"Ah...wuwuwu..."

Half a day later...in a bar in the imperial capital of Houhai, a fat man hugged a handsome guy and cried bitterly. The scene was truly tearful for everyone who heard it, and sad for everyone who saw it.

Countless beautiful girls felt extremely heartbroken when they saw this scene - How could such a good little brother just fall