In the audience around the venue, many people were watching the performance.

There is a sumo wrestling ring in the middle of the training ground, on which are two fat men who look like meat balls, combing the hair bun unique to Japanese samurai, wearing only a *** surrounded by strips of cloth, fighting in a circle with a diameter of about 4.5 meters.

Originating before the Meiji era, this hairstyle, known as Tsukiyo, may seem strange and even funny, but it is actually very practical.

Before the Meiji Restoration, Japan was plagued by wars, and samurai fought often with great brutality.

In order to protect themselves on the battlefield, samurai were required to carry heavy shackles, that is, helmets, for a long time.

The bun tied to the top of the head was often crushed and easily draped to obscure the view, which seriously affected the battle, and some samurai simply shaved the hair from the middle and front parts to facilitate the battle.

As a result, no matter how loose the hair is, it will only fall to the sides of the face or the back of the head, and will not cover the face.

Gradually, almost all Japanese men, whether they were low-ranking samurai or daimyos, wore such hairstyles and made them beautiful.

As soon as she entered the arena, Fujiwara Sakurako seemed more active.

It seems that she loves this game very much, and Yoshimi Miyata seems to be much more stable and quiet.

She silently stayed by Zhou Ping's side and found a place to sit down.

After the three of them sat down, Fujiwara Sakurako pointed to the sumo wrestler on the court who was wearing a red *** and weighed at least 300 pounds.

"Ernie-chan, that sumo wrestler is my idol, his name is Sosuke Inoue, and he is now at the Oki level, but it won't be long before he reaches Yokozuna. ”

"Oseki?Yokozuna?"

Zhou Ping whispered the two unfamiliar nouns and shook his head to show some confusion.

Sakurako Fujiwara was too focused on the game on the court to notice Shuhei's expression, and Yoshimi Miyata, who was on the side, immediately noticed.

So, she gave Zhou Ping a simple popularization of the classification of sumo wrestling.

"Zhou-kun, the level of sumo wrestlers determines their hairstyles. Sumo wrestling is divided into 10 levels, which are as follows: Hakunoguchi, Sekiwaki 2, Sekan 3, Makushita, Juta, Lead, Kokkai, Sekiwaki, Oseki and Yokozuna. ”

"Oh, there are so many levels, your Japanese national skills are quite mysterious. ”

Zhou Ping pursed his lips secretly, in fact, there was still a sentence in his heart that he didn't say, that is, it was similar to the Japanese tea ceremony, making the originally simple things extremely complicated.

The sense of ritual is full, but in fact, the brewed tea soup is just like that.

At this time, Fujiwara Sakurako also noticed the conversation between Shuhei and Miyata Yoshimi, so she took the initiative to take over the conversation.

"Ernie-chan, for every sumo wrestler, the competition is extremely fierce and brutal if you want to move up the ranks. ”

"Yokozuna is the highest title of sumo wrestler, and it is also a lifelong honorary title, which is very rare and has a very high status in our country. ”

Zhou Ping nodded a little disappreciatively.

To be honest, whether it is Japanese kendo or karate, Zhou Ping is quite acceptable.

However, he did not like sumo, the most popular competitive sport in Japanese society.

But since I've been here, it's also good to learn about it by the way.

Pointing to the two wrestlers who were in the middle of the match, as well as the heads of the sumo wrestlers sitting outside the ring, Zhou Ping asked curiously, "Their hair buns seem to be different, huh?"

Yoshimi Miyata explained: "Zhou Jun, the hairstyle under the curtain is called big ginkgo, which is named after the shape of a ginkgo leaf. ”

"The hairstyle of a lower-ranking wrestler is called a twin, and the reason for this difference is that the wrestlers of Minechi and Jutael are called Sekitori. ”

It can also be said that only after becoming a seki will they be recognized as real wrestlers, and the official name of players under ten taels is a member of wrestlers. ”

Nodding, Zhou Ping said with a clear face: "I see! ”

Just when they didn't say a word to chat, suddenly there was a burst of warm applause, and bursts of cheers one after another.

It turned out that when Yoshimi Miyata was explaining to Shuhei, the sumo wrestler Sosuke Inoue, whom Sakurako Fujiwara liked, successfully won the match.

He raised his hands in the air and roared as he shook the fat on his body and walked around the ring.

As a fan of Sosuke Inoue, Fujiwara Sakurako's cheeks were swollen and red, and she raised her small fist and kept cheering with the audience, which was called an excitement.

As her body shook, Zhou Ping's eyes also drifted a little.

