The machine is not big, and it can be surrounded by a slap. The entire body is wrapped with a layer of transparent green plastic machine leather, and the operation of the parts inside is clear at a glance;

Four beige buttons are dotted above, embedded on the edge of a white ring. The assembly line looks pleasing to the eye, and the cute breath fills the nose, which firmly attracts Long Tian’s attention.

The back cover of the battery is engraved with made     in    japan, origin is in Japan, not Taiwan or Malaysia, and the production date is August 2000;

The manual is in all Japanese. Although I can't understand it, I thought it would be better to put aside the instructions for using this easy-to-operate machine;

After glanced at him happily, Long Tianxin looked at the shop owner with satisfaction, forgot where he was. He spoke in Chinese: "Boss, how much does this cost?"

The shop owner looked at him with a smile. Although he couldn't understand his words, he inferred from his satisfied expression that it was a quote such as asking for the price. The shop owner happily said Japanese, but Long Tian didn't understand, so he looked at Shi Yiming;

After hearing this, Shi Yiming next to him looked surprised and asked in confusion: "Boss, is this really not worth it?"

The shop owner smiled and said, "Since this little brother likes it, give it to him. I can see that you are admiring it with your heart. It will always reflect your value in your hands than in this cold cabinet."

The next sentence is said to Long Tian.

Shi Yiming was stunned for a moment, and he was half a beat slow before he translated to Long Tian;

After hearing this, Long Tian was extremely surprised. He could not imagine that he could pick up the pie falling from the sky in the capital of Japan. He held his head and looked at the owner in disbelief. His expression could not hide his excitement. The owner nodded happily;

After a momentary ecstasy, Long Tian quickly returned to his calm. He shook his head, waved his hand, rejected this unreasonable act of favor, and quickly pulled out the yen worth ten thousand from his pocket and put it in the hands of the shop owner;

The shop owner was angry by this unkind behavior. He shouted angrily, then handed the money back to his hands and said calmly: "I don't know if you bought it for your loved one. I only know that you like it very much, just like me. Little brother, I like people like you, persistent and firm, I have a fate with you, this machine is just a gift for you, please cherish it!"

Of course, Shi Yiming supplemented the meaning. When he said the last sentence, his heart suddenly shook, and a trace of obvious trembling in his voice. Mikeko's figure emerged again, and painful thoughts spread instantly!

After listening to Shi Yiming's explanation and learning about the owner's intentions, Long Tian was very moved and replied happily: "Boss, your vision is so accurate! My girlfriend likes this kind of walkman very much. I bought it for her. I found a lot of places but didn't. I thought it was really gone. I didn't expect... Well, I will definitely treat it well. I thank you on behalf of my girlfriend!"

Shi Yiming, who was standing beside him, was stunned and did not keep up with Long Tian's thoughts. The owner did not understand what he was saying, but from his excited expression, he roughly figured out that it was a thank you and said, and he smiled and nodded.

As the saying goes, "Eat others with soft mouths and short hands with others." Long Tian felt guilty about this gift that flew for no reason, but the retreat to offset favors with money has been blocked. He had no choice but to learn the humble appearance of the Japanese, bow awkwardly to the owner, and repeat the recently learned Japanese word "a-li-ga-do (thank you)" three times;

The Japanese were always polite when treating guests. At this time, seeing the young Chinese boy acting humble and polite, without the arrogance and frivolity of the Japanese young people nowadays, the owner laughed happily and looked at Long Tian with an admirational look.

The embassy's banquet was said to celebrate the qualification of the China Youth Team for the World Youth Championship. From the scene, it looked more like a complaint and family gathering, and it also had the meaning of farewell party.

Chinese football has been unfavorable in recent years, and it is like a heart disease that is difficult to cure in the hearts of the people of the whole country. It is better not to mention the pale report card of the men's and women's national teams. The youth team, which has always been full of expectations, has been lost since the flash of inspiration for the past year. This time it is an expedition to Japan again, and the difficulties can be imagined;

In fact, the difficulties encountered by this national youth team are unprecedented, but they faced the difficulties, played the toughness that Chinese football has rarely had, fought several tough battles, and after several unforgettable cycles of life and death, they persevered to the end, allowing the Chinese people to truly feel the hope of Chinese football for the first time!

Several officials in the embassy are not solid fans of Chinese football, but they still have a passion for attention for the teams from the motherland. Unexpectedly, a set banquet unexpectedly added a few triumphant flavors, and the excitement during the meal was quickly ignited to a climax;

Lu Juren has always been not good at tedious social engagements in the officialdom. In the face of the frequent urges of officials to drink, he kept saying, "It is not advisable to drink when suffering from stomach problems." The remaining situation can only be handled by Yi Zhong, Wang Peng and Pan Jun;

Without the pressure of the competition, the players scattered around the table were eating happily, and the sound of punching and shouting from time to time during the meal.

