The literary era since 1979

Chapter 417 Licking the dog to the end

In the 80s, with the advent of Japan's bubble era, women's incomes soared and their status improved accordingly.

The Showa women of my mother's generation have completely different styles and will never accept things passively.

On the contrary, they are quite picky about their other half, and it is not surprising that men must have an annual salary of 1 million yen.

They may even be with multiple men at the same time, calling it "a woman's pocket".

For example, a taxi driver who needs to run errands for you and pay for your taxi fare is called an errand man, and a person who needs you to pay the bill when you go out to eat is called a payer.

These two types are considered to have the lowest status in women's minds, and relatively higher are the "tribute men" who often send expensive gifts.

For this kind of people, girls will naturally give some sweetness to them, but the one who truly gives his heart is the so-called "birth man".

Generally speaking, when women of this period go out traveling or shopping, they will basically carry taxi drivers, meal tickets, or ATMs with them.

At this time, the man standing in front of Fangyan, Masanobu Yamashita, was the real "errand man" and "bill payer".

"Hello, are you Yui-chan's..."

Yamashita Masanobu opened his mouth, wanting to ask but not daring to ask who Fangyan was.

Is he Yui Hashimoto's "tribute man", "bill payer", or the legendary "birth man"?

"This is the dialect teacher! The great writer of the Empire who wrote Malice, The Ring, and The Village Postman!"

Yoko Suzuki saw his predicament and kindly introduced him.

"Eh!"

Yamashita Masanobu's eyes widened, his pupils trembling, "Maseica! Yui, could it be that your destined man is..."

The man of destiny?

Fang Yan shook his head and laughed, and stretched out his hand with a wedding ring on it: "You misunderstood, I've been married for a long time."

Seeing him make such a big fool of himself, Hashimoto Yui stamped her feet in shame and said:

"Yamashita, if you keep talking nonsense, I'll ask Yamada-kun to replace you and go to Tofuku-ji with us!"

“No no, Yui!”

Yamashita Masanobu shuddered, then bowed ninety degrees, "Snimasai, Fangyan-san, I was so rude just now!"

However, the corners of his mouth kept rising. It was really great that it wasn't Yui-chan's destiny! He still had a chance!

"Don't blame those who don't know."

Fangyan waved his hand, and then learned that he and Hashimoto Yui were both lecturers in the Faculty of Literature and were also members of the Kyoto School.

As they chatted, they walked to the school gate. Hashimoto Yui pointed and said, "Go get a taxi!"

Like a dog pouncing on a Frisbee, Yamashita Masanobu willingly ran out onto the street, waving banknotes and hailing taxis.

Suzuki Yoko couldn't bear it any longer, "Yui, you're really going too far."

"It's not what you think."

Yui Hashimoto was very helpless. Masanobu Yamashita was shameless and took the initiative to be the errand boy and the bill payer, and she couldn't get rid of him no matter what she did.

Fangyan was stunned. Isn't this a typical dog-licker?

Hashimoto Yui sighed quietly, "Yoko-chan, you are not in Japan, you don't understand the current social atmosphere."

Yoko Suzuki listened quietly, amazed.

Girls of this era basically never take the subway or bus when going out.

On the contrary, women who take the subway and bus are ridiculed as unattractive and cannot be called independent, new-age Japanese women.

After all, there is not even a "runner" who is willing to pay for his taxi. It is really pitiful and sad!
Such women will gradually be excluded and ridiculed by women of the same age who have multiple wallets, and become a laughing stock.

"Now you understand."

Hashimoto Yui smiled bitterly. Because of the prevailing trend, she had no choice but to reluctantly accept the self-recommendation of Yamashita Masanobu.

"how so……"

Yoko Suzuki felt that her three perspectives were greatly impacted and she was speechless for a moment.

Fangyan became more and more curious, "Besides Yamashita, you seemed to have mentioned 'Yamada' just now?"

"He's also a difficult guy, it's really annoying!"

Yui Hashimoto explained that, not to mention that she is quite pretty, just because she has been translating for Mr. Fang many times and her name is on "The Ring", "Malice" and "The Village Postman", from time to time there will be men like Masanobu Yamashita who will come and show their courtesy to her.

"So that's how it is." Fang Yan smiled and said, "But I feel that your attitude towards that 'Yamada' and this 'Yamashita' is different."

