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Yamamoto, mountain wood, mountain forest, whatever, this guy is at best a gangster with no brains.Stupid and rough, in the war of aggression against China, in countless film and television dramas, the role of the pig-headed captain is nothing to be afraid of!

The real lethal power is here!

At the door, at the corner of the stairs, a young man in white clothes climbed up the stairs.

The guy has a very handsome hairstyle, a thin face, and a kind of smile on the corner of his mouth, which looks very flat to us, but looks bad, evil, and charming to a girl.

He is about the same age as me.

But there is a rare sophistication and calmness between his brows, and his eyes are sharp.

The clothes are simple and plain, with obvious Japanese traces.

It is no exaggeration to say that this guy, in the eyes of Two-dimensional fans, is a handsome Japanese boy who came out of comics.

In the Qing Dynasty of China, Mr. Zeng Guofan, a very arrogant official, once said such a sentence.

By watching a person walk, you can tell whether this person can become a generation of heroes!

In front of you, how does this young man walk?Lift your feet lightly, not tight, not busy, not in a hurry, not impatient.But I can't see that he did it on purpose.He is like a fish, swimming back and forth freely in the air, not startled by the slightest wave but familiar with his surroundings.

He looked up, meeting my gaze.

That moment!

We both froze for a moment.

Of course, rotten girls, don't think too much about it, we've got nothing to do with each other.

The reason why we were stunned was that we all smelled a little bit of the same smell in each other.

Traditional Chinese Medicine, Guoshu, Guoxue, Chinese Culture, Taoism...

Only those who have been immersed in these things before, and then pondered over these things carefully, and achieved achievements, can exude such a breath on their bodies.

So, I froze for a while.

As for, he was stunned.

I have to ask him about this.

You little Japanese, why are you so dazed?

At this moment, Michiko came out from behind: "Mr. Ji, please listen to my explanation, they... oh... Mr. Sasaki, you are here."

I turned my head, and suddenly saw Michiko's face, which flushed red, and then became infinitely shy.

interesting!

This Sasaki, it seems, is Michiko's favorite lover, Prince Charming.

The anime boy smiled: "Michiko, it's nice to see you again."

Strange, this guy speaks Chinese, and his words are correct.

Michiko blushed a bit, then ran up to me, stopped me and said, "Please, Mr. Ji, don't be angry. Yamamoto is that kind of person. He is very rude. You are right to teach him a lesson. Please, Mr. Ji, don't be offended. "

I nodded, and then, still flashing, went downstairs.

Michiko trotted behind and followed.

On the second floor, there is a small hall.

Michiko stopped me: "Mr. Ji, don't mind, I think we can sit down and have a good talk?"

I said, "Okay. Go ahead."

Michiko poured me coffee.

At this moment, I saw Xue'ezi and Zhou Hongying coming out of the room with their heads poking around.

While walking, Zhou Hongying muttered: "Who is this person? Why does his voice sound so familiar?" After speaking, Zhou Hongying walked upstairs subconsciously.Take three or four steps.Suddenly, she turned her head and ran downstairs without saying a word, and Sa Yazi fled into the room.

Lan Xue'e was stunned, not knowing what was going on, she stood still, glanced at me, then shook her head and spread her hands, and then, twisting her belt, ran back to the bedroom.

I saw this scene in my eyes.

I thought about it.

That Sasaki, there is a problem, there is a big problem!

Because, instinctively, I have a very strong hunch that he is probably the one in the legend.

Why do you say that, don't be deceived by the name Sasaki, don't be deceived by his identity.Names, identities, this, that, can be completely fake.

The only thing that is real and true is the temperament on the body, the inner breath!

If this thing is fake, it cannot be true, if it is true, it cannot be fake!

It's just, why did this guy mix with the Japanese?

Ha ha.

The sword takes a slanted edge, and Metersbonwe does not take an unusual path.

Fun, fun!

Michiko handed the coffee to me: "Mr. Ji, I'm really sorry about what happened just now."

I said gently, "it's okay, it's over."

Michiko: "Yamamoto is that kind of person..."

As soon as the words fell, I heard Tanimura yelling loudly upstairs, but they were all in Japanese, so I couldn't understand them.

I smiled, took a sip of coffee, and asked Michiko, "Who is that Sasaki?"

Michiko blushed: "He is a Japanese I met when I was studying in Australia. He is very good, outstanding. Oh, by the way, he is proficient in Chinese culture, your Taoist thought, and martial arts. He is proficient ,he is great……"

Michiko said, her heart was full of joy, and her heart had already floated upstairs.

Australia, huh...

Poor little Japanese girl, she was cheated!

However, I don't want to expose this brother's little deception. He must have a last resort for pretending to be Japanese.This, you have to help secretly.

I nodded, and I said to Michiko: "Chinese culture is extensive and profound. Before the Chinese, they did not study carefully and did not study hard. They have made mistakes. But now, many Chinese, based on the foundation of their predecessors, We are discovering and learning about these cultures step by step.”

