Early the next morning, He Ma woke up and turned on the TV first thing.
You have to pay for Japanese TV, regardless of whether you watch it or not. Especially NHK, which learned from the British BBC, is bound to every TV terminal.
Chiyoko has long wanted to turn off the TV at home to save money, but Amao was admitted to the University of Tokyo. The scope of the exam at the University of Tokyo includes some current affairs, and it is possible to give essay questions from the latest hot events, so Chiyoko finally gave up on cutting off the TV. plan.
Turning on the TV early in the morning with Ma can be regarded as making the TV fee that has been paid a little bit useful.
The TV is showing the morning newspaper reading program, which is to read out some excerpts from the newspaper published this morning.
What I'm reading right now is "Sudden Death of a Professor at Sophia University".
After listening to a few words with Ma, he heard the sound of Mikako going downstairs, and turned off the TV with his backhand.
Stretching and yawning, Mikako appeared at the door.
"I heard the sound of a TV just now? How is the payment?"
"You are famous." He Ma said.
"I knew this yesterday." Mikako shook her head, "Is there anything else?"
"Not for the time being. Senior sister Gao Jianze has no class today. She is with you at home. You should retreat and reflect on yourself."
Mikako pouted immediately: "You still have to go to school, I'm already like this, why don't you spend more time with me? The credits are more important than me."
"Credits are important." He Ma said firmly.
Mikako immediately ran to the corner of the living room, squatted there facing the corner: "I'm autistic! Now I'm autistic! You have to hug me and apologize to me and say you're wrong before I can get better!"
He Ma: "Okay, you shut yourself up first, remember to eat when you're hungry."
"oh."
After talking with the horse, I went to the dining room to have breakfast. As soon as Mikako sat down, she ran over.
He Ma asked her, "Are you not autistic anymore?"
"I'm hungry! Let's continue after eating." Mikako said as she opened the stool and sat down. "Chiyoko, I'm hungry!"
"I know, I know, here." Chiyoko put rice, bread and fried eggs in front of Mikako, and then poured her a glass of milk.
Kazuma looked at the combined breakfast in front of Mikako, and then looked down at the bread and butter in front of him.
"Chiyoko, you are treating me differently!"
"You said yourself that you don't eat white rice in the morning."
He Ma frowned, he had been traveling for more than a year, and he was not used to the habit of eating dry rice in the morning in Japan.
Want to eat noodles and fried dough sticks.
While eating buttered slices of bread, Kazuma planned to go to Yokohama's Chinatown after saving a little money from his own house, and see if there were such things as deep-fried dough sticks, steamed buns, soy milk noodles and so on.
The worst thing is to find a tea restaurant and eat some siu mai bamboo noodles.
After eating the bread, He Ma stood up: "Then I'm going to school."
"Yeah. I put my brother's schoolbag in the entrance, and the monthly pass I just changed today."
He Ma was stunned for a moment: "Is it time?"
In this era, there are not so advanced electronic card readers, and it is impossible to store value on the bus card. The monthly pass is all the kind of thing with a portrait photo, which is like a certificate. The name of the passenger and the use time are written in a conspicuous position. .
When the time is up, you have to go to the office of the bus company to pay for a new monthly pass.
Kazuma completely forgot to change the monthly pass. Fortunately, there is Chiyoko, otherwise he would have to spend cash today.
Taking a car from Ge’s home to Dongda University, even taking public transportation, would cost a lot of money, which would make the poor Kiryu’s family even worse.
He Ma arrived at the entrance, took his schoolbag and monthly pass, put on his shoes and opened the door, the camera flashed wildly at him.
He waved to the reporters calmly, as if he was a foreign dignitary visiting Japan.
"Mr. Kiryu! How do you evaluate your girlfriend for scolding Professor Qian Jiang, a famous international relations expert?"
He Ma: "First of all, that's my apprentice. Secondly, she didn't scold him to death. At that time, she was just expounding her academic views normally, and Professor Qian Jiang's chronic illness broke out. This is a regrettable coincidence."
"However, there is testimony that your apprentice Ms. Mikako mentioned that Japanese women had to sell their bodies for chocolates after the defeat. This is the incentive for Professor Qianjiang to vomit blood!"
Kazuma showed a sad expression: "Professor Qianjiang has always blamed himself for his strategic misjudgment that led Japan to war. He believes that it was his mistake that caused Japanese women to sell their bodies in exchange for chocolate to feed their children after the war. If all If all the right-wingers can have the consciousness of Professor Qianjiang, then the future of Japan will be saved.
