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Chapter 49 My Sister Said
Chapter 49 My Sister Said
This idea created a 16-year-long prescribed situation for Lin Nian. In this situation, he needs to worry about his school grades, he needs to worry about the rent at the end of the month, and he needs to think about how to avoid child labor laws and bring extra money to his family. For the income, he needs to be a normal person, a normal person through and through.
However, now, the notice from Cassell College broke this prescribed situation and freed him from that thought.
What would be the thing that escaped from the prescribed situation of ordinary people?
Who is the person who got out from under the skin?
In the Ambo Pavilion, Miyamoto looked down at Lin Nian with his eyes down. Although it was the first time they met, the man's words were like knives, which accelerated the speed of slicing through that layer of skin.
He didn't care what was under the skin, how terrifying the roar was, he just wanted to see the beauty of the moment when the thing under the skin broke out of the ground, and carefully imagined his excitement when he drew a knife.
From the very beginning, he said to Lin Nian in surprise: You are the person I am looking for.
This sentence does not lie.
Lin Nian didn't understand what kind of place the Japan branch was. If he knew, he should have turned and left when Miyamoto Isshin first introduced himself.
The person Miyamoto was looking for was never a piece of jade, someone who was qualified to join the Kendo club. During the boring period when the student council president and the Lionheart Club president were away from internships, all he wanted was someone who could become his enemy. opponent.
Therefore, after talking to Lin Nian for the first time and confirming that the young man in front of him is indeed qualified, all he did was to anger this seemingly peaceful and courteous young man.
Now he's almost there.
"Why don't we play a game?" Miyamoto Yixin suddenly showed a relaxed smile, breaking the dull atmosphere. He turned around and walked to the dining table, picked up a knife, and pressed his right thumb on the table. As soon as the middle of the knife was pressed hard, the knife snapped.
Lin Nian was interrupted by the sound and looked over. At the dining table, Miyamoto Yixin found several paper cups of the same shape and color and explained, "This is a very popular game in our Japanese branch. You should have seen it on TV. Are there magicians who perform tricks of slapping nails with bare hands?"
Lin Nian didn't answer him, Miyamoto Yixin picked out a paper cup with no wrinkles and stains and said: "That magic is often called Russian roulette, but compared to the real revolver with bullets, the magician's version of Russia Roulette failure is much less expensive."
"Ten paper bags, a long nail stood upright in the paper bag, and the magician smashed the paper bags one by one with his hands, until the last one was photographed." Miyamoto threw the bag in his hand Half a blade: "At this time, the magician will open the last paper bag, which happens to be the one with the nails."
Lin Nian silently watched Miyamoto put the blade on the table and walked to him with a smile and said, "Lin Nian-sang, this can be the first 'thing' you encounter at Kassel College, you say If you can’t recognize yourself, then you will create an opportunity for yourself and others to clearly recognize what kind of person you are—a brave person, a coward, a sober person, or a persistent person.”
"In our Japanese branch, this game is played almost every day. The young people in the executive board are always arrogant, and they will carry this game out in the case of endless disputes." Miyamoto looked at his palm with all his heart. : "From the first filming, whoever can't help but quit first is the loser, and the loser unconditionally misunderstands the winner's instructions. For this reason, many stubborn young people will leave a scar on their hands. For this reason, the director of the executive bureau even He came forward and ordered to stop this cruel game, which is equivalent to internal friction."
Lin Nian looked at Miyamoto Isshin's right palm, where there was a dark scar. It was obvious that this man was also one of the "stubborn young people" in his mouth.
"I'm curious now how bad is the school spirit in the Japanese branch? Are there all people like you?" Lin Nian could see clearly that the polite Japanese man in front of him was simply a lunatic, and he initially responded. His call was a wrong decision.
"Not all branches exist in the form of campuses like Kassel College. It seems that Lin Niansang has a little understanding of the "secret party". I also look forward to Lin Niansang being able to go to the Japanese branch one day. I'm curious about what would happen to a person like you on a mission in that environment." Miyamoto stroked the smooth and sharp blade on the table with all his heart, and the light spot reflected from the silver tableware swept across his eyes. .
