[Dragon Clan·Chulu] Nibelungen Soul Relief Song

After work, there is a relaxing Japanese bath. Three wooden barrels are lined up. In the steaming mist, there are three naked men of different shapes. Caesar is smoking a cigar, Chu Zihang is reading a newspaper, and Lu Mingfei is in the doze off.Lu Mingfei became more prone to fatigue than before, after all, it is impossible to make up for losing so much blood all at once.However, the store manager was kind to him, knowing that he needed tonic after recovering from a serious injury, so he specially sent the waiter to the Chinese restaurant next door to order him a porridge with longan and red dates, plus fried pork liver with spinach.

"Can you understand Japanese newspapers?" Caesar happily drank his cigar, and looked at Chu Zihang with slightly mocking eyes.

"I know the Chinese characters in it, and I can almost make out a general idea. The newspaper said that there have been several violent incidents in Shinjuku recently. It seems to be a large-scale fight between two gangs. This must be related to the Snake Eight." Chu Zi Hang said calmly, "We need to pay attention to the current affairs and news outside, because we are only trainee cowherds now, if we don't perform well, we may be kicked out of the cowherd's shop. At that time, we can't even find such a hiding place."

"Do cowherds need apprentices too? This is the first time I've heard of it." Lu Mingfei woke up leisurely, rubbing his eyes and asked.

"Takamahara is the top cowherd club in Japan. The store has the strictest screening system. All cowherds must go through the internship period. During the internship period, if you get enough likes from customers, you can save 920 flower tickets within two weeks. Apprentice cowherds will be interviewed by the store manager, and only those who pass the interview can become official cowherds.” Caesar said, “I have already saved five flower tickets of [-], and Chu Zihang has also saved [-]. You can tell by the popularity."

"Not bad, good good. I wish you success in the next interview." Lu Mingfei slapped the water happily, "From now on, Gao Tianyuan will be the world of the two big brothers, and I have to trouble you to cover the little brother a lot. The food and clothing of the wounded will be all. It's up to you to save me."

"Don't forget that the three of us are now grasshoppers tied to the same rope. You don't want to get out of the mud without getting dirty. Besides, since the store manager decided to keep you, he won't let you hang around here and wait to die. " Caesar spit out a string of smoke rings, "Chu Zihang, do you still remember what the store manager said when he saw Lu Mingfei for the first time?"

"Exquisite and touching rare treasure." Chu Zihang bit each word very clearly, "That's how he commented on Mingfei at that time."

"That's enough, can you listen to that kind of crazy evaluation?" Lu Mingfei felt nauseous.

"I think this evaluation is very pertinent, and it can impress the Chu family's rare and protected animals in the world..." Caesar grabbed his half-baked Chinese, popped a leg out of the barrel, and applied hair removal cream on it, "The store manager He looks a little crazy, but don't you think the headmaster sometimes looks crazy? It can be seen that the crazy people think of you unexpectedly high."

"Stop pointing fingers and scolding Huai, you shaved-legged shemale who has lost all integrity!"

"Tomorrow it's my turn to play Apollo. I'll wear lederhosen and a golden cape, with olive oil all over my body, and my leg hair will make the audience feel like I'm an underdeveloped orangutan." Caesar He snuffed out the cigar and picked up the spatula, "At this time, I will be very envious of you Mongolians. The underdeveloped body hair has become your advantage when you are a cowherd."

"Congratulations, Mr. Gattuso, you have broken the lower limit and successfully joined the camp of delinquent youths whose goal is the cowherd." Lu Mingfei sarcastically said.

"Isn't the meaning of the lower limit to be broken? What's more, the men of the Gattuso family have always been proud of pleasing women. We never feel that being a cowboy is a shameful thing." Caesar smug.

"So you didn't break the lower limit, but there is no lower limit at all." Chu Zihang threw down the newspaper and stood up, jumping out of the water.

He went to the side shower head, turned the switch, and rinsed his overheated body with cold water.Chu Zihang has always strictly adhered to the principle of 3 minutes of bathing, 1 minute of hot water, 1 minute of cold water, and 1 minute of warm water.The hot water in the first minute will squeeze away the remaining sweat in the body, the cold water in the second minute will tighten the muscles and skin, and rinse off with warm water in the third minute.Whenever Caesar and the cadres of the student union drank beer in the petal-strewn bathtub, they would laugh at the president of the Lionheart Society, saying that if they were luxurious nobles living in ancient Rome, Chu Zihang would be a Medieval fakir.

Now the ascetic monk is exhaling long and regularly, and the cold water washes over his bulging muscles, like a stream rushing through the rocks, or quenching a red-hot sword blank.The silver palm prints on the back gradually faded, but not completely faded. Chu Zihang didn't rub it with a towel. He didn't seem to hate having Lu Mingfei's fingerprints all over his body.