Suzuki Yoko agreed, "Teacher Fang is right, I feel the same way. You seem indifferent to Yamashita-kun..."

"How could that be? You two are such a joke!"

Yui Hashimoto glanced at Masanobu Yamashita not far away and saw that he was increasing the price and competing with others for a taxi.

For the sake of 1 yen, the driver took them to Tofuku-ji Temple in a friendly manner.

Although it is not the best time to hunt red leaves now, fortunately, it snowed heavily yesterday.

A sea of ​​fiery red, covered in ice and snow, is like an overturned palette, presenting brilliant colors of golden, snow-white and crimson.

Fangyan, Suzuki Yoko and others strolled among them, as if they were in a beautiful painting.

Especially the red leaves and white snow all over the mountains are intertwined together, making people feel as if they are in a world of ice and fire.

"The red leaves here are indeed different from those in Xiangshan, Yanjing."

Fang Yan looked at the reflection of the red leaves on the lake and couldn't help but sigh, "They really have their own merits."

"That's right, Teacher Fang."

Yoko Suzuki smiled and said, "The meeting of the fiery red maple leaves and the pure white snow is like a love story between autumn and winter."

The atmosphere gradually became more literary, and Yui Hashimoto urged Yamashita Masanobu to recite a haiku:
"Clear inside and out, red leaves fill the sky."

"This is a haiku by the Zen monk Ryokan, which describes the red leaves."

Suzuki Yoko turned her head and said, "Teacher Fang, how about you say something too?"

Facing the expectant gazes of the three people, Fang Yan did not refuse, "I don't understand your Japanese haiku, so I will recite an ancient Chinese poem." He cleared his throat and said, "If you ask about the beautiful scenery of Penglai, I will say that maple leaves are better than cherry blossoms."

Yamashita Masanobu and others looked at each other in bewilderment, having never heard of such a thing.

"This is 'Viewing Red Leaves' by Wang Guowei, a great literary figure in modern times."

Fang Yan said: "The first two lines are, 'The red clouds fill the mountains and valleys, embellishing the fading autumn mood, too extravagant', which of course does not quite fit this scene."

The four of them walked, chatted, and laughed along the way, and the topic always revolved around literature and movies.

Yoko Suzuki and Yui Hashimoto walked in front hand in hand, while Fangyan and Masanobu Yamashita followed closely behind.

Taking this opportunity, Fangyan, speaking in mediocre Japanese, kindly reminded Yamashita Masanobu that no matter how much he liked someone, he should not be a bootlicker.

Masanobu Yamashita is still stubborn. If you don't really like someone, who would be willing to be a bootlicker?

"There is an old Chinese saying, 'A forced melon is not sweet.'"

Fang Yan said: "Maybe you misunderstood, Yui might be..."

Yamashita Masanobu said firmly: "No, I think Yui has feelings for me!"

Fang Yan was stunned. "How do you know that?"

"She knows that I admire Fangyan Sang very much, so she specially asked me to go with her today. This is why I have the opportunity to stand here and discuss literature with you."

Yamashita Masanobu couldn't help but be moved and said: "Isn't this enough to prove, 'She has me in her heart?'"

Oh shit, there are other experts out there?
Fangyan stroked his forehead in silence, unable to bear to watch any longer.

"In fact, as long as I can continue to walk with her like this, I will be satisfied."

Masanobu Yamashita looked at Yui Hashimoto's back and couldn't help but lose himself.

There is no hope, destroy it, quickly!
Fangyan didn't waste any more words and tried to persuade him. After all, it's hard to persuade a damned ghost with kind words, and the lickspittle will not have a good death!
But on second thought, nuclear-recruiting men like Masanobu Yamashita are obviously not isolated cases in Japanese society, but are common.

The Plaza Accord had not yet been signed, and Japan's bubble economy era had not yet arrived, but the love between boys and girls had already become like this.

If we really reach the bubble period of decadence and insatiable desires, is it possible for things like "pure love" and "romantic love" to exist?

Suddenly, an idea came to him. "I think I have thought of what kind of novel I should translate for you, the Kyoto School."

"Really, Teacher Fang!"

"What type and subject matter is it?"

Yoko Suzuki and Yui Hashimoto turned around suddenly, surprised and happy.

Fang Yan glanced at Hashimoto Yui, then looked at Yamashita Masanobu, and smiled mysteriously, "Probably an aesthetic pure love novel." (End of this chapter)

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