Guandong Yunmengtan

In the morning, Meng Xiang originally planned to go to the Academic Affairs Office to ask the school to extend the deadline for payment. Unexpectedly, just after finishing the first directing art class, he was called by the teacher of the class, Takayuki Kawano, to talk.Speaking of this teacher, he is not young. He used to be a well-known director in the Japanese film industry. He won two Japanese Film Academy Awards in China. The passing rate of class exams is very low, and he is dignified and dignified, which makes many students daunted.

Meng Xiang is not afraid of the difficulty of the exam because of his excellent grades, but he is more afraid of this teacher than other students, because he has offended the other party severely twice.

He just took the directing art course in his sophomore year. When he first met Mr. Kawano, he was described by passers-by and dressed simply. He could not see the demeanor of the legendary big-name director at all. To say it was special, it was a little bit—Mr. Kawano was lame The right leg is said to be disabled from a car accident in his early years.

Teachers in Japanese universities, regardless of age, stand in class. Each class lasts an hour and a half, which requires a lot of physical strength.Mr. Kawano is handicapped, and his center of gravity tilts when he stands up, which is harder than healthy people. Although he never shows his hard work on his face, he never leaves his handkerchief during lectures, and sweat will fall off his forehead every once in a while if he doesn’t wipe it Beads, after one class ended, the action faltered even more.Meng Xiang is a ripe persimmon with a soft heart. Seeing Mr. Kawano as if he was being punished in class, he couldn't bear to let a person of his age suffer this crime. One day before class, he moved a chair and put it on the podium. Make a fool of yourself again.

Mr. Kawano saw that the chair changed color, the chewing muscles on the side of his mouth were raised high, his eyes were raging, and he asked all the students loudly: "Who did this?!"

The fierce eyes swept over everyone's face one by one, taking away the calm and leaving the panic, the classroom was completely silent, and Mr. Kawano continued to be silent, it seemed that he would not start the class until he found the person who put the chair.Meng Xiang was stunned and confused, and suddenly heard a Japanese student standing up behind him to answer.

"Teacher, the chair was brought by classmate Meng Xiang."

As soon as the grenade was thrown, Meng Xiang was even more dumbfounded. Seeing Mr. Kawano staring at him, he stood up reflexively, but his mouth seemed to have a bag of glue in it, and he couldn't open his mouth.

Maybe seeing that he was a foreign student, Mr. Kawano's expression softened obviously. He told him to sit down, opened the lesson plan and began to give lectures. He still stood from the beginning to the end of this class.

Afterwards, Meng couldn't figure it out, and chatted with Xiong Pang to find the answer.

"Say you are a melon, get up in the middle of the night to mend your crotch, and do something! The Japanese love to save face, and other teachers stand up to give lectures. If you move a chair over and put it away, he must think you are mocking him. You're the only one with hairy hair!"

It turned out to be another misunderstanding caused by cultural differences. Meng Xiang suddenly realized why almost no one gave up his seat to the elderly on the subways and buses in Japan. Once he gave up his seat to an old lady, and the other party not only refused to accept it, but also rolled his eyes at him. Probably because he thinks he looks old and treats her like an old trash.

After that, he felt ashamed of Mr. Kawano, complaining about his troubles, digging holes for himself while embarrassing others.What's worse is that the friction between teachers and students still has a follow-up. At the beginning of the year, Mr. Kawano held a classroom exchange meeting and asked the students to prepare a topic to write a paper. He first drew up more than 30 topics for them to choose from.The students set up a special discussion group for this purpose. Meng Xiang was busy with part-time work and did not participate in the group discussion. A Japanese man called him and said that all the topics proposed by the teacher were selected by everyone, and there was only one left, so he asked him to do it accordingly. Essay topic.

Meng Xiang thought it was the department's decision, so he honestly followed through.The topic is also wonderful - on the development and influence of Japan's A and V industries, he had a headache for a long time, thinking that it was Mr. Kawano's homework, he didn't dare to neglect the slightest, diligently checked the information and took notes, and spent a month seriously After writing, it was more than 1 words more than the prescribed minimum number of words.

On the day of the exchange meeting, several teachers from the department came to listen in. The students each had 5 minutes to briefly explain their thesis.He thought that his Japanese was not up to par, so his face turned red and his veins swelled. He looked at Mr. Kawano unconsciously, and saw that he also had a bad complexion, as if there were 25 mice in his chest, scratching his heart with his claws.He stuttered and talked nonsense, sweated and trembled when he sat down, and his underwear was soaked.

Later, a well-meaning person sent an anonymous email to tell him the truth, saying that Mr. Kawano made a famous Ivy film more than 20 years ago, and it was because of that drama that he emerged in the industry. Ivy Director.The boy who called Meng Xiang had failed a subject in the hands of Mr. Kawano, and he wanted to take revenge. Meng Xiang was Chinese and out of gregarious, so he became a thorn in his side, so he borrowed a knife to kill someone and tricked him into writing the Ivy paper in public Poke the teacher's sore feet.

