Chapter 371: Zhou Huimin is evil, Wei Xiaoming is both scummy and warm

Master Guo asked him again if he knew how his three colleagues who went to Hong Kong were doing now.

At that time, Liu Rulong also wanted to call Master Guo to Hong Kong, but he hadn't made up his mind then, and he didn't know that the real boss was actually the person next to him.

"Pretty good. The salary is definitely not as high as going to Japan, also two or three thousand Hong Kong dollars, but fortunately, the language barrier is not that difficult."

Not only did the three people from the Shanghai Animation Film Studio stay, but even among A-Long's college classmates, one chose to drop out of school to work with him after seeing the prosperity of Hong Kong.

And hearing that the salaries of several colleagues were so different from his own, Master Guo was a bit proud. Choosing Japan was indeed wise. However, hearing Wei Ming mention the language problem, he became confused again.

He had a probation period. If he was dismissed because of language problems, but his family was counting on him to make money to go back to live a good life, then he might only be able to stay in Japan to wash dishes.

Then transform to play the underworld? In his previous life, A-Long was this routine.

This was the first time he landed in Tokyo in this life. Wei Ming couldn't help but think that every time he came to Japan in his previous life, A-Long came to pick him up and arranged a one-stop service, and then...

"Cheng Long is here!"

"Jackie! I love you!"

"Ah, don't stop me, let me touch your big nose!"

Before Wei Ming had time to sigh about the change of things, his eardrums were stimulated by the screams of Cheng Long's fans.

A plane from Hong Kong had just landed. Cheng Long was on this plane. His trip was mainly to promote his Hollywood blockbuster *The Cannonball Run*.

Although in principle he wasn't the male lead in this movie, the Japanese film side promoted him as the male lead, putting him and the former 007 Roger Moore on the double C-position on the poster.

After all, Cheng Long had already won billions of yen in box office in Japan with films like *Drunken Master*, *Snake in the Eagle's Shadow*, *The Fearless Hyena*, and *The Young Master*. He was another action superstar with super box office appeal in Asia after Li Xiaolong.

Could this group of crazy women be the "Non-Cheng Long, Don't Marry Group"?

After the people dispersed, Wei Ming and Master Guo were also separated, but it didn't matter; they weren't on the same path anyway.

At the exit, Wei Ming saw a thin figure in the crowd, holding a large sign with the Chinese characters "Welcome Wei Ming" written on it.

At this time, Wei Ming's literary works hadn't been translated and published in Japan. His popularity was limited to the two songs he collaborated with Sarah, and the adapted songs of Masashi Sada. If he didn't write his English name, no one would know who he was.

"I didn't expect you to come to pick me up yourself," Wei Ming went over and shook hands with Masashi Sada, "Don't you have an assistant?"

"How can I use an assistant to welcome a distinguished guest like you? Of course, I have to come in person to show sincerity." Wei Ming's songs greatly eased Masashi Sada's economic pressure, and his gratitude was very sincere.

After leaving the airport, Wei Ming got into his car, a Toyota, and then transferred from the airport to the train station.

He knew that Wei Ming came to Japan mainly to watch the ball game, so they took the Shinkansen directly to Osaka.

Although taking a plane was quite convenient, it required changing to another airport, and it was a trip anyway. Taking a train could allow one to enjoy the scenery along the way.

There were two days left in the Women's Volleyball World Cup, all arranged in Osaka.

Masashi Sada planned to bring Wei Ming back to Tokyo to attend his concert after the women's volleyball game ended.

In the car, Wei Ming saw the Japanese street scene in the 80s for the first time: high-rise buildings, full of vitality, but there wasn't much change compared to what Wei Ming saw more than ten years later.

After all, in a few years, the Plaza Accord would be encountered, and the fierce momentum of the Japanese economy would be severely frustrated.

What year was that? 198... 5? Wei Ming tried hard to recall the details about the Plaza Accord.

In his previous life, domestic media had reported it, and later when Wei Ming's company shot short dramas involving rebirth novels, the impression was deepened again.

In the car, Wei Ming also chatted with Masashi Sada about meeting Cheng Long at the airport.

Masashi Sada expressed: "Cheng Long, oh, I've seen his *Drunken Master*. It's really too magical..."

Seeing that he was about to perform a set while driving, Wei Ming hurriedly reminded: "Pay attention to driving safety. After getting off the car, let's drink and compare."

However, it could also be seen that Cheng Long was indeed very popular in the Japanese market recently. Calculated at 1 billion yen box office per movie, it was about 5 million US dollars, which was much larger than the Hong Kong market.

Masashi Sada scratched his head: "For Chinese people famous in Japan, the film industry is definitely Cheng Long of Hong Kong, the music industry is Deng Lijun of Taiwan, and the literary world is you."

"Me? Does anyone know me? I mean, me who writes novels."

Masashi Sada: "How can there not be? Some time ago, I also saw an article written by a Japanese writer about you. Every word and sentence carried envy and respect."

"Write about me? I don't know any Japanese writers either. I know a few publishers."

"There is one, a new writer named Haruki Murakami, who wrote a novel called *Hear the Wind Sing*. He said he met you in Frankfurt, Germany. You are very respected abroad, the face of the Asian literary world, and he admires you very much for putting down the face of a great writer for the country's cultural output."

Haruki Murakami? He was also in Frankfurt at that time?!

Put down face? He should be talking about the goods-carrying days in the last two days.

