48 Hours a Day

Ameko is a very competent tour guide, especially after eating Zhang Heng's thick fish, she burned her own little universe, dragged someone around until more than 9 pm to send the latter back to school, and then she took a tram back to her apartment.

Because of the high land prices in Tokyo and the fact that universities rarely have dormitories, students tend to rent outside, like Ameko, although her home is local, but she also chooses to share it with her classmates nearby because of the distance from the school.

Schools are good for exchange students, however, with an international exchange hall that provides dormitories for students from all over the country and a single room.

Zhang Heng found his number in the phone and opened the door with the key.

It's not that big, it's about 15 square feet.

There is a bed, cabinet, desk, air conditioning in addition to the overall bathroom.

Zhang Heng took a shower first, he found some clean laundry change in the closet, half a packet of biscuits, a bank card, a notebook and some other photocopies on the table, as if he was really an exchange student who had just moved in today.

Zhang Heng picked up the notebook and saw that there was a consumption record on it. It was actually identical to his handwriting. There was also a schedule on the second page, which had only one course, which was Japanese.

Normally, schools do not arrange purely linguistic courses for exchange students.

In general, when recruiting exchange students, schools directly indicate the corresponding Japanese language requirements, and of course there is no need for the latter, mostly because the profession is taught in English as a whole.

And this should belong to the hidden welfare of a copy to the player, sort of pointing a way out for a player who doesn't speak Japanese.

But learning the spoken word in just 60 days is still impossible. For now, whether you want to communicate with people or rely on Ameko as a human translator.

Just thinking about it, he got a text from the latter, “Zhang Song, I'm home safely. Really, Peaches is drinking water while I'm not in the toilet, and I leave my footprints everywhere. ”

Ameko talked to Zhang Heng about peaches, a Japanese cat she raised. Zhang Heng answered casually, “Why don't you stew it? ”

Si (sic) "a, Ameko directly sent a surprised look.

“Just kidding, by the way, Ameko, do you know where the nearest Postal Savings Bank is?” Zhang Heng typed, he turned the notebook to page 3, which had several proxy items on it, one of which was to go to the bank card, after which the monthly accommodation fee would be deducted directly from the card.

“Of course, I'll take you tomorrow, and you can ask me anything you don't understand. I'm familiar with all the neighborhoods.” Ameko is as enthusiastic as ever.

“Thank you, then. ”

Zhang Heng and the girl said good night to each other, then he went online and retrieved some information, turned off the lights and went to bed, so he spent his first night in another foreign country.

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Overnight, Zhang Hengxian went to language class the next morning. When I first started in Japanese, it was still relatively simple. The main test was memory. In the afternoon, he and Ameko went to run a bank card. It took about a week to receive it. Zhang Hengzheng went out the door of the bank and asked the girl, "If I want to work, is there any place I can recommend? ”

The 30,000 yen on him was completely unspent, and the estimate for the previous two months was a little too optimistic. The cost of accommodation in the International Hall alone was 20,000 yen per month, which was good enough to have been paid in the first month. Considering that he was still here for nearly 14 months, he had to find a way to make some money first.

Zhang Heng doesn't know how other players solve economic problems. Compared to some high-risk solutions, he personally prefers the option of working. Although the money is not coming so quickly, it makes it easier for him to become familiar with the city.

“Well, people usually work in restaurant supermarkets or convenience stores, but these places have requirements for Japanese. ”

Ameko thought, "Or do you have any skills? ”

“Specialty?” Zhang Hengyang raised his eyebrows, "do archery and piano count? ”

“Eh? Archery and piano? Awesome, so you can go to the bow alley or western restaurant to work. Hmm, but the Japanese bow and simple arrow technique are different, more emphasis on spiritual cultivation. Also, bow alley can't avoid people talking, so it seems better to go to the western restaurant to play the piano. ”

Ameko was very careful to help Zhang Heng analyze the merits of each choice, and the girl was quite executable. After that, she dragged Zhang Heng to an Italian restaurant to apply, but unfortunately there was already a musician in the place, and then the two went to the Spanish and French restaurants next door... Eventually, it was a Tokyo native Western restaurant who would give Zhang Heng a chance after listening to the performance, but the boss was concerned that Zhang Heng would not still speak Japanese.

Ameko pointed out the sign of recruiting outside the store, “You still don't have a waiter, do you? I've worked in Roast Beef Ono before, or else I work here, and I can translate for him if there's a language problem. ”

“So there's no problem.” The boss nodded, “the hourly rate is 1,200 yen, that's the limit, three days a week, four to five hours a week, there are days and nights, you can choose the days you don't have class, I'll try to line you up. ”

“Thank you.” Ameko bowed.

Zhang Heng knew what they had just talked about. He wanted to talk to Ameko, but he was the first to say, "We had a great time shopping together last night. Everyone was usually busy with their own business. Few people were willing to stop and listen to other people's thoughts. Zhang Song... It's really a very gentle person, and it's not entirely because of you, I just quit my last job, I was going to look for another one in the near future. The environment and hourly wages are good, and you would be safer here, wouldn't you? ”

Ameko revealed his little tiger teeth again.

Is that the good news? Zhang Heng didn't say anything. When it was evening, he invited Ameko to dinner at a restaurant next to him, and they talked about the school for a while.

At this point, a spray-painted Subaru brz and green Volkswagen Golf r parked in front of the restaurant and walked down several colorful teenagers and girls with dyed hair, one of whom was wearing a turban and yelling at the owner to bring beer.

And seeing as how many of them probably drank a wave before that, they were a little drunk, and Ameko lowered his voice, “Don't stare at them all the time, those guys are runaways in the neighborhood, there seems to be a lot of students in our school, they hang out with some idle little hooligans all day, day and night, and do something stupid. ”