Zhang Zhengyi only got up this afternoon, and then asked the teahouse kitchen to prepare his favorite Cantonese-style tea, ground some coffee beans himself, brewed it with the tea set that he usually drinks tea, and drank it leisurely.
After two sips, Bai Lushan led the people into the house.
"It's actually coffee?" Bai Yushan asked in surprise.
"Occasionally change the taste." Zhang Zhengyi glanced at him, "What happened?"
"No, it's just that the gold watch Brother Zhang sent to the hospital was returned."
Zhang Zhengyi raised his eyebrows and asked, "Just sending back the gold watch, without any words?"
"No."
Zhang Zhengyi grinned: "There are also heroic boys in Japan. They are much better than those fake guys in Jidao. There must be a lot of women for this guy, right?"
Bai Yushan Xi Hongfang also smiled: "There are many, he has a dojo, and his apprentices are all women."
"Hahahaha, a hero is sad for a beauty." Zhang Zhengyi took a big sip of his coffee. He didn't know if it was too bitter or something, but he frowned suddenly.
Xi Hongfang, the white feather fan, came to sit down opposite Zhang Zhengyi, and said, "There is one more thing, the Zhenquan Association intends to make peace with us, and I want to refuse."
Zhang Zhengyi waved his hand: "Don't, why refuse? We still can't eat them now, and the Tokyo police are too nervous to make such a big commotion. It's a good thing to see a truce at this time, and then we can free up our hands. A gentle way to clean up the Kanto United."
"But last time they plotted against us."
"On the surface, they are also the victim. Let's pretend to be confused. They don't have the confidence to eat us, otherwise they would have done it long ago."
Xihong said, "Then I'll reply there and start arranging a meeting."
"Hmm." Zhang Zhengyi nodded.
So Xi Hongfang, who had just sat down on the stool and hadn't warmed it up, stood up and left the room.
Zhang Zhengyi is holding a teacup—drinking the coffee in the cup.
**
Another day passed.
He Ma didn't know that Zhenquan would cease fighting with the Fushou Gang. He washed up early this morning, changed into a new hospital gown, and waited for the reporters from the media to come.
At about nine o'clock, several police officers from the Metropolitan Police Department's Publicity Division led a large group of reporters into the ward with a whimper.
He Ma smiled skillfully at the reporters, waved his hands, and kept his posture waiting to be photographed.
Do this a few more times, and Ma reckons that he will develop the habit of automatically posing in front of the camera.
"Mr. Kiryu, can you tell me why you suddenly attacked Bai Fengfeng?" A reporter asked impatiently.
He Ma: "I didn't attack Bai Fengfeng..."
"I heard that you and Bai Feng have had a long-standing grudge!" Another reporter interrupted He Ma's answer, "Can you tell me what's going on?"
Kazuma was a little angry at the time, but he still showed a gentle smile: "Bai Fengfeng and I had some conflicts, but the conflict was with Bai Fengfeng's subordinate organization, the Tsuda Group, and I have completely destroyed the Tsuda Group. Bai Feng also apologized to me afterwards."
"You mean you have forgiven Bai Feng?"
He Ma maintained a smile: "No, I didn't say that. I hate all Yakuza organizations that use illegal means to oppress ordinary people. I will never forgive them, never."
"So this time you are fighting violence and peace? Are you going to continue to wipe out the Yakuza in Tokyo in the future?"
He Ma: "It depends on how I feel."
The reporters were obviously very satisfied with He Ma's answer. There are too many articles to write here. Many newspaper reporters lowered their heads and began to write vigorously, while the TV station reporters continued to ask with a microphone without taking notes:
"I heard that you and Miss Baifeng are lovers?"
"No." He Ma firmly denied, "We are companions pursuing music dreams together."
"But we interviewed your classmates at the University of Tokyo, and they said they saw you dating!"
As soon as Kazuma heard it, the face of Susumu Fujita immediately appeared in his mind.
"This is a misunderstanding. Miss Baifeng Qingliu wanted to take me to visit the underground band activities near Kanda River that day."
Reporter: "Sounds like a date!"
At this time, another reporter keenly noticed the information in He Ma's words, and interrupted the colleague's questioning: "You just said Miss Baifeng Qingliu? Isn't the lady of Baifengfeng called Baifeng Yuyin?"
"Baifeng Yuyin is dead, she is now called Baifeng Qingliu."
The reporters all looked like they had caught the big news, and Ma Guang could guess what would be in the newspaper tomorrow by looking at the faces of these people.
Another reporter asked: "Did you attack Baifeng for Miss Baifeng?"