Wei Ming smiled. He didn't expect to have this kind of fate with this future number one in the Japanese literary world. He didn't know if he would say "That year was thirty-two, standing in the corner like a minion" when he watched himself talking freely with Günter Grass on stage.

"Have time to go to the bookstore to buy one of his books to see."

Masashi Sada: "Can you understand?"

"I came to Japan once, so I have to bring some Japanese specialties back."

"I can give you my album bucket!"

Wei Ming: "This can also have."

The two laughed out loud at the same time, but what Wei Ming really wanted was another kind of Japanese specialty.

The train station arrived. Masashi Sada took care of Wei Ming's ticket purchase and related matters, which was very thoughtful.

Japan's largest city must be Tokyo. In recent years, Yokohama's population has exceeded Osaka's, but in terms of economy and culture, Osaka is still Japan's second-largest city.

After getting on the carriage, the Shinkansen from the largest city to the second-largest city only takes three hours.

The two places are 500 kilometers apart. Analogizing to the cities Wei Ming has been to in the country, it is about equivalent to Wuhan to Nanjing, almost taking a whole day, and this is precisely the motivation for us to catch up.

Zhou Huimin and her mother, as well as Wei Lingling and her daughter, arrived in Tokyo yesterday. They played in Tokyo yesterday and today.

A-Min felt that Auntie Ling was really too amazing, accompanying the three of them to play, and she settled work matters with a few phone calls in the middle.

Then she suggested that everyone go to Osaka, Japan's second-largest city, to take a look, and then take a plane back to Hong Kong from there.

Osaka, Nagoya, and Kumamoto Castle are known as Japan's three famous cities, with scenery different from Tokyo.

When getting on the train, A-Min was wearing headphones. This was a Walkman player her mother bought for her.

This small machine from Sony was simply the favorite of their music lovers. Carrying it on the body, one could listen to songs anytime, anywhere. In the future, one could listen to many, many songs on the way home.

Thinking of this, A-Min was extremely optimistic about the development of the music industry. She believed that with the popularization of this product, cassettes would definitely sell better and better in the future.

Because this product was a big hit in Japan, the production capacity couldn't keep up, so it hadn't started selling abroad yet. Zhou Huimin had only seen it from a classmate who had been to Japan. Many foreign tourists who came to Japan for tourism would also buy one of these Japanese specialties.

In addition, there were many popular cassettes of Japanese singers in A-Min's bag. These songs, which were different in style from Cantonese songs and English songs, were enough for her to listen to for a while.

Suddenly, while walking and listening to Seiko Matsuda, Zhou Huimin raised her head abruptly and even took off her headphones.

"What's wrong?" Wei Lingling asked.

Zhou Huimin shook her head with a silly smile: "I just seemed to see A-Ming."

Of course, she knew this was impossible.

Mother Zhou in front couldn't help shaking her head after hearing it. A crazy girl.

Not long after the four people got on the train, the train started to accelerate. After listening to a cassette, Zhou Huimin changed another one.

However, as soon as the familiar melody rang out, her eyes widened in surprise, and her pupils even dilated a bit.

"A-Min, what's wrong with you again?"

She excitedly stuffed an earphone into Wei Lingling's ear. Wei Lingling: "This is... *First Love*?"

Zhou Huimin nodded, and then flipped out the outer packaging of this cassette in her schoolbag. On a piece of paper inside, there was creator information and lyrics. Among a piece of Japanese, Chinese characters, and English, she was pleasantly surprised to see several "".

Zhou Huimin said: "There are some singers in Hong Kong who often cover Japanese singers' works. I didn't expect Japanese singers to cover A-Ming's works too, and there is more than one!"

Wei Lingling commented: "This man sings quite well."

"I think it's average. He doesn't understand first love at all." However, A-Min thought about buying another box and mailing it to A-Ming after arriving in Osaka.

Tokyo to Osaka is a very important Shinkansen line, and it was the weekend, so even though the price was high, the train was still seven or eight full. In the middle, Zhou Huimin suddenly got up to go to the restroom between the two trains.

It might be that the sashimi eaten today was a bit uncomfortable, and she had a bit of an upset stomach.

Just after Zhou Huimin went in, Wei Ming came over. After waiting for a long time, the person inside still hadn't come out.

"Wouldn't it be a big number?"

Wei Ming struggled for a moment and ran to the restroom in the other direction.

After finishing the water, he returned to his seat and said to Masashi Sada: "It's already gone halfway, right."

"Mm, it's about to reach Nagoya soon. The stop time there will be longer." Masashi Sada also brought some special small snacks, such as dorayaki. Their time was neither early nor late.

"You can eat some of this first. I'll treat you to Kobe beef when we arrive in Osaka."

Wei Ming laughed: "I love eating beef too much."

Then he thought of A-Min who didn't eat beef, and didn't know what she was doing at this moment. Today was Saturday. Was she playing the piano or learning vocal music?

Answer: She was taking a shit.

A-Min, wearing headphones, finally came out. Seeing that there were still people queuing outside, she was a bit embarrassed. Listening to music while going to the toilet would give a feeling of not being urgent.

This was just listening to music. If she could watch TV while going to the toilet, she might be able to go until the end of time.

When leaving, she looked back. Several young people were surrounding a man wearing glasses, holding pens and notebooks. He looked a bit familiar. Was he a Japanese star?

When returning to her seat, after listening to Masashi Sada's new album, she was about to change a cassette when she suddenly said "Ah" again.

Lin Ni was both disgusted and funny: "Little A-Min, why are you so fussing about taking the Shinkansen once? What's wrong this time?" ===== CHAPTER 372 =====