When the plane arrived over Tokyo, the porthole was a dark green sea, and the land was cut into small lattices, green and lush. The houses are densely packed together. Feng Lu's mood was a little excited.

The person who wants to come to play most is her. Yuan Yuan is a child of a rich family, travel is commonplace, Fang Yan is completely with his girlfriend, and he goes the same everywhere. But Feng Lu is different, her previous job was very busy, her income was low, and she didn't have time or money to go out to play.

Feng Lu likes to draw comics, especially the fresh style of Miyazaki's films: the ancient ruins hidden in the sky in "Castle in the Sky", the rhapsody of seeds growing wildly under the stars in the middle of the night in "My Neighbor Totoro", and the bathhouse where demons dance wildly in "Spirited Away...... She would love to visit the Ghibli Museum on the outskirts of Tokyo.

Feng Lu is a very reliable assistant, out of the customs, she ran to change a bunch of yen, bought three subway transportation cards, and led Yuan Yuan to take the subway according to the map on her mobile phone. During the summer vacation, there are many young Chinese people who come to play in Yuben, and it is lively.

Fang Yan and Yuan Yuan only carried small schoolbags and did not bring luggage. Fang Yan dragged Feng Lu's large suitcase and followed all the way. Tokyo's subway is very well developed, and there are many detailed signs, so even if you don't know Japanese or English, you can easily find directions. Fang Yan stood in the subway, exclaiming.

He said that he was polite and very quiet. The queue in the subway was orderly. And, everyone is tightening their shoulders and being careful not to touch others.

Feng Lu booked a hotel opposite the Tokyo City Hall in Shinjuku, and at 4 o'clock in the afternoon, the three of them entered the room and put the salute away, Feng Lu and Yuan Yuan looked at each other, their eyes lit up.

"Eat something delicious!" Yuan Yuan pointed out the window. Outside the window is the Tokyo City Hall building, on which a huge promotional banner for the 2020 Olympics hangs.

"Why did you book a room?" Fang Yan asked. This is a standard double room with only two beds.

"Yes. I asked the hotel for an extra bed. Feng Lu's face flushed and whispered.

"It's not appropriate, is it?"

"It's the tourist season, and the rooms are full......," Ms. Feng said.

Feng Lu is not good at lying. Fang Yan felt that she was trying to save money. This time I went out on a trip, and I couldn't let SS TV pay for it, and Feng Lu bought an economy class ticket. Although the hotel is five-star, it is estimated that she is reluctant to live in one by herself, so she makes do with Yuan Yuan.

"Don't care. My own people, it's okay. Yuan Yuan pushed Fang Yan out.

Fang Yan asked in a low voice, "Don't you feel awkward?"

"I don't think so. ”

Shinjuku is one of Tokyo's busiest districts, and it is not only a shopping paradise, but also a variety of cuisines, as well as custom shops and bars. Yuan Yuan was completely happy, got out of the subway, dragged Fang Yan and ran onto the overpass.

The crowd on the flyover is very dense, Chinese is spoken everywhere, and I am afraid that half of the tourists are from China. Fang Yan looked around curiously, his eyes on the shopping mall opposite, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

He Yu?

Huge billboards cover the entire building, glittering in the sun. Above it is an extremely familiar face, with clean short hair, a smile in clear eyes, and only a line of small English words on a white background, what kind of cosmetics.

"Look, isn't this Sister Xiao Yu?" asked Yuan Yuan.

He Yu endorsed a cosmetics brand, and the photo was actually hung on the streets of Shinjuku. It seems that the queen of heaven is also very popular in Yueben. Fang Yan was in a trance, because He Yu had never advertised in Huaxia. He took a photo and sent it to He Yu.

He Yu instantly replied: "This is Tokyo?

"That's right. ”

"What happiness!"

Fang Yan asked, "How are you?"

Since the last time He Yu held a concert in a tavern and recorded an album, he has disappeared. The new album "The First Night" was not released, and her company did not contact Fang Yan, and the copyright fee was not paid.

He Yu said: "I am dying. ”

“……”

Fang Yan had a lot of questions, but he didn't talk to He Yu anymore. Yuan Yuan took him to a small restaurant and ordered three eel rices.

