Tokyo Sound

The girl just rolled her eyes.

Lunch consisted of fried chicken breast with salad dressing, fish bone, kelp and vermicelli soup, thinly sliced ​​roast duck, cold seasonal vegetables and a large bowl of rice.

The couple chatted about family matters, such as the husband next door cheating on his wife and getting bitten on the butt by a teddy bear. Today's eggs are double yolk, which is a good omen. A colleague won the lottery and resolutely quit his job to start a business and lost his pants. A new employee dropped his ballpoint pen near the power strip and accidentally pressed the power switch when he bent down to pick it up. The entire group and the section chief, 20 computers all shut down instantly, programs crashed, and files were damaged. If he hadn't been stopped, the employee would have jumped from the 20th floor to apologize.

From the price of vegetables to human migration to Mars...

"I'm full!" Sakura Ayane cleaned the bowl, went upstairs, put on her coat, and ran to the door to put on her shoes.

"Ayane, don't play too crazy. Did you forget your phone and wallet?" Mom reminded quickly.

"Don't worry!" The girl went out like the wind.

After collective calculations and discussions by the study committee, propaganda committee, labor committee and other cadres, the dining location was decided near the bustling Omotesando. After eating and drinking, there are many entertainment venues nearby for re-entry.

As a famous street photography street like Harajuku, Shibuya, Daikanyama and Ginza, it is crowded with fashionistas. Long-legged ladies in trench coats and sunglasses look like they are walking on a catwalk, and hip-hop men with dreadlocks sway to the beat of their headphones.

Sakura Ayane also looks cute and eye-catching in this bright atmosphere. In fact, she often comes here with her mother to swipe her father's bank card to shop. There are three long streets of girls' fashion stores here.

The girl found the western restaurant with a high comprehensive rating and walked in. As usual, classical piano music played. She was dressed exquisitely and was immediately greeted by the waiter.

"The light yellow-green sweatshirt with large blocks of color is eye-catching and breathable and comfortable. The specially large size does not feel cumbersome but instead highlights the slender and delicate upper body of women. The black workwear shorts and dark sports shoes squeeze out the beautiful calf curve. The rose-colored belt is the finishing touch, which complements the overall image as a decorative color to make it more solid." The waiter bowed slightly and praised repeatedly, "The neat short hair is full of vitality and youthfulness, and the high-end transparency makes people yearn for it and can't help but want to get in touch with it."

She didn't listen carefully to the waiter's words, she just felt that he was mumbling a rhyme and was a bit long-winded. After looking around, she didn't see her classmates and breathed a sigh of relief.

"How many people are there?" the waiter returned to his post and asked.

"It's a dinner party for friends. I'll arrive first and wait for them later." Saying the word 'friends' made Sakura Ayane feel even happier.

"Then I'll find a quieter seat. You can rest first." The waiter took her to a seat and said, "Have a drink. The black tea is free."

The girl just waved her hand, and the waiter tactfully left.

Arriving first at a party is less likely to be awkward, and you can follow the topic from beginning to end. It is difficult for marginal people to join the discussion if they arrive late, and they may end up drinking tea alone in a corner. She had a plan for today, and she must show a different side of herself. She even made a list of what she was going to sing at the KTV after dinner.

She knows all about famous idols, popular TV dramas and variety shows, and the interesting stories about astrology on the back pages of magazines, so she never has to worry about having nothing to say!

Which student will arrive first? I hope he is talkative, so that we can get off to a good start.

Could it be the class monitor? As the leader of the party, he must be there first, and then he will be alone... Boys like games more than stars, right?

What if we start discussing math problems? My academic ability is just average.

Leaning in her seat, she was anxiously deducing. The quiet and elegant environment coupled with the melodious piano music made her excitement slowly fade away, and was replaced by the drowsiness caused by going to bed late and getting up early.

After being invited by her classmate on Friday, she held the magazine in her hand all night long and kept planning. She even knew it started to rain at three in the morning.

Her eyelids became limp and started to fight against each other. Sakura Ayane yawned and forcefully slapped her face to drive away the sleepiness. Her eyes became firm, but after a few seconds they became unfocused again.

