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The rescue team was easy to talk to. After a few simple words, Nakamura Masahiro became familiar with the other party. Then, he very carefully made a request for a ride, but to his surprise, the other party agreed directly.

With the slight shaking of the vehicle, the rotating wheels twisted around on the dilapidated road, leaving long ruts like graffiti.

Looking around, all you see is a dilapidated scene. Except for a few buildings that can remain relatively intact, most of the houses have been severely damaged.

"It's okay, we're on our way anyway. Besides, you can also help us point out the direction..."

When Nakamura Masahiro expressed his gratitude, the young man responsible for communicating with Nakamura Masahiro was very polite, and the smile on his face never disappeared.

He looks about 20 years old, wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and has slightly long broken hair. He exudes a bookish atmosphere, and he has an inexplicable feeling that an anime character has come to the real world.

"I thought a map would be enough, but I didn't expect that what I got was an expired map of Miyagi Prefecture..."

Nakamura Masahiro was stunned for a moment. There are so many geniuses in Japan! There are actually expired versions of the maps distributed to the rescue team?

Could it be that those middle school boys in anime are not exaggerated descriptions by Japanese cartoonists? But they are the embodiment of Japanese social reality?

With all kinds of complicated emotions welling up in his heart, Nakamura Masahiro couldn't stop complaining about the unreliability of Japanese government employees.

Although the poor image of Japanese government employees in daily news reports has left a deep impression on the public, the fact that such mistakes can occur in a major event such as disaster relief really refreshes three perspectives.

"By the way, are you a native of Miyagi Prefecture?"

Probably knowing that the topic of expired maps was not suitable to be mentioned too much, the young man quickly changed the topic to Nakamura Masahiro.

"Why is it on the roadside? At this time, we should go to the nearest gathering area for victims, right? There will be relief supplies arranged by the Japanese government there."

"I'm not a local, I just have something to deal with and I just happened to be passing through Miyagi Prefecture."

Nakamura Masahiro forced a smile and explained the reason for his appearance in Miyagi Prefecture in a slightly innocent tone.

"As you can see, we were really unlucky to encounter such a big earthquake... As a result, it ended up like this."

The innocent words combined with Nakamura Masahiro's messy hairstyle gave him an inexplicable sense of joy, making the other party almost unable to restrain the raised corners of his mouth.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it."

After all, this was somewhat rude behavior. The young man finally suppressed the smile that surged in his heart and quickly changed the topic.

"By the way, my name is Zhang Xu. I am currently serving as the translator for the Chinese Rescue Team. I don't know your name yet... Can you introduce me to you?"

"Zhang Xu?"

After repeating the name repeatedly, Nakamura Masahiro reluctantly carved it into the fragments of his memory, and then briefly introduced himself.

"Hello, I am Masahiro Nakamura, and I am currently a disaster victim."

He simply told his name and did not indicate his supervisory status. Having already suffered a loss in the gathering area, Nakamura Masahiro was certainly not willing to humiliate himself again.

Disaster areas don't have that much attention to detail. If someone buys it, Masahiro Nakamura can declare his identity as a supervisor. If no one buys it, then it's really unclear.

"Masahiro Nakamura?"

When he suddenly heard this name, the smile that was still on Zhang Xu's face disappeared in an instant, and he immediately frowned.

"What's wrong? Zhang Xu..."

Noticing Zhang Xu's contemplative look, the fellow rescue team members couldn't help but be a little curious, so they started asking.

Chinese with a local accent rang out in the car, probably thinking that Masahiro Nakamura didn't know Chinese? There was no shyness in their communication.

"It's nothing. This Japanese man's name is the same as that of a well-known director. I don't know if they are the same person..."

Under the calm gaze of Masahiro Nakamura, Zhang Xu explained the reason to the members of the rescue team who looked curious.

"When we set off, didn't Japan ask us to look out for a director named Masahiro Nakamura..."

Seeing the members of the rescue team nodding and giving positive feedback, Zhang Xu continued to add: "This director named Masahiro Nakamura is a newly emerging young director in Japan. He just won the Silver Bear Award at the Berlin Film Festival."

"Winning the Silver Bear at the Berlin Film Festival? Isn't that awesome?"

"So, this new director named Masahiro Nakamura is very important?"

"You don't think the person in the car is the young director who won the award, do you?"

The sound of random discussions was heard one after another. Although the volume was deliberately lowered, it still seemed a bit noisy in the narrow space.