The heavy wooden lunch box is opened, and the rice grains exude a fresh fragrance. The thick sweet sauce is poured over the rice, and a large spoonful is served, and it is full of happiness. The eels are cut into sections and neatly stacked in rows, making them soft and tough, sweet and delicious. There's also a small bowl of steaming kombu soup.

Yuan Yuan and Feng Lu were eating with their eyebrows fluttering, and their bodies were shaking.

I have a rigorous attitude, meticulous and well-behaved. The young waiters who are busy running around the restaurant are very enthusiastic, and every time a new customer enters the door, they bow loudly and say hello.

All three lunch boxes were clean. Fang Yan felt that the food was not enough, so he asked Yuan Yuan on the other side of the table, "Have you eaten enough?"

"Mu has ......," Yuan Yuan muttered. "Let's go eat seafood!"

Feng Lu put down her mobile phone and said with a sad face: "Sure enough, the ticket is gone." ”

Tickets for the Ghibli Museum must be booked online in advance, and they are sold out as soon as they are released, making it difficult for tourists to book them. Yuan Yuan comforted her for a long time.

Towards the end of the evening, the three decided to go to the University of Tokyo to play. The weather was too hot, Yuan Yuan and Feng Lu bought parasols, and Fang Yan also wore a big straw hat.

There are many completely opposite places in Tokyo and Japan. For example, cars drive on the left-hand side of the road. Many elderly people have to work hard in their 70s for a pension. There is not a single garbage can to be found on the street, but it is exceptionally clean. For example, the air is clean. You can smoke in a restaurant, but not on the street, and you will be fined. Here, electronic payments are not widespread, and when you go to the supermarket to buy something, you have a bunch of coins in your pocket.

In addition, there are many bookstores and video stores. People have a high willingness to consume culture and like to read physical books. Fang Yan thought that it was almost extinct in Huaxia video stores.

"You see, the houses are small, and the cars are small. Feng Lu stood at the corner of a small street and looked around.

"But the fish are big. ”

In a corner of the street, there was a small garbage bin, and several men and women stood next to it and smoked. There was also a vending machine next to it, which was full of cigarettes. It turned out to be a smoking area.

"Bad guys. ”

"Huh?"

"You go for a cigarette too. ”

"I don't want to smoke. ”

"Smoke one, smoke one. After Yuan Yuan finished speaking, two small hands pushed him from behind.

“……”

Fang Yan was speechless, bought cigarettes and lighters in the vending machine, and lowered his head to smoke. Yuan Yuan took out her mobile phone, took a photo of him, and posted it in the WeChat group of the nameless tavern.

As night falls, the campus of the University of Tokyo becomes quiet, and it is home to many of the top universities and tourists. In a small restaurant near the subway station, Yuan Yuan finally ate all kinds of seafood.

Ice-cold draft beer is served in large glass bottles, and plump salmon slices are smeared with mustard, and a small soy sauce bowl is lightly dipped in a mouthful of grease. The tempura is fried golden and crispy, the thin octopus claws are placed on top of ice cubes, and the sushi rolls are cut into sections.

Fang Yan also asked for a big bowl of ramen, the soup was thick, with oil splashes, and the barbecued pork was cut into thick slices. Pick up the noodles with chopsticks and swing them in the air.

A meal of nonsense.

It was already 9 p.m., and outside the subway station, a boy who looked like a college student was playing a guitar and singing, and there was an iron box on the ground with a few coins and a few 1,000 yen bills. There were three or five people in front of him, listening to the song in a daze.

He sang a Japanese song with a somewhat odd melody. Fang Yan felt that his level was average, better than Yang Zhenyu, probably at the same level as Yu Haiyang. He hadn't heard this song, maybe it was an original song. After listening for a while, Fang Yan put all the coins in his pocket.

The boy was still singing, smiling and bowing to Fang Yan in thanks.

"Bad guys, bad guys. ”

"Huh?"

Yuan Yuan leaned into Fang Yan's ear and whispered, "Are you going to sing?"

"Huh?"

"Tell him about it, borrow his guitar and sing it. It's okay, don't be embarrassed. ”

“……”

"Sing one, just sing one. ”

Fang Yan was speechless.