He Ma thought for a second, and replied: "Yes."
The moment he answered like this, the police officer in the public relations department looked relieved.
Next, the public's attention will inevitably be drawn to the romantic history of the righteous hero Kiryu and Ma Yujidao's lady Shiramine Haruyuki.
The pressure of public opinion faced by the Metropolitan Police Department is bound to decrease a lot.
All the reporters seemed to have turned into entertainment reporters all of a sudden, asking a lot of gossip questions, Hema sometimes talked freely, sometimes had no comment, and finally managed to cope.
The police officer of the Publicity Section looked at his watch and shouted, "Okay, it's almost time! Mr. Kiryu still needs to improve, so you have one last question!"
The reporters immediately shouted: "Me! I'll ask!"
He Ma chose a female reporter who looked the most beautiful: "You ask."
The female reporter smiled at He Ma, and then asked: "What will Miss Baifeng do next? According to the news we recently interviewed, she has been removed from the Kanto Union."
He Ma: "It depends on her wish. If she doesn't mind, she can live in my dojo and become my second disciple."
The reporters were in an uproar.
The police officer of the Publicity Section said loudly: "Okay, the last question has been asked, please leave the ward in an orderly manner, and let Mr. Kiryu rest!"
A disobedient reporter shouted: "Teacher Kiryu, will Ms. Baifeng be your exclusive singer in the future?"
He laughed with Ma and said nothing—because the question time was over, he had the right not to answer this question.
The reporters left the ward in a mighty manner.
Hema glanced at the clock on the wall and found that the reporters had been asking questions for more than an hour.
He sat back on the upturned pillow and said to Jinguji Tamamo, "Give me some water."
Tamamo picked up the water glass on the bedside table, tested the temperature with her own lips before handing it to Kazuma.
Kazuma didn't bother to take the water glass, so he let Tamamo feed himself a big mouthful of water.
"I remember the legend that the great fox demon Yuzao likes to turn the man he likes into a useless person," he said looking at Yuzao, "Now it seems that the legend is true."
"The legends are full of embellishments, so they can't be regarded as facts." Tamamo smiled, put down the water glass, picked up the apple and fruit knife, and started peeling.
"No, I like apples with the skin on."
After talking with the horse, Yuzao put the apple on the plate of the bedside table, cut it into small pieces with a fruit knife, squeezed them into pieces and fed them into his mouth.
While eating the apple, Hema suddenly remembered and asked, "Did Amao return the motorcycle I borrowed from Longzhi from the conservatory?"
"I paid it back, and Takashi Hanabou asked Amao to remind you that you still promised them an exclusive interview." Yuzao said.
"Oh, there is such a thing, let them come over sometime. I will tell them the real story with more details. Fang Chun, the weekly magazine, should like this kind of sensational story."
"Okay, I'll call home later—go back to the dojo and tell Amao about it."
"You just said go home, right! I heard it!"
"The dojo has become my second home, so it's true." Tamamo said while stuffing an apple into the horse's mouth.
Chewing the crisp and juicy apple with the horse, he turned his head and looked out the window.
The rainy season in June has officially arrived, and there is drizzle in the sky, but there is also sunlight falling through the thin clouds.
This weather has been going on for two days.
He Ma suddenly said: "Sometimes it's sunny and sometimes it's raining. Is this probably what it means when it's sunny and rainy?"
Yuzao also looked up out of the window and replied: "The name of this knife is a bit weird. However, there are many knife makers who are not educated. It is possible to find a few cool-looking Chinese characters and put them together."
Kazuma looked at Yuzao in surprise: "Is this okay?"
"Okay, naming a knife depends on the knife maker's personal preferences. There are not many knife makers who don't like the cumbersome naming rules. There is also a super powerful knife maker who is annoying to engrave knife inscriptions, so all the knives don't have knife inscriptions , so his name has not left a trace in history."
Kazuma looked at Yuzao: "Do you know that swordsmith?"
"How is that possible. I'm an eighteen-year-old girl living in modern times."
He Ma raised his hand, and flicked the forehead of the old fox who was beginning to pretend to be tender again.
She made a coquettish "Yahah" sound, very girly.
**
The "Modern Romance of Romeo and Juliet" by "Justice Swordsman Kiryu Kazuma" and "Miss Goku Amane Shiramine" swept the pages of all newspapers for the next week.
This is an era when information dissemination methods are scarce, and there are only so many newspaper pages. The public likes to read modern romance tales, so the newspaper has to give up the page to do this, and there will be less page for serious news, and the layout is still ranked at the bottom. What an important place.