Michiko was excited: "Yes, actually..." The little girl from Japan whispered to me: "I don't like the religion my grandpa and the others believe in. I am in Australia and secretly participated in the baptism. I am a Christian."

After speaking, Michiko secretly pulled out a small necklace from the depth of her collar, and there was a small golden cross underneath.

I laughed, Michiko, you little Shinto traitor...

In fact, Japanese youths no longer feel much about Shintoism.They either don't have much faith, or they are very interested in some foreign things.

For example, Chinese kung fu...

Okay, not much to say, at this time, Gu Cun has already moved his legs slowly with the support of several men, and came downstairs.Behind him, followed by Yamamoto with his head drooping, and Sasaki with a smirk on his face.

to this small hall.

Tan Cun, with a wave of his arm, motioned for the person supporting him to step back.

Then, he glared at Yamamoto and said a bunch of Japanese words aloud.

Yamamoto, Hay, Hay, kept nodding.

Then, he twisted his head, walked in front of me, lowered his head, and babbled a series of words.

Michiko translated, what this guy means is, let me punish him. He doesn't know that I'm Mr. Tanimura's distinguished guest. He's rude to me, and he's willing to be punished.

I glanced at Michiko, I asked her to translate, and I asked this Yamamoto to swear to the emperor that if he mentioned the word "Shina" again, he would cut off one of his fingers.

Michiko was taken aback for a moment, but still struggled to translate my words.

When Yamamoto heard this, he gritted his teeth.

He lowered his head, turned up a pair of dead fish eyes, and stared at me fiercely.

I folded my arms, looked coldly, activated, villain skills.

Right!

Don't just fight your eyes, who wouldn't.

After 20 seconds, Yamamoto lost.

He gritted his teeth, turned around, faced the window, plopped down on his knees, then raised his head, and muttered a string of Japanese bitterly.

I look at it coldly.

The scene was very cold, very cold, and no one dared to speak.

Even Tanimura, the old guy, squinted his eyes and looked at me with strange eyes.

I let it look at me.

For Chinese, etiquette is one aspect, but more importantly, domineering!

A kind of etiquette domineering!

Only in this way will you win respect in your interactions with international friends.Moreover, this kind of domineering is not accumulated by money or material things.It's the spirit, bearing, and inner self-cultivation!

To put it bluntly, it is to value one's own personality!

This is very important.

The mistake we often make is, alas, it’s not a big deal!

In this way, outsiders will only feel that you have no character, no temper, and are a standard soft persimmon!

Yamamoto finished as I said, twisted his head, gritted his teeth, gave me a bitter look, whoosh, and fled downstairs.

Mr. Tanimura turned his attention to me.

After a while, he murmured: "Like, Mr. Ji! You and your grandfather are too similar, too similar!"

I raised my wrist to look at my watch, and said to Tanimura lightly: "Mr. Tanimura, is there anything else? If not, I'm going to rest."

"Oh, Mr. Ji, that's it. If it's convenient, I'd like to introduce a friend to you." Tanimura led the way, and at the same time, let Sasaki out sideways.

"This is Mr. Sasaki who lives in Australia. He is a standard Chinese hand. He knows a lot about your Taoism and Chinese medicine. This time, Mr. Sasaki and Yamamoto came from Japan for one thing. The family is very important. thing."

I look at Sasaki...

At this time, Tanimura stepped forward and motioned for us to sit on the sofa.

Then, he said: "The community's business is now under competition. We urgently need someone to help us solve this trouble."

Speaking of this, Tanimura turned his gaze to me: "Mr. Ji, I know all your information very well. You... If you can, can you help me this time?"

I was taken aback, and I smiled and said, "I'm alone, a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. How can I help you?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, Sasaki spoke.

"Mr. Ji seems to be more than just an ordinary doctor of Chinese medicine. As far as I know, you should be Taoist doctors. Taoist doctors regard everything in the world as the source of disease, the mother of disease, and Taoist doctors treat diseases. When you live at home, you can take care of everything you drink and eat, how can you say that you are an ordinary doctor of Chinese medicine?"

I smiled: "Mr. Sasaki, you are a Japanese, how can you speak Chinese so fluently?"

Unexpectedly, I just finished speaking.

Sasaki switched to English again: "Actually, my English is also very good. In addition, I am also proficient in Japanese."

powerful!You have one more language than me.

but……

What about Cantonese?

I tried my best to use standard Cantonese and gave it a try.

Sasaki gritted his teeth lightly...

He will not!

Hehe, this round is a draw!

At this moment, I asked again with a smile: "Mr. Sasaki, where did he learn Chinese from in Australia? Also, I heard that you know Taoism and Chinese national studies. From whom did you learn these things?" "

Sasaki smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth again: "Teacher! I learned from the teacher!"