People in Tokyo, the world is clear

After all, young people tend to be quick to speak and say strange things. But because of their personalities, they tend to be more open and honest with people and things. When they meet someone with a less annoying personality, it's actually quite pleasant to spend time with them.

By the way, I also used some despicable tricks of adults to get out personal information.

Most of the people there were kids who lived nearby. The leader was there to attend college, and there were two local youths who were bored to death.

There are many reasons for liking reading. Older people are obviously more secretive about it, and only children reveal it openly.

Perhaps because I used to like comics, my hobby clashed with the equally immature school and class bullies. Bullying, fighting, and even physical fights over comic books were common. Over time, I ended up getting to steal the books.

Books have always been something that the self-proclaimed "big brothers" have disdained. I finally achieved my goal of seeking peace and quiet, and gradually developed an interest in them out of habit.

Of course, there is a more obvious reason, which is that the economic conditions of these young people, including their families, are not very good. Otherwise, they would not come here for free.

I feel emotional and empathetic when I hear it.

He waved and invited the guys to the coffee shop, and treated them to afternoon tea in the name of thanking them for the publicity.

I also shared with my friends some Japanese drama plots that are well-known to later generations but which I don’t intend to “borrow”, and took advantage of others to show off my “storytelling skills” as a writer.

The waiters in the cafe were so happy that they would move a stool over to sit down in their spare time, listening with great interest and nodding from time to time, and even tears welling up in their eyes as the plot twisted.

I wiped my tears with the back of my hand and choked up for the characters in the story.

"Even though he was exploited by his boss and worked overtime for a meager salary, when he looked at the fireworks before his last moment, he still felt happy and satisfied for "trying hard to protect his family"... But why did fate treat Mr. Sano like this!"

So Lin Sen also sighed.

"Fate is sometimes so cruel. Just like I tried my best to choose a coffee shop far away from Ryuhuya, but I still couldn't escape the fate of meeting you, Qingshan."

Then his arm was hit hard by Miss Xia Zhi, who was wiping her tears.

"So at such a sad moment, could you please stop making jokes like this, you bastard!"

But it probably did dilute the somewhat melancholic and sad atmosphere a bit.

He also introduced the ubiquitous Qingshan girl to the young people around him, calling them good friends, which made the young people very happy.

I also learned about the girl's equally heartbreaking story, which moved me deeply and aroused my curiosity.

Or maybe it was because young people are always straightforward with each other, and they soon started to cheer and liven up the atmosphere a little.

Immediately, a few bold and outgoing people stood up and called the confused coffee shop manager over, and talked him into buying time for the girl to sing a song.

So the confused mood instantly shifted to Qingshan Xiazhi.

Somehow he took Lin Sen and ran to open the backpack he brought and took out the guitar.

Then I was directed to hold my guitar and sit next to the cash register.

It was not until Lin Sen turned around that he reacted and grabbed the corner of the young man's clothes.

Lower your voice and make short sounds.

"Well, I mean, Xiaolin."

"what?"

"This is a cafe! Do you really want to sing?"

“It does seem a little inappropriate.”

"right!"

I thought I would get a follow-up reply from someone who was taking advantage of the situation, but the face that turned around showed only devilish cunning.

"Then just play it. Let's use the song we agreed on last time, suitable for a quiet place. By the way, that song is based on the story I just told."

"what?"

"Come on. Play the most beautiful song for Mr. Sano in the story, and for the life you have always loved."

"Eh?"

The girl was stunned for a few seconds.

My shoulders were patted secretly a few times.

When I came to my senses again, the place in front of me was empty.

There were colleagues gathered around to chat in private, and there were also many customers who were attracted by the interest.

The fearless young people in the distance squeezed back to the corner and responded to her gaze with a thumbs-up.

The young man surrounded in the middle supported his chin, looked at this side calmly, and did the same action.

He even waved his hand shamelessly.

Wow.

Surrounded by tension and embarrassment, I subconsciously lowered my head to avoid all gazes.

"Really, ah... Xiaolin."

Always put yourself in such a socially awkward situation and then hide away.

The girl sighed deeply, but she didn't know what she was thinking about.

Gradually, he relaxed and raised the corners of his mouth.

In the end she didn't refuse.

Her fingers touched her favorite instrument and she took a deep breath.

"Um, um... I'm sorry to bother you all. My name is Aoyama Natsuki, and I'm from Hyogo. Actually, I'm just an ordinary person making a living in Tokyo."

slowly.

"But I love music, especially folk music. I've always had a dream about it, and there are many songs I really want to share with everyone."

Gently, pluck her favorite strings.

"Today, I want to play a song for you on guitar. I'm really sorry if it disturbs you. But... it would be great if you like it."

Amid the aroma of coffee and roasted wheat, and amid the gradually fading noises around her, she slowly played her song.

Novel qun nine⑤01⑧㈨○玖

Bravely.