……

Electricity passed through the streets of the city like a torch in the night. The design-filled signs lit up one after another, igniting bursts of brilliant flames. Car lights cut through the roads. Crows all stopped in groups on the windowsills of tall buildings waiting to return to their nests. Saturday night lacked the adults in a hurry. Couples who were taking a rare break passed by hand in hand, licking ice cream, and children lay in front of the glass cabinets of the toy store and pestered their parents.

The number of customers remaining in the restaurant gradually decreased, and the head chef was taking the time to teach the new chef how to use the stove while checking the ingredients.

The waiter untied his tightly tied bow tie and walked over to the silent girl who had been watching the night view for a long time.

The energy that was there when we met before has been completely sucked away. Now he is like a puppet with its strings pulled out, or like a kitten abandoned in the alley, lifeless and pitiful.

The waiter placed a piece of strawberry cake cut into the shape of a starfish on the table.

"I didn't order this." Sakura Ayane moved and said in a low voice.

"I brought it because you didn't order anything." The waiter said, "Don't worry, this is a benefit for employees. It's free, but I'm not very good at eating sweets."

The girl didn't respond and didn't move her fork.

"Has your friend not arrived yet?" the waiter asked quietly, "I see you slept all afternoon."

The girl paused for a few seconds, holding the hem of her clothes, and muttered, "They changed the venue at the last minute and forgot to inform me. More importantly, no one had my contact information and email address. They only remembered it at the last minute and told me through the teacher."

"So, do we need to rush over now?" the waiter asked, his hands behind his back.

"…I don't want to go anymore, and they've already finished eating."

"Go home?"

"I told Mom and Dad that I will play later. If I go back early, they will definitely worry and ask me all kinds of questions." Sakura Ayane slowly lowered her head, "So now is not the time. I can't go back yet."

The waiter remained silent for a moment, then smiled, "So come and have some cake."

Sakura Ayane raised her head in confusion and looked at the waiter who seemed a little too dedicated.

"This is just the beginning. My thick-cut sirloin steak [Note: sirloin steak, which is mainly made by frying the tenderloin of the upper loin of cattle] for the staff meal is still being reheated and will be brought to you in a while." The waiter gave a thumbs up generously.

"It's too old to chew..." Sakura Ayane complained, and then thought the waiter was hinting at her through such behavior, and said hesitantly, "Well, I'm sorry to take up the seat for so long, I will order a meal."

"We are colleagues, why are you being so polite to me?" The waiter said nonchalantly.

"Colleague?" Sakura Ayane became more confused.

"correct."

"Um, may I ask, who are you?" The girl stammered, feeling very embarrassed.

The waiter walked a few steps helplessly and simply sat down opposite her. She finally saw the waiter's appearance clearly when she looked at him at eye level from a close distance.

The girl opened her eyes slightly, a subconscious movement as the beautiful thing entered her field of vision, and her hand that was holding the hem of her clothes loosened inadvertently.

The boy was wearing a clean white shirt, with his collarbone faintly visible under his loosened collar after taking off his bow tie. His profile was facing the bustling night outside the window, covered with a layer of light orange twilight, and the shadow highlighted his tall and delicate nose. His eyebrows were as slender as willow leaves sprouting in early spring, and his masculinity was blended with feminine softness. His pupils were clear, and they moved gently like the ripples of the mirror lake, drifting into someone's world.

All the deep entanglements in my heart suddenly disappeared, especially the figure of the class monitor who was full of resentment, which was blown away to who knows where in an instant.

The two people looked at each other quietly, as if they were waiting for the other to speak. Only the Beethoven on the speakers was still playing.

After a while, Yin Ze was a little embarrassed, "You still haven't recognized me? Am I so invisible?"

"I remember now. That late senior high school student who was humiliated and played with by the social rules of adults." Sakura Ayane immediately looked away.

"Don't make it sound like I was a male PR before, and the costumes I wore were for male clients." Yin Ze was very annoyed. "Try the cake, it's very good."

This time he didn't refuse, but picked up a piece and put it into his mouth.

The fragrant cream, the soft baked cake, and the fresh and attractive strawberry flavor permeate your mouth.

"How is it?" Yin Ze raised his eyebrows.

"So sweet." Sakura Ayane gently licked the cream off her lips.

