The sun was setting in the west, and Mu Yang woke up from the state of reading, and in these materials, he really found something useful for himself.

In the earliest days, Tianjin was the location of the North China Garrison Headquarters of the Japanese Invasion of China, and the headquarters was located in Haiguang Temple, where Okamura Ningji once worked. After the July 7 Incident in 1937, the North China Command moved to Beiping, and the troops here were reorganized into a mixed brigade of the Chinese garrison in Tun, and Umezu Mijiro, Tada Jun, and Kazuki Kiyoji were all commanders of this army.

Later, the Chinese Tun Mixed Brigade was reorganized into the 27th Division of the Japanese Army, and the current division commander is called Ochiai Shikuro, with the rank of lieutenant general. The chief of staff is called Kutaro Sekine, with the rank of major general. And the headquarters of the 27th Army is still in Haiguang Temple.

And the task of finding antique clues by himself seems to be falling to the two people of the 27th Division, the commander of the 27th Division, Shikuro Ochiai, and the chief of staff, Kutaro Sekine.

Mu Yang closed the book, stretched his waist, and found that the girl next to him was still reading, Mu Yang did not bother, went straight to return the book, and walked out of the library building.

"Wait a minute, please wait a minute." A girl's voice came from behind him, and it was in Japanese.

Muyang turned around curiously and found that Misa Akiyama was running down the steps of the library with a book in her arms, running directly to Muyang's side.

"Wait a minute, I have something to ask you." The girl ran a little panting.

Muyang asked curiously, "What's the matter, Misa Akiyama." "Well, how can it feel like a Japanese drama.

"Hello, I want to ask you, are you Chinese?" Misa Akiyama asked.

The two had already reported their names just now, but Meisa found out that Muyang was speaking a Chinese name, and at first she thought that someone who could speak so fluent and pure Japanese must be a Japanese student, but then she realized that she was wrong.

When Muyang was reading a book, Meisha thought that such a powerful foreign language ability would definitely help her quickly improve her Chinese level, at least it would be much easier to communicate, and she could ask for advice on learning foreign languages.

"Let me introduce myself again, my name is Misa Akiyama, a native of Kyoto, Japan, a Chinese language major at Waseda University, and an exchange student." As he spoke, he bowed to Muyang.

Mu Yang looked at this strange beautiful girl curiously, and did not bow back, because he was not used to such actions.

"I have been in China for almost a year, but I feel that my Chinese is improving very slowly, and I can't do the level of fluent communication with Chinese, I just heard your Japanese speak very standard, I want to ask you, is there any good way for me to quickly improve my Chinese level." Misa Akiyama looked at Muyang with longing eyes.

"Do you think that the level of teachers in Beiwai is not enough to teach you?" Muyang felt amused.

"No, no, the teacher is very good, but I'm too stupid, I can't learn well, I asked a lot of people, but they don't have any good methods, it's really distressing." The girl showed a distressed expression, which was really cute.

"I don't have any special methods to teach you, I can only say learn more, listen more, watch more, ask more questions, go out often, communicate with Chinese, don't always nest in your own circle, it will be very helpful for you to improve your oral English." Muyang said.

"Yes, many people always say the same, but the people we usually communicate with are always our Japanese students, and it seems that the more we study, the more we are not standard." The girl pouted.

"Hahaha" Mu Yang laughed, he had heard how that group of foreigners learned Chinese, a group of foreigners gathered together to speak Chinese, all kinds of tones, very happy.

"If you want someone to talk to and practice speaking, you can come to me." Muyang said.

The seduction of a beautiful woman. The confusion is still very big, and Muyang is no exception.

"Really, that's great, do you want to apprentice, I'll invite you to dinner, it's a mentoring ceremony." Misa Akiyama said happily.

"I also know about the apprenticeship ceremony, it seems that I have learned a lot, and I happened to be inactive at night, what do you want to eat, I invite you." Muyang showed a man's gentlemanly demeanor.

"There seems to be a fish shop near the Pearl of Lijiang, spicy boiled fish, I haven't tasted it yet, let's try it." Misa Akiyama said with some eagerness.

