People in Tokyo, the world is clear

Using all possible channels to build momentum for Miss Qingshan - this was something that had been planned from the beginning.

People who love reading are usually calmer and are likely to enjoy folk music, making them a good potential audience.

If you can grasp it, it might have miraculous effects.

This is what Lin Sen thought.

No one present had any objection to his request.

This was probably a classic example of the principle of "one should be grateful for what one has done to them." Several people patted their chests and gave assurances:

"Leave it to us. We'll distribute these posters to you in two days. If you can't do it, we'll kill you."

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The scene of several people pushing books last time vaguely appeared in front of me.

The words "I wish you all the best in the future, such a tasteless thing" seemed to still echo in my ears, and I couldn't help but feel a chill.

He immediately stopped those bold words.

"Give as much as you can, just go with the flow. Don't force anything on others."

After some instructions and a toast with drinks, the midday time was considered over.

After we said goodbye, I stood at the door of the restaurant, feeling sad.

"I have a lonely afternoon left. What should I do?"

Chapter 70 Another awake person?

After thinking about it, I couldn't think of anything good to do.

Lin Sen is probably a boring person. Or, to put it another way, to shift the blame a bit, it's the world that's boring.

As for games, there are no games. Lonely souls have not yet earned the right to freely roam the world of the ninth art.

The Internet, well, there's no Internet. Even the innocent surfer dude at the beginning of the information age couldn't do it, couldn't type the classic line "Are you a brother or a sister?"

As for love, it's not easy to talk about it. In this era of the "lick dog economy", being friends with women is one price, but once it comes to falling in love, or even getting married, it's another price.

So it's understandable why the young hippies lingering on the streets these days attract so much attention. With abundant material wealth, yet still too young to spend on alcohol and the opposite sex, they embrace the seemingly unconventional, so-called advanced culture.

"Tokyo residents seem to be like this these days. They've become nouveau riche simply by riding the wave of the times. But when everyone's rich, the human instinct to compare is unleashed. Slicked-back office workers wave tens of thousands of yuan in bills as they hail taxis a few hundred meters away, while self-proclaimed beauties flock to the dazzling lights of discotheques at all hours of the day and night. The younger generation follows suit, buying the so-called latest fashions at their rebellious age and gathering together to pretend to be unique."

Lin Sen was not sighing.

He was just recounting the street scene.

These are all scenes that are vividly unfolding before our eyes. It is precisely because of this that they seem even more absurd and ironic.

It is hard to imagine that this will be a society in the future where everyone curls up and walks like a corpse.

It is also hard to imagine that the current group of people who are willing to take out loans for consumption and enjoyment will be reluctant to take out even interest-free loans in the future.

It is also hard to imagine how many of these young people who enjoy their youth on the streets will end up hiding in rented houses for the rest of their lives, living off their parents' pensions.

He didn't know how to describe the good or bad of this current phenomenon in conjunction with future generations.

But there seemed to be a voice around me, summarizing the situation.

"But no matter what era you live in, there will always be pitiful people who are abandoned, and there will always be wise people who transcend."

"what?"

Lin Sen discovered a problem.

He probably has the potential to be a host.

Probably because every time he said something, someone would stand up and respond.

This is probably a kind of talent - or what he said was so against the will of heaven that people couldn't help but jump out to refute it.

Or, when talking about something, you subconsciously leave room for ambiguity, which will give people who have something to say space to express it.

Lin Sen knew that he was the latter.

But the person he hooked out was really something he didn't expect.

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"I thought you didn't want to talk to me."

"I hate the feeling of being stared at by so many people."

The girl who appeared beside him out of nowhere pushed her glasses up on the bridge of her nose and hugged the book in her hand tightly.

Her voice was a little hoarse, obviously someone who rarely used her vocal cords.

Speaks very slowly.

You have to be patient and listen carefully.

"So sometimes I can't help but admire people like Mr. Itsuki. They possess an unclouded observation that transcends time, able to see beyond appearances, yet they know how to blend effortlessly among the vulgar."

This name was quite new to Lin Sen. No one had ever called him by his full pen name before.

I felt relaxed because of the intimacy, just a breath.

"But such people are usually troubled. Because they are clear-headed and not swept up in the chaos, they become outliers."

“Society is sick, but I’m the one taking the medicine.”

“That’s pretty insightful.”

Lin Sen was somewhat amazed at the sharpness of the other party's words.

Just turn around and introduce yourself.

"Xiao Linsen."

"I don't like to tell people my real name casually. Just call me Yukiko."

Lin Sen stared at the lens with a thick shell.

Her pupils were not overly enlarged through the lenses, which was obviously not the function of these high-power myopia glasses.

