I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 117 The beginning of university

When Fujii gathered some free attributes, the time has come to March 2014. The destination of the school trip for the third year of senior high school is the university of their choice. The school will collect statistics and arrange student groups from similar cities. Since I have been to Waseda once , Fujii tree did not sign up.

Graduation speech was written on the blackboard in the classroom. The cherry blossoms outside the window fell at a speed of five centimeters per second. Miyagi, the teacher in charge of the class teacher, had a red spot after she finished her speech. A group of students were about to disperse separately.

Most of these students will be admitted to well-known universities in the country, and a small number of them will go to specialized institutions to repeat their studies.

"Ding dong!"

When the last high school bell rang, Fujii looked away from the window, and said goodbye to the classmates in the classroom. Rin Kamiya has always fished and refused to come to class during this time, which is probably the privilege of the eldest lady.

Walking to the entrance where the shoes are changed, when he opened the shoe cabinet, a lot of pink letter paper poured out, Fujii looked at the shoe cabinet with nothing but letters, sighed helplessly, bent down to pick up the letters that fell at his feet .

"Well, Fujii-san, can you give me a button."

Looking up, it was a girl she didn't know, standing timidly in front of her, her voice trembling.

Island countries have a tradition of giving clothes buttons when they graduate, usually the second button on the shirt, as a symbol of unrequited desire, which has been pursued by generations of boys and girls.

"OK thanks."

For a rare moment of consideration, Fujii unscrewed the second button on the shirt and handed it to the girl.

"You don't need the ones here, just any location."

The girl was a little flattered, waved her hand, and finally only took the bottom button of his shirt. Fortunately, he still has a school uniform suit jacket, so he doesn't have to worry about the danger of revealing his chest.

When he walked into the school's parking shed, all the buttons on his shirt, including those on the sleeves, were taken away, leaving only the second button in his pocket, the one with the most special meaning.

Pushing out the bicycle, he found the class monitor Chika Akiyama standing behind him. He heard someone approaching, but he didn't expect it to be her. Apart from collecting homework, he rarely talked to this quiet, single-tailed girl class monitor.

While thinking about it, he guessed something, pushed the cart past Chika Akiyama, took out the last button from her pocket while she was not paying attention, and stuffed it into Chika Akiyama's schoolbag.

However, Chika Akiyama didn't seem to notice, and the courage she finally summoned was interrupted.

Until she got in the car where her parents took her to Kyoto, she was admitted to Kyoto University with excellent grades, and never saw the boy by the classroom window again, deliberately dropped the rubber to pick it up, and there was no chance to watch .

"The house has been rented in advance, and our family can spend a few days in Kyoto, what's wrong? Do you feel sad to say goodbye to high school life?"

The father who was driving saw the loneliness on Akiyama Chika's face through the rearview mirror, and comforted him.

"University is more comfortable than high school. Liberal arts majors basically have classes four days a week, and there are no restrictions on classes or teachers. If you meet someone you like, bring it home and let us see it. Marriage is also possible."

"Can't you just say a few words and concentrate on driving?" The mother, who knew Chika Akiyama better, restrained her father's outspoken displeasure.

At this time, a button fell from the side pocket of the schoolbag. Chika Akiyama picked it up and looked at it. There was still a broken thread on it.

She suddenly remembered something, lowered her head and buried her face in her legs, her shoulders twitched slightly.

Goodbye, my high school days; goodbye, that boy by the window.

She thought, this period of unrequited love that ended without a cause finally came to an end.
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In early April, Waseda University in Shinjuku, Tokyo, admission day.

After overcoming the tiredness in the bed, Fujii got up from the bed in the bedroom. He moved into an apartment seven or eight kilometers away from the school two days in advance. It is a standard one-bedroom, one-living single-person suite with a total area of ​​less than 10 square meters. , the monthly rent is [-] yen, and it takes about [-] minutes to walk from the nearest tram stop.

He is 19 years old this year, and his height stays at 179 centimeters, which is regarded as upper-middle level among his peers, but the altitude of some junior high school students on the street is almost catching up with him.

Get up and wash, put on a black suit prepared in advance for the entrance examination, put a tie on the white shirt, and the tie with the image of Kira Kira's stand-in killer queen cat cat head image, this is the only unique thing about his clothes.

