Chapter 582 Ginza

Two days later, Tokyo, Ginza.

"This is Ginza... It's really prosperous!"

Looking at the towering buildings around, the fat man sitting in the bus said a typical nonsense with the endless crowd.

The person responsible for receiving Zhang Mu and his party is a young girl in her early 20s. Her full name is 'Ouyang Fujimiko'. It is said that her father is Chinese.

Fujimiko can speak fluent Mandarin. She speaks elegantly and politely. She is not extraordinary, but her temperament is excellent, giving people a feeling of small jasper.

Although Fujimiko is herself, she leaves a very good impression on everyone. When chatting with Zhang Mu and others, she always inadvertently shows a faint smile and shallow dimples, and she almost knows everything.

Fujimiko acts as a guide along the way, so that the time in the car passes very quickly and does not feel boring at all.

When Zhang Mu arrived at the Hero Hall, they had been waiting at the door for a long time. They sat in a pavilion-style outdoor cafe to chat and smoke.

"Little Master! You're finally here!" He dropped the coffee cup, crossed the fence with one hand, ran over with a smile, and hugged a man with Zhang Mu.

"Haha! It's a long time, I haven't seen you! - Hey, big Ben." Zhang Mu was in a good mood. He patted his shoulders and turned his eyes to the gazebo. I and the 'only studio' young men and women who came to participate in this competition smiled at him one after another.

The arrival of Zhang Mu and eight people made this gazebo a little narrow, but everyone was young and didn't care about it.

Zhang Mu kindled a cigarette and said with a smile, "What about hurting them? Why haven't you arrived yet? It shouldn't be."

I also smiled: "I just talked to Ah Xiao on the phone and got off the plane. Coincidentally, they are on the same flight as A Mu, and they can be here in half an hour at the latest." After saying that, I turned around, faced the Hero Hall, and said, "Go and register first, so that there will be too many people later."

"Hmm!"

Under the leadership of Ben Zun and Fujimiko, Zhang Mu and others successfully registered the information, and everyone got an identity card. On the day of the real game, they can only enter the field with their identity card.

The resting place of the contestants is a five-star hotel not far from the 'Hero Museum'. After throwing their luggage, laundry, etc. into their bedrooms, Zhang Mu followed the crowd back to the Hero Hall.

"Damn it! Where have you been!" The mythical wound opened his hands and quickly came to Zhang Mu. He punched Zhang Mu's chest and said with a smile, "Twelve, I haven't seen you, you're handsome again~!"

Zhang Mu laughed a few times, raised his mythical injured shoulder, and said with a hippie smile, "Handsome is born. Don't be jealous of me."

"Haha, it's also climbing along the pole! Da Ben, Hao Tian, how are you!" After the mythical injury and high-five everyone, he took Zhang Mu to the cafe occupied by the Chinese and said, "Come on, let me introduce to you to you, my first boss, Huang Quan!"

Hearing the sound, Huang Quan slowly stood up from the chair, stretched out his hand and shook it heavily with Zhang Mu. The unique thick voice of a mature man came out: "I have long heard that the Twelve-winged Angel is a young man. It's better to see it than to hear it once. Hello."

"Brother Huangquan, I'm flattered! Hello, hello, where's Mu? Zhang Mu looked for A Mu's shadow in the crowd behind Huang Quan.

"Hey, twelve, you come to me." The sound came from behind.

Zhang Mu turned his head and looked at A Mu, who was only three meters away from him and dressed in silver and white casual clothes. He couldn't help but be surprised. Looking at A Mu's age, he should be about the same age as himself, with a smile on his face forever, and he was a sunny otaku.

A Mu smiled and stretched out his hand and said, "Although we have cooperated many times in the game, in reality, this is the first time we have met!"

"Haha, one birth and two familiarity." Zhang Mu said with a smile.

After A Mu's introduction, Zhang Mu quickly got to know A Mu's group of people, such as plagues, viruses, etc. They are not very old. Except for Huangquan, their average age is only 26 years old.

Just when Zhang Mu was talking happily with everyone, frozen silkworms, mad dragons, wandering around the world, and Chinese players from areas E and H came to the scene one after another, and the young people immediately chatted with each other.

"Brother Mu!" This is the commander-in-chief of the Chinese team in District H. The game ID is 'Funeral Flower'. He is also a young man. He smiled at Zhang Mu.

After helping the compatriots go through all the formalities, it was getting dark. Unconsciously, it was already 7 o'clock in the evening. He made an appointment to go to the restaurant for dinner. Taking advantage of this, Zhang Mu changed into a sky-blue casual suit for himself.

After all, it's summer now, and no matter how thin people are, they will sweat, not to mention Zhang Mu's body with some muscles.

There are many players from various countries coming to participate in the competition in the restaurant. The appearance of Zhang Mu and Deng Jie has attracted the attention of most people in the field. This is last year's champion, the commander-in-chief of the Chinese team, the Twelve-winged Angel.

"Hahaha!" There was a bright laughter from the long table on the left. A blonde man strode over accompanied by several companions, came to Zhang Mu with a smile, and spoke a lot of English.

The blonde man in front of him was very good-faced. Zhang Mu thought for a moment and immediately recognized him. He was the commander-in-chief of the last runner-up team, the 'Little William' of the American team.

Deng Jie whispered, "He said: Twelve Wings, I'm very happy to see you come to the competition! Do you remember what I said to you at the end of the game last year? Next year's championship will be won by our American team.

"Haha! Honey, tell him: Dear William, it's a pleasure to see you here, too! I naturally remember what you said to me last year, but you can't win the championship just by playing with your mouth. You have to rely on your strength to speak!" Zhang Mu shook hands with little William with a smile and nodded and smiled at the strange or familiar face behind little William.

"See you during the game! We speak with strength!" Little William patted Zhang Mu's arm with a smile.

"Honey, I didn't expect you to speak English so fluently. Without you, your husband, I would be ashamed today." Zhang Mu was sweating profusely. He had already returned the English he had learned before to his teacher.

Deng Jie was also guilty at this time. She gently pinched him and muttered, "It's fortunate that I had experience in dealing with foreigners when I was working in a hotel at that time..."

A short chat between Zhang Mu and Little William fell into the eyes of a group of Japanese players not far away.

A Japanese player gently pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said quietly, "He is a twelve-winged angel..." The tone was very empty.

His partner looked over when he heard the words, with a playful and strange smile on the corners of his mouth.

"This year's champion, we are the only ones..." The man with the game ID Leo said with a sneer.

(to be continued)