It should be a plain mirror used for covering up.

"Is Yukiko still in school this year?"

"At least I've graduated from junior high school."

"what."

He spoke very cautiously and methodically.

It seems that he is indeed a guy who is very sensitive about personal privacy.

He took the initiative to find Lin Sen, probably because he was really interested in him and wanted to chat with him.

Thinking of this, I organized the words to continue the conversation.

"The feeling Yukiko gives me is very different from before."

Just now, she showed a kind of shy vigilance in front of Lin Sen, who was traveling with the book ruffian.

At this moment, there was a sense of calm, yet a storm was brewing. Judging from the somewhat numb expression on his face, there was an inexplicably heavy sense of world-weariness.

The contrast aroused curiosity.

Fortunately, the explanation was quickly given.

"Have you heard of histrionic personality, Mr. Itsuki?"

"Maybe, I vaguely understand it."

It means that you will subconsciously present a different image in front of outsiders than when you are alone.

丨 is a subconscious behavior.

"Japanese education defines social etiquette as not disturbing others. This has shaped a reserved national character. Therefore, if you don't want to waste time on ineffective socializing, pretending to be a shy girl is the best solution."

The girl next to me spoke slowly and quietly, "But if you're so quiet that you become withdrawn, you'll be ostracized. Without the veneer of shyness, you'll be considered an ordinary person, leading to a lot of unnecessary interactions."

"Wow."

That is to say, it's a bit scary.

This is different from Lin Sen, who appears clear-headed and rational because of his later insights and transcendental knowledge.

The girl next to me is more like someone who thinks she has seen through the times and is awakened. In essence, she is somewhat crazy.

So when it is told slowly and calmly, it gives people a chilling feeling.

Look, the expression on his face at this moment didn't even show the anger of a normal person, but rather excessive calmness.

Even Lin Sen, who has always been calm and composed, looks lively and expressive.

"I hate ineffective communication," the girl said word by word. "But that doesn't mean I don't like communication. In fact, I really enjoy chatting with people like Mr. Itsuki who see the world clearly. It's just that I don't bother to say a word to vulgar people."

"Yukiko might be a bit too extreme."

"Do not."

The girl wearing glasses shook her head slowly at a speed 0.8 times slower than humans.

"This is a necessary price to pay. In order to transcend the limitations and constraints of the times, or even to exploit them and achieve what you want, you must first free yourself."

Looking at Lin Sen's profile, she reached out to hold her drooping eyes.

"I guess Mr. Itsuki hasn't figured this out yet. So, you're better than me in some ways, but you're still like a child in others."

"Uh-huh."

Chapter 71: Alternative Book Lovers

The meaning of the SAN

Lin Sen seemed to have figured it out a little.

The girl I was talking to wasn't suffering from lucidity. Judging from her actions and the way she spoke, it was probably something else.

Secondary disease.

But there are also things worth admiring. Although the root of her observation and thinking is the yearning for the unique and isolated aloofness of young boys and girls, she does understand something.

For example, summarizing national character or judging the trends of the times.

This situation is rare no matter what era you are born in.

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If you really want to talk about some bad things, you can find some.

For example, there is overconfidence. Young souls always think that everything is under control and firmly believe that they are special.

Perhaps it's not a bad thing. With luck or family background, many people live their lives with integrity and without bowing their heads.

Lin Sen was not a very meticulous person, but at least after being influenced by an editor who had dressed up Zeng Huayi, he could recognize the brands of girls' clothes.

I didn't pay much attention to it until now. I just started to check it out.

This seemingly ordinary white top is actually made entirely of hand-woven cashmere, with unique, uneven hand-woven patterns at the corners. Beneath its ordinary appearance lies a high-end Miyake brand product.

The pale yellow pleated skirt is also light-colored, with a deliberately unobtrusive style, but it does feature the classic red heart logo on the side hips, along with a hand-woven signature scrawled below the pattern. Those in the know will recognize this as the handiwork of the brand's designer.

The shoes were hard to recognize, after all, Sasakawa never paid attention to this part of the shoe that was used on the road. I was also an outsider, so I never taught Linsen anything about it.

But looking at the texture and shape of the leather boots, you can probably guess that they are custom-made.

They are all rare trendy brands.

Moreover, these are not ordinary retail models. Most of them are brands that have been privately created by designers in the industry and have not yet been promoted.

Obviously, this girl is not simple.

She certainly came from a wealthy family, perhaps with some heritage. Perhaps it was this background that gave her the confidence to call herself a sober person.

The new rich woman?

I can only say that Tokyo is worthy of its name, there are hidden rich people everywhere.

Lin Sen has a lot of experience in dealing with this type of cold and wealthy opposite sex.