"My apprentice didn't expect Professor Qian Jiang to blame herself so much. She thought that Professor Qian Jiang had a thick skin like other right-wing scholars. She didn't expect things to turn out like this."
After speaking, Kazuma bowed to the reporters: "On behalf of my apprentice, I would like to express my apologies to everyone."
After bowing and walking away, the reporters didn't make things difficult for him.
**
When he arrived at the University of Tokyo, Kazuma didn't feel that he was more conspicuous than usual.
Probably because he is usually very eye-catching, and he has reached the threshold, and it is impossible to be more eye-catching.
As soon as Hema Qianjiao entered the teaching building, he saw an old man wearing glasses waving to him in the direction of the teacher's office.
It is Professor Urashima who teaches archeology.
As a student of the law school, Kazuma naturally didn't have a single archeology class. He could remember this professor purely because his surname was Urashima, and Kazuma couldn't help but think of the story of Urashima Taro going to the Dragon Palace.
Professor Urashima saw that he didn't move, and waved harder, accompanied by a soft call: "Come here! Come here!"
He Ma could only walk over with a puzzled look on his face.
Professor Urashima brings Kazuma into the office.
Japanese professors have their own research rooms, and they don't come to the teaching building when there are no classes.
The office on the side of the teaching building is a place for tea and breaks in the middle of class, and it can be regarded as a public space for common use.
"When the old man Qianjiang died yesterday," Professor Urashima said straight to the point, "were you also there?"
He Ma nodded: "I am here."
"That's great, tell me, how did he die?"
He is a bit confused with Ma, and he doesn't know whether Professor Urashima is an enemy or a friend—although he looks like a friendly army from the look of him eating melons, but who knows if this is a show.
So He Ma carefully described the scene at that time, and kept leaning on the side of normal academic debate.
Professor Urashima showed a very disappointed expression: "That's it? He died like this?"
He Ma: "Ah, yes, maybe he is not in good health."
Professor Urashima pouted: "Well... Speaking of which, that girl from Sophia University is your apprentice, right? Did you teach her her insights?"
Kazuma: "No, I discussed it with her. I also participated in the discussion with Tamamo Jinguji, who is from the same department as me, and Honami Nanjo from Keio University."
In fact, it was taught by Hema, but Hema doesn't want to take all the prestige on himself now, and Mikako needs this kind of prestige even more now.
"That's it, it came out of the discussion. I thought you taught it, so I can understand why Qian Jiang was so angry."
Professor Urashima shook his head.
At this time, Kazuma suddenly remembered what Professor Qian Jiang said before his death, so he said to Professor Urashima: "Actually, I interrupted a few words yesterday, and Professor Qian Jiang's evaluation of this is..."
"What is it?" Professor Urashima was overjoyed, looking at this horse, "What did he say?"
"He said with regret that the former Imperial University has become a den of the left."
Professor Urashima laughed loudly: "Did he say that? Did he really say that? What was his expression when he said it?"
He Ma raised his eyebrows, and immediately added fuel and jealousy to Professor Qian Jiang's expression when he said this.
Just at this moment, another old professor opened the door and came in. He Mayi recognized that this was Professor Irie who taught anthropology, and he took this elective course for himself this semester.
"What is so happy?"
"Listen to me," Professor Urashima took Professor Irie's hand, "Before he died, Qiane said that Tokyo University was a lair of the left wing."
"Really?" Professor Irie also looked very happy, "Did he really say that?"
He Ma didn't understand, what is this something to be happy about
Professor Urashima pointed at Kazuma: "He is at the scene, and Qian Jiang told him that."
"So Qianjiang was scolded to death by students from Dongdae?"
He Ma: "No, he didn't scold him to death, it just happened that he had a heart attack during the academic debate."
"Well, it looks like a good student of Sukagawa." Professor Irie gave Kazuma a thumbs up.
Sukagawa Kazuko is a professor of criminal law-related courses at the law school, and he will also be invited as a consultant teacher for activities such as moot courts in the law department.
Scratching his head with Ma, the door opened again, and Professor Mita, who teaches sociology, came in: "Hey, it's so lively? Who is this student, and what did he do wrong?"
"No mistakes, he is that Kiryu Kazuma."
Professor Mita adjusted his glasses and stared at Kazuma: "Which Kiryu Kazuma? Is it famous?"
"Of course, he's often in the news."
"I don't watch the entertainment version..."
"It's not for entertainment, he's on the social version, the last time a US military helicopter crashed in central Tokyo..."
