tokyo, most Neon restaurants are very cramped. Even the seats are small booths that can only seat four people, so Ijuin is a quiet place.

Cheng Xiaoyu was very close. One was pretty and the other was handsome. The two of them sat side by side, making this restaurant, which was originally not of high standard, suddenly look taller.

Ijuin Shizu took off her camel-colored coat and wore a milky white turtleneck sweater underneath. The slim turtleneck made her upper body look very tortuous, and people couldn't help but peep into the secrets inside. People like Ijuin Shizuku

The more an elegant and intellectual woman wears, the more attractive she becomes. The more awe-inspiring and inviolable she looks, the more she can arouse a man's protective or offensive desires.

Her long hair is spread over her shoulders, and her blue gemstone earrings are looming in the slightly curly black clouds. Her face embodies the unique softness of a neon woman, and the smell of gray flannel perfume on her body is light and elegant, making people feel...

It's like a spring breeze in this cold season.

Such a flawless appearance on the street made Cheng Xiaoyu feel that both she and Kitagawa Yoshito had fallen into her trap. Of course a smart woman like her knew how to follow others so as not to be discovered. She deliberately let them discover it.

Kitagawa Yoshito looked at the delicate-faced Ijuin and smiled quietly: "Miss Ijuin, even though I am about to become a married person, I am still very jealous of Xiaoyu-kun! What a blessing it is to be followed every day by our national goddess.

"

Yijiyuan Jing smiled gently and said: "I'm really sorry for causing trouble to Cheng Xiaoyusang, but I sincerely hope to have a good chat with Cheng Xiaoyusang. As long as Xiaoyujun nods, I can agree to any conditions."

of."

Kitagawa Yoshito looked surprised, winked and said with ambiguity and ridicule: "Do you really agree to all the conditions?"

Yijiyuan glanced at the calm-looking Cheng Xiaoyu next to him, blushed slightly, but said very solemnly: "If it's Mr. Xiaoyu, I can agree to any conditions, and of course I have to be able to fulfill them."

With a sad look on his face, Kitagawa Yoshito asked Cheng Xiaoyu very puzzledly: "Why can't I encounter such a good thing?"

Cheng Xiaoyu hated this kind of transactional and ambiguous atmosphere. Even if he was surrounded by a beautiful woman, it still made him disgusted. He frowned and said: "This matter is impossible. Miss Yijuin, please don't do useless work."

Yes, you are wasting your time."

After studying Cheng Xiaoyu for so many days, Yiji Yuanjing became more and more curious about Cheng Xiaoyu. She also knew that Cheng Xiaoyu was difficult to impress, but this made her full of fighting spirit. For her, the challenge of the impossible is the joy of life. She has no intention of it.

Discouraged, he said with the unique persistent expression and tone of a neon person: "Cheng Xiaoyu, Sang, I will not give up. Your life is so legendary and it is really worth sharing. I don't know why you have been unwilling to be interviewed, but I

I feel that at this time, you should stand up, because your fans and many people who don’t know you want to know you. Your interview is also beneficial and necessary for the subsequent trial. There are currently about

You have so many rumors and speculations, some good and some bad, don't you want to speak out yourself to set the record straight?"

Cheng Xiaoyu took a sip of the wheat tea in the cup and said calmly: "I don't care what other people think of me. As for the outcome of the trial, since I'm here, I'm ready to accept both good and bad results.

I don’t need to win other people’s pity and sympathy.”

"If you had things to do over again, would you still choose to do that?" Yiji Yuanjing asked with excitement in her eyes. Even if she could not interview Cheng Xiaoyu, having such a close conversation with him made Yiji Yuanjing happy.

I feel that the hard work of so many days is worth it.

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the twinkling light in her eyes, looked at Yiji Yuanjing with a hint of sarcasm and said, "Because I could only do that at that time, I had no choice, and I have never regretted it. Please tell me what I said."

I don’t care if I go out.”

Kitagawa Yoshito saw that something was wrong in the atmosphere between the two of them, so he quickly smoothed things over and said, "Okay, okay, there's really no need to mention that matter during dinner. I've lost my appetite now that you two have fucked me up."

So the two stopped talking, and the first dish that was served happened to be scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Kitagawa Yoshito took one look at it, his face immediately turned pale, and he said, "Excuse me." He quickly ran towards the bathroom.

Cheng Xiaoyu calmly looked at the tomatoes and scrambled eggs that were easily associated with blood, picked up a pair of chopsticks, and put them in a bowl.

Yiji Yuanjing felt that sitting like this was not good, not to mention that this was also a great opportunity for her to get to know Cheng Xiaoyu, so she asked: "Cheng Xiaoyu-san, you speak Japanese really well. You should have stayed in Neon for a long time."

Bar?"

"I know many languages, and Japanese is just one of them." Cheng Xiaoyu said lightly. He couldn't explain that he loved watching anime in his memory and had been to Neon many times, so Japanese was good.

But at this moment, Cheng Xiaoyu's statement really made people feel arrogant.

Fortunately, Yiji Yuanjing was prepared for Cheng Xiaoyu's pride and didn't take it seriously, and continued to ask: "Then how do you feel about neon?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said casually: "Well, it's very good. It's in good order. Everyone in the convenience store, the pub, and on the street is very polite. As long as they come into contact with you, they make people feel respectful and cautious."

Yijuinjing felt that this answer was too superficial, and asked with some suspicion: "That's it?"

Cheng Xiaoyu continued coldly: "But in fact, this kind of politeness is a kind of indifference. Those honorifics are like a shield, blocking you densely, as if to say, this is it, don't go any further. To be honest, you guys

Most of the Neon people are hypocritical and live with masks. Yes, you are too. Perhaps the small land area and cramped living space have created the unique character of the Japanese nation, including your cautiousness and extreme attention to norms.

, the little emotions in the haiku, the attention to detail, etc.”

"Of course it's not that these are bad, but if I had to choose, I would never want to live in a country like Neon, because it pursues regulations and harmony too much. The society requires you to only do your part. This is this country.

The virtues of the lifetime employment system and the annual salary serial system are to keep you in one position for your whole life, from infancy to the grave. You have no risk, but no hope."

Yiji Yuanjing did not expect that Cheng Xiaoyu had such a profound understanding of the current situation of neon society, and completely described a sense of despair belonging to neon people. They are all parts of this perfect society, and there is no indispensable person.

Cheng Xiaoyu continued: "In comparison, our dynasty is much more interesting. There are many fierce people and kind people. Although there are many entanglements for interests, they don't seem so indifferent. I think a society must be a little animalistic.

Things like getting rich, greed, lust, and strife. Although these things are negative, they are the vitality of a country. Although classes are solidified to a certain extent, in fact, the ladder of advancement has always been open and hot, although this sometimes seems

It’s very messy and disorderly, but if a society doesn’t have these things, what’s the difference between a society and a standardized workshop?”

"There are no stories in heaven."

At this time, several dishes had been served. Yiji Yuanjing poured a glass of sake for Cheng Xiaoyu, toasted to Cheng Xiaoyu, then turned his head to cover the wine glass with his hand, drank it all in one gulp, and said with a gentle smile: "It seems that you are an adventurist.

Or, reject a mediocre and monotonous life. Think about it, you must be a romantic idealist to have written so many outstanding works."

While talking, Yiji Yuanjing poured another glass of wine for Cheng Xiaoyu. Her movements were slow and graceful, as if she was rolling up her sleeves and arranging flowers. Cheng Xiaoyu thought to herself how beautiful it would be if she put on a kimono and poured wine for others.

That way, even if there are no appetizers, it will be enough to finish the meal.

Hearing Yiji Yuanjing's praise for himself, Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the slightly rippling sake in the cup, was silent for a moment, and said with some melancholy: "I am just a person who dare not work hard to think about myself, for fear that I will finally know that I am not a jewel, but in my heart

I have a glimmer of hope and feel that I am different, so I am just an ordinary person who is unwilling to be among the rubble. Now that I think about it, I have really wasted my little talent and wasted my words on what life is all about.

"If you don't do something, it's too long; if you want to do something, it's too short." But the fact is that the cowardice and fear of lest the lack of talent be exposed, and the laziness of hating hard work, are all I have."

Yijiyuan listened quietly to Cheng Xiaoyu's clear and indifferent explanation, as if something hit the depths of her soul. She looked at Cheng Xiaoyu's handsome side face, and her face turned a little hot. What she originally said was "If it's Mr. Xiaoyu,

, I can agree to any conditions" came to mind. At first, I just knew that Cheng Xiaoyu would not make such a request, but now, I feel that if he makes it, it is not unacceptable.

"Cheng Xiaoyusang, can I call you Xiaoyujun?"

"Miss Ijuin, you can call this kind of thing whatever you want. We in China don't actually have that much respect."

Yiji Yuanjing picked up the wine glass and said very solemnly: "Whether you accept the interview or not, I want to call you your friend. I don't know if I have such an honor."

Cheng Xiaoyu raised his head and looked at Yijuin's quiet, clear and sincere eyes. He felt that he couldn't bear to refuse such a simple request, so he said, "As long as we don't mention the interview, we will be friends."

"Then you call me Ijuin."
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