At the end of the banquet, a counselor from the embassy drank happily and actually ran to the silent Lu Juren in a daze and drank crazy: "Lu Juren, Coach Lu, haha... Chinese football is not easy... OK, it's been a long time since it's not so easy. His mother's national team rushed into the World Cup, but it's not so easy!"

"This, these guys are not, wrong, there is a future, I, I'll be optimistic about them, right! You, you must bring them well, come back to Spain with a brand, no matter what color it is, it's a medal! Chinese football players, can't continue to be so bad, too bad, too bad..."

Later, the counselor lay down on the chair next to him and fell asleep. Everyone couldn't help laughing when they saw his drunken ghost like a pile of mud;

Lu Juren, who had always been serious, suddenly witnessed the unrestrained and unscrupulous thinking of the past, and carefully chewed the drunken words that seemed logically chaotic but sincere, and felt infinite melancholy in his heart!

When I returned to the hotel where I stayed, it was already 11:40 pm after all the washing work was over. The players fell asleep one after another. The exhaustion of this period of time made the players exhausted. Sleeping peacefully until they woke up naturally became the players' biggest wish at this time. After making a big day and half an evening, the players mostly fell asleep at the speed of free fall as soon as they put on the bed sheets.

After Long Tian came out after taking a shower, he found that Zhao Yue, who was drunk, had already fallen asleep. At this time, a deafening snoring sound rang;

Lu Yunkai was brushing his teeth and was about to go to bed to enjoy his dream. Qian Cheng was too energetic and was consuming his remaining energy on the bed against the Nintendo Palm Game Machine I bought today. Luo Xian lay on the quilt and was studying something seriously at the notebook.

Long Tian kept rubbing his wet hair with a towel and asked curiously: "Yin, aren't you sleepy? What are you doing? You're so serious. You'll have to take a plane back to Beijing tomorrow, go to bed early."

Luo Xian didn't seem to hear Long Tian's words, and he shouted "ha": "Ahhh, brothers, I found the exact reason why the Koreans lost to us!"

The sound was a little higher, Lu Yunkai poked his head out of the bathroom, kept "shushing" him, signaling to keep quiet.

Qian Cheng was attracted by his confident words, put down the game console in his hand and looked at Luo Xian. Long Tian also walked to his bed strangely and browsed the content he wrote in the notebook. It turned out to be the appearance list of Korean players;

Unexpectedly, Luo Xian, who has always been a big and thick man, recorded the list of opponents assigned by the coach in detail. Long Tian was a little surprised, but he was more confused and looked at him in confusion: "Is this what you call the secret to our victory? You are fooling people again."

He nodded confidently to Long Tian, ​​then turned to look at Qian Cheng, and said proudly: "The Koreans are so scared. When their parents gave birth to them, they knew that these dead boys would definitely fall into our hands, so they reminded them in their names that the Korean boy ignored their parents' painstaking efforts and dared to speak out loud, without knowing themselves at all, and deserved that they lost! Fuck, hahaha..."

Only then did Long Tian notice that the words "fake man" and "unstop fighting" were marked on the names of Shen Jia and Nan Bozong respectively;

Long Tian admired his friend's rich association ability very much, and happily gave him two thumbs up, and Luo Xian smiled even more crazy.

After hearing such an unscrupulous and sufficient sentence to relieve his hatred, Qian Cheng was also attracted. Luo Xian pointed to him and explained in detail: "A team composed of a group of 'fake men' people can of course not play as a group of real men, and a group of novice faces will naturally be 'hard', haha!"

Looking at Long Tian, ​​he praised, "That so-called 'Korean No. 1 Iron Man' has turned into a piece of scrap iron under your impact. What about 'Iron (Preserve)'? Let's goofy bullshit!"

Qian Cheng was also happy and asked curiously: "Hey, I said Erlangzi, where did you steal your fast divergent thinking? Why can you say one or two verbal words every time? Maybe you have a better future in studying than playing football, haha!"

As if he was touched by an aspect that made him extremely proud, Luo Xian smiled happily: "Thanks to my baby wife, I am from the Chinese Department of Sichuan University, I'm envious! In this world, it's so fucking not easy to find a college girlfriend, especially for us who are simple-minded and well-developed, "It's harder to win the hearts of a talented woman who values ​​both beauty and wisdom than climbing the Shu road! Haha, 'It's not something that ordinary people can't do, it's a saint', I, Luo Xian, is not an ordinary person!"

The intention of boasting was fully exposed. Qian Cheng, who was disdainful, mentioned the sour poem he recited last night to ridicule him. The two of them got together with laughter.
Chapter completed!