Although some left-wing commentators and investigative reporters are still raising their arms, hoping to draw attention to the incident of US helicopter shooting in Tokyo, their voices have been drowned out in the torrent of gossip.
Dumai News even summed up a timeline when Kiryu, Ma and Baifeng Yuyin met and got acquainted, starting from the cultural festival of Beige University, using a whole folio page to review the content of more than a year. Fan.
As a direct result of this enthusiasm, He Ma received three movie scripts within a week, all claiming to be based on his story, and hoped that he would come out to endorse and promote it.
This enthusiasm reached its peak directly after the publication of the issue of "Weekly Fangchun" that published Takashi Hanaba's exclusive interview with Kiryu Kazuma.
In this exclusive interview with Takashi Hanabou, Kazuma deliberately portrayed Baifeng Yuyin as a girl who is kind-hearted and unwilling to become a yakuza even though she is in the yakuza.
Although the facts are not too different, in reality, Bai Feng, as his own ace fighter, has killed many people, and He Ma has hidden this part of the content.
In the interview, this kind girl was designed and used by her grandfather. Under the bondage of blood and family, she had to become the acting president of Bai Fengfeng.
Even so, there is still a voice in her heart, calling for Prince Charming who can save her to break her fate.
The story revised with Ma Mo, after being embellished by Takashi Hanabang's brilliant pen, immediately caught the G-spot of Fang Chun's readers in the weekly magazine.
Originally, Fang Chun of the weekly magazine expected that this issue would sell well, and the print run increased by 50% when it was published, but it was still not enough.
This issue of Fangchun Weekly went on sale for a week, and He Ma received three more scripts, all of which were revised based on the stories in Fangchun Weekly, and the filmmaker who provided the script generously said: Who is the heroine to choose? Come play better!
Dan and Ma pushed all these scripts.
The main reason is that these rush-produced scripts are too shoddy, and it is obvious that they want to make quick money while the heat is hot.
It's not that Hema doesn't want to take advantage of this enthusiasm to make a fortune. After all, the dojo will have more mouths to eat in the future, but Hema feels that making bad movies will ruin his brand.
You can make money, but you have to do it with sincerity.
So on this day, he asked Jinguji Yuzao to call and call Houichi Oiwakawa, the producer of Soni Records, who he had collaborated with before.
**
When Hou Oyanchuan entered the door, he carried an oversized gift bag.
"This is a gift from Sony Music and its artists, Mr. Kiryu."
He Ma: "It's a flower basket again... put it over there."
Now there are a bunch of flower baskets on the window side of He Ma's ward, most of them are gifts from the film company that wants to make this incident into a movie, and a small part comes from He Ma's former "old friends".
For example, Kinma Kenichi and Komori Sanrei sent a small wind chime, and Kinma's father asked the Osaka Prefectural Police to send a big flower basket and put it under the wind chime.
In addition to these, everyone also sent a lot of supplements. For a long time to come, Tongsheng Dojo may only have simple food for meals, but the supplements are enough, and the bird's nest can even be drunk for a year.
Marquis Oiwakawa glanced at the flower basket by the window, smiled awkwardly, and handed the flower basket to Jinguji Tamamo.
"Please sit down," Tamamo said.
Marquis Oiwakawa thanked him again and again, then pulled his chair and sat down, looked at Kazuma: "Mr. Kiryu, this time you specifically called me to come..."
"It's like this, I think everyone seems to want to take advantage of the popularity of this incident to make a lot of money. I also have the same idea..."
"Then you just need to choose a script and agree to endorse it, wouldn't it be fine?" Oikawa Houyi obviously knew what the film industry was planning.
Kazuma: "The quality of this kind of impromptu script is worrying. I don't want to make another Tokyo Express again."
The last time Taiying Yinghua and Ma Ruodu engaged in the Tokyo Express, except for the martial arts part directed by Hema himself, the word-of-mouth avalanche, Oikawa Houyi naturally knows this clearly.
He laughed and said: "However, the key to building popularity is to be fast. A decent script, decent actors and directors, just do it and release it as soon as possible, otherwise the heat of the incident will pass. Famous screenwriter, great director There are schedule issues with famous actors, just to get the schedules of these guys together, it is enough for the producers to run away."
He Ma: "I know, so I won't make a movie this time. I mean, you can make a movie, don't bring my name. I called you here because I plan to release a single to take advantage of this matter heat."
Oikawa Houyi suddenly became energetic: "Is it a single? Did you create it yourself?"
"Of course I created it myself. To tell you the truth, I had a lot of insights during the battle, and these insights became music in my mind! I can't wait to write these out!" He Ma Xin said nonsense , no one can expose him anyway.