Nakamura Masahiro didn't react much and just listened silently. But the little girl Kubo Shiori was a little timid. She curled up backwards hard and tightly grasped the corners of Nakamura Masahiro's clothes with her soft little hands.

Although Masahiro Nakamura had told her that the people in the car were members of foreign rescue teams coming to Tokyo to provide disaster relief, she still couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"Okay, everyone, stop talking..."

After speaking to stop everyone's discussion, Zhang Xu turned his attention to Nakamura Masahiro, still wearing a gentle smile full of kindness on his face.

"I tried to confirm with him. If he is really the young director, then we will have made a contribution."

The smile faded slightly, and Zhang Xu naturally switched to Japanese. He asked Nakamura Masahiro in a friendly manner.

"Sorry, I want to ask a question... Are you the director Masahiro Nakamura? Because you have the same name as him, and you seem to be about the same age."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Although he has a messy hairstyle and his clothes are a bit sloppy, Masahiro Nakamura is a young man after all, and his youthful aura cannot be concealed.

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Although a little dust smeared some marks on his face, which made him look a little dirty, making Masahiro Nakamura look like a painted-faced cat, his handsome appearance can still be seen at a glance.

Japan is different from China and Korea. Due to the complexity of its surnames, although there are some people with the same name and surname, the probability of them being the same is very low.

Unless you are deliberately looking for it, if you want to meet someone with the same name in daily life, the probability is equivalent to winning 100,000 yuan in a lottery ticket.

It cannot be said that there is no chance of winning, but among the large number of lottery players, this chance is definitely considered rare.

"Congratulations, you guessed it right. Unfortunately, there is no reward."

Nakamura Masahiro had no intention of concealing his identity. He confirmed it directly and even made a rare joke.

When he was in the area where disaster victims gathered, no one accepted his identity when he announced it, which made Masahiro Nakamura a little discouraged.

I just eavesdropped on the conversation between Zhang Xu and the others, and it seemed that Japanese officials were already searching for Nakamura Masahiro, which surprised Nakamura Masahiro.

Although he thinks he is somewhat famous, he is obviously not qualified enough to let the official organization organize manpower for search and rescue.

So, who can influence the official organization? Many names flashed through his mind one by one, but they were quickly rejected by Masahiro Nakamura.

"Are you really Masahiro Nakamura? The young director who won the Silver Bear Award at the Berlin Film Festival?"

The surprise in his tone could not be concealed, and the look on Zhang Xu's face was also extremely surprised. He just wanted to give it a try, but he didn't expect that the other party was actually the young director.

This is like seeing a lottery shop on the roadside, buying a lottery ticket with an indifferent attitude, and trying it out, but in the end, a jackpot was won.

Of course, the kind of genius who can win a bonus of more than 200 million yuan for 100,000 yuan and can perfectly avoid taxes is a very special exception.

"If you don't believe it, then there's nothing I can do."

Nakamura Masahiro shrugged, and the expression on his face did not change at all. He could understand the other party's mood, but if he had to prove his identity, he would not be interested.

"Sorry, please wait a moment..."

Zhang Xu hesitated for a moment, then he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and started playing with it in front of Masahiro Nakamura.

As time goes by, the aftermath of the earthquake has slowly calmed down, and communications in the disaster area have barely recovered.

Although the intermittent state is difficult to satisfy, the occasional check for information or a phone call is somewhat manageable.

After all, this is a disaster-stricken area that has been severely affected by a major earthquake. It is good to have some hope of communication, but how can we expect more?

"What's wrong? Zhang Xu?"

Noticing that Zhang Xu's behavior was a little unusual, his eyes wandered back and forth between Nakamura Masahiro and the phone screen, and a member of the rescue team couldn't help but ask.

"We have really made a great contribution. This Nakamura Masahiro is really that young director."

Zhang Xu came back to his senses, with a smile on his face. He switched back to Chinese and said excitedly to the members of the rescue team: "As long as we report it to Japan, they may not know how to thank us."

"Really? Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"Impossible? How can we be so lucky?"

"Are you kidding? Is he really that young director?"

The members of the rescue team questioned in disbelief. It wasn't that they didn't want to believe Zhang Xu's translator, but that this kind of thing revealed a sense of metaphysics.

He was arranged to go to a new earthquake-stricken area for rescue, and he kindly picked up a victim who was passing by. It turned out that this victim was a well-known young director, and was being searched hard by the Japanese authorities.

Why does it feel like this plot is a bit like a routine in a film and television drama? It is full of unreal absurdity.