Liu Hanhan really couldn't eat enough.

The owner of the eel rice was about to cry.

Fortunately, Ye Sihai forced Liu Baoqiao to pay the bill.

Then the three of them went directly to Ginza Plaza.

Around Ginza Plaza, there are all kinds of street stalls selling everything.

Ramen, sushi, beer and side dishes. Lots and lots, cheap and not expensive.

Let's take Liu Hanhan to shock the Japanese stall owners.

Sweeping all the way, Liu Hanhan became the scenery of the street stalls.

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He sat there eating, Ye Sihai and Liu Baoqiao were behind him...!

Talking (fighting), laughing (love), wind (scolding), life (beautiful)!!

Ginza Plaza is very lively during the day.

And at night, it is even more lively.

There are people everywhere, and there are many girls dressed very coolly.

Ye Sihai was a little curious:

"Qiaojie, why are they all carrying a suitcase?"

Liu Baoqiao blushed slightly and glared at Ye Sihai coquettishly.

Ye Sihai was confused.

Qiaojie, what's that expression on your face?

Seeing Ye Sihai like this, Liu Baoqiao finally confirmed that Ye Sihai really didn't understand.

But how could she explain it?

It's embarrassing, okay?

This little brother didn't ask anything else, but asked these suitcase girls.

It can be seen that he is a bad guy in his bones.

Liu Baoqiao grunted for a long time before saying:

"They are girls waiting for God."

"Girls waiting for God?"

"Huh?"

"What do they do? They look so powerful."

Liu Baoqiao...!

"They are waiting for their...god!"

Ye Sihai was very surprised:

"Are you so superstitious?"

Liu Baoqiao finally couldn't help but said:

"You can also be their god."

Ye Sihai...!

Suddenly realized.

He became embarrassed.

Fuck!

What a good game.

Selling is selling.

Why make it so mysterious and artistic?

Did you make a fool of yourself?

Liu Baoqiao covered her mouth and smiled, but told him in detail.

Most of the girls who are waiting for God are high school students.

Most of them are problem girls, either from poor families or in conflict with their families.

Or they just want to have fun.

In short, they drag a small suitcase and wait for people to come up and say hello on the road.

Many lewd uncles like them the most.

Ye Sihai complained:

"The world is going downhill."

Liu Baoqiao smiled and punched him lightly.

Ye Sihai got up and bought two ice creams from the ice cream cart on the side.

Liu Hanhan was working hard on a big bowl of ramen.

There was already a pile of empty bowls in front of him.

Seeing him eating so voraciously, the diners around him had a better appetite.

During this time, some people kept ordering noodles or other food to be delivered.

For the Japanese who bow and say "I'm ready" when eating an egg, Liu Hanhan's eating style is absolutely cool.

Not to mention that he is such a burly individual, which is simply a crane standing out among the generally short Japanese.

Ye Sihai and Liu Baoqiao sat on the side eating ice cream.

A singing girl with a guitar came over.

She walked along and asked customers at the roadside stall to order songs, but no one ordered.

The girl was wearing a JK uniform and a red balloon was tied to her ponytail. As she walked, the red balloon jumped.

The songs on the playlist were not expensive, only 500 yen, and two songs could buy a bowl of the cheapest clear water ramen.

Seeing that no one ordered songs, the girl was not discouraged, and she always had a sweet smile on her face.

"Sir, please order one."

"Sir, please order one."

After a while, the girl came in front of Ye Sihai and Liu Baoqiao.

She looked at Ye Sihai timidly.

After confirming that he was not Japanese, a hint of sadness flashed across his eyes. He bowed slightly to Ye Sihai and turned to leave.

For some reason, Ye Sihai's heart suddenly jumped.

In his previous life, he liked Hayao Miyazaki's movie "The Wind Rises" very much.

There is a theme song in it, which is particularly tasteful when translated into Chinese.

But the original Japanese version is more appropriate for the movie.

So he is extremely familiar with both versions.

I don't know what's wrong with him.

Ye Sihai suddenly shouted to the guitar girl:

"Qiaodou Sack."

The girl was stunned, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she bowed deeply to Ye Sihai:

"Private Marseille."

Ye Sihai touched the back of his head with some embarrassment, and said to Liu Baoqiao with a smile:

"Qiaojie, help me translate, just say I want to use her guitar and sing a song for her."

Liu Baoqiao jumped up in surprise:

"Really?"

Ye Sihai smiled and nodded:

"She can record it with her mobile phone, and then learn to sing and make money."

Liu Baoqiao's eyebrows showed a hint of anger, glared at Ye Sihai, and then communicated with the girl.

"A Luo...!"

The girl was stunned, and then happily bowed to Ye Sihai again.

The red balloon tied to the ponytail was pulled up and down by her, which was very cute.

The girl took off the guitar and handed it to Ye Sihai respectfully with both hands.

Ye Sihai took it and tried it a few times first.

The customers around looked over.

Those who come here to consume are all low-income people in Tokyo.

They are literally office workers.

Otherwise, they can't afford a 500 yen song.

Seeing that they can listen to people singing for free today, some diners applauded!

The girl also took out her mobile phone and started filming Ye Sihai.

She knew that a song was sometimes enough to change a person's fate.

Becoming a singer has always been her dream.

Ye Sihai plucked the guitar strings a few times again.

Then he sang:

"When you confess to me."

"When you and your ex-girlfriend went on."

"I refused to listen carefully."

"You must feel sad."

"I know I get jealous all the time."

"It's my bad habit."

"But I still have wild thoughts."

"I said excessive words to make you sad."

"Just let me be with you."

"As long as I can hold your hand...!"

"The most precious things may be shining in those places that we are used to."

"I want to hug you tightly."

The moment Ye Sihai opened his mouth.

Liu Baoqiao was stunned.

Because Ye Sihai sang Japanese so fluently that it was almost like his mother tongue.

It was so beautiful, wasn't it?

Oh my god!

And the guitar girl was also stunned.

This song...!

It is definitely a super song that can be performed at the annual Red and White Song Festival in Japan.

The melody and lyrics are just so good.

The guests around were also fascinated by it.

Ye Sihai suddenly sang it again in Chinese.

Completely different lyrics came out of Ye Sihai's mouth, and there was silence nearby.

His singing was like a breeze blowing in the evening.

It blew into everyone's heart.

No matter which version of the lyrics, the more you listen to it, the better it sounds.

Who doesn't have love?

Who doesn't have dreams?

Who hasn't been young?

Now...

Who doesn't live such a miserable life?

A few middle-aged men in suits who drank a few glasses of cheap sake couldn't help crying softly.

You can tell from their dress that they are people who have worked hard in the company all their lives but can't even get a white-collar job.

Poor creature.

Who isn't?

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