The sky is clear and the sun is shining, making it suitable for travel.
Lin Qingyuan drove the BMW 3 Series that he borrowed from the BMW Neon Division as a spokesperson, and took Reba, who was also unemployed, on a self-driving tour.
To some, the top of a mountain is a place to conquer, but to that mountain, it's a place where it snows.
Perhaps because they were influenced by Dr. Chen's songs when they were young, many Chinese, including Lin Qingyuan himself, are inexplicably infected with the strange Mount Fuji complex.
Today happened to be another day off, so Lin Qingyuan simply took Reba on this journey with the idea of "How about we go see Mount Fuji."
The charcoal black BMW was speeding on the Tomei Expressway, like a black warrior heading towards the snow-capped mountain.
"Why are you driving so fast?" Reba was applying makeup on herself in front of the makeup mirror in the sun visor.
“But isn’t highway speed just about driving fast?”
Reba felt that Lin Qingyuan was not giving her face, so she snorted and ignored him.
Lin Qingyuan glanced at her distractedly and said with a smile: "By the way, who are you putting on makeup for? Anyway, we won't be able to take off our masks after we get there."
"Can't I just watch it myself? Life must have a sense of ritual."
"But a quick trip like ours today actually lacks a sense of ceremony."
"To put it bluntly, the so-called sense of ritual is just to increase the happiness of the trip, but I am already very happy now, so what the sense of ritual is is not important at all. What is really important is that the weather is just right today, and you and I are just driving.
On the highway to Mount Fuji.”
Lin Qingyuan laughed fondly, "When we came here to record the show last year, did you ever think that such a day would happen?"
"If I say I have thought about it, will it appear that I have been premeditated and like to daydream?" Reba asked rhetorically.
"Have you really thought about it?" Lin Qingyuan was a little surprised.
The drunken sunshine shone in through the car window. Reba stared at Lin Qingyuan's shining side face in fascination. She smiled and shook her head, "Of course not."
Lin Qingyuan pursed his lips and smiled, "I almost thought you were the dream girl... Wait, if I remember correctly, it seems that you are the one chasing me after the year."
"Hey, didn't you say at that time that you should do this kind of thing?" Reba frowned slightly.
"whats the matter?"
"The words that finally confirmed the relationship."
Seeing Reba's serious look, Lin Qingyuan felt cute and couldn't help but smile and tease her, saying, "But I just repeated what you said."
Reba was a little annoyed, "I chased you ninety-nine steps, shouldn't I let you go at the last step?"
"It's not as many as ninety-nine steps. After all, I walked up to forty steps."
After thinking about it carefully, Reba couldn't seem to find any reason to refute, so she could only open a bag of potato chips and click them, feeling that she was turning grief and anger into appetite.
Lin Qingyuan glanced at her with his peripheral vision, and suddenly felt that although he and Reba were similar in general, they were very different in some places.
The rationality he presents to the outside world has a very clear purpose, so most of his actions are to achieve his own goals, or to complete his own goals and career ideals.
Although he looks humble, he is actually confident and proactive on the inside.
As for Reba, she does seem to be very rational, restrained and ambitious, but in fact this is just a way for her to protect herself from being attacked by the outside world.
Although the calm lake surface is calm, as long as you have the courage to jump down and fall into the depths of the lake that few people have visited, you will find that there is actually an undercurrent hidden inside, and she is more passive.
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Lin Qingyuan coughed twice, attracting the attention of the sulky Reba, "Potato chips are a high-calorie food."
Reba said angrily: "Are you questioning a female star's dietary knowledge? You don't need to remind me about this kind of thing, I know it myself."
"I didn't actually mean to remind you."
"Then why are you saying this?"
"I mean..." Lin Qingyuan looked at Reba and suddenly smiled, "I want to eat potato chips too, can you feed me? So we can get fat together."
Reba didn't speak, she just snorted in an extremely arrogant manner, then turned her face to the other side, but she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly, and said in a cheerful voice: "I don't want to get fat with you.
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"Well... do you want to come with me?" Lin Qingyuan deleted the sentence and asked again.
"Here!" A piece of potato chip suddenly appeared next to Lin Qingyuan's mouth, followed by Reba's bright smile.
The guide shows that the distance between Tokyo and Mount Fuji is almost 130 kilometers and takes about two hours. It can be regarded as a self-driving trip of not too long or too short.
The two of them walked around aimlessly, wandering around when they came across interesting places, watching the scenery along the way.
The young couple struggled to communicate with the convenience store clerk using broken Japanese mixed with translation software. Under Reba's strong suggestion, Lin Qingyuan purchased the extremely imaginative chili fries ice cream and the volcanic rock fried chicken grilled into black charcoal.
, Reba couldn't stop laughing when she saw Lin Qingyuan's funny expression tortured by the weird smell.
Today, the two of them completely put their respective work behind them, talking about the interesting customs from different hometowns, and their views on life and the life of an artist.
During the chat, Lin Qingyuan would be laughed at by Reba because she couldn't get used to eating yogurt pimples, and Reba would be despised by Lin Qingyuan because she couldn't get used to eating soy milk.
