Awakening: 12- Night Tour

She walked over gently, and when he was about ten meters away from him, Zhengzhi suddenly looked back.

"It was a straight son teacher."

"I can't think of you hiding here, and I'll find you everywhere.

"Looking for me? Anything?"

"Must I have something to find you?"

Zhengzhi smiled. "Do you want to try it? The fish you just caught tastes pretty good." After finishing talking, he picked up a fish and passed it.

"Is this really edible?" Teacher Naoko has never tried this way of eating.

"This is the most authentic shipwreck method." Zheng Zhi picked up a bite and took a bite.

Mr. Naozi took a bite, and it tasted good.

"Did you bring any wine?" After seeing Zhengzhi taking a few bites, she didn't know where to take a bottle of white wine.

"Whether there is meat or not wine." Zheng Zhi took a sip.

Also, Chinese liquor is authentic enough. Compared to Japanese sake, which is as light as water, it is simply not the same.

"Where did you get the wine?"

"I bought it at the hotel. Would you like to have a sip?"

"You're too much. You're just a high school student. How can you drink? And it's white wine." She had forgotten the last time she had dinner.

Zhengzhi laughed: "Now high school students have no sense of drinking such small things. You know how many high school students now hang around in the red light district, and how many high school students are doing assistance in Shibuya?

Tokyo is undoubtedly a highly developed place, but it is also relatively easy to fall.

Don't forget that some of Yamamoto are also high school students. "

Mr. Naoko was speechless, and said after a while: "Not everyone is like this, at least there are still many good people in the world."

"Forget it, don't talk about these disappointments. We should enjoy the beautiful scenery. Besides, it is not a school here, so you do n’t see it. Would you like to have a bite too? "

"You disobedient child." Teacher Naoko said helplessly.

I do n’t know if it ’s alcohol. Looking at Naoko ’s glamourous face, Zheng Zhi suddenly has a strange impulse. Could not help but cursed himself neurotic.

Mr. Naoko didn't stop it anymore, just drank the wine while looking at Zheng Zhi with a satisfied face.

"Teacher, there are still a few sea urchins here, do you want to try them?" Zheng Zhi took out a few black things.

"Uh, okay." Naoko teacher woke up.

Zhengzhi peeled off the sea urchin, got some seawater up, and handed it to Naoko.

"Just eat it like this? Don't you cook it?" Naoko asked puzzledly.

"This is the best way to eat it. Try it."

Mr. Naoko tried it with a doubt, but when he first imported it, it smelled a little bit fishy, ​​but slowly, a scent of fragrance poured in. Suddenly, the teeth and cheeks were filled with this wonderful taste.

Looking at Mr. Naoko's expression, Zheng Zhi smiled and said, "I'm right, would you like more?"

Mr. Naoko nodded slightly, his expression was very cute.

Then they went to shallow water to collect sea urchins, and Zhengzhi taught her how to catch fish. Naoko feels like he was a kid, and he has never felt better.

Finally, under the reminder of Zheng Zhi, the teacher Naozi reluctantly returned to the hotel.

After dinner, the students went shopping in small groups, and the girls went to the local malls and shops to fight hard.

Zhengzhi didn't have the habit of shopping, so he went back to his room to practice. But as soon as I sat down, I heard someone knock on the door.

Opening the door a little helplessly, it turned out to be Naoko, she was standing at the door with a smile on her face.

"Teacher, is there anything wrong?"

"Will you walk with me outside?"

"But I'm sleeping." Zheng Zhi yawned intentionally.

"It's only seven o'clock now and I don't sleep well. How can young people be lazy and hurry up."

"But I'm really sleepy, can I not go?"

"Never mind, let me be a single woman walking alone in the dark street. Anyway, I heard that in Okinawa, except for occasional incidents such as robbery and murder, the law and order are still good.

Zhengzhi, you can sleep well. If I have something serious, don't take it to heart. I won't blame you. "

"Teacher, can you wait for me? I want to change my clothes." Zheng Zhi sighed.

"Why are you changing clothes, aren't you going to sleep?"

"Teacher, if you keep talking, I really want to sleep."

Mr. Naoko smiled sullenly and looked very proud.

The two came to the most bustling international street in Naha. On both sides of the nearly two-kilometer-long road, department stores, souvenir shops, cinemas, restaurants, cafes, and Ginza, the most prosperous in Tokyo Not much worse than that. Palm trees, betel palms, and Ryukyu pines can be seen everywhere in Okinawa, and you can also see them here.

"Well, there seems to be a performance in front of us, let's go and see." After that, Teacher Naoko couldn't wait to pull Zhengzhi and ran over.

On a temporary stage, more than a dozen people wearing strange costumes and weird musical instruments sang and danced there. The audience in the audience also held the venue to clap their hands and follow the rhythm.

Mr. Naoko listened carefully, but could n’t understand what they were singing, turned around and asked Zheng Zhi, “You understand what they sing?”

"They sang in local dialect, and I do n’t understand."

"Did they perform 'Lin Xian'? Although I have heard of this traditional song and dance in Okinawa, I have seen it for the first time.

"It is indeed" Lin Xian ", do you see that musical instrument with only three strings? That is a shamisen. And that thing like a big drum should be a taiko drum."

"How did you know this?"

"A friend told me before."

"Your friend is also Okinawa?"

"No, he is from Hokkaido, but just likes to wander around, so he has seen this kind of performance."

I don't know if it is an illusion. Teacher Naoko felt that when Zheng Zhi was talking about this friend, his expression looked a bit bleak.

"Let ’s go, I invite you to coffee."

"Coffee can be drunk everywhere, let's go to the local craft shop to see it."

"Okay, let's go." Teacher Naoko also thought the proposal was good.