Caesar suddenly wanted to sigh, he was extremely glad that his fiancée was not a female version of Lu Mingfei.Chu Zihang is such a clean ascetic monk, and he was kissed and slapped with iron palms in public to apologize for his sins. If he were replaced by a romantic person like himself, wouldn't he be eaten alive and beaten to ashes?Thinking of this, Caesar couldn't help but miss Nuonuo. He used to think that Nuonuo was like a tigress when he went crazy. Now compared with Lu Mingfei, the tigress looks as gentle and cute as a cat.

There was a knock on the door outside the bathroom. Caesar wrapped a bath towel and went to open the door. Outside the door was Kansuke Fujiwara, a former national sumo wrestler wearing a striped kimono and wearing a crescent head.

"10 minutes, dress yourself up, the store manager wants to see you." Fujiwara Kansuke said to them in English, "Bring Sakura, the store manager is going to interview him too."

The bathroom door closed again, and Caesar glanced at Chu Zihang: "This interview came too soon."

"If you come, you will be at ease. I heard that the store manager's nickname is 'Humpback Whale'. The Japanese worship the ocean, so a man with the title of whale should be the strongest among men." Chu Zihang wiped it with a towel Body, "Today we will meet him for a while."

"It's fine if you go to meet him, but you still have to take me with you. It's really troublesome..." Lu Mingfei reluctantly left his warm bath water, and the slender body covered with thin muscles walked slowly. Getting out of the tub is like a white snake swimming out of the water in the dense mist.

Under the leadership of Fujiwara Kansuke, Caesar and his party came to the top floor of Takamahara, which is a forbidden place that only those invited by the store manager can set foot.The doors painted with blue acacia flowers opened one after another, and tall and burly bodyguards in black stood by the door with their hands behind their hands. The main color of the whole floor was sea blue, with sea blue walls, sea blue carpets, and sea blue curtains. Even the china on the dining table is sea blue.What's ridiculous is that the bodyguards' bald heads are actually tattooed with childish patterns such as sea turtles, starfish and sea crabs, which makes the originally tall environment suddenly insane. His taste in store managers has plummeted.

The last door slowly opened, and an open circular hall came into view. The wall of the hall was a huge circular transparent fish tank, and a two-meter-long tiger shark was swimming in the artificial waves.Sitting on the sea-blue velvet sofa was a man as burly as a giant bear. He was all sea-blue, from the sea-blue satin suit to the sea-blue leather shoes, to the huge aquamarine ring on his ring finger, and There is an ocean blue whale tattoo on his bald head.Huge sunglasses covered half of the store manager's face. He was smoking a thick Churchill cigar, gently stroking the famous Himalayan cat, and shaking the spirits with ice. The ice cubes reflected colorful light.

The store manager pointed to the long sofa by the door, and then pointed to the single seat in front of him, meaning to let them go up for the interview alone, while the others waited on the sofa.

The three of them looked at each other and became alert.The store manager's aura is mysterious and hard to fathom. It's somewhere between a second-class illness and a neuropathy. For them, this kind of interview can be described as their first experience in life. Everyone has no idea and can't help but hesitate a little.

"You go first with big breasts." Lu Mingfei pushed Caesar out.

"I'll go first!" Caesar stood up to the crowd without fear.

The humpback whale is famous in the cowherd world, Caesar certainly knows that the store manager should not be underestimated, but compared with the store manager's Japanese-style neurosis, Gattuso's Italian-style neurosis is not covered, the two sides confronted each other, and whoever wins will win unknown.So this time he went to the meeting brazenly dressed up, the tight suit was full of chest muscles, the tight pants wrapped the gluteus maximus, the thin silk shirt was fleshy and sexy, and a golden rhinestone scarf was tied around his neck. Dazzling.

Lu Mingfei was about to burst out laughing just looking at Caesar's attire. He covered his stomach and whispered to Chu Zihang, "Is he dressing like this to seduce the store manager? You don't need to work so hard!"

"The people of Gattuso's family are like this. Once the goal is determined, they will spare no effort and use any means. This is their scariest thing." Chu Zihang said in a low voice.

However, the store manager did not comment on Caesar's appearance and clothing at all. He picked up a brush from the desk and wrote quickly, and pushed the word "Tao" dripping with ink in front of Caesar: "Basara King, I am interviewing you. The problem is... the way of the Cowherd!" The shop manager spoke in Chinese.

Caesar was dumbfounded, unable to speak for half a minute.Nima cowherd way?If Caesar had a piece of tofu in his hand, he would slap it on his forehead without hesitation.He had already made all kinds of psychological preparations, and no harsh question was enough to break his psychological defense, but the store manager only used one word to shake his firewall.

"In Japan, every industry has its own way, leading women to find a happy paradise, this is the way of men." The store manager saw Caesar's confusion, and tried to make his language easy to understand, "Basara King, are you How do you feel about women?"

"For me, all the women in this world are the sea." Caesar was stunned for a long time, and finally found some sense.

"It's all the sea?" The store manager frowned.

