Zhang Heng didn't retract his gaze at the first time after hearing Ameko's words, he was thinking about how he should enter the main quest, but he didn't expect that the next moment the prompt would be delivered in front of him.

The guys in front of him, known as the Ramsters, are obviously all modified car enthusiasts, and if he can blend in with their circle, he should soon be able to get in touch with all kinds of underground competitions, get on good terms with one or two of them, and maybe even let the other party teach him the art of flying cars.

But there's a catch.

He could feel Ameko's rejection of them, and he couldn't have communicated with them without Ameko as an interpreter.

So try to convince Ameko to help, or just pull her into the water?

Zhang Heng didn't have much time to hesitate, he lowered his head a moment before the turban man's gaze turned here, avoiding eye contact with the other party, and the guests around him did almost the same thing, those rampant people seemed to feel some kind of satisfaction above ordinary people, whistling and laughing and walked towards the empty table in the back.

Zhang Heng gave up at the last moment and had nothing to do with Ameko, purely because this vote was too stupid [beep], and dealing with them had to first pull his IQ to a level similar to theirs.

Zhang Heng didn't have masochistic tendencies, so after thinking about it, he finally gave up, he didn't believe that this was the only way to get in touch with underground car racing, and he didn't think that he could learn anything useful from these guys.

The next two weeks Zhang Heng spent learning Japanese and working in a western restaurant, there was no progress in racing, Ameko was getting better and better with him, the two worked together, Zhang Heng helped Ameko correct Chinese pronunciation, in return Ameko would tutor him in Japanese, in addition to Zhang Heng also found that Ameko also liked to exchange text messages with him more and more.

After a long period of contact, you will find that Ameko is really a super chatty girl, from the peaches at home to the stray dogs on the road, the discount bento in the supermarket, everything you see can send a message.

Zhang Heng would receive a text message from Ameko in Japanese class, "Ah, today the Chinese teacher wore a super cute floral dress that is completely inappropriate for her age!" Everyone was amazed. ”

During the meal, I will receive a text message from Ameko, "Big Event!! It's amazing, do you know that the dog in the school is actually male! ”

Or before going to bed, "Zhang Sang, do you think the world would be very bad without cats?" ”

And almost every day, "Oops, I'm too fond of messing around, you don't hate me, do you, don't you?" ”

"No, I was just reviewing what I learned today." Zhang Heng put down the gel pen in his hand and rubbed his eyes, although he hadn't found those underground events hidden in the night, he hadn't been idle for a while, he felt like he was back in the third year of high school, in order to master Japanese as soon as possible, at least he could understand the simplest daily conversations, he was almost playing with his life.

Compressed his sleep time to five hours, practiced Japanese almost all the time, and even played the piano in the cafeteria with a Japanese foundation next to him, Zhang Heng felt that he was not here to play games, but to participate in cram school.

"Zhang Sang, you work too hard, and I feel that I am completely wasting my life compared to you." Ameko said with admiration.

"It's just doing what you have to do." Zhang Heng smiled bitterly, he was not really interested in language learning, but on the evening of the second day after he came here, he received a prompt from the mysterious voice.

Confirm that your return time has indeed been extended to 420 days, and some things can be planned in advance. It is impossible for him to rely on Ameko as a translator for such a long time, not to mention that the latter is also applying for an exchange student in China, and it is likely that he will not be there in the next school year, Zhang Heng still decided to do it himself.

The 14-month study environment is not easy to encounter, and it seems a bit unruly to practice the local language without using such conditions.

Zhang Heng had an ominous premonition, if this game could go on, he would have to learn all the world's mainstream lingua franca first.

Although Ameko is still talking about trivial things in text messages, Zhang Heng has been bombarded by her for a week, and it can be seen between the lines that her mood today seems to be a little low.

So I typed "What's wrong with you", but deleted it again a moment before I sent it, and dialed it directly, "Ameko, are you in trouble?" ”

The latter was a little surprised when she received the call, her throat was a little hoarse, it seemed that she had just cried, and she was still sniffing, "Zhang Sang, I'm sorry to worry you, in fact, it doesn't matter, it's just my own family matter, no, it can't be considered a family matter, that person left us six years ago." ”

"It's better to say it, if you want to say it, you can tell me, I can help you keep it secret, after all, no one here can understand what I'm talking about except you."

Ameko, who was sad on the other end of the phone, was amused by this sentence, and then she told her story to Zhang Heng, it turned out that her biological father was obsessed with horse gambling when she was a child, and lost all the money in the family, and her mother couldn't bear it, and then the two divorced, and after severing all relations, her mother took her to remarry her current stepfather, and then gave birth to a younger brother, and the family is now living in harmony.

However, after going to college, her father somehow found her contact information and found her, and the first time he borrowed money, at first he said that he was in trouble in business and needed to turn around, but after one time, there was a second time, and after a few times, Ameko finally became suspicious, only to learn that the latter was not only gambling but also addicted to alcoholism.

Father and daughter quarreled because of this, and they didn't contact each other for a few months, but just an hour ago Ameko received a call from the other party again, saying that he was injured by a debt collector and had no money to see a doctor, but with a lesson from the past, Ameko didn't send the money he earned from his part-time job in the first place, so he was scolded by his biological father for being ungrateful, and the latter also threatened not to have her daughter.

Ameko couldn't help crying and asked Zhang Heng on the other end of the phone, "Zhang Sang, am I cold-blooded?" ”

"Well, I think your father is more excessive, although it seems that he is only lying, but if you are worried about him, I can accompany you tomorrow."

"Really, but wouldn't it be too much to bother you with my own family affairs?" Ameko was a little embarrassed.

"No, I've been almost at my limit lately, either learning Japanese or playing Banderi in a restaurant, just going out to breathe." This is also Zhang Heng's heart, he now wants to vomit when he sees those pseudonymous syllables.

"Tomorrow is Saturday, so let's finish in the morning and go together."

"Okay."

"Thank you, Zhang Sang."

"You're welcome."

Ameko's matter is just a small episode, Zhang Heng didn't pay too much attention to it, after hanging up the phone, he began to think about how to improve his car skills, fifteen days have passed since the start of the second round of the game, he has not started the main quest, and other players are estimated to have died in a hurry.

Zhang Heng was not so anxious because he had fourteen months of task time, but he couldn't spend it so indefinitely, he still set a deadline for himself, and if he couldn't find a way to improve his driving skills after a month, Zhang Heng could only try to contact those rampant people.