Meng wanted to repent too much, blocked the bad-hearted male classmate in the school cafeteria, mixed Japanese with Chinese, and was furiously scolded and criticized. If it wasn't for fear of causing a criminal case and being deported by the Japanese government, he would really roll up his sleeves and fix the situation in a down-to-earth manner. Asshole meal.That little Japanese bullies the weak and fears the strong, so when he meets him, he detours in desperation, but Meng Xiang is not much better than him. Seeing Mr. Kawano, he also feels frightened, afraid that he will find a chance to give away his shoes with jealousy.

So today he called him to the office alone to talk. Meng Xiang seemed to be a suspect who received a police summons. When he arrived at the scene, his palms were sweating, and he wiped his trousers again and again.

Mr. Kawano had a calm attitude and poured him a cup of coffee. After sitting down, he asked straight to the point: "Meng Jun, I heard that you still owe 60 yuan for this school year's tuition. Is that true?"

Usually the teacher would not care about these things, Meng Xiang became more and more uneasy, and replied anxiously: "Yes, I came to Japan to study at my own expense, and my family's financial situation is not good, so I can only rely on my own part-time job to earn money. This year, I will take photography courses, equipment and practice It costs a lot, and the shortfall in tuition fees has never been filled."

"I see."

"...how did the teacher know?"

"Yesterday, people from the Academic Affairs Office called to inquire about your study status. They said that you owed too much money and are going to complain to the Immigration Bureau. How do you plan to deal with this matter?"

"I... I'll go to the Academic Affairs Office later, discuss it with the teachers there, and ask them to allow a little more time."

"They are already looking for teachers in the department to investigate you, and they probably won't be accommodating. I think you should pay the fee as soon as possible. If the Immigration Bureau intervenes, your visa may be revoked."

Meng Xiang is now just a crab tied up in a pot, he has no choice but to let others cook.After a moment of silence, Mr. Kawano asked again: "When is the deadline they gave you?"

"……next Friday."

"Okay, let me help you figure out a way."

"Eh?"

"Tomorrow I'm going on a business trip to South Korea, and I'll be back next Tuesday. Your department starts classes at 10:9 on Wednesday morning. There is a coffee shop called 'Ya' across from the school gate. You know, I'll wait for you there at [-] o'clock, and we'll discuss this further Let's talk."

Mr. Kawano's move was complicated and confusing, and Meng Xiang couldn't figure out the way to go, so he decided to take a step by step.After class in the afternoon, he was busy moving. With the assistance of Noguchi-san, he got his luggage and went to his house to set up camp.Noguchi lives in a small alley across the wall from the "Raku Village" tonkatsu restaurant. It is a small building facing the street. The first floor is only 40 square meters. Coming out is Meng Xiang's shelter in the near future.

Busy until 9 o'clock, everything was settled, Meng Xiang took a shower in the bathroom of Noguchi's house, spread out the floor and lay down, and was surrounded by sleepy bugs in a blink of an eye. He stayed up all night last night and squinted for half an hour at noon today. Seize the time to catch up on sleep or you will be unable to cope with night work.

Half asleep and half awake, the phone rings an email notification. In Japan, it is not convenient to send text messages on mobile phones. People are used to sending emails.Meng Xiang dazedly grabbed the phone, thinking that if it was an insignificant person, he would ignore it. When he saw the name of the caller, he quickly lifted the quilt and sat up, as if he had received an angel's call.

"Meng Xiang, I haven't contacted you for a few days, how are you?—Tian Tian."

Tada, Tada~

This name is like soaking in the rain to dissipate evil in a smoggy day, which made Meng Xiang's whole heart shine brightly, and he was completely sleepless at the moment, holding his mobile phone and replying like flying fingers.

"I'm fine. It's just that I've been busy with work and study recently. How about you? Is your life going well? The professors in your school are very strict, and the rest time is getting less and less now, right?"

Tian Tian quickly wrote back: "Yes, I will be a senior next year, and I have to write endless papers every day, and I have to find time to work, which is very stressful."

Meng Xiang immediately encouraged: "Persistence is victory. When we come out to study, we must be prepared to endure hardships. We must withstand all the pressure, otherwise the previous efforts will be in vain."

Tiantian replied with a cute emoji: "Mengxiang, you are so awesome. You are always so positive. When you are in a low tide, just talk to you and you will cheer up quickly."

Meng Xiang was full of joy and praised back: "You are amazing. It is not easy for a girl to be admitted to the Department of Architecture of Dongda University. She must be much smarter than me. I don't know how many people envy you. You should cherish the opportunity and study hard. Successfully obtaining a degree is worthy of my hard work in the past few years."

He encouraged Tiantian to encourage himself. As early as two years ago, he had a secret love for this female compatriot, and unconsciously bound each other's future. The feeling of working together and making progress together is the best for him. Motivation, let him transform from a lonely frog into a fighting falcon, and spread his wings to fight for a piece of blue sky for the two.