This tie is treasured by Uncle Tianhai, and the black suit was also bought with reference to his school experience. The complete outfit is less than [-] yen, including the leather shoes under his feet.

"Okay, it's time to listen to the school leader's chanting."

Facing the mirror in the bathroom, Fujii Ki, who still kept her long and shattered hair, took care of her hair, put on her new backpack, and went out at seven twenty.

After buying a one-way ticket at the station, Fujii waited on the platform for a while, and there was a long line of young girls behind him, while the middle-aged office workers on the left and right were waiting alone.

"Is the new Johnny's entertainer secretly filming the show?"

"Really, so handsome? Maybe it's true."

"He seems to be from the Jiashiyuan..."

The tram pulled into the station and stopped, and Fujii chose to stand in a remote corner to avoid unnecessary sight and attention.

And beside him, there was also a middle-aged man who was much shorter than himself, wearing sunglasses and a mask, and looked very suspicious at first glance.

"Waseda University? Oh, today is the entrance day."

The man in the mask glanced at the half of the school opening notice protruding from the pocket of Fujii's jacket, and murmured, feeling a little nostalgic for no reason.

"Senior, are you a Waseda graduate?"

Fujii Shu said in a low voice, the sound on the trams in the island country is too loud, people will think it is impolite and cause trouble to others, and the reason why he asks is because he thinks the voice of the man in the mask is a bit familiar, as if he heard it somewhere Pass.

"Well, I did attend Waseda University, majoring in Huaguo Literature, but I dropped out of school halfway."

It's rare to meet a junior from his alma mater, and there are more men talking in masks. Look carefully, is this little brother's appearance exaggerated? Come here, there are still a few people staring straight at Fujii Shu, are they planning to knock him out at the station and take him away?
"That's a coincidence. I'm also a Huaguo literature major. The professor is said to be Sosuke Fukuyama."

Fujii is used to this kind of attention. After his charm reached its peak, he has seen the stalker more than a dozen times, chatting casually, anyway, there are still several stops in the car.

"Actually, you are so outstanding. It may be good to be an artist after graduation, but you must finish school. It can be regarded as a lesson for others."

Since he is a junior from the same university and the same major, the man in the mask spoke earnestly. Before getting off the bus after two stops, he suddenly stuffed a business card and explained.

"If you want to develop in the direction of an artist in the future, I can give some suggestions, and tell Professor Fukuyama for me. I am deeply sorry for my recklessness back then."

If it was just an ordinary-looking junior, his words would only be the second half, but it would be a pity not to take advantage of Fujii's condition, so he said a little more.

After exiting the station, the masked man got into the Mercedes-Benz nanny car on the side of the road and took off his sunglasses and mask.

Feeling a little baffled, Fujii opened the business card, and there was a well-known name written in Chinese characters on it.

"Masato Sakai/Actor."

It turned out to be this one!

Fujii is not a star chaser, but Masato Saki has been so popular in recent years, it is difficult to know.

The little brother just now always feels like he has seen him before.

Masato Sakai, who boarded the nanny car and headed to the filming crew, took out his mobile phone and dug out the browsing records on it, until the news of last summer's Koshien report came before his eyes.

Is it Fujii tree?Athletic genius high school student?He's still so handsome, it's a foul.

He pouted, showing an envious expression.

This guy doesn't need to be an artist at all!If you sign any team and make a lot of money, don't you make a clown with what you said?How can it be repaired! ——
Get out of Takadanobaba Station and enter the nearby Waseda University along the road. The most shops along the way are various izakayas. The prices on the signs, especially the drinks, are very cheap. Naturally, Fujii who has not yet reached the drinking age cannot buy and drink. , just glanced at it briefly, and followed the flow of people who also participated in the entrance ceremony into the school hall.

The hall in Waseda is much more grand than Hachioji High School. There is a large-sized overhead projection screen hanging high on the rostrum. There are no fixed seats in the middle of the venue, but simple folding chairs. Book the student's name and the name of the high school, and everyone needs to be seated.

Fujii found his name in the first three rows, and a small area around him was also a student of Hachioji High School. As soon as he sat down, he found acquaintances.