Oikawa Houyi: "Great! Our Sony Music must mobilize the best resources! Which one do you want to sing, just tell me, and I will talk about it!"
"No, I don't need to sing. Prepare some arranger teachers for me. You know that I don't know notation, and I just hum when I create music."
"No problem! There are many composers and arrangers in our Sony Music who want to cooperate with you. But, do you plan to let Ms. Baifeng Qingliu sing these songs?"
and horse nod.
Oiwakawa Hou showed embarrassment: "Although Ms. Baifeng has singing experience in underground bands, we have also learned about her style, but underground idols are only amateurs after all..."
Lifting the quilt with Ma Yi, he turned over and stood up, and said to Oikawa Houyi who got up in a hurry: "Come with me, listening to it is more convincing than anything else."
After all, he didn't wait for Marquis Oikawa to reply, he left the ward on his own, and went straight to room 213 next door.
He didn't knock on the door, just opened it and went in.
Baifeng Qingliu raised her head in astonishment, and stood there in a daze.
He Ma looked at the book in her hand: Romeo and Juliet.
Qingliu brushed and hid the book in the towel.
"Don't hide it, I saw it. Oh, Romeo, why are you Romeo!" He Ma casually recited the most famous line in the book.
Qingliu gave him a blank look: "Are you here just to recite such silly lines?"
Hema smiled, let Oikawa Houyi behind him enter the door, and introduced: "This is Mr. Oikawa Houyi, the producer of Soni Music, I plan to let Sonny Music be in charge of your first single release."
"Why do I have to cooperate with you!" Qingliu frowned and yelled.
He Ma: "Okay, she is not willing to cooperate, Mr. Oikawa, please give me a list of female singers of Sony Music..."
"Wait for me! Why are you looking for another female singer when I'm here!"
"You don't want to cooperate!"
"Come and beg me! Is this the normal process?"
"Mr. Oiwakawa, the female singer of Sony Music..."
"I'll sing! Can't I sing?" Although she agreed, Qingliu looked like she wanted to find a villain to write Hema's name on it tonight and put ten nails on it.
Dayanchuan Houyi said: "This...Miss Baifeng's singing skills..."
Kazuma: "Qing Liu, here is a song "Winter Scenery of the Tsugaru Strait"."
"Huh? Why do I want to sing enka? I sing rock!"
"Because I want to hear it."
Baifeng Qingliu cleared her throat, tried a few notes and opened her voice briefly, then took a deep breath and began to sing a cappella.
While listening, Kazuma looked at Oikawa Houichi's expression.
Oikawa Houyi was very serious, obviously evaluating Baifeng Qingliu's singing voice very seriously.
At the end of the song, he said: "It is indeed a very amazing voice. I would be very sorry if she didn't sing. But she obviously has not received complete vocal training, and many parts of her skills are very rusty, and her breath is not very stable. Her The voice belies the poor technique.
"Miss Bai Feng is still a junior high school student. I suggest that she enter a specialized music high school for further studies, and if possible, continue to enter a music university after graduating from the pitch."
He Ma Xin thinks it's easy for you to say, music high schools are super expensive no matter public or private, okay, music universities are even more expensive to death, how can I afford it.
So I have to work hard to make money, okay
"We'll talk about those things later," Kazuma said to Oikawa Houyi in this way, "Now my condition is that she must sing when I write a song. Do you want to do this single?"
Oiwakawa Houyi thought for a while, then nodded: "It can be done. But... Let me explain first, I don't distrust Mr. Kiryu, but no matter how good a musician is, sometimes he stumbles. I have to listen to the demo of the song before deciding.
"Of course, we will send the best arranger and provide a recording studio. This is a resource that I, as a producer, can directly deploy. More resources can only be mobilized after the approval of the plan from above."
He Ma nodded: "Okay, that's it. When our injuries are almost healed, let's start doing this."
He Ma has been in the hospital for more than two weeks, and his injuries are basically healed. He is not in a hurry to leave the hospital because he wants to spend more time with Qingliu and leave the hospital together when the time comes.
Oikawa Houyi asked: "How long will it take? It will be easier for me to allocate resources if I know the time."
Just as He Ma was about to answer, Bai Feng Qingliu snapped back and said, "I should be discharged from the hospital in a week. Damn, there are people who can accurately stagger the vital points, but don't know how to cut shallower."
"You still said me, the knife in my stomach almost made my intestines bleed out." He Ma immediately retorted.
Dayan Chuanhou's face turned pale with fright.
