Holding a fork in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, he cut a small piece from the plate in front of him, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly. It's not the first time to use Western food, but it's the first time he thinks that Western food is delicious, and he doesn't have the feeling that eating steak is like eating rubber tires. This is indeed a precious truth.

Putting down the fork in his hand, Takeshita Grass Mustard picked up the red wine glass placed next to him, brought it to his mouth and took a sip, and the attention of his eyes fell on Beichuan's mother and daughter respectively. Noticing that they were enjoying themselves and eating quite happily, he thought it was worth the money, and did not bring them here to enjoy it himself.

At this moment, a waitress led two men and two women to the nearest square table and sat down separately. Two of the men were older, glasses and in his early thirties, while the other was a young man sitting next to his left hand, who was mediocre in his twenties or nineteens.

A slightly older woman to the right of the eyed man is dressed in style and with elaborate makeup, and a GUCCI designer bag, presumably at the age of twenty-six or seven. The other woman sitting opposite him was the youngest, twenty-two or three years old, with a goose egg face, delicate facial features, a slender figure, and a good dress. She didn't wear makeup, her appearance was pure and natural, very pure and lovely, and she also exuded a temperament that highlighted her intellectual beauty.

"Have you ever read the short story called "Rashomon" in the Spring and Autumn Period of Literature and Art? Although the author's tone is a little cold and cruel, it is definitely a masterpiece. In my guess, the author of this article is not too young, but at least forty years old. Not only that, but the other party's life experience should also be very rich. Otherwise, it would not be possible to write about the evil side that reflects the depths of human nature. The eyed man pushed the frame of his glasses up with his left hand, and the thumb of his right hand was involuntarily erected, first opening this conversation between them.

"I just like to read fashion shopping magazines, and I don't know anything about literature. Yamamoto-kun, you are really amazing, so connotative. For me, who doesn't know anything, you have to tell me more about this. Ten fingers crossed, palms together is a fashionable woman who is biased to one side, slightly sideways towards him, squeezing her eyebrows and winking.

The man with glasses, who didn't pay attention to her, looked at the object of his interest sitting across from him with burning eyes. The reason why he is not very interested in fashionable women is, on the one hand, he dislikes the other party's high school graduation, low education, and has no common language and hobbies with himself, and on the other hand, he is also very dissatisfied with the other party's work as a shopping guide in a medium-sized department store.

The profession is a doctor's eye man, and he works in a large general hospital, which not only has a high income, good stability, but also a high social status, and is a decent job that is very popular with women in Japan. I was prepared in advance, did my homework, and learned that she not only worked for the Literature and Art Spring and Autumn Publishing House, but also graduated from a prestigious university, was a full-time member, and also served as an editor. Thinking that such a talented and good-looking high-quality ** sex is his official marriage partner, he asked with a smile that flattered the other party, "Miss Sakai, what do you think?" I've also heard that the short story "Rashomon" was discovered by you among many contributors. In this way, you are the author of the author. ”

Sakai Chie, who is calm, can be regarded as accompanying friends here for a friendship. I am mainly a green leaf, and the purpose is to set off my friends to find a satisfactory home. She didn't have any restraints, and she didn't want to talk about marriage so early, so she expressed her personal opinion: "This writer is old, I'm afraid it may not be." Sholokhov, a great writer from the former Soviet Union like "The Quiet Don", was only 21 years old when he wrote this work. It took him 14 years to finish it, and he was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature. For a long time, Sholokhov was questioned as a ghostwriter, after all, with his life experience, he should not be able to write such a profound masterpiece. Didn't the facts prove it later? "The Quiet Don" is from his pen. ”

"According to your meaning, the author of "Rashomon" will be our Japanese Sholokhov? In the near future, he will also win the Nobel Prize in Literature? Became the first Japanese to receive this award. Then she said that the eyed man was talking downward, and while pointing the dishes on the menu with his hand to show the waitress next to him, he expressed his own questioning.

"He is not the Japanese Sholokhov, but the Japanese genius Gogol." Chie Sakai, who picked up the tulip glass with water in front of him and took a sip of water, told everything he was thinking, and said without reservation: "At the current stage, he is the most dazzling rising star in our Japanese literary scene. Although the number of works he has published in the past month is large, I have never seen works that are close to the level of "Rashomon" or even beyond, and the rest of his works are at the upper middle level. Realistically speaking, this is also a normal phenomenon, after all, a writer is also a human being, and it is impossible for every work he writes to be a classic. At the moment, what worries me the most is that he has reached the peak of his personal creation, and the rest is just a little bit of a slide and fall. It would be a shame if that were the case. ”

"Hearing you say that, you seem to know each other very well! I just don't know what such a great writer looks like? Perhaps, a handsome guy, right? Or perhaps, like me, he is short-sighted and wears glasses. The man with a slight smile, but not too natural a smile, said something that was not very humorous.

"Unfortunately, I can't answer you. I haven't met him so far. Like many literature lovers, he only knows his name as Takeshita Kusaoke. As for the rest, nothing is known. Sakai Chie, who drank half of the water in the cup, put the cup in her hand back in its place, 1510.

"You're so bored. Let's switch the subject! It is said that the steaks in this western restaurant are still very good. Yamamoto-kun, would you like to give it a try? Seeing that the two of them were chatting so speculatively, the fashionable woman who couldn't interject was unwilling to be transparent and humane like the man sitting across from her.