Countless trivial details in daily life can become interesting topics that make them laugh out loud.
"I wish I could have lasted longer today."
With a faint smile, Reba raised her mobile phone to record today's beautiful memories. The beautiful scenery flashing past the car window happened to be Lin Qingyuan's best background board.
"So when will the next opportunity like this come up?"
Lin Qingyuan looked at the straight road ahead with no end in sight, hoping that his and their future would be like this smooth one-way road.
At this time, the car music just happened to play "Timtravl" - "Time Travel" by Masaaki Kishibe.
The brightness and joy of finger-playing guitar seems to urge me to turn the page quickly when I encounter hardships in life, so that all that is left behind is good.
The sun fell freely outside the window, pouring on the two of them through the windshield, and pure white clouds also filled the blue sky.
The increasingly brisk and melodious melody filled the entire car with a throbbing sense of youth, and the whole world seemed to have become a lot simpler and more beautiful.
Reba felt that the pressure on her body suddenly decreased a lot. The string in her heart had been tense for so many years, and it seemed that it was time to relax it.
Lin Qingyuan also felt that the burden on him was much lighter. At least at this moment, he no longer needed to think about the responsibilities and obligations of a leader in internal entertainment.
Two people who had been walking alone on their own paths for a long time found a rare peace of mind at this moment.
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Shizuoka Prefecture, under Mount Fuji, is probably the best place to see Mount Fuji up close. It is also the hometown of Chibi Maruko-chan.
Interestingly, Chibi Maruko-chan happens to be Reba’s favorite anime character.
"My life is complete!"
Lin Qingyuan held Reba's hand and walked and took pictures in the streets and alleys of Shizuoka Prefecture. Not far away, the snow-capped Mount Fuji, which seemed to be braving the cold, forced its way into their eyes without any warning. It was very shocking.
It has naturally become a part of the Shizuoka Prefecture neighborhood.
"Is this complete?" Lin Qingyuan said jokingly.
Reba stopped, tilted her head and rolled her eyes at Lin Qingyuan, "You are really a motorcycle...can't you even hear the most basic exaggeration?"
"But I don't seem to have watched Chibi Maruko-chan. Does this mean there is an age gap between you and me?"
"Chibi Maru girls watch a lot." Reba tried to save herself, "What did you watch when you were a child?"
"Crayon Shin-chan, those from Slam Dunk."
Reba took out her mobile phone and started searching for the broadcast dates of these anime. Maruko-chan was in 1986, Crayon Shin-chan was in 1992, and Slam Dunk was in 1993. Combined with their ages, one was in 1992 and the other in 97.
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Okay, sister, I may indeed be a bit older...
However, although Reba felt a little guilty, she still said confidently: "These animations are within a few years of each other, so they are mainly related to gender."
"Well, that's right." Lin Qingyuan smiled slightly, and then Reba frantically pulled him and ran to a telephone pole to take selfies.
"I feel like you have to take at least a thousand photos throughout the whole day. I'm afraid it won't be easy if you go back to select and retouch pictures..." Lin Qingyuan only thinks that girls are born with the desire to take selfies and buy.
The same level of intensity.
"Anyway, these photos are for me alone, so the more the better. The more you take, the more profound the impression will be, and the more memories you will leave behind. Everything I encountered today is very meaningful."
"Yes, there are not such good conditions for going out in China. Even if you wear a mask, you may be recognized."
"So when are we going to Europe? No one there should know us!"
"Europe may be a bit difficult, because it is a special period and domestic entertainment overseas trips have been suspended for most of it, but there will definitely be opportunities in the future. After all, we all have European brand endorsements, right?"
Reba smiled. If she hadn't endorsed Mikimoto, then she wouldn't have come to Neon to shoot an advertisement. If she hadn't come to Neon, then there wouldn't be today's trip to Mount Fuji.
The two then went to the Heiwa Torii Gate in Lake Ashi. There were many people here, and many tourists were queuing up for the opportunity to take photos under the Heiwa Torii Gate.
Since there was no need to waste time waiting in line, the two of them just took a few photos from a distance and walked along the sparkling lake to their next destination.
"Lake Ashi with Mount Fuji on its back is a volcanic lake formed by the eruption of Mount Hakone. It is located in Hakone Town, Ashigarashita-gun, Kanagawa Prefecture. When talking about Hakone, we have to mention the famous neon Hakone Ekiden, and then when talking about Kanagawa,
Many people’s childhood memories of Slam Dunk may have been brought back.”
"Slam Dunk Master is very popular, who do you like in it?" Reba looked at Lin Qingyuan who was walking beside her by the lake, "Rukawa Kaede? He is so handsome!"
"Rukawa Kaede is okay, but I like Hisashi Mitsui."
"Well... Mitsui Hisaya is handsome."
Reba actually doesn't know Hisashi Mitsui because she has never watched "Slam Dunk" at all.
Of course, this did not prevent her from continuing to chat with Lin Qingyuan on this topic.