It seems that it is also a good choice to watch the game, at least for the eyes!

When Sosuke Inoue, the sumo wrestler on the court, turned to Shuhei's side, he suddenly stopped when he saw Sakurako Fujiwara who was cheering and beating.

He looked at Sakurako Fujiwara for a moment with bright eyes, then bowed down to the audience and bowed back.

Next, the game continued.

Sakurako Fujiwara and Yoshimi Miyata also gradually entered the viewing mode, both watching the game intently.

However, Zhou Ping had no interest in such a match.

Even if he was infected by the atmosphere around him, he couldn't change his sense of the sport of sumo wrestling, it wasn't exciting or intense enough!

At this moment, a big fat man like a mountain of meat walked over to Zhou Ping's side.

It was none other than Sosuke Inoue, the previous victor of Sumo wrestler.

After coming to the three of them, he didn't pay attention to Zhou Ping, but smiled at Fujiwara Sakurako: "Hello, Miss Sakurako, I didn't expect you to be free to watch the game today, I don't know if you are satisfied with my performance just now?"

Fujiwara Sakurako stood up suddenly, looked at Sosuke Inoue, who was fat and fat (with a big face) in front of her, with glowing eyes, clasped her hands together, and said quite excitedly.

"Mr. Inoue, your game is so exciting, it's impeccable. I hope to see such a wonderful matchup all the time. ”

Hearing Fujiwara Sakurako's praise, Sosuke Inoue's fat face showed a touch of pride, and by the way, he sent out an invitation: "Miss Sakurako, after this game is over, there will be no competition below." Why don't we go to the back of the ring and talk, I've prepared some pastries that you like in the back, what do you think?"

As he spoke, he swept Yoshimi Miyata, who was beside Sakurako Fujiwara.

Those not too big eyes froze instantly, and then flashed a touch of amazement, and greed that could not be concealed.

Hearing such a warm invitation from her idol Sosuke Inoue, Sakurako Fujiwara subconsciously glanced at Yoshimi Miyata and Shuhei.

At this time, Yoshimi Miyata and Shuhei also understood that Sakurako Fujiwara and Sosuke Inoue were more familiar, so they nodded slightly to her.

"Hai Aligado. ”

Fujiwara Sakurako immediately said to Sosuke Inoue: "We are together, don't you know that it is convenient?"

After Sosuke Inoue looked at Yoshimi Miyata again, he glanced at Zhou Ping by the way, a different look flashed in his eyes, but he said with a smile on his face: "It's a friend of Miss Sakurako, of course it's no problem." Sakurako-san, please. ”

"Hay!"

Fujiwara Sakurako answered, turned her head and held Yoshimi Miyata in one hand and Shuhei in the other and said, "Ernie sauce, Sister Yoshimi, let's go!"

When Sakurako Fujiwara held Yoshimi Miyata, Sosuke Inoue's face didn't change much.

However, when he saw that Fujiwara Sakurako was still holding Zhou Ping and looked very intimate, the fat on his face couldn't help but twitch slightly.

At this time, the competition in the ring was also over, and the surrounding audience applauded the winner.

As the sumo wrestlers exited, the crowd dispersed.

Inoue Sosuke said to them without changing his face: "Miss Sakurako, please inside, two of you, please!"

Coming to the back of the ring, Zhou Ping first found that there was a ring inside, which looked like it should be used for usual practice.

About 10 meters away from the ring, there is an antique rectangular table, which is slightly larger than the long table you usually see at a restaurant.

It seems that it was specially made for these large sumo wrestlers, and the table was filled with a variety of sushi and sweets, as well as drinks and drinks.

There weren't many people around, and it seemed that Sosuke Inoue cleared the scene in advance.

Several people came to the table, and Sosuke Inoue said to the three of them very enthusiastically: "Miss Sakurako, two, please take a seat, please take a seat." ”

"Hai Aligado. Fujiwara Sakurako thanked her and let go of Yoshimi Miyata and Shuhei, who were holding her.

"Sit down, Ernie-chan! Sister Yoshimi, Mr. Inoue's food here is also very good. ”

It seems that this girl is really familiar with this place, and besides, this Sosuke Inoue seems to be very interested in Fujiwara Sakurako.

The so-called fair lady gentleman is good.

Originally, this was understandable.

However, when he looked at Miyata Yoshimi's strange eyes just now, it didn't seem to be pure, Zhou Ping muttered secretly.

After seeing everyone sit down, Inoue Sosuke picked up his glass with a smile on his face and said, "Welcome to Miss Sakurako and the two guests, how about a toast first?"

