Diamond Ace Takanono
Chapter 306 People and things related to him
Chapter 306 People and things related to him
On New Year's Eve, Gao Zhiye was lying on the sofa at home, his long legs were being worn through like a forest, and he was so annoyed that he finally shrank to only half of the position.
Then he began to be climbed around like a big tree, and once again caught the snow that was about to slide down from behind. Gao Zhiye really felt that this child was probably reincarnated from a monkey.
"Are you the reincarnation of a monkey?"
Even Li Youyou's cheeks flushed from playing.
"I'm not a monkey!" Qian Xue remembers whether to eat or not, and has long forgotten what he was taught before.
"It's not a monkey, you keep crawling around."
"Then you can't say I'm a monkey!" Seeing that Qianxue was about to make trouble again, Gao Zhiye could only plug his ears to make up for it.
"In fact, in China, calling a person a monkey means that he is very powerful. In Chinese myths, there is also a hero called the 'Monkey King'."
"Huh? Really?" Lang Zhi also leaned over curiously, "Is it the same as Wukong?"
"It's Wukong."
Facing the three pairs of eyes, Gao Zhiye could only search the plots of the previous TV dramas from his mind and tell them stories. Later, even Shen Qing and Mr. Sasaki participated in it.
And why the children are interested in news about China recently is all because the Olympic Games will be held in BJ this year, which is the hometown of their mother and eldest brother, and everyone else is very curious.
It's a pity that the place where the torch is passed in Japan is not Tokyo, but Nagano.
'Do you want to ask for leave then? The end of April is the time for the handover of the Spring Conference and the Kanto Conference. '
It has been almost 3 years since he came here before he knew it. In the first Christmas, he would feel particularly melancholy because of the exotic scenery, but now he is fully integrated into it.
"What's next?" It was nine o'clock in the evening, when it was time to go to bed, but the two children were still excited and asked Gao Zhiye about the story behind.
"How did he become a hero in the future, let's talk about it tomorrow!" As soon as the eldest brother's face fell, Qianxue and You knew that no matter what they said, they couldn't do anything, and they were dragged to wash by Shen Qing while muttering.
They didn't wait until the New Year's Eve. After all, they are very regular people. They only heard voices outside in the middle of the night, probably from neighbors passing by.
And in such a special festival for Japan, a person finally set foot on the land of Tokyo. In the cold wind of his long-lost hometown, he yawned while waiting for his checked luggage.
The phone was turned on, illuminating his chin, "Has Dad arrived yet?"
In a certain corner, he half dragged and half dragged to find the car with three big suitcases.
"Dad, open the trunk."
"Okay." It was Coach Ninomiya who opened the door, "Why do you have so much luggage, why don't you just sell it second-hand locally? You have everything at home."
"Ah, didn't I tell you guys, when I come back this time, I will probably move out and share the rent with Kinoshita."
After Kinoxia Liu's mother tricked her son back home, she gradually lost her longing for her son, leaving only disgust, seeing and hating Kinoxia Liu every day.
At this time, my good buddy from the United States just came back, and the two hit it off immediately and said they wanted to move out.
Coach Nigong didn't say anything, but when he slammed the door a little too hard, the old father finally spoke after the car drove for a kilometer.
"I don't think the two of you live together. Since you are independent, you can rent a place nearby by yourself. That guy Kinoshita can't find anyone to go after get off work every time. If the two of you get together, I think Your mother will be very worried!"
The people next to me were a little sleepy due to the shaking of the car, and they used my mother as an excuse every time, so I honestly said that I was worried.
Coach Ninomiya continued to talk, "You look like this, you must have been up all night again."
"Well, the friends from the team ended up drinking together again." He could have continued to sign the contract this year, but his family, including good friends, were calling him, so he had to come back.
He is still looking forward to the children in Tokyo.
"Humph--"
The car headed towards the outskirts of West Tokyo, turned another corner, and even the taillights could not be seen. The conversation between the father and son disappeared in the night. As for what this personnel change will bring to Takano, now Still unknown.
On the other side, the snow in Hokkaido is still falling. Unlike other places, the snow here forms a ball in the air and hits the eaves with a heavy sound.
Masamune Hongo fell on the bed, because he lost his height, the roof at this time seemed to be much higher, and the sound of snow falling appeared in various places on the high place.
This made the boy feel that he was buried in a safe snow cave. Putting down the book in his hand, he got up and picked up the letter he had received a few days ago.
From Tokyo, it seems to have the unique noisy neon lights there. The envelope and letter paper are very simple, but the fragrance on them is expensive. Maybe that person got it from a woman's belongings. Envelopes and stationery.