Lin Nian looked at Miyamoto Yixin's smile that was always on the corner of his mouth. He slowly understood the meaning of this conversation and the purpose of the other party's contact with him.
It's really inexplicable. Lin Nian didn't even know this guy before tonight. Could it be that the 'S' title is so hateful?
"You said that this is the best game to resolve disputes in your Japanese branch, but it seems that now I have no reason to play such a boring game with you." Lin Nian picked up half a piece of black forest chocolate cake from the table beside. Putting it in his mouth, he felt hungry, so he started to eat.
"A chance to recognize who you are, isn't this reason enough?" Miyamoto turned his head sideways: "It's like I'm making an argument now that an 'S' class student is a person who shrinks back in the face of challenges. , If you turned around and left today, wouldn't you be thinking about my argument repeatedly when you go to bed at night, is it confirmed by yourself?"
"Do you think I'm like the kind of person who gets scolded for commenting on the Internet, and then yells back angrily, and is troubled at night, can't sleep and cry secretly?" Lin Nian picked up another pasta after eating the chocolate cake. .
"Judging from our conversation just now, it's not very similar," Miyamoto said.
"I was really relieved when I heard you say that you are the candidate for the president of the student union." Lin Nian sucked the spaghetti and said expressionlessly: "Because I have an impression of seeing Caesar Gattuso this morning. Come on, you can't beat him."
"This point has to be put into practice. There is still a period of time to run for the chairman. I remember it was just a few days after the freshman war practice class. It could be regarded as a test for him. How can I become an enemy of me competing on the same stage." Miyamoto shook his head with one heart.
"You're used to standing too high when you talk. I don't know if everyone in the Japanese branch has this virtue, but if someone like you is placed in Shilan, you will be beaten." Lin Nian said lightly: "I thought you came with good intentions at first, but now I realize that I was wrong. I am actually a very simple person, at least I can clearly realize that I will interfere when I see bad things. If you see a bad guy, you'll beat him up. The suit you're wearing looks expensive tonight, but I'm wearing a school uniform, and I have spares in the dormitory. Now, I'm going to eat."
His meaning is very simple - get out.
"It's a pity, I thought the 'S' class students should be more arrogant." Miyamoto shook his head, staring at Lin Nian's profile.
"My sister told me that before." Lin Nian paused when eating noodles: "She said, stay out of your business and meet a bad guy and run away. She doesn't want to go to the police station to lead someone."
"What?" Maybe Miyamoto Yixin didn't understand the meaning of the word 'police station' because of cultural differences.
Lin Nian put down the knife and fork and wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin: "Most people in the student union are friendly, but some are too enthusiastic. I thought everyone was kind to me at first, but now it seems that there are exceptions. , after listening to you so much, foreshadowing, testing, provoking, provocation, the ultimate goal should be to step on the head of an 'S' class student, and prove to yourself that you are the leader of this school, right? You seem to have this in Japan too. Traditional customs, superiors beat inferiors, seniors beat juniors."
Without waiting for Miyamoto Yixin's reaction, Lin Nian walked up to him and placed the paper cups upside down on the table one by one in a line. Miyamoto Yixin saw Lin Nian's actions, and he was excited for the first time tonight: " You finally understand what I mean, Lin Sang!"
Lin Nian ignored him. After buttoning the paper cup, he picked up the half of the blade. Miyamoto stepped aside and said, "Lin Sang, do you want to put the blade yourself? I don't mind. I believe in your character."
But then Lin Nian did not put the blade into one of the paper cups, but erected the sharp blade on the table.
At this time, he turned his head to look at Miyamoto and said calmly: "My sister also told me that you can bear it when you go out, and a peaceful life is the most important thing."
After all, he slapped the blade with a fierce slap!
The next moment, the phalanx hit the tip of the knife, and half of the table knife on the table seemed to have been crushed by a hydraulic press. There was a harsh clicking sound, and the blade instantly shattered into countless pieces and scattered into the food on the table. It landed on the table and made a loud noise, causing countless people on the dance floor to turn their heads and look here.
"But I never listen to my sister." He raised his hand and looked directly at Miyamoto's stunned side face and said slowly: "The paper cup is still there, you can pat and play slowly, now I'm going somewhere else to continue. Eating."
