Paper tiger

Today's Song Yuan can't believe that an unscrupulous author would use his dark history as a title!anger!condemn! ! !Please leave a lot of comments~~~ I will be full of confidence when I see the comments! ! !Energy injection! ! !  …

He is not familiar with the place here, and he can't understand Japanese. After being frightened, he instinctively wants to flee.However, Song Yuan followed the prestige and saw a woman in the alley—the woman who yelled just now, and there was a man beside her.

Song Yuan immediately became vigilant.Reminiscent of the Japanese news I have seen, that man may be a pervert who molested women.Song Yuan was about to step forward, when she suddenly saw the girl raised her fist and hit the boy on the shoulder, and yelled quite irritably, "No way!"

"No way race", Song Yuan understood.This word exists in his very limited Japanese vocabulary.

When I was about to graduate from elementary school, there was an otaku in the class who liked the heroine Shana in "Shakugan no Shana", so he always said this Japanese sentence. There is no way to race," shouted.He said, "Wulu Sai" means "long-winded", and it is a word that is said only after "tiring".

Everyone asked him "what does it mean to be tired", and he said "it's just like Song Yuan".The students in the class immediately understood, oh, it turns out that I am tired because I look good!

It has been several years since Song Yuan learned that "Ceng'erlei" means "tsundere".Fortunately, he thought that "tired" meant "handsome". At the age of that kid who loves to show off, he often showed others that he could say a few words that others couldn't understand, such as "I'm rubbish." Tired".

Knowing that the true meaning of this word is "tsundere", Song Yuan is quite broken, to the point where she feels ashamed.This incident brought him a profound lesson, and taught him not to talk nonsense about things he didn't understand.As a result, Song Yuan quickly bid farewell to the stinky fart love to show off and the boyhood of the second year of middle school.

Song Yuancai blushed with embarrassment at the past, and when she came back to her senses, she found that the man and woman actually kissed.A few minutes ago, the quarrel was so intense that Song Yuan misunderstood that the girl met a pervert while walking at night, but now the two of them are so close that they can't tell each other apart, kissing so hard.

Song Yuan was even more ashamed.Now he's not just an unattractive bauble, he's also a shining light bulb stuck there stupidly.He hurried away.

Song Yuan only slowed down when she reached a place where there were no people.Thinking of the intimacy of the couple just now, Song Yuan suddenly felt a little envious of them.Envy that they seem to love each other even when they are angry... He even envies that they can quarrel.Song Yuan originally thought that quarreling hurt feelings and was not a good thing.However, at least they can talk to each other, and it seems that the quarrel may also lead to indistinct kissing and intimacy.

That's not bad either.

The quarrel suddenly became something that Song Yuan felt very envious of.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Song Yuan suddenly discovered a very serious problem - he didn't know the road in front of him.

He kept walking mechanically, walking forward... all he thought about was about Jiang Jiaming, and he didn't pay attention to the passing scenery at all.Now, he had no idea where he was.

Street lamps cast a cool white light.Being in the dark, facing the empty and quiet street, and facing a completely unfamiliar place name, Song Yuan panicked.The tall buildings on both sides of the road looked like giants in black armor, looking down at him...

The exuberant imagination frightened himself enough.Song Yuan hurriedly stopped thinking about it, took out her phone, only to find that Jiang Jiaming had called several times, the latest one was 3 minutes ago.His phone was on silent and he didn't check it in time, so he only realized Jiang Jiaming's call to him now.

Song Yuan quickly called back.As soon as the phone was connected, he heard Jiang Jiaming ask him: "Xiao Yuan, where are you?"

This "Little Yuan" almost made Song Yuan cry.In this unfamiliar land, hearing the voice of the only loved one you can trust is like a pillar.

Song Yuan forcibly held back her excitement, "I'm..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Song Yuan realized that he didn't remember the name of the road.Mingming just saw the road sign just now, and he recognized the Chinese characters on the road sign, but because of his absent-mindedness and too many distracting thoughts, his mind was empty and he didn't remember anything.