"I have finished reading the novel you recommended to me last time.
Immediately after reading it, I felt that the plot was absurd, but when I think about it in retrospect, it has a meaningful taste, as if the world is full of changes and cannot be controlled.
. . .
When I wrote this letter, I wanted to pretend to be a knowledgeable person and copy two books to recommend to you, but I finally gave up.
I have read very little Japanese literature, so I can only recommend Chinese literature to you. I searched it online, and there are already translated versions.
. . .
In Qingdao, you have become the target of everyone, and everyone is thinking about how to hit your fast finger next time.
I'm fine, the biggest opponent at this stage is still myself.
. . .
Do you have any tips on throwing fast fingers?
I'm very interested in this ball, if I can't say it, forget it, I'll ask other people.
. . .
This is the first time I have written a letter with a person on letter paper. Compared with when I send a message, I always think of what to send, and I seem to have to think more when I write.
So I also seriously thought about the answer I hope to get from you.
You are going to play professional baseball, so how do you plan?
Hope to get an answer from you next time. "
Hongo folded the letter again according to the creases. This is the fifth time since receiving the letter, but the reply letter is still not finished. It is not that it is not written, but five or six pages have been written. Don't think he takes it too seriously or something.
But the truth is, even Lian Si found out, "What do you secretly write every day?"
Fortunately Christmas was off, and he returned home with letters and replies.
'Professional baseball plans? '
To be honest, Hongo has only one impulse in his heart now, and that is to leave here, but he doesn't want to leave in despair, he wants to leave with his head held high in the most satisfactory way, and that is through the professional baseball draft.
The daily squeeze and training now is not so much yearning for professional baseball and then planning, but it is more like loathing here and hoping to fly away.
Sometimes, people's negative emotions are more like firewood for moving forward than positive emotions, so this is the first time Hongo has been asked so solemnly, and it is also the first time he has begun to think seriously.
"Prickly—" Another piece of waste paper was thrown away in a ball.
Takano in Tokyo has long since fallen asleep, and in distant Hokkaido, there is another person who is deeply troubled by his problems.
When I was writing the boss’s job report PPT today, I put all the action parts in the accumulated bubbles and turned it into a picture. I was very happy after drawing it
Sure enough, the time of creation is the most free
(End of this chapter)
On New Year's Eve, Gao Zhiye was lying on the sofa at home, his long legs were being worn through like a forest, and he was so annoyed that he finally shrank to only half of the position.
Then he began to be climbed around like a big tree, and once again caught the snow that was about to slide down from behind. Gao Zhiye really felt that this child was probably reincarnated from a monkey.
"Are you the reincarnation of a monkey?"
Even Li Youyou's cheeks flushed from playing.
"I'm not a monkey!" Qian Xue remembers whether to eat or not, and has long forgotten what he was taught before.
"It's not a monkey, you keep crawling around."
"Then you can't say I'm a monkey!" Seeing that Qianxue was about to make trouble again, Gao Zhiye could only plug his ears to make up for it.
"In fact, in China, calling a person a monkey means that he is very powerful. In Chinese myths, there is also a hero called the 'Monkey King'."
"Huh? Really?" Lang Zhi also leaned over curiously, "Is it the same as Wukong?"
"It's Wukong."
Facing the three pairs of eyes, Gao Zhiye could only search the plots of the previous TV dramas from his mind and tell them stories. Later, even Shen Qing and Mr. Sasaki participated in it.
And why the children are interested in news about China recently is all because the Olympic Games will be held in BJ this year, which is the hometown of their mother and eldest brother, and everyone else is very curious.
It's a pity that the place where the torch is passed in Japan is not Tokyo, but Nagano.
'Do you want to ask for leave then? The end of April is the time for the handover of the Spring Conference and the Kanto Conference. '
It has been almost 3 years since he came here before he knew it. In the first Christmas, he would feel particularly melancholy because of the exotic scenery, but now he is fully integrated into it.
"What's next?" It was nine o'clock in the evening, when it was time to go to bed, but the two children were still excited and asked Gao Zhiye about the story behind.
"How did he become a hero in the future, let's talk about it tomorrow!" As soon as the eldest brother's face fell, Qianxue and You knew that no matter what they said, they couldn't do anything, and they were dragged to wash by Shen Qing while muttering.
They didn't wait until the New Year's Eve. After all, they are very regular people. They only heard voices outside in the middle of the night, probably from neighbors passing by.