"Really? That's what I said. Wait, I'll go get the steak." Yin Ze stood up and trotted back to the kitchen. Soon he brought back a steaming sirloin.

Carefully pouring black pepper sauce on it, Yin Ze elegantly tied the white scarf around his chest, rubbed the knife and fork against each other, then gently cut a corner... then cut hard, then pressed the plate with his hand to cut, and finally cut a piece and ate it, from chewing slowly, to using both big teeth to chew, to swallowing it whole, to holding his breath with a flushed face.

Yin Ze wiped his mouth, coughed lightly, and commented in a pretentious tone, "It's too bad."

Sakura Ayane was about to laugh when she saw his stupid look, but she covered her mouth, but her eyes, which were curved into narrow crescent shapes, still betrayed her.

"You want a whole piece too?" Yin Ze pouted and generously gestured, "It's very chewy."

"I can't take up your dinner." Sakura Ayane became reserved.

"It's okay, it's okay. Good things are meant to be shared." Yin Ze held the knife and fork upside down and drew them vigorously.

"I'd better order another one." The girl hurriedly took the menu.

"Dear guest, how may I help you?" The boy quickly entered the business state, stood up and bowed to wait.

“Thick cut sirloin steak.”

"Here's one." Yin Ze never forgot to share selflessly.

"I want it fresh and medium rare."

"Well, okay, I'll go find the chef right away and rescue the new assistant chef who was scolded for spilling the food because of flipping the wok." Yin Ze felt a little disappointed.

"In addition, I want high-end service that makes me feel at home." The girl patted the table to emphasize.

"As you wish, beautiful young lady." Yin Ze wiped his hand across his face and was forced to put on a mask called "Eyes like Stars and Absolute Smile" and walked away with a gentleman's salute.

"Hey." Sakura Ayane called again

When he was stopped halfway, the boy adjusted his facial expression and turned his head with a smile, "What's wrong, lovely lady?"

"Hurry up and come back to your steak." She pointed to the dark diamond.

"Dear young lady, do you want to see me bite my teeth until they are broken and my gums are bleeding? A kind reminder that waiters are also human beings, with the sorrow and joy that ordinary people have. They will also feel secretly lost and cry after being hurt~" Yin Ze smiled with a sour smile.

"What?" The girl ate the cake, pouted her lips in dissatisfaction, and paused, "Of course it's because eating together is more fun and won't be boring."

Yin Ze was stunned for a moment, then smiled, turned around and made an OK gesture.

Chapter 16 Gods Can Fail and Fall

In a library filled with a rich atmosphere of wisdom, under the gentle gaze of the photos of great men hanging on the walls.

"Among the monarchs of the Sassanid Empire, who defeated the Roman army and captured the Roman emperor?!" The dean of studies supported his chin with both hands, with sharp eyes behind his round-frame glasses, the center of the Mediterranean Sea shining, and his speech speed was as fast as a bullet.

"Shapur I." Yin Ze spoke without hesitation.

"During the Thirty Years' War, there was a Protestant country with strong influence in the Baltic region, and it later joined the war. Who was the king at this time?!"

"Gustavus II Adolf."

"The Islamic forces that occupied Spain except the north crossed the Pyrenees and attacked southwestern France. But they were defeated by the Frankish Kingdom in the Battle of Poitiers in 732. What were the names of the Islamic dynasty and the Frankish dynasty at that time?!"

"Umayyads, Merovingians."

"Regarding India after the 15th century, what was the religion founded by Nanak that the religious group that established a kingdom in the Punjab region and fought against the British East India Company believed in?!"

“Sikhism.”

"In 508 BC, in ancient Roman Athens, who was the politician who abolished the old four-tribe system, created a new 4-tribe system, and laid the foundation for democratic politics?"

"Cleisthenes."

"Describe to me in 90 words or less the situation of the Polish nation during its heyday from the second half of the 14th century to the 15th century and the background of its subsequent decline in the second half of the 18th century!" The director suddenly stood up and leaned forward like a ferocious tiger.