"That's right, every sea in this world is different. Some seas make you feel romantic and comfortable, and some seas may kill you. As long as you are a sailor who likes the sea, you won't just stay in the warm sea. Going back and forth in the Indian Ocean, you want to go to the Atlantic Ocean, and you want to go all the way north to see the ice caps of the Arctic Ocean. But you will eventually return to the sea you love most, and change your big ship to A small boat, pull up a white sail and sail slowly.” Caesar said with a smile, “Every man is a sailor, you have to see the beauty of many seas first, but in the end you will only be in the one you like the most. The sea grows old slowly."

The store manager was silent for a moment, then applauded lightly: "That's right, Basara King, please go back to your seat."

Chu Zihang sat opposite the store manager.

"Youjing, I asked Basara King just now, and now I ask you about the art." The store manager put an elegant "shu" in front of Chu Zihang, "What should the cowherd's art be like? Simply put, it is How to charm women? How to make them willingly spend money for you?"

"Through the two-day internship, I have accumulated some experience, and I have conducted a scientific and systematic analysis of my customer base." Chu Zihang gave a calm answer with a rigorous attitude, just like conducting a thesis defense. I went to the table to accompany wine 13 times in a day, and received a total of 72 customers, the oldest of which was 37 years old, the youngest was 23 years old, and the average age was 28.3 years old. 86.7% of them were married. Compared with Caesar's customers The average age is 25.6 years old, and the vast majority of them are unmarried, which shows that my client base is more mature."

"You Jing has such a talent for mathematics!" The store manager was surprised.

"Speak with the facts—" Lu Mingfei was about to complain, when he suddenly felt something was wrong, he tilted his head, "Focus interview?"

"What do Sakura-kun's words mean?" The store manager looked at Chu Zihang puzzled. Although he could speak Chinese, he didn't know much about China's people's livelihood and national conditions.

"This is a Chinese allegorical saying, which means that empty words have no basis, and the public can only be convinced by facts." Chu Zihang replied solemnly.

"So that's how it is. The Chinese civilization is really extensive and profound. We have learned a lot today!" The store manager gave a thumbs up.

"Why was he so surprised just now? It's normal for science students to conduct a statistical survey." Lu Mingfei turned his head to look at Caesar.

"Who knows? Maybe it's because it's rare, or it's just uneducated." Caesar shrugged.

The store manager heard it really well, and his face turned pale and red.

Chu Zihang completely ignored the store manager's psychological activities, and continued to make reports in an orderly manner: "Customers who come to Gaotianyuan for consumption are more seeking psychological comfort, rather than simply drinking. I don't speak Japanese, but with the help of the waiter's translation, I know 27 of them had experienced domestic violence, 31 had their husbands having an affair, and 16 thought their marriages were on the verge of collapse. That is to say, I was facing a group of women who were disappointed in their marriages and depressed. The role is somewhere between a straight friend and a therapist, and my main job is to listen."

"If I were a woman with a traumatized heart, I would only confide my thoughts to a beautiful boy like You Jing." The store manager nodded frequently, and it seemed that Chu Zihang's performance was much better than that of Caesar.

"No, what they expect is not to confide in their hearts but to be strongly oppressed. Logically speaking, they are a typical Stockholm syndrome." Chu Zihang threw out an academic term, pointing the topic directly at the analysis results, "From the time when the guests were drunk What complains the most is not the violence of the husband, but the phenomenon of their neglect, women would rather be treated roughly than be ignored and ignored."

"Youjing, you have opened a new chapter in my understanding of Cowherd's art! Keep talking! I'd love to hear it!" The store manager leaned forward, his ears pricked up with excitement.

"After understanding the mental state of the guests, we can prescribe the right medicine. I don't need to be proficient in Japanese to play the roles they expect. I don't need to deliberately please them. No matter what they say, I will not show emotion, but treat them indifferently. Psychologically high pressure on them. Based on the psychological characteristics of Stockholm Syndrome, they will have the idea of ​​'he was rough on me on purpose', so they feel that they are being paid attention. And this attention is what they really need .”

The store manager clapped excitedly: "Wonderful! Wonderful!"

"I've only learned one sentence in Japanese in the past few days. Whenever the guests want to end it, I will say that sentence." Chu Zihang looked solemn and focused on the tip of his tongue, as if reciting the nine-character mantra of Tantric Buddhism, "じゃあ, 今日はこれでending わったか? Jun は家に帰って, 早く呵いて寿たほうがいい. (Is this the end of today? You should go home early and cry and sleep!) This kind of rough language will further stab The self-esteem of the guests, as successful women in the workplace, they will be inspired to be competitive and fighting, and they will stay and continue to buy wine, and the consumption under my name will increase." Chu Zihang finished his report, got up and left.

The store manager showed admiration on his face. At that moment, he seemed to have foreseen the future. Youjing became famous in one fell swoop and became the invincible conqueror in the cowherd world. His body is so tall and stalwart.

"So senior brother is actually an S! Strange, why didn't I find out?" Lu Mingfei rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"Because when two Ss meet, there must be an M. Under someone's lust, Chu Zihang's S attribute was completely covered up." Caesar complained mercilessly.

"What do you mean? Don't slander me, okay! Be careful, I will sue you for personal attacks."

"I'm telling the truth, you are just a natural black trembling S demon king..."

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