He looked around and found a convenience store on the corner of the street, and there was a sign there too.

"I have a convenience store here, let me take a look at the street signs..."

Song Yuan walked quickly to the convenience store. After seeing the street sign on the street corner, he felt relieved. Fortunately, it was not an unreadable word.However, there was no response from Jiang Jiaming on the phone, and Song Yuan realized that his phone had turned off automatically.

Try to turn it on again, but the screen only shows the red mark of battery exhaustion.

Song Yuan didn't know when the phone turned off automatically, and she didn't know whether Jiang Jiaming heard the location he reported.

He looked back at the convenience store, maybe he could ask the clerk to lend him his mobile phone, and then call Jiang Jiaming to report the location.

The clerk was a very young boy who greeted Song Yuan with a smile.Song Yuan tried to speak English with him, but the boy immediately showed a troubled expression, shaking his head and waving his hands.

"NO.ENGLISH.NO."

The other party's accent is a bit heavy.Song Yuan understood what he wanted to express from the few words that popped up repeatedly - she couldn't speak English, nor could she understand it.

Song Yuan said "thank you" to him in Japanese.For simple Japanese words like "thank you", "hello", and "how much", he still did some homework before coming to Tokyo.

But the boy clerk looked anxious and waved his arms up and down.Song Yuan couldn't understand, seeing that he seemed to have something to say, but he couldn't say anything, and she was aggrieved. Song Yuan made an "OK" gesture, wanting him to relax, think slowly, speak slowly .

At this time, the boy clerk suddenly had an idea, pointed to a door in the store and said: "ENGLISH. GOOD."

Song Yuan understood.Just now, the boy's clerk danced and danced, hoping that Song Yuan would wait a while and stay.There are still people in the shop who speak good English, and may be able to communicate with Song Yuan.

Seeing that he seemed to understand, the boy clerk ran to rescue the soldiers. After a while, the boy clerk and another man in the uniform of a clerk came out from behind.

The other is a little older, about 25 or [-] years old, wearing black-rimmed glasses.He first greeted Song Yuan in English, with some Japanese accents, but this accent highlighted his earnestness in speaking every single word.

Song Yuan roughly explained the cause and effect, speaking very slowly.The older clerk roughly understood, and took his mobile phone to ask Song Yuan for the mobile phone number he wanted to call, and when he was about to dial for him, Song Yuan realized that he couldn't remember Jiang Jiaming's Japanese mobile phone number.

Song Yuan thought for a moment, maybe she could ask for directions, and if she knew how to get to Jiang Jiaming's rented apartment, he could go back by himself.

At this time, Song Yuan realized a somewhat difficult problem.Although he remembered the name of the street where the apartment was located, he didn't know the Japanese way to pronounce the street name.Song Yuan spoke the name of the place in Chinese, hoping that the pronunciation of this word in Japanese and Chinese would not differ much in pronunciation, but the expectation was still in vain.The older clerk shook his head.

Successive hopes failed several times, which made Song Yuan feel frustrated.But now is not the time to be depressed, Song Yuan immediately cheered up and asked the older clerk if there was any paper and pen.He could write down street names.

However, neither clerk had a pen and paper.Song Yuan looked around and found post-it notes and colored pens for sale in the store.He bought post-it notes and colored pens, wrote down the street name, and handed it to the clerk.

The older clerk showed Song Yuan the way in not-so-fluent English, and drew a simple map with the colored pens Song Yuan bought.Song Yuan got a general idea of ​​the location of the apartment and thanked the two of them.The older clerk also asked Song Yuan if she needed to call the police for help.

Adult men have to be escorted back to the apartment by the police, which is not only troublesome but also embarrassing, Song Yuan of course doesn't want it.He said: "It's OK. I will figure it out. Thank you."

Walking out of the convenience store, the temperature plummeted, and the knife-like cold wind hurt Song Yuan's face.

Song Yuan turned up her collar, barely covering her face, and walked quickly on the trail.