(End of this chapter)
This idea created a 16-year-long prescribed situation for Lin Nian. In this situation, he needs to worry about his school grades, he needs to worry about the rent at the end of the month, and he needs to think about how to avoid child labor laws and bring extra money to his family. For the income, he needs to be a normal person, a normal person through and through.
However, now, the notice from Cassell College broke this prescribed situation and freed him from that thought.
What would be the thing that escaped from the prescribed situation of ordinary people?
Who is the person who got out from under the skin?
In the Ambo Pavilion, Miyamoto looked down at Lin Nian with his eyes down. Although it was the first time they met, the man's words were like knives, which accelerated the speed of slicing through that layer of skin.
He didn't care what was under the skin, how terrifying the roar was, he just wanted to see the beauty of the moment when the thing under the skin broke out of the ground, and carefully imagined his excitement when he drew a knife.
From the very beginning, he said to Lin Nian in surprise: You are the person I am looking for.
This sentence does not lie.
Lin Nian didn't understand what kind of place the Japan branch was. If he knew, he should have turned and left when Miyamoto Isshin first introduced himself.
The person Miyamoto was looking for was never a piece of jade, someone who was qualified to join the Kendo club. During the boring period when the student council president and the Lionheart Club president were away from internships, all he wanted was someone who could become his enemy. opponent.
Therefore, after talking to Lin Nian for the first time and confirming that the young man in front of him is indeed qualified, all he did was to anger this seemingly peaceful and courteous young man.
Now he's almost there.
"Why don't we play a game?" Miyamoto Yixin suddenly showed a relaxed smile, breaking the dull atmosphere. He turned around and walked to the dining table, picked up a knife, and pressed his right thumb on the table. As soon as the middle of the knife was pressed hard, the knife snapped.
Lin Nian was interrupted by the sound and looked over. At the dining table, Miyamoto Yixin found several paper cups of the same shape and color and explained, "This is a very popular game in our Japanese branch. You should have seen it on TV. Are there magicians who perform tricks of slapping nails with bare hands?"
Lin Nian didn't answer him, Miyamoto Yixin picked out a paper cup with no wrinkles and stains and said: "That magic is often called Russian roulette, but compared to the real revolver with bullets, the magician's version of Russia Roulette failure is much less expensive."
"Ten paper bags, a long nail stood upright in the paper bag, and the magician smashed the paper bags one by one with his hands, until the last one was photographed." Miyamoto threw the bag in his hand Half a blade: "At this time, the magician will open the last paper bag, which happens to be the one with the nails."
Lin Nian silently watched Miyamoto put the blade on the table and walked to him with a smile and said, "Lin Nian-sang, this can be the first 'thing' you encounter at Kassel College, you say If you can’t recognize yourself, then you will create an opportunity for yourself and others to clearly recognize what kind of person you are—a brave person, a coward, a sober person, or a persistent person.”
"In our Japanese branch, this game is played almost every day. The young people in the executive board are always arrogant, and they will carry this game out in the case of endless disputes." Miyamoto looked at his palm with all his heart. : "From the first filming, whoever can't help but quit first is the loser, and the loser unconditionally misunderstands the winner's instructions. For this reason, many stubborn young people will leave a scar on their hands. For this reason, the director of the executive bureau even He came forward and ordered to stop this cruel game, which is equivalent to internal friction."
Lin Nian looked at Miyamoto Isshin's right palm, where there was a dark scar. It was obvious that this man was also one of the "stubborn young people" in his mouth.
"I'm curious now how bad is the school spirit in the Japanese branch? Are there all people like you?" Lin Nian could see clearly that the polite Japanese man in front of him was simply a lunatic, and he initially responded. His call was a wrong decision.
"Not all branches exist in the form of campuses like Kassel College. It seems that Lin Niansang has a little understanding of the "secret party". I also look forward to Lin Niansang being able to go to the Japanese branch one day. I'm curious about what would happen to a person like you on a mission in that environment." Miyamoto stroked the smooth and sharp blade on the table with all his heart, and the light spot reflected from the silver tableware swept across his eyes. .
Lin Nian looked at Miyamoto Yixin's smile that was always on the corner of his mouth. He slowly understood the meaning of this conversation and the purpose of the other party's contact with him.