Chapter 42: No Longer Young, Still a Troubled Time

The melancholy yet elegant tone probably fits the atmosphere of the cafe very well.

But most of the people present were not in the mood to express enthusiastic feedback.

Fortunately, the girl, who has gradually become stronger, has also gradually unlocked the ability to not be happy with material things.

When the performance ended, he just stood up, bowed silently, and then returned to his post with a smile and naturally.

When Lin Sen and his group left, he leaned over the counter and waved to them.

Of course it’s a return gift.

There shouldn't have been any memorable events after that.

Only a maturely dressed woman sitting at the door attracted some attention. She was wearing a work suit and had short hair. She probably cast an interested look over here, and then glanced at Qingshan Xiazhi in the distance who was already busy and motivated.

It was probably just a stranger with whom he had a slight liking. Lin Sen always ignored him.

He quickly parted ways with the group of young people and went to the orphanage to pick out another young soul.

There is a training match tonight.

In fact, after these days of training, at least everyone in the university table tennis circle has heard of Yuzuru Niwa.

"A kid who plays in a weird way."

With this name.

I certainly hope that some of these coaches will be interested in Niwa's style and talent. But with table tennis about to be included in the Olympics, competition for special sports recruitment will be fierce.

Several coaches who were not very tight-lipped also vaguely revealed the truth. Sports schools relatively prefer athletes with solid basic skills who have been trained slowly from a fixed direction since childhood.

After all, Japanese table tennis once reached the top for nearly ten years in the past, which is a sign of the wealth of their ancestors. Although it is in decline now, it still retains a large number of high-level retired players and has its own talent evaluation system.

A talent like Yuzuru Niwa who has not been influenced by the so-called orthodoxy is probably not the first choice.

The fundamental reason is that they enter the industry at an advanced age. Most table tennis players are meticulously trained from a young age, with their skills essentially set by the age of thirteen or fourteen. Even a slight increase in age makes any further technical changes extremely painful.

However, there are still opportunities. In fact, table tennis today is quite similar to the early days of e-sports, which is still in a chaotic and barbaric era.

Currently, the only top competition recognized by the industry is the World Championship. The World Cup, which was first held in the 1980s, has gradually attracted more practitioners to join.

In other words, the demand for players has not yet reached saturation.

Lin Sen is still very confident that he can help this child gain a place in the table tennis world in the future.

What we need now is to wait for the opportunity.

After taking the child to the university grounds for a look, Lin Sen went to buy some chocolates to supplement the nutrition for little Niwa, who had not yet grown up but was already living frugally and considering entering society.

"Eat first. Then, we'll go pick up your sister Ito and warm up at the venue. Get ready."

"Ah."

The plan is very good.

However, as they were chatting and laughing as they walked back to the apartment, a hand reached out from the half-open door and grabbed their sleeves hard in the hallway.

"What's wrong, Kurosawa?"

Turning around, I saw a face that was filled with tension and anxiety.

"Ito, someone's coming over there..."

"what?"

He immediately felt something was wrong, so he pushed little Danyu to the stray dog's house, then ran to his own house next door and pushed open the closed door.

"hiss."

In an instant, what came into view was a scene that caused cardiac and respiratory arrest.

Miss Ito was sitting on the chair to the right of the dining table with her head lowered, like a child who had done something wrong.

On the other side, there was a man with a lazy look, frowning as he looked at the girl opposite him.

More importantly, there was a woman sitting upright beside him, with a calm expression and a calm demeanor.

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Of course, she knew who this man was. The "Togusa-kun" that Ito-san had spoken of was also the "secret admirer" that the girl had spoken of that had broken her heart.

Almost the next second, the young man appeared in front of the girl, causing the expressions of everyone present to change slightly.

The man in the sight, with worried eyes narrowed, was stunned for a moment.

"Ah, you are, Xiaolin?"

"it's me."

Lin Sen tried his best to suppress his tone, "At the moment, she's Ito's neighbor. What do you want to see her for?"

I originally wanted to make it more serious, but considering the feelings of the people around me, I tried to stay calm.

He was about to express his firm stance, but his sleeve was suddenly grabbed by another panicked hand.

"Um, Senior..."

Miss Ito was so anxious that she almost jumped up, but she didn't dare to make any big movements or reactions. She was like a frightened rabbit.

Lin Sen had no choice but to be patient and let her pull him to sit beside him, listening to her timid explanation.

"No, Senior, it's like this. Dongcao heard that I lost my job."

The general situation is similar to the summary.

Qian/Xun Jiu㈥○①②⑥２⑺○

This Dongcao brother learned about Ms. Ito's unemployment from a friend. Out of concern and concern, he brought his fiancée to visit her.

It sounds like a very kind thing.

But from Lin Sen's perspective, especially when he put himself in the shoes of the girl next to him, it was really a bit bad:

[The person I've had a crush on for years is not only talking about marriage, but also comes to "visit" and "care" about me like alms when I'm at my lowest point. Even more outrageous, he even brings his "fiancée" to show off.]