Zhou Ping doesn't care what the hell Sosuke Inoue is up to, as long as he doesn't mess with himself, everything doesn't matter.

It's right to watch a big fat man's clumsy performance!

With this in mind, Shuhei, Fujiwara Sakurako and Miyata Yoshimi also picked up the wine glass and touched it lightly in the air, and drank the wine in the glass.

Putting down the wine glass, Sosuke Inoue followed and said, "Miss Sakurako, haven't asked these two daimyo yet?"

Fujiwara Sakurako didn't seem to have any scruples about Sosuke Inoue, raised her hands and introduced them separately: "These two are the brother and sister I just recognized. ”

"My beautiful sister is called Miyata Yoshimi, my brother is from Huaxia, his name is Zhou Ping, by the way, he is my big hero!"

Sosuke Inoue shook his head and said, "Yo Xi! ”

He immediately set his eyes on Zhou Ping and said with interest: "Mr. Zhou is from Huaxia? I heard that Huaxia's kung fu is very powerful, and Bruce Lee is also my idol." I just don't know, does Mr. Zhou know a little bit about it?"

Zhou Ping narrowed his eyes, and when he was about to speak, Fujiwara Sakurako had already answered for him: "Mr. Inoue, Ernie sauce is very powerful, and he can fight freely." ”

As she spoke, she took a piece of fatty salmon fillet from her plate and put it in front of Zhou Ping, and smiled sweetly at him.

Seeing that Fujiwara Sakurako was so attentive to Zhou Ping, and showed him a cute smile that he had never seen before, Inoue Sosuke's eyes were slightly cold, and a strong fire of jealousy arose in his heart.

Yoshimi Miyata, who was next to her, also seemed to notice something, and frowned slightly.

With Fujiwara Sakurako's seemingly big grin, but in fact, her character and way of doing things are thick and fine, she shouldn't have made such a mistake.

Wait, it seems...... What is she expressing through Zhou Ping.

Looking at Sosuke Inoue's smile that gradually became a little stiff, Miyata Yoshimi suddenly had a hint of enlightenment, and an imperceptible smile flashed in her eyes.

At this time, if you can't see that Fujiwara Sakurako wants to let herself be a shield, Zhou Ping is really sorry for this godsister.

Well, since Fujiwara Sakurako has such a plan, of course as an elder brother must cooperate.

Being a fan doesn't mean that you have to be an idol Fen, that's a choice that only brain-dead people make.

So, he followed Fujiwara Sakurako's words and said: "Chinese kung fu is broad and profound, I didn't have a chance to learn, it's a pity, fortunately, when I was fine in the United States, I practiced free doctorate, which can be regarded as a kind of compensation!"

"Oh, I didn't expect Mr. Zhou to practice free fighting, I really didn't see it. ”

While speaking, Sosuke Inoue also deliberately looked Zhou Ping up and down again, and said sincerely: "However, from the perspective of below, free fighting seems to be of little use. It's okay to use it for exercise, but it seems to be a little worse when used for actual combat, especially in the face of an absolute strength gap. ”

After saying that, Sosuke Inoue picked up his glass and looked at the other party with a scrutinizing gaze.

Zhou Ping listened to Sosuke Inoue look down on free fighting, so as to belittle himself, and said with a slightly cold expression: "Really, do you think so?"

Sosuke Inoue saw Shuhei's reaction, and the smile on his face suddenly became bright, and he thought he had succeeded.

"Oh, the other day there were a couple of freestyle pros who came to our sumo wrestling gym to watch the match, and they turned out to be disrespectful, so I went to the ring with them. ”

"As a result, I didn't expect them to be too weak, and after I caught them, they couldn't resist at all, and they were easily defeated and begged for mercy. ”

Sosuke Inoue gestured with a smug face, coupled with the face that was about to squeeze together when he laughed, it looked particularly funny.

Zhou Ping took the wine glass and drank it all, then squinted at Sosuke Inoue and said unhurriedly: "I think, maybe they just stepped into the circle of fighting, otherwise they wouldn't be as weak as you said!"

"Although the physical advantage cannot be ignored, for those fighting masters who have really seen blood and experienced the crisis of life and death, they know how to give full play to their own advantages and find the weakness of the opponent, so as to defeat the strong with the weak, rather than casually admitting defeat and begging for mercy. ”

Hearing Zhou Ping say so much in one breath, Sosuke Inoue's smile froze again.

He understood what the other party meant.

The meaning is very straightforward, you Sosuke Inoue bullied a few newbies, what is there to show off.

。 Sogou