"Fujii-san, I thought the staff made a mistake just now. With your grades and reputation, it would be a pity not to go to Tokyo University."

The person on the left is none other than Kendo Minister Ichikawa Rikichi, who opened his mouth in surprise and asked.

"Isn't Waseda University known for its laxity? Except for the strictness of the political and law departments, I don't want to get involved with the elites across the country. It's not bad to come here."

Fujii answered half-jokingly, and Minister Ichikawa nodded dubiously after hearing him explain the meaning of the trendy word "involution".

"I entered the business department, which is not much better than the political science department."

"Oh, I chose the Department of Literature, majoring in Huaguo Literature, and my Chinese is not bad."

Fujii, who was from China in his previous life, took a coincidence. After all, he had been educated for more than ten years. Maybe the professor Fukuyama who taught him is not as good as himself in Chinese.

"I heard that this year's national kendo competition is more important than in previous years. Even the sword and protective gear for the competition have been changed. The champion can get [-] million yen. Are you interested?"

Before he could say a few words, Ichikawa Rikichi's fox tail was exposed. He is at the fifth-dan level of kendo, and with Fujii tree who can win the championship with one thigh, he can share 2000 million yen. ?
"Isn't it possible for all genres to participate? Aren't you going to help your father's Ichikawa One-Sword Style?"

The event planned by Zhou Quping has been bombarded by major media recently. The publicity of the state machine after the launch has made the people of the entire island country more or less aware of it. Fujii is no exception. Ask One sentence.

"Haha... Well, I also have a master of the same school in Osaka who is [-]th dan in kendo, and his apprentice is [-]th dan. It's not my turn to represent Ichikawa."

Ichikawa Rikichi was a little embarrassed, scratched the back of his head, and had a wry smile on his face. His sword strength was only level [-], and he didn't have a grandfather who lived in the ring. How could he grab the precious place in the competition?

"Everyone, Mr. Takayasu Okushima, the principal, will deliver an opening speech for the entrance ceremony."

Fujii Shu was about to answer, when the host's voice sounded from the stage, the venue fell silent, and many eyes were fixed on the old man standing still on the rostrum.

He is not younger than the vice-principal. Are the colleges and universities in the island country run by the elderly?
Forced to suspend the conversation, Fujii looked at the principal Okushima with silver temples, waiting for his speech like everyone else.

"This year marks the 132nd anniversary of Waseda. I would like to congratulate everyone present. Everyone has passed a rigorous examination before being selected into this school, which proves their learning ability."

Although the principal of Okushima who was speaking on the stage was old, he was still full of spirit. He took the prepared speech and spoke for more than ten minutes before completing this boring speech. After the entrance ceremony, the students lined up to leave .

Fujii tree and Ichikawa Rikichi separated, each went to the corresponding department, and received a student ID card, a school magazine introducing the contents of the school, and a one-page freshman class schedule.

Island University is different from Huaguo. There are very few dormitories (dormitories) in the school, let alone Waseda located in Shinjuku District, Tokyo, so the traditional bridge of seeing roommates for seniority will not appear.

Moreover, the university does not have fixed classes, and professors are only responsible for teaching classes, not class teachers. The reason why Fujii knows who the professor of her subject is is because of the information disclosed in advance by Mr. Hayakawa at the admissions office.

In four years of university, you can graduate with 120 units of credits. The average freshman class is only four days a week. After that, the sophomore and junior year will have to be free!

After reading the contents of the freshman class schedule, Fujii couldn't complain. Although he came to lie down and dawdle, your subject is really giving face. People are always a bit contradictory, just like worrying that my cousin will suffer, but at the same time afraid He drives a Land Rover like his cousin.

Today is the entrance ceremony, and tomorrow he will officially start school. He packed all his things into his schoolbag and walked to the station to return to his apartment.

In another more famous university in Tokyo, Rin Kamiya, who sat in the first row of student seats, endured until the principal's speech was over, and walked out of the venue quickly.

Fujii tree, you are not at Tokyo University at all!Where did you go!
She tore up the admission notice of Dongda University, threw the pieces into the trash can on the side of the road, pursed the corners of her lips in resentment, her face was as cold as a thousand years of frost, this well-known university in Asia, in her heart Portions are not as good as someone's.

(End of this chapter)