readx;?“ Daddy, this man stepped on me. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "The boy was reprimanded, and naturally his face was full of anger, this time it was not he who took the initiative to find trouble, but the other party provoked him.

"That's not a reason to hit someone! The slightly thin middle-aged man hurriedly walked over, and his son's performance was too disappointing for him, especially when the father was still present.

Seeing that his father was coming, the boy put away his fist and angrily pushed away the guy who stepped on him.

Tsuchiya Nishikawa was pushed and staggered several steps, and then stopped, his face was already flushed, because when he was grabbed by the collar, most of the people had already looked over, and he felt very embarrassed in public.

But the other party is tall, he is not an opponent at all, so he can only endure it with red eyes, and at this time he can't wait to find a place to hide immediately.

The movement here also alarmed Mr. Furukawa and the other three leading teachers, and the three of them came over together.

Seeing Mr. Furukawa and others coming, Nishikawa Tsuchitani felt embarrassed, but also felt like he had found someone to rely on, and shouted aggrievedly: "Teacher Furukawa ......"

"What's going on?" Mr. Furukawa looks serious and old-fashioned on the surface, but in fact, he is very recognized by the students in his bones, and when he sees his students crying, of course, he knows that he may be bullied, but in a foreign country, he doesn't want to cause any trouble, so he has to ask clearly.

Nishikawa Tsuchiya recounted what had happened to him, and pointed to someone on the other side who had just pushed him while being questioned by his father.

At the same time, a group of handsome old guys also came over, and more and more people gathered around.

After hearing what happened, Mr. Furukawa was a little dissatisfied, but considering that it was his students who were at fault first, and this was not in Japan after all, many things were not so casual.

"I'm so sorry that my student was so rude. Mr. Furukawa bowed slightly to the slightly thin middle-aged man, who spoke in English, also because he was concerned that the other party might not understand Japanese.

At this time, the slightly thin middle-aged man who had already heard his son tell about it was roughly clear what was going on, although it was the other party who stepped on his son's foot first, but it was not intentional, plus his son hit someone after all, it was not so reasonable, and the other party's attitude was good, so he was also a little embarrassed.

It's just that before he could speak, the handsome old guy who had already walked to his side took over and said, "It's okay if people apologize." He didn't know what was going on, but when he saw that it might be the teacher of the group of Japanese students who took the initiative to apologize, he thought that even if the other party was at fault, he didn't want to embarrass people too much.

Although Mr. Furukawa couldn't understand what the old handsome guy said, he saw that the other party had a kind face despite his majestic bearing, and roughly guessed what it meant, and realized that he might be the leader of a group of people on the other side, so he couldn't help but bow to him.

The handsome old man looked at this familiar bowing action, and a touch of remembrance flashed in his eyes again, and he looked at Mr. Furukawa and asked, "Which school are you from?" This time it was said in Japanese, and the fluent Japanese not only made Mr. Furukawa slightly stunned, but the fat and thin middle-aged man and the young men and women on the side also looked at him in surprise, as if they didn't know that he could speak Japanese.

Mr. Furukawa came back to his senses, the other party could speak Japanese, which was beyond his expectations, but he didn't dare to slack off at all, the other party's bearing looked like a big man, and it seemed to be very familiar, where had he seen it, but he couldn't remember it for a while, and replied modestly: "Hello, we are from Sakurano High School." ”

"Sakurano High School, is it the Sakurano High School in Tsurumi Ward, Yokohama City?" the handsome old man had obviously heard of this high school, and he told the specific address of Sakurano High School in one bite.

"Do you know Sakurano High School?" Furukawa was taken aback again, Sakurano High School is not a famous school after all, maybe it is a little famous in Yokohama City, but after going abroad, basically no one will know, but this big man in front of him actually knows Sakurano High School, which is a bit incredible.

"I've been to Yokohama City, and it's a very beautiful city. The handsome old man said with admiration, but no one saw the look of remembrance in his eyes.

"Thank you for the compliment!" Mr. Furukawa and Yourongyan, the little mustard in his heart disappeared in an instant, and it was also a lucky thing to meet a reasonable and very cultivated big man, and there would be no greater conflict because of a small misunderstanding.

"By the way, are you on a school trip?" the handsome old man seemed to be in the mood to talk, not paying the slightest attention to the surprise of his children and grandchildren next to him.

"Yes, I would venture to ask, are you Japanese?" Furukawa-sensei saw that the other party was very talkative, fluent in Japanese, and the kindness he felt from his tone, which gave him the illusion of meeting a native person.

"No, I'm Chinese, but I have a Japanese friend, she ......" Speaking of this, his voice paused slightly, and the handsome old man continued, "I haven't seen that friend for a long time, I don't know how it is?" After speaking, he sighed faintly.

Seeing his emotional expression, Mr. Furukawa guessed that he and that friend might not have seen each other for many years, and maybe there were some embarrassing reasons in between, so naturally he wouldn't ask questions like where his friend was from.

Li Xuehao was hidden in the crowd, and he was not far away, after all, many people surrounded him, if he stood alone together, it would be too special. However, he was very dissatisfied with the "friend" mentioned by the old handsome guy, it turned out that his grandmother, who had been waiting for him in the countryside, was it just a "friend"?

Thinking so in his heart, his brows furrowed slightly.

Next to him, it was Ryota Yamamoto, Ryota Yamamoto was not tall, originally because his vision was blocked, he didn't see the appearance of the handsome old man who was surrounded in the middle of the crowd, but now because some students moved their positions, he also saw the burly old man in the crowd clearly.

When he saw the other party's appearance, his face couldn't help but be stunned, and then he looked at his friends around him and said a joke: "Hey, Mazhong, this old man is very similar to you." ”

Because no one spoke at the scene, this sentence seemed very abrupt.

The students who understood all looked at it, and even Mr. Furukawa looked back, and then at the big man with a kind face, and finally thought of why he had a familiar feeling just now, it turned out that the other party looked very similar to one of his students.

The handsome old man who was surrounded by the crowd also heard it, he knew Japanese, and when he heard "Manaka" and said something like "very much like you", he couldn't help but tremble and looked at the place where the sound came from. (To be continued.) )