After all, the main purpose of chatting is to make yourself happy, so as long as both parties are happy, even if the things they talk about are wrong, it’s still great.
Lin Qingyuan then spent a few hundred yen to rent two bicycles and ride along the lake with Reba. The two of them chatted on the left and right while enjoying the scenery around them.
The motorboats speeding past left white ripples on the lake. On the sand dunes by the lake, many people were playing baseball as a family unit, and the sound of laughter and screams was endless.
Finally, the two of them lay on a clean lawn and quietly enjoyed the clear sunshine under Mount Fuji.
"I really envy them that their life can be so leisurely and comfortable!" Reba looked straight at the sky, her tone full of envy and longing. In front of the majestic and motionless Mount Fuji, even the floating white clouds became much faster.
"Don't say that. If you envy others, they will envy you even more. High-income people like us, who have benefited from the social dividend era, had better not take advantage and act like a good boy." Lin Qingyuan put his hands behind his head and closed his eyes in contentment.
Feeling the warmth, "And aren't we as leisurely as they are now? There is no difference."
"You are really one of the few people in the industry who is used to looking at problems from the perspective of ordinary people." After finishing speaking, Reba added: "Of course we are also ordinary people. I just say this to put artists and other people together."
The distinction between professions has no other meaning."
Lin Qingyuan opened his eyes and looked at Reba beside him, and asked with a smile: "Why are you so nervous? There is no media here, are you still afraid of being led by others?"
"Sorry, I have an occupational disease." Reba pouted and showed a coquettish smile.
Lin Qingyuan smiled and shook his head, and then answered Reba's previous sentence: "In fact, many artists now regard fans as their opponents. They are thinking about how to retain them and attract more fans every day. Over time,
, their way of thinking will naturally become divorced from the public.”
"But thanks to Zheng Yuxun, she helped me shift my attention from the fans to her. During that time, all I thought about every day was how to fight her, how to pay for negative news about her, and how to counter her crazy criticism of fans.
If you are insulted by someone, you naturally don’t have the time or energy to go out of your way to mess with your own fans and extract benefits from them.”
"Why do I feel like you can get involved in Zheng Yuxun's problems no matter what, and you talk about it so eloquently..." Reba was a little jealous for no reason.
Because she thought about it carefully just now, and then she was surprised to find that Zheng Yuxun was the woman who accompanied Lin Qingyuan throughout his career.
The peaks and valleys are never absent, always the same.
Behind Lin Qingyuan's quick steps, there was always a line of sight coming from Zheng Yuxun, who was silently waiting and caring for him.
"The loser has to take the blame for me. As long as I think about it, all the blame in the world belongs to Zheng Yuxun alone, just like Liu Yifei's mother."
"Um, what happened to Liu Yifei's mother?"
"She became the scapegoat of the world on a certain website."
"Well...but parents should be willing to sacrifice for their children, so just take the blame."
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It was getting late, and Lin Qingyuan took Reba to stay at the very famous Lake Kawaguchi Hot Spring Hotel in Mount Fuji.
This top-notch Japanese-style hotel with the theme of Mount Fuji costs about 4,000 U.S. dollars. Each room has floor-to-ceiling windows with stunning views of Mount Fuji.
In addition, there are areas such as the antique Danrin Garden, open-air hot springs divided into men's and women's baths, and large public baths that can directly overlook Mount Fuji.
However, Lin Qingyuan and Reba must not go to these places, because it would be really weird to go to the hot springs wearing masks.
After dinner at the hotel restaurant, Lin Qingyuan took a shower and walked out of the bathroom, then stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and stared at the giant figure hidden in the darkness in the distance.
According to "Dragon", King Haku's body is lying quietly somewhere under Mount Fuji at this time, and a popular heroine will be sacrificed to the protagonist here.
Lin Qingyuan felt that the DNA in his body was moving, so he took out his mobile phone and started playing "The Last Journey".
"On April 24th, Sakura and I will go to the Tokyo Sky Tree. The warmest place in the world is on top of the Sky Tree..."
The prelude of a familiar song sounded, and Lin Qingyuan suddenly thought that he had been to Neon so many times and seemed to have forgotten to check in at Tokyo Sky Tree, which was a bit of a pity.
"Isn't the pitch-black Mount Fuji beautiful?" Reba didn't know when she quietly touched Lin Qingyuan's back and hugged his waist tightly, pressing her face against his back.
"What I'm looking at is not Mount Fuji." Two layers of thin cloth could not isolate the soft touch that Reba brought to Lin Qingyuan.
"Then what do you see?"
"I see you in the mirror."
After chatting for a few words, they became speechless.
After resisting the temptation and half pushing, Lin Qingyuan successfully untied Reba's thin bathrobe, exposing this beautiful body full of desire to the air.
The graceful neck, the slightly trembling lips, the slightly absent-minded eyes, the limp and weak legs, the soft and boneless waist, the swaying back and forth... and the rippling blue waves that kept rising with the impact...
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That night, witnessed by the majestic Mount Fuji, I fell in love at first sight seven times in a row, and I fell in love with you.