Follow the female clerk to the backyard door. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Although she has always had that kind of professional smile on her face, that unnaturalness can still be reflected to some extent.

Probably because we were sitting in the VIP seats, wearing not very expensive clothes, and I didn't come to the Central Tower very often, the people who knew me in the entire Dream City probably were the North District plus the senior executives and veterans of the various teams. Forehead..... And the old guy in the cabin, they.

"This young lady, you look like you have a great body line and your skin is very shiny, is it a dance practice?" The female clerk praised Wu Yin with envious eyes.

Misty Hidden wasn't very tall, so she was right to say that. It's just that she doesn't practice dance, she practices martial arts.

"Well, sort of." She answered the female staff in a perfunctory manner. And I smiled wryly.

"Then this gentleman........." she suddenly turned her gaze to me.

I smiled at her, "Generally speaking, you don't have the right to ask us about who we are, and we are not obligated to answer. Right? ”

As expected, her face stiffened and told us the truth: "It was Mr. Hoshino who asked me to come to this young lady, and Mr. Hoshino wanted to invite this young lady, but he didn't let me ask directly and wanted to express it euphemistically, so ........" She looked embarrassed.

I patted her on the shoulder, and I was aware of the fog. Then he said to the female clerk, "Thank you for bringing us in." I probably know that person inside, so you don't have to worry. ”

"Really?" She was confused.

From her stiff smile, you can tell that she is a newcomer, but ..........

I shook my head, ignoring her as she took a step inside. She panicked and tried to stop us, but Wuyin shouted coldly, "Please stop! ”

She trembled with fear from the momentum, and did not dare to step forward to stop us.

Pushing open the door, we successfully stepped into the backfield. There are quite a few staff members sitting inside, who are working hard to adjust the appropriate lighting and sound effects, etc. Behind them, one in a kimono and one in a neat tie and one meticulously tied up, one of them should be Mr. Hoshino in the mouth of the woman just now.

Although they are yellow-skinned and dark-haired, they don't feel kind to me at all. No matter how I look at it, I can see that they are Japanese, especially the kind of cunning that is unique to Japanese people.

Maybe it's too dark to block the light even if the sound successfully drowns out the sound of our door pushing. The Japanese man in the kimono suddenly shifted his gaze and landed on Kirikuin, whose face seemed to have something other than surprise. The look in his eyes made me very uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

It's a little better than the soft gaze of another Japanese, and although it doesn't make people feel good at first sight, it doesn't look so annoying.

The Japanese in kimono showed a smile and raised his hand to us to signal us to come over. The other man stared at me for a moment, suddenly feeling uncomfortable, and then immediately covered it up. I think he probably recognized me, which made me a little more wary of him.

Kigakure and I walked up to them, and the Japanese man in the kimono said a lot to Kigakure in one breath, and Kigakure simply replied to him, among which I only understood one 'Hi! ’。

The Japanese man seemed satisfied, with a smile on his face and a wolf-like look in his small eyes.

"Ahem!" The other person can deliberately remind the Japanese of kimono.

He didn't look at the dissatisfied face of the Japanese in kimono, and turned his head to meet my eyes: "You are Mr. Ye Bai, right?" ”

His English is standard, and the pronunciation of every syllable is more correct than anyone I've ever heard. My face remained the same: "I am." With all due respect, who are you? ”

He suddenly smiled: "Mr. Ye didn't hear the old gentleman in the cabin mention me, right?" Below is the one who went to the old gentleman to escape the disaster. ”

The disaster he was talking about was probably an adventure level, and I think old Anne told me that there were two foreigners, and one of them was a clever Japanese, and it seemed that he was him.

"I did mention you, but I didn't mention your name." I apologize.

He waved his hand unconcernedly, and stood up in front of me and Kirikure and bowed at a 90-degree angle that met Japanese standards.

"Hello sir, lady, my name is Takahashi Shikaya. And the one behind me is called Wataru Hoshino. ”

To be honest, the curvature of the corners of his mouth is perfect.

"This is ....... The legendary Miss Fog Hide? I had heard of her name before I came. I heard that she is very close to a Chinese from the black chess team, could it be you? This Japanese man is very humble, whether it is his words or every right expression now, he no longer reveals his extremely high cultivation at all times. On the other hand, Mr. Hoshino behind him.......... With an angry expression, he didn't say anything more.

I don't know much about Japan, but I do know that the Japanese pronounce the name after the surname means that the relationship between the two is not ordinary, and it is a very rude performance when called casually. So I won't make that mistake either. As for his identity, it's probably some organization in Japan, like Steve and Ryan.

Under the mist's gaze, I also smiled back: "Ye Bai." ”

Kirin didn't answer in Japanese, but still in English I understood: "Mitin Kigakure." ”

We had just gotten to know each other when Mr. Hoshino, who was behind him, dragged Mr. Takahashi over and said something to him. Then he angrily walked up to me and said a lot of things to me that I didn't understand, but I was sure it wasn't Japanese, and it sounded a bit English.

A cold glint flashed in Wuyin's eyes, and he opened his mouth to translate for me: "What he said is: This gentleman surnamed Ye, thank you for coming. Please do not disturb the gathering of our own people. Could it be that the Chinese are such a bad race? ”

I quietly squinted my eyes and thought to myself: this is racism. It seems that this little Japan is not a good thing. Whether or not I had a chance to get rid of it, the way he looked at the foggy eyes made me feel uncomfortable.

But my face was extremely indignant, and my momentum became violent. "This gentleman, you are not right to say that. We are all together, and it is not right for you, as an outsider, to forcibly intervene with us. Also, you can taunt me personally! But don't insult our race, don't forget! What country drove you out of that vast land that makes you drool in your dreams! ”

My words stabbed them in the heart, but it didn't matter if she was a child, she grew up in China, and in addition to the blood she shed was Japanese, she could be called Chinese.

Hoshino Wataru blushed and wanted to say something, but Takahashi next to him stopped him. He said to me expressionlessly, "Mr. Ye Bai, this is your mistake. ”

To be continued.........