Chapter 34： Tokyo Drift (4)

恒 Zhang Heng didn't take his eyes off the earliest moment after hearing Ameko's words. He was thinking about how he should enter the main task. He did not expect the prompt to be sent to the next moment.

These guys known as Runaways are obviously modified car enthusiasts. If they can mix in their circles, they should soon be able to get in touch with various underground races and have a good relationship with one or two of them. Maybe they can The other side taught him how to ride a car.

But there is one problem.

He can feel Ameko's rejection of these people, and without Ameko as a translator, he could not communicate with this group at all.

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

Zhang Heng didn't have much time to hesitate. Before the man in the turban turned his eyes here, he lowered his head, avoiding eye contact with the other party, and the guests around him were almost the same behavior. Those runaways seemed to feel some kind of Satisfied above ordinary people, whistling and laughing, he walked towards the empty table behind him.

恒 Zhang Heng gave up at the last minute and had nothing to do with Ameko, simply because this voter was too stupid [Beep], and in order to deal with them, you must first raise the IQ to a level similar to them.

Zhang Heng has no tendency to masochistic, so after thinking about it, he finally gave up. He doesn't believe that there is only one way to get in touch with underground cars, and he doesn't think that he can learn anything useful from these guys.

Zhang Heng spent the next two weeks studying Japanese and working in a Western restaurant. There was no progress in racing. Ameko got better and better with him. The two worked together. Zhang Heng helped Ameko to correct the Chinese pronunciation. In return, Ameko will coach him in Japanese. In addition, Zhang Heng also found that Ameko also likes to send and receive text messages with him.

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

Zhang Heng will receive a text message from Ameko in the Japanese class, "Ah, today the Mandarin teacher is wearing a super cute floral skirt that is completely disproportionate to her age! Everyone is surprised."

When I eat, I will receive a text message from Ameko, "Big event !!! It's incredible, you know, the dog pine nut raised in the school turned out to be public!"

Or before bed, "Zhang Sang, would you say that the world would be bad without cats?"

And almost every day, "Oops, don't I like messing with messages too much, don't you hate me, will you, won'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 hasn't found those underground events hidden in the night, he hasn't been busy recently. Now, he feels like he is back in high school. In order to master Japanese at an early date, he can at least understand the simplest daily conversation. He is almost at a loss.

压缩 Compressed my sleep time to five hours, and practiced Japanese almost all the time. Even in the restaurant, I played this piano by the side. Zhang Heng felt that he was not here to play games, but to attend cram school.

"Zhang Sang, you are too hardworking, and you feel like you are wasting your life completely than you." Ameko admired.

"I'm just doing what I have to do." Zhang Heng smiled bitterly. He wasn't really interested in language learning, but he was reminded by the sound of that mystery the night after he came here.

I confirmed that my return time was indeed extended to 420 days, and some things can be planned in advance. He cannot rely on Ameko as a translator for such a long time, not to mention the latter is also applying for an exchange student in China. It is likely that he will not be in the next school year. Zhang Heng decides to do his own thing.

It is not easy to encounter a travel environment of up to 14 months. It may seem a bit violent to practice the local language without such conditions.

恒 Zhang Heng has an ominous premonition. If this game does not go well, he will have to learn all the mainstream vocabulary in the world first.

Although Ameko was still talking about trivial matters in the text message, Zhang Heng was bombarded by her for a week. From the lines, she can see that her mood today seems a little low.

So I typed "what happened to you", but deleted it just before sending it, and dialed a phone number in the past, "Ameko, have you encountered any trouble?"

The latter was a bit surprised when she received the phone call. Her throat was a little husky. She seemed to be crying shortly after, and was still sucking her nose. It's not 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, and 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 side 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 hooked on gambling when she was a kid, and lost all the money in the family. However, her mother couldn't bear it. Later, the two divorced. After severing all relationships, her mother took her and remarried her current stepfather, and then gave birth to a younger brother. The family lives very well now.

However, her father did n’t know how to find her contact information and found her after going to college. As a result, she borrowed money for the first time. At the beginning, she said that she had difficulties in business and needed turnover. Two times, after a few times, Ameko finally became suspicious, only to know that the latter was not only gambling money but also had a bad habit of drinking.

The father and daughter quarreled because of this, UU reading had not been contacted for several months, and just an hour before the afternoon Ameko received another call from the other party saying that he was injured by the debt collector, There was no money to see a doctor, but with the lessons from the previous car, Ameko did not remit the money earned by his part-time job as soon as possible, so he was scolded by his biological father for ungratefulness, who also threatened to have no daughter of her.

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

"Uh, I think your father is more excessive. Although it seems that he is lying, but if you are worried about him, I can go with you tomorrow."

真的 "Really, but is it too much for you to take a trip because of my own housework?" Ameko was a little embarrassed.

"No, I have almost reached the limit recently, either studying Japanese or playing Bandari in the restaurant, just to go out and breathe." This is also Zhang Heng's heart, he now sees those kana syllables a little bit vomiting Already.

"Tomorrow is Saturday, let's go to work together in the morning."

"it is good."

"Thank you, Zhang Sang."

"You're welcome."

Ameko's story is just an episode. Zhang Heng didn't take it too seriously. 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 hasn't Started the main mission, changed to other players is estimated to have died suddenly.

Zhang Heng was not so anxious because he had fourteen months of mission time, but he could n’t spend it so unlimitedly. He still set a deadline for himself. If he could n’t find a way to improve his car skills after one month, Zhang Heng can only try to get in touch with those runaways.