It's really inexplicable. Lin Nian didn't even know this guy before tonight. Could it be that the 'S' title is so hateful?
"You said that this is the best game to resolve disputes in your Japanese branch, but it seems that now I have no reason to play such a boring game with you." Lin Nian picked up half a piece of black forest chocolate cake from the table beside. Putting it in his mouth, he felt hungry, so he started to eat.
"A chance to recognize who you are, isn't this reason enough?" Miyamoto turned his head sideways: "It's like I'm making an argument now that an 'S' class student is a person who shrinks back in the face of challenges. , If you turned around and left today, wouldn't you be thinking about my argument repeatedly when you go to bed at night, is it confirmed by yourself?"
"Do you think I'm like the kind of person who gets scolded for commenting on the Internet, and then yells back angrily, and is troubled at night, can't sleep and cry secretly?" Lin Nian picked up another pasta after eating the chocolate cake. .
"Judging from our conversation just now, it's not very similar," Miyamoto said.
"I was really relieved when I heard you say that you are the candidate for the president of the student union." Lin Nian sucked the spaghetti and said expressionlessly: "Because I have an impression of seeing Caesar Gattuso this morning. Come on, you can't beat him."
"This point has to be put into practice. There is still a period of time to run for the chairman. I remember it was just a few days after the freshman war practice class. It could be regarded as a test for him. How can I become an enemy of me competing on the same stage." Miyamoto shook his head with one heart.
"You're used to standing too high when you talk. I don't know if everyone in the Japanese branch has this virtue, but if someone like you is placed in Shilan, you will be beaten." Lin Nian said lightly: "I thought you came with good intentions at first, but now I realize that I was wrong. I am actually a very simple person, at least I can clearly realize that I will interfere when I see bad things. If you see a bad guy, you'll beat him up. The suit you're wearing looks expensive tonight, but I'm wearing a school uniform, and I have spares in the dormitory. Now, I'm going to eat."
His meaning is very simple - get out.
"It's a pity, I thought the 'S' class students should be more arrogant." Miyamoto shook his head, staring at Lin Nian's profile.
"My sister told me that before." Lin Nian paused when eating noodles: "She said, stay out of your business and meet a bad guy and run away. She doesn't want to go to the police station to lead someone."
"What?" Maybe Miyamoto Yixin didn't understand the meaning of the word 'police station' because of cultural differences.
Lin Nian put down the knife and fork and wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin: "Most people in the student union are friendly, but some are too enthusiastic. I thought everyone was kind to me at first, but now it seems that there are exceptions. , after listening to you so much, foreshadowing, testing, provoking, provocation, the ultimate goal should be to step on the head of an 'S' class student, and prove to yourself that you are the leader of this school, right? You seem to have this in Japan too. Traditional customs, superiors beat inferiors, seniors beat juniors."
Without waiting for Miyamoto Yixin's reaction, Lin Nian walked up to him and placed the paper cups upside down on the table one by one in a line. Miyamoto Yixin saw Lin Nian's actions, and he was excited for the first time tonight: " You finally understand what I mean, Lin Sang!"
Lin Nian ignored him. After buttoning the paper cup, he picked up the half of the blade. Miyamoto stepped aside and said, "Lin Sang, do you want to put the blade yourself? I don't mind. I believe in your character."
But then Lin Nian did not put the blade into one of the paper cups, but erected the sharp blade on the table.
At this time, he turned his head to look at Miyamoto and said calmly: "My sister also told me that you can bear it when you go out, and a peaceful life is the most important thing."
After all, he slapped the blade with a fierce slap!
The next moment, the phalanx hit the tip of the knife, and half of the table knife on the table seemed to have been crushed by a hydraulic press. There was a harsh clicking sound, and the blade instantly shattered into countless pieces and scattered into the food on the table. It landed on the table and made a loud noise, causing countless people on the dance floor to turn their heads and look here.
"But I never listen to my sister." He raised his hand and looked directly at Miyamoto's stunned side face and said slowly: "The paper cup is still there, you can pat and play slowly, now I'm going somewhere else to continue. Eating."
(End of this chapter)
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