"Oh, it's Kiryu and Ma! I didn't realize how to write Chinese characters." The old professor made a voice of sudden realization.
Even the old professor can't do anything about the inconsistency between pronunciation and characters in Japanese.
"So what is he doing here?" Professor Mita asked again.
"Yesterday, his apprentice..."
"Can he still have apprentices?"
"A disciple in kendo. His disciple scolded Qian Jiang to death."
"That's your apprentice?" Professor Mita smiled and came up to shake hands with Kazuma, "Not bad."
"In the end, Qianjiang said that our Tokyo University is a den of the left wing!" Professor Urashima said.
"Hahaha, I didn't even know the left wing had a lair."
Kazuma squinted his eyes, looked at Professor Mita's beaming expression, and felt that he might have found the left wing's lair.
At this time, the door opened again, and a professor who didn't know Ma came in.
"What is so happy, laughter can be heard outside."
"Let me tell you, before Qian Jiang died, he said that our Dongda University is a lair of the left wing."
"Hahahahaha, really? Yo, Professor Gao Liu, you're here too. Let me tell you, didn't Qianjiang die yesterday? Before he died, he said that our Dongdae University is a lair of the left wing!"
"Really? What else did he say? Did he scold us?"
He and Ma were both stunned, facing this beaming scene, he didn't know what to say.
Maybe we should sing the Internationale
If these professors were invited to participate in Qian Jiang's farewell ceremony, they might come over with drums and gongs to dance in front of the grave.
At this time, Kazuma is keenly aware that maybe the opportunity to save Mikako's future is here.
So he cleared his throat and said loudly, "Professors!"
The beaming professors stopped talking and looked at He Ma in unison.
He Ma: "To disturb everyone's celebration, but I have something to ask you. My apprentice is a very talented girl with a keen intuition and excellent judgment on international relations. Because of her longing to use her charm Princess Sissi, who quelled the Italian rebellion, went to Sophia University, which is famous for training diplomats!"
This is a lie!
In fact, Mikako just chose a school with a good reputation because of her own strength!
But at this time, He Ma couldn't care so much anymore.
"Now because of this incident, she may be expelled from Sophia University, and she will also face the lawsuit of Qianjiang's widow. In the future, she may face social death because of being spurned by the whole society. Because she is afraid of such a future, she now puts herself Locked in the room, don't think about food and drink, wash face with tears."
This is a lie!
This morning, Mikako refilled her meal three times, and even snatched Kazuma's omelette.
Now she is probably rolling around in the dojo at home from boredom!
"Everyone, don't you have the heart to see such a good young man ruin his future like this?"
With a look of grief and indignation, Kazuma clenched his fists and scanned the room with sincere eyes.
"Everyone, please help my apprentice!" He Ma bowed to everyone, 90 degrees.
As I bowed, tears welled up in my eyes and fell to the ground.
The professors looked at each other.
At this time, the professor with the most beards in the room pushed his glasses: "Well, if this matter happened in our own discipline, it would be very easy to handle, just a matter of one sentence. Who is not a master?"
After the words fell, the professors in the room nodded together: "Yes, our subjects are easy to handle."
"My subject, those young thorns, contradicted the teacher twice in three days, and I didn't see me dying of anger. To put it bluntly, Qian Jiang himself is not in good health and has a small mind."
"That's right, the opponent is a young female student, and it's not Zhuge Liang, how could he be so mad?"
"I think, maybe the female student is too beautiful, and the blood is surging..."
"Damn it, you can't say that. People from Dongda University who have thrown us away. Restrain yourself! At least on the surface, you must be heartbroken!"
Hema coughed a few times, interrupting the chatter of the professors: "Everyone, is there really nothing you can do?"
"Yeah." The old man who said "who is not a master" at the beginning nodded, "There is no one here who is an expert in international relations. At present, we can't talk about this incident."
"Why can't you talk, you are all masters, you can write something and post it in an academic journal..."
"It's useless to publish this matter in academic journals." Professor Mita interrupted Kazuma's words, "I'll tell you how useful it is. When you have to let the TV station do this matter-related programs, please come and invite us, or the newspapers will do something about this matter. Interview, come to visit us. Then we can talk. Now people in the international relations circle are invited, and we have no place to talk if we want to talk.”
He pursed his lips with the horse.
Professor Mita continued: "You have to take this matter out of the circle. For example, let him have sociological value, then I will be invited. Otherwise, we can only express to you like now. Concerned."