He and Marco didn't tell any reporters about the two of them cutting each other.
"This... Teacher Kiryu?" Marquis Oiwakawa was at a loss for words.
He Ma: "It's okay, we're just joking!"
Qingliu: "Yes, yes, just kidding. We don't know how to cut each other, we have a very good relationship."
Oiwakawa Houyi looked at the two of them back and forth, and then said: "Then... I have nothing to do, I will leave first... After everything is arranged, I will give you a call from the dojo."
He Ma nodded: "Okay, you go slowly."
As soon as the words fell, Oikawa Houyi fled away as if flying.
Hema and Qingliu looked at each other and laughed together.
**
Finally, it was time to leave the hospital.
He Ma ran outside Qingliu's room early in the morning, waiting for the professor's final inspection results.
After a while, the professor went to the ward, and said to He Ma: "As expected, Miss Baifeng can be discharged from the hospital. You just need to pay attention to recuperating at home."
He Ma: "Thank you, Professor, for taking care of us during this time."
"Where there is, it should be. Teacher Kiryu, I hope you will not come in again within half a year after being discharged from the hospital this time."
He Ma said: "I can't tell whether you are blessing me or teasing me."
"Of course this is a blessing. Our hospital's strength was originally heart surgery, but we have a good relationship with the Metropolitan Police Department. Now more and more people think that we are a hospital specializing in gun trauma." The professor joked.
And Ma laughed.
After that, he chatted with the professor for a few more words before saying goodbye to the professor.
After the professor led a large group of doctors to other wards for rounds, he and Ma pushed the door open and entered Baifeng Qingliu's ward.
Qingliu had just put on her black summer sailor suit.
Her clothes were sent by Sakata Xuezi yesterday when she heard that she was about to be discharged from the hospital.
However, on the day of discharge from the hospital, Sakata would appear to be planning to send someone over. After all, Qingliu is just an ordinary citizen now, and should not have any deeper involvement with Jidao.
Qingliu glanced at Hema, put a cheap acacia bean hair clip on her head, and then smiled at him.
It was only then that Kazuma remembered that he should wear the red scarf. A few days ago, he specially asked Chiyoko to send the washed scarf to the hospital, just to wear it when we leave the hospital together today.
He was about to go back to the ward to find a scarf, and Yuzao stuffed the scarf into his hand.
He Ma said solemnly, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Yuzao also responded politely.
Putting on a scarf with the horse, he posed like a tough guy.
Qingliu laughed out loud, "It's weird!"
"The scarf you gave me! Now you still despise it?"
"It's just weird. But riding a motorcycle should be quite handsome." Qingliu said.
Yuzao leaned closer to Hema and whispered in Hema's ear, "I'm going to go through the discharge procedures."
"Oh, good, you go." Hema nodded.
Tamamo turned and left the room.
Qingliu: "Hema, do you like plump girls?"
"That's right." He Ma admitted straightforwardly.
"Hmph, man." Qingliu curled her lips, stood up from the bed, and stretched her waist.
Her summer sailor suit should have been ordered in the first year of junior high school, so now the top looks a little short, and her waist is exposed when she stretches her waist.
Her waist was so thin that it would break if she touched it, and because she was thin, her stomach was obviously swollen—it was the abdominal cavity that accommodated the organs, and every body shape was like this.
Qingliu noticed Kazuma's gaze, and kicked him lightly: "You restrain yourself a bit!"
"Okay, I'll restrain myself." He Ma turned his head and looked out the window.
"I didn't let you look out of the window either! In this way, you can look at my face." Qingliu stretched out her hand and straightened Kazuma's face manually, "Okay, that's fine."
Just at this time, Mikako opened the door and came in: "I guess the person is here! Wow! Honami has a sneaky cat who wants to shoot!"
"No!" Qingliu shouted anxiously, and at the same time pushed Kazuma's face to the side!
The invincible Kiryu Kazuma was almost killed by the girl's neck twisting attack in anger.
Hema clutched his strained neck, looked at Qingliu: "Be gentle!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!" Qingliu folded her hands together and apologized repeatedly.
Honami came into the room curiously at this time: "What's going on?"
Mikako: "Let me tell you, Qingliu's neck was almost broken by Kazuma just now! This is a serious crime of killing a teacher, Honami, let's do it together!"
Honami lightly slapped Mikako's face with a knife, "You, don't blah blah blah blah all day, be more steady."
Mikako stuck out her tongue.
Then Honami looked at Kazuma and Qingliu: "Hema, Qingliu, I wish you a happy discharge from the hospital! I'm here to take you home."