"Poland prospered during the reign of King Casimir the Great. Later, in order to resist the oppression of the German Knights, it united with Lithuania to establish the Jagiellonian Dynasty. After the dynasty was severed, elections caused political chaos. The nobles who rose to prominence by exporting grain to Western Europe fought each other, causing neighboring countries to intervene." Yin Ze read dryly as if he was reading from a book. His voice was smooth and fluent, but without any emotion, like a robot.

"...All correct." The Dean of Studies lost his strength and fell back into his chair, his face filled with pride as an educator. "The world, the story of mankind and the development of civilization have been engraved in your soul. You are an encyclopedia of flesh and blood. In terms of the accumulation of knowledge, you have surpassed me. You are even qualified to be the narrator of mankind and watch over the endless dark universe after the destruction of the earth."

"If the earth exploded, I would have died in the second dimension. And why don't you take a look at geography?" Yin Ze pulled out a book from the pile of books that was so thick that it could kill someone, "Detailed Explanation of World Geography: Asia", "Continue the test?"

"No need. I'm convinced that you ate the memory bread." The director shook his head and waved his hands. "Chinese, world history, Japanese history, and geography have been taken. The next step is foreign languages ​​and science."

“I’m not good at English.”

"The test language is optional. You can choose from Chinese, Korean, German, English, and French," the director explained.

"Is there such a good thing?" Yin Ze's eyes lit up, as if he saw pie falling from the sky, "If I choose Chinese, won't that mean I'm just killing people indiscriminately?"

"Over the years, many people have selected Chinese, but don't underestimate the difficulty. The entire article is in pure Chinese characters, without kana and supplemented by pinyin. For people with only a superficial understanding, it is like a mystery. There are even super difficult ancient texts such as classical Chinese. Are you sure you can handle two systems in one paper?" the director kindly reminded.

"If you can answer this question incorrectly, I'll chop off my head and use it as a pillow to warm your hands in the winter!" Yin Ze exudes an aura of absolute confidence that only a strong person can have.

"Since you are so arrogant, then fine, the only thing left to do is science." The Dean of Studies folded his arms, "It will definitely be too late to start cultivating logical thinking in solving problems, so just rush in and use the tactics of a sea of ​​questions to win with quantity and experience! After you practice questions until you feel a trance, you will have a wonderful inspiration when looking at any test question! It's just that the efficiency is not high in the early stage, and it will speed up after you are familiar with the framework of various test questions. There is less than a month before the unified exam, you have to work harder."

"Will it work?" Yin Ze was skeptical.

"I was also known as a test-taking tyrant back then. You have to believe in my combat experience and life summary." The dean raised his head.

"The principal is a test king, and you are a test tyrant...but your performance is not solid and you still failed to pass the Tokyo University." Yin Ze's words were vague.

"This hurdle is indeed difficult to cross. However, although I also hate that arrogant and smelly principal, you still misunderstood him in this regard. There is no problem for him to be called the king of exams." The dean of studies sighed.

"Are there any other inhumane secrets?" Yin Ze became interested when he heard the gossip.

"You know how to calculate the deviation value, right? 50 is the national average, or the benchmark. How much you exceed it means how much you surpass the average level of academic ability of all Japanese students. Otherwise, it means how much dumber you are than them."

The director changed into a comfortable sitting position, stroked his beer belly and nodded.

"The scientific part of this concept is... For example, if you scored 90 in Chinese and 50 in math, you would only conclude that you were biased in one subject and your math was very poor. But if there were 100 students in the class who scored 40 in Chinese and only 30 who scored over 10 in math, then your Chinese score would become ordinary, while your 50 in math would be an extraordinary performance."

"It's just about combining the overall environment to provide a more objective grading standard," Yin Ze said.

"By default, 75 is the upper limit, and 30 is the lower limit. If you have an academic ability of 60 or above, you can basically get into a good university. By the way, your value before leaving school, Takizawa-kun, was 53. It's hard to say now, but it should be no less than 65."

The dean sighed, and when he said this, the lonely figure of that man seemed to flash before his eyes.

"Principal Koizumi Jinzaburo's strength back then was 78... It had already exceeded the normal upper limit and was approaching the theoretical upper limit, gradually entering an inhuman level."

"?!"

Yin Ze was surprised and puzzled while eating the melon.

"Then he hasn't passed."