And in such a special festival for Japan, a person finally set foot on the land of Tokyo. In the cold wind of his long-lost hometown, he yawned while waiting for his checked luggage.
The phone was turned on, illuminating his chin, "Has Dad arrived yet?"
In a certain corner, he half dragged and half dragged to find the car with three big suitcases.
"Dad, open the trunk."
"Okay." It was Coach Ninomiya who opened the door, "Why do you have so much luggage, why don't you just sell it second-hand locally? You have everything at home."
"Ah, didn't I tell you guys, when I come back this time, I will probably move out and share the rent with Kinoshita."
After Kinoxia Liu's mother tricked her son back home, she gradually lost her longing for her son, leaving only disgust, seeing and hating Kinoxia Liu every day.
At this time, my good buddy from the United States just came back, and the two hit it off immediately and said they wanted to move out.
Coach Nigong didn't say anything, but when he slammed the door a little too hard, the old father finally spoke after the car drove for a kilometer.
"I don't think the two of you live together. Since you are independent, you can rent a place nearby by yourself. That guy Kinoshita can't find anyone to go after get off work every time. If the two of you get together, I think Your mother will be very worried!"
The people next to me were a little sleepy due to the shaking of the car, and they used my mother as an excuse every time, so I honestly said that I was worried.
Coach Ninomiya continued to talk, "You look like this, you must have been up all night again."
"Well, the friends from the team ended up drinking together again." He could have continued to sign the contract this year, but his family, including good friends, were calling him, so he had to come back.
He is still looking forward to the children in Tokyo.
"Humph--"
The car headed towards the outskirts of West Tokyo, turned another corner, and even the taillights could not be seen. The conversation between the father and son disappeared in the night. As for what this personnel change will bring to Takano, now Still unknown.
On the other side, the snow in Hokkaido is still falling. Unlike other places, the snow here forms a ball in the air and hits the eaves with a heavy sound.
Masamune Hongo fell on the bed, because he lost his height, the roof at this time seemed to be much higher, and the sound of snow falling appeared in various places on the high place.
This made the boy feel that he was buried in a safe snow cave. Putting down the book in his hand, he got up and picked up the letter he had received a few days ago.
From Tokyo, it seems to have the unique noisy neon lights there. The envelope and letter paper are very simple, but the fragrance on them is expensive. Maybe that person got it from a woman's belongings. Envelopes and stationery.
"I have finished reading the novel you recommended to me last time.
Immediately after reading it, I felt that the plot was absurd, but when I think about it in retrospect, it has a meaningful taste, as if the world is full of changes and cannot be controlled.
. . .
When I wrote this letter, I wanted to pretend to be a knowledgeable person and copy two books to recommend to you, but I finally gave up.
I have read very little Japanese literature, so I can only recommend Chinese literature to you. I searched it online, and there are already translated versions.
. . .
In Qingdao, you have become the target of everyone, and everyone is thinking about how to hit your fast finger next time.
I'm fine, the biggest opponent at this stage is still myself.
. . .
Do you have any tips on throwing fast fingers?
I'm very interested in this ball, if I can't say it, forget it, I'll ask other people.
. . .
This is the first time I have written a letter with a person on letter paper. Compared with when I send a message, I always think of what to send, and I seem to have to think more when I write.
So I also seriously thought about the answer I hope to get from you.
You are going to play professional baseball, so how do you plan?
Hope to get an answer from you next time. "
Hongo folded the letter again according to the creases. This is the fifth time since receiving the letter, but the reply letter is still not finished. It is not that it is not written, but five or six pages have been written. Don't think he takes it too seriously or something.
But the truth is, even Lian Si found out, "What do you secretly write every day?"
Fortunately Christmas was off, and he returned home with letters and replies.
'Professional baseball plans? '
To be honest, Hongo has only one impulse in his heart now, and that is to leave here, but he doesn't want to leave in despair, he wants to leave with his head held high in the most satisfactory way, and that is through the professional baseball draft.
The daily squeeze and training now is not so much yearning for professional baseball and then planning, but it is more like loathing here and hoping to fly away.
Sometimes, people's negative emotions are more like firewood for moving forward than positive emotions, so this is the first time Hongo has been asked so solemnly, and it is also the first time he has begun to think seriously.
"Prickly—" Another piece of waste paper was thrown away in a ball.
Takano in Tokyo has long since fallen asleep, and in distant Hokkaido, there is another person who is deeply troubled by his problems.
When I was writing the boss’s job report PPT today, I put all the action parts in the accumulated bubbles and turned it into a picture. I was very happy after drawing it
Sure enough, the time of creation is the most free
(End of this chapter)
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