Muyang's eyes widened, the little Japanese girl who loves Sichuan cuisine is really amazing, it's okay, anyway, I haven't eaten Sichuan cuisine for a long time, so I'll eat him.

"Okay, from now on, we communicate in Chinese and no longer speak Japanese, how about it?" Muyang suggested.

"Okay, please advise." This sentence Akiyama Misa is said in Chinese, and it is still a correct word. But then, it's a bit miserable, the conversation between the two stammered, which was extremely uncomfortable, and many of the pronunciations Mu ** couldn't be heard clearly, and it took a long time to guess before and after to figure out the general meaning.

"I now know why the Chinese are reluctant to communicate with you, it's too tiring." Mu Yang said with a smile.

Misa Akiyama was said by Muyang with a big red face.

When he came to the restaurant and the food was served, Muyang found that the girl he had in his first impression was completely different.

Akiyama Misa is really good at eating spicy, but she also sweats on her forehead, sticks out her tongue from time to time and fans the cool breeze with her hand, or gulps of ice water, and then devotes herself to the great cause of eating fish again, constantly rummaging for fish fillets under piles of chili peppers.

Muyang found that Akiyama Meisa is really an innocent and straightforward girl, not pretentious, but very beautiful and lovely, sometimes speaking slowly and half a beat, sometimes in a hurry, Muyang doesn't know much about comics, is this the so-called Japanese two-dimensional beautiful girl?

After dinner, the two walked down the street and walked back to school.

"Muyang-kun..."Misa Akiyama was about to say something, but was interrupted by Muyang.

"Wait, you can call me Muyang, classmate Muyang, senior Muyang, but don't add the word Jun." Muyang said.

"Why?"

"It's just not used to it, this is China, we should call it according to Chinese customs, and it's easy for us to better integrate into this atmosphere, isn't it."

In fact, Muyang just didn't like to be called that, so he said this excuse.

The girl tilted her head to look at Mu Yang, nodded and said, "Okay, senior." ”

"Then senior, can I ask you a question?"

Misa Akiyama stopped and looked at Muyang, she was standing on the edge of the road, Muyang was walking below, the two of them were now at the same height, and under the orange street lamp, Misa Akiyama looked very beautiful.

Muyang looked at Misa Akiyama's face and replied, "You ask." ”

"Do seniors hate Japanese people?" The girl asked suddenly in a somewhat depressed mood.

"Why do you ask?" Mu Yang asked suspiciously.

"Because I was in the library this afternoon, the senior has been reading Japanese books on the Asian war, and although I am not very good at speaking, I still know the word anti-Japanese." The girl looked at Muyang with wide eyes.

Mu Yang smiled: "I don't hate people in a certain country, but I hate those who once invaded China and brought her great pain, such as the Japanese army that invaded China, but not all Japanese people." ”

The girl seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, rolled her eyes and grinned: "What kind of girl does the senior like?" ”

"Pretty." Mu Yang replied in a joking tone.

"Would the senior like a Japanese girl?" The girl looked into Muyang's eyes.

Muyang replied with a smile: "If it's beautiful." ”

The girl laughed, ran forward two steps quickly, and then turned around and shouted, "The senior is a big pervert." This sentence was shouted in Chinese, and it was particularly loud, and the people around looked sideways, thinking that Mu Yang had done something angry and resentful, and they all looked at it with curious eyes.

A black line appeared on Muyang's face, and he hurriedly ran after him.

When she arrived downstairs in Misa's dormitory for international students, the girl said, "Can I ask my seniors for something?" ”

"Tell me about it."

"Can you accompany me to practice speaking in the morning?" Akiyama Misa's eyes are hopeful, and the light reflected on the pupils makes the girl's current image very diffuse.

It just so happens that my Japanese also needs to be practiced, so at least I won't be asked by others and I haven't practiced it myself, so I'll pass the professional Japanese exam.

"Yes."

Misa Akiyama said happily with a happy look on her face: "We will practice speaking together in the corner of the playground every other day, and there are many Chinese students studying Japanese, and tomorrow morning at half past six, we will meet in the playground, okay?" ”

"No problem, see you tomorrow morning."

"Goodbye, senior", said laughing and running into the dormitory building.