Chapter 276: Mutual Learning of Civilizations and Reconstruction of World Literature 4
Natsume Tomi has never seen such a terrible expression.
It seems like I want to chop myself up a little bit and throw it into Tokyo Bay to feed the fish.
Take the bullet and pick up the phone, put the receiver in his ear and fed it.
The boys over there had a clean and clear voice, but Natsume Tomi's face turned red.
Ryugawa Toru really meets the standards of being very good at playing, and only two people knew the dense words that night. "Do you want to go to the Oriental Culture Institute? Do you want me to take you in?"
Hearing Ryukawa Toru's request over there, Tomomi Natsume raised her head.
The woman in front of her eyes is much scarier than Tsuke Ryukawa, and she doesn't want to offend her.
"Ask him the specific location."
Akane Takeda made this mouth shape.
The communication was hung up for a while, and Tomi Natsume spoke about the information about Ryukawa's convenience store at the door of the Toyoshi Cultural Institute. "Are you going?"
If you can't go, you will definitely die.
The beautiful woman Natsume Hiroshi warned her intuition and looked at the girl in front of her curiously.
If the beautiful girl writer in the newspaper has a gentle and beautiful appearance, the girl in front of her completely meets the requirements of being pure and charming.
The white silk wrapped around the long legs slightly strangled, and the beautiful pleated skirt covered a little above the thigh.
Every time I take a dance class, I have a good figure that makes me frightened, but my face looks pure and cute.
How did this person look like?
Natsume Tomi pinched her breasts and sighed.
"You go back first, I'll go and have a look."
Akari Takeda didn't say anything strange about puppies or owners this time.
She took out her lip glaze and put on makeup to the glass of the club building.
The glass was wiped cleanly, and the girl in the mirror was also very beautiful.
But why did the other party use himself as a springboard to find other women?
Akane Takeda's face was very gloomy.
I put on a simple makeup and walked in the rain without any hesitation.
The campus in the township is very large, and it takes a quarter of an hour to go from the literary club to the Toyo Institute. Akane Takeda finished it in less than ten minutes.
I cleaned my hair at the door of the convenience store. When I walked in, the heat from the cooking pot made Akane squint her eyes.
Watching the umbrella, I looked around for a while, and saw Toru Ryukawa at the corner of the rest area.
The boy sat on a chair in front of the glass window with his face on his face.
There was a white crabapple tree outside his window, and Akane Takeda felt that the flowers were blooming a little dazzling.
Raise your legs and walked a few steps towards Tsukuro Ryukawa, and Akane Takeda said nothing when she sat down.
The boy seemed to be writing, not paying attention, nor caring about her arrival.
Akane Takeda saw the other person writing on the desktop:
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I put my elbow on the windowsill and looked at the night view of the street market for a long time.
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This is a dark street market. I felt the sound of drums kept coming from afar. Somehow, my tears rolled down.
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Tears fell for no reason.
This passage has a sense of sorrow, a sense of sorrow without reason.
Even if there is no preparation for the previous and subsequent texts, it will hurt people's hearts.
Akane Takeda frowned and knocked on the table in front of Ryukawa Toru.
The huge force made Ryugawa Toruto's final ending fall awkwardly, and Akane Takeda smiled badly.
"What are you doing?"
Tako Ryukawa frowned as he looked at the girl.
He was originally looking for Eagle Li, but the other party was not there.
I thought about it all over the place and found that I didn’t have the other party’s phone number.
It was helpless to call Akane Takeda. He was originally planning to move a folding ladder to install a repairman, but his girlfriend rejected it. "Hey, it's Xiao Qian."
Akane Takeda's voice not only disturbed Toro Ryukawa, but Matsuzhiki Muko next to him also tilted her head. "When did you come?"
Akari Takeda frowned. She didn't notice the other person since she came in.
"I've been there."
Matsuzhi Muko looked at the girl's face and then at Toru Ryukawa, knowing that the other party had never distracted himself from the time he came in.
The white begonia is a flower of bitter love, and some people are moved but don’t know it. "Let me see how miserable you are."
I didn't care why I didn't notice Matsurachi Muko just now, and Akane Takeda's smile was a little funny.
Akane Takeda was so happy that the literary status that Ryugawa Tsuki finally accumulated.
"Haha."
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
Tokro Ryukawa smiled and stopped the work in his hand. "It's your business." When the boy said this, Akane Takeda narrowed her eyes slightly, but she immediately looked at Matsuzhi Muko in a good mood.
The girl is wearing a floral dress and feels awake during the stuffy rainy season.
"Muzi, break up with him. This kind of waste is about to be unable to survive."
Akari Takeda's words were chuckled, and she looked at Toru Ryukawa from the corner of her eyes. When I found out that the other party was still writing novels.
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I feel happy when I own you, whether I buy a tie in a department store or pack a fish in the kitchen.
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It is appropriate to describe her as a smile as a flower.
The other party seems to be writing short stories, or a pure text work related to love.
Akari Takeda turned her vision to Matsurachi Muko. The other party seemed to be very interested in this novel and kept lying there to read it.
I couldn't stand this strange feeling of ignorance, and Akane Takeda pulled her collar and felt a little bored.
"I'll take you in and have a stroll around. Literary exchange meeting, are you here to attend that one?"
The Princeton Literary Exchange Meeting at the University of Tokyo is available every year, and the school is also open to the public.
But there are not many people who are interested in Ryukawa Tsuku.
There are some old scholars who are arguing with each other, and the students are annoyed to listen.
"You are so kind?"
Ryukawa Tsuki was a little surprised. In her eyes, Akane Takeda would have to make trouble.
The girl was wearing European school uniforms, and the ginkgo tree school emblem on her chest was supported by her bulging chest.
The girl raised her eyebrows and sneered disdainfully.
"If it weren't for Muzi, I wouldn't bother to pay attention to you."
Tsuke Ryukawa knew that his girlfriend was very likable.
Unexpectedly, Akane Takeda gave her three points of thin face.
Close the notebook and put on black-framed glasses.
Tsuke Ryukawa is now increasingly liking to write with his own books. As long as he is not a work that must be published, he can write with his own books anytime, anywhere.
The person who led the way changed from a young green tea to Akane Takeda, and followed the other party in and Toro Ryukawa was surprised at how big the space in this research institute was.
The 8-story building has collected 177,000 ancient and rare books.
The Oriental Culture Institute is a comprehensive institution for studying Eastern culture. The specific research directions include Eastern philosophy, Eastern history, and Eastern literature.
Tokra Ryukawa saw "Cultural Relics and Social Structures of the Yin and Zhou Dynasties", "Research on Ancient Chinese Etiquette System", and "Research on the History of the Three Deals Negotiation".
Some of them have a headache when they see a lot of academic topics.
Japanese culture was born from ancient China, and it is not easy for Western countries to complete the reconstruction of world literature for them.
The few people walked all the way inside, and noise came from the end of the corridor.
(This chapter ends)