Even though they haven't met, or even spoken to each other.

The acquaintance was three years ago. At that time, Tiantian took the initiative to private message him on Weibo, saying that he had just arrived in Japan and wanted to consult him about studying abroad.Meng Xiang was alone at the time, and the girl from Hangzhou flew into his lonely window like a butterfly. After a few conversations, he had the desire to get close, and established frequent communications.

Tian Tian is four years younger than Meng Xiang. He is a third-year student in the Department of Architecture, Faculty of Engineering, University of Tokyo. He is also a hard-working child.The Department of Architecture at Dongda University has a heavy workload, and she can't stop working, so like Meng Xiang, she has little time to play. In the past three years, Meng Xiang proposed several dates, but was disturbed by such and other things.

He also wanted to make a phone call to hear the other party's voice, but Tiantian said that she didn't like boys with poor Mandarin, and asked him to practice his pronunciation before talking.Poor Meng wants to meet mostly Japanese people in Japan, and even if he has the opportunity to speak Chinese, the people he talks to are also his parents and fellow villagers.People in Chengdu have a good understanding of their hometown dialect, and Mandarin is only used in foreign communication. If someone speaks Mandarin to fellow villagers, they will be ridiculed as "smelly fake" or "pretending to be crazy". When it comes to the communication permit with Tiantian, there is no way to talk about confession, so he can only imagine things through the Internet.

Xiong Pang also knew about his crush on Tiantian, and he had been vaccinated early in the morning.

"Don't be too hard on yourself, things on the Internet are so hot, you can't even touch the fire door, how do you know how she was born? There are so many scammers here every year, and many use the Internet to defraud. The aunt pretends to be a little girl. , the escort girl is pretending to be a college student, where is the hometown of this Tiantian girl, and whether she is studying in Dongda University, you still have to put a question mark, you are stupid to like her just by a few lines, what if it is fake What should I do?"

Xiong Pang is sophisticated and sophisticated, worried that his friend would be cheated, followed up and checked for more than a year, and after confirming that Tiantian had not borrowed money, asked for insurance or other suspicious behaviors, he relaxed his warning slightly, but still reminded Meng Xiang not to fall too deep.

"She doesn't meet you and doesn't want to make phone calls. She still looks a bit mysterious. She may be ugly, or she may have faked her identity. She is afraid that she will show her face when she meets you."

Meng Xiang firmly believed in Tiantian, saying that Xiong Pang has a prejudice against women, and thinks that all women in the world are cunning, so he tries to catch men to cheat.

Xiong Pang was furious: "I was born to a girl, so I may not be prejudiced against our mother!? Guizi is trying to please you, and he refused to listen to you when he greeted you. I was just about to say that there is another person named Tiantian. Maybe it's not a woman, you haven't read the news? Recently, many men in China pretend to be women to cheat on the Internet. You haven't even heard her voice. Maybe it's a green hook kid pretending to be a girl. This thing teases you. If you don’t believe your father’s words, you’ll be tricked the next day, and you won’t even be able to cry if you call your baby!”

That quarrel led to a cold war between the two friends for three months. It was Xiong Pang who took the initiative to apologize and the two sides reconciled. From time to time, deliberately say something nice about the other party to make him happy.Meng Xiang didn't bother with him, he was still laughing and joking, assuming there was no such conflict.

From this incident, he understood that he really liked Tiantian, cared more about her than a good friend, and was willing to bear the reputation of "emphasizing sex over friends". In the future, he will definitely find an opportunity to woo her, Write her name in your family register.

"Meng Xiang, you still have to work in the middle of the night, go to sleep, I am relieved to know that everything is fine with you."

After chatting for a few words, Tiantian thoughtfully urged him to rest. Meng Xiang was reluctant to let go. Things were not going well recently, and he needed to find motivation from Tiantian so much, so he couldn't help but want to meet again.

"Tada, are you free this weekend? Let's go to Odaiba to ride the Ferris wheel."

"I'm sorry, I'm going to Nagoya for practice on the weekend. You know that our report cannot be written without the actual data of the construction site as a reference."

Tiantian's answer disappointed him once again. He was already used to disappointment as he expected, but due to the recent ups and downs, it became more and more sour like the coffee overnight.He sighed depressingly, and replied in a nonchalant tone.

"It's okay, homework is important, as for playing, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

"Okay ~ Meng Xiang, how are you going to spend the weekend?"

"For me, let's go to the school library to review."

"It's rare to have a vacation, why don't you relax?"

"Haha, for me, studying means relaxing. I like my major. It's very interesting to do it as a hobby."

"Enen, come on, go to sleep, good night~"

At the end of the communication, Meng Xiang lay down and recalled Tiantian's words word by word, his heart was intoxicated, it was like sitting on a Ferris wheel, rising steadily, and when he reached the clouds, he was invited to be a guest by the long-awaited Duke Zhou.