Yang Yiming returned to the locker room, quickly rinsed up, changed into a commemorative T-shirt prepared by sponsor Anta in advance, and asked Li Nan for leave. Everyone wants to celebrate because they just won the title, and the Asian Games are coming to an end the next day, so it's technically everyone's last night in Jakarta. Basically, in the locker room, the teammates had already walked almost before Yang Yiming came, and Coach Li Nan did not block Yang Yiming's request for leave, only stipulating that the curfew was two o'clock at night, and he would go to the appointment alone.

After 11 o'clock in Jakarta, the air in the equatorial city finally cooled down, like a long-distance runner who has finally crossed the finish line, and you can take cold water to refresh from head to tail. After the heat clears, even if the air is still a little damp, you can finally take a breath and let the sweat slowly evaporate. Yang Yiming ran easily for a while, and when he saw the back waiting at the main entrance of the stadium, it must be Chen Ruoya.

"Where are we going?"

"Hey, you scared the hell out of me." Although Chen Ruoyan was startled when she said this, she turned around with a smile as if she had expected it. "Wow, you're so tall, Yiming."

"It's a pity that you don't have the advantage of the stands now, everything is back to square one."

"That's right. Back to the starting point - the first time we met, I found that you were too tall, but luckily we were sitting in the restaurant and taking a group photo, and if I stood up, I was afraid that the camera would not be able to accommodate the two of us at the same time. ”

"I've ever posed with fans who are shorter than you, believe me, you can put it down in the camera..."

"Shorter! What do you mean! Chen Ruoya laughed and protested, but she didn't see her angry, it seemed that she was just deliberately picking fault with Yang Yiming's words and fighting back.

"Haha, I can't put it well - tell me where you're going to take me, and when we get there, find someone to take a standing group photo to prove my point..."

"We went to the old town of Jakarta." Chen Ruoya seemed to be really an anxious girl who loved to speak, she beckoned to stop a taxi and put herself in the front passenger seat, "The space in the back is left to you, big monster Mr. Yang." ”

Yang Yiming smiled slightly, and without answering, he bent down and lowered his body into the back seat of this cramped Toyota taxi on the streets of Indonesia, and then let Chen Ruoya command the driver in the front seat and drove into the night of Jakarta.

The old town of Jakarta.

After a stretch of high-speed driving through the city, and through the newly developed commercial centers of the Indonesian capital, which is no less than that of Shanghai and Tokyo, Jakarta's old town suddenly expands like a scroll falling into the bustling city out of thin air.

"Let's get off here." Chen Ruoyan gestured to the driver. At the entrance of the yellowed "scroll", there is a building similar to a temple in southern Fujian, China, which is different from the empty buildings in the business district that has just been shuttled, and the temple is crowded in front of this temple only one street away, showing the scene of a city that never sleeps.

"I'll pay." Yang Yiming handed over a large-denomination banknote from the back row.

"I'll do it, big star." Chen Ruoya handed the banknote with twice the denomination to the driver, and her tone was completely unrefusable: "I am half a landlord, and let me do the cost of the friendship of the landlord." ”

Yang Yiming gave in for the second time.

He put away the banknotes, dragged himself out of the taxi with great difficulty, and stood by the taxi waiting for Chen Ruoya to pay the fare and get the change back. In the half minute or so of waiting, he was like a flagpole in front of the temple, and he had a good experience of this old city. The air here is very different from that in front of the stadium in the suburbs. There was a lot of smoke, sound, light and noise, like a cloud of smoke, that hung over the old buildings of this entire neighborhood.

"Alright." Chen Ruoyan jumped out of the taxi and slammed the door behind her.

"Hmm."

"This is the old town of Jakarta." She craned her neck and took a deep breath, as if to soak up the smell of the old city into her nostrils.

That's right, and the smell in the air. It was a mixture of Eastern and Western spices, further stimulated by wine and food. Why didn't Yang Yiming notice it just now.

"It's interesting to watch."

"Yes! This is my favorite place in Jakarta. Come with me. Chen Ruoya walked in front and walked into the flow of people with Yang Yiming.

Bypassing the Hokkien-style temple, a European-style street unfolds in front of the two. "Indonesia was originally a Dutch colony, so this old city is all built in European styles." Chen Ruoyan introduced. Beige square buildings, wooden windows, swaying stained glass chandeliers and fans, and tropical plants fall between the buildings. "But later, some Chinese moved south, and they quickly gained an advantage in population, and there were buildings like temples in southern Fujian, which surrounded all the Europeans."

"Well, I see."

"That's why I kind of like this area. Other places may be the same in every big city, only here, these places, have the exclusive imprint of each city. ”

"Hmm."

"Haha, don't just listen to me, let's talk to you."

"No, I don't."

"I'd better take you around the lively places first."

"A lively place?" Yang Yiming's face was full of doubts, "Isn't this a lively place?" ”

"It's not really lively." Chen Ruoyan sold Guanzi, she shook her fingers, revealing an expression that could not be revealed, and led Yang Yiming through the two street corners.

The sound of deafening music became more and more obvious with the footsteps.

After turning the last corner, Yang Yiming finally saw clearly. On the streets of the old town, the villas that might have been the official residences of the dignitaries of the Dutch colonizers are now all open, with live bands, DJs, or simply direct speaker amplifiers, and families trying their best to turn up their music to the loudest to attract tourists from all walks of life.

There are reserved Asian tourists who drink in the house and shake the dice cups with their fists. Older white tourists and locals sit outside on street seats and eat and talk, while the most liberal visitors are young people from all over the world, some of whom even dance in the middle of the street with a drink on their backpacks.

A barrel of wine, more precisely.

According to Chen Ruoya, this is a specialty of local bars. "Cask wine" is their name. Beer and cocktails are mixed with plenty of ice, poured directly into handy buckets, and sold with a pompous straw to customers who want to have a good drink at once.

"You're an athlete, don't you usually drink alcohol?"

Yang Yiming shook his head.

"The sorrow of the athletes. Fortunately, I don't seem to have the ability to drink either, and every time I drink a little, I blush and feel drunk. He explained.

"I seem to be like that..."Chen Ruoyan hesitated for a moment, as if determined to say, "But I still decided to have a drink today!" You've won the championship, I'm going to celebrate! ”

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