"Dad, this guy stepped on me." The boy was scolded and naturally looked resentful. This time it was not because he took the initiative to cause trouble, but because the other party messed with him.

"That's not a reason to hit people! Let go." The slightly thin middle-aged man hurried over. His son's performance was so disappointing, especially when his father was still present.

Seeing that his father had come, the boy put away his fists and pushed away the guy who stepped on him angrily.

Tsuya Nishikawa was pushed several steps and then stopped, his face turned red because when he was being grabbed by his collar, most people had already looked over, and it made him feel very embarrassed in public.

But the other party was tall and he was no match at all. He could only hold back with red eyes. At this time, he wanted to find a place to hide immediately.

The movement here also alarmed Teacher Furukawa and other three team leaders, and the three of them came over together.

Seeing Mr. Furukawa and others coming over, Nishikawa Totani felt embarrassed, and as if he had found a person he could rely on, he shouted in grievance: "Mr. Furukawa..."

"What happened?" Teacher Furukawa looked serious and scheming on the surface, but in fact he was highly recognized by the students at heart. When he saw his students almost crying, he knew that he might have been bullied. However, in a foreign country, he didn't want to cause any trouble, so he had to ask clearly.

Tōya Nishikawa said what he had suffered, and pointed to someone on the other side who was being asked by his father.

At the same time, the handsome old guys and a group of people also came over, and more and more people around them gathered.

After hearing the incident, although Teacher Furukawa was a little dissatisfied, he considered that his students were wrong first, and this was not in Japan after all, so many things were not so casual.

"I'm so sorry, it's my student who was too rude." Teacher Furukawa bowed slightly to the slightly thin middle-aged man. He spoke in English, which was also a concern that the other party might not understand Japanese.

At this time, the middle-aged man who had heard his son tell him about his experience was roughly clear about what was going on. Although the other party stepped on his son's foot first, it was not intentional. In addition, the son beat someone after all, so he was no longer so reasonable. The other party's attitude was good, so he felt a little embarrassed.

But before he could speak, the handsome old man who had already walked to the side took the sentence and said, "If you apologize, just forget it." He didn't know what happened, but seeing that the teacher of the Japanese students might have taken the initiative to apologize, he thought that even if the other party was wrong, he didn't want to make things too difficult for others.

Although Teacher Furukawa couldn't understand what the handsome guy said, he saw that the other party was so dignified and kind, and he roughly guessed what it meant. He realized that he might be the leader of the other party's group of people, so he couldn't help but bow to him.

The handsome old man looked at the familiar bowing action, and a look of nostalgia flashed in his eyes again. He looked at Teacher Fukugawa and asked, "Which school are you from?" This time he spoke it in Japanese. The fluent Japanese not only made Teacher Fukugawa slightly stunned, but even the fat and thin middle-aged man and woman on the side were also looking at him in surprise, as if he didn't know that he could speak Japanese.

Teacher Furukawa came to his senses and said that the other party could speak Japanese, which was beyond his expectations, but he did not dare to neglect at all. The other party's demeanor looked like a big man, and it seemed to be familiar. He had seen him somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a moment and replied modestly: "Hello, we are from Sakurano High School."

"Sakurano High School? Is it the Sakurano High School in Tsurumi District, Yokohama City?" The handsome old man obviously heard of this high school and told him the specific address of Sakurano High School in one go.

"Do you know Sakurano High School?" Teacher Furukawa was surprised again. Sakurano High School is not a famous school after all. Maybe it is a bit famous in Yokohama City, but after leaving the country, basically no one knows it, but this big man in front of him actually knows Sakurano High School, which is a bit incredible.

"I have been to Yokohama City, which is a very beautiful city." The old handsome guy said with an admiration, but no one saw the remembrance in his eyes.

"Thank you for your praise!" Teacher Furukawa and Youheng's little grudge in his heart disappeared instantly. Meeting a reasonable and very well-educated big shot is also a lucky thing, and there will be no greater conflict due to small misunderstandings.

"By the way, are you doing a study trip?" The handsome old man seemed to be in a chat, not caring about the surprise of his children and grandchildren beside him.

"Yes, I'll take the liberty to ask, are you Japanese?" Teacher Furukawa saw that the other party was very talkative, proficient in Japanese, and the kindness he felt from his tone, gave him the illusion of meeting his own people.

"No, I am Chinese, but I have a Japanese friend, she..." At this point, his voice paused slightly, and the handsome guy continued, "I haven't seen that friend for a long time. I don't know how he has been?" After saying that, he sighed quietly.

When Mr. Furukawa saw his expression of emotion, he guessed that he and that friend might have not met for many years. Perhaps there were some embarrassing reasons in between, so naturally he would not ask questions like where his friend was from.

Li Xuehao was invisible in the crowd and gathered not far away. After all, many people gathered around him. If he stood alone, it would be too special. However, he was very dissatisfied with the "that friend" mentioned by the handsome guy. It turned out that grandma, who had been waiting for him in the countryside, was just a "friend"?

Thinking of this in my heart, my brows frowned slightly.

Next to him was Yamamoto Ryota. Yamamoto Ryota was not tall. He had not seen the handsome old man surrounded by the crowd because his vision was blocked. Now, because some students moved their positions, he could see clearly the burly old man in the crowd.

When I saw the other person's appearance, I couldn't help but be stunned. Then I looked at my friend next to me and said a joke: "Hey, really, this old man looks very much like you."

Because no one spoke at the scene, this sentence seemed abrupt.

The students who understood all looked over, and even Teacher Furukawa looked back, then looked at the big guy with a kind face. Finally, I thought about why he felt familiar just now. It turned out that the other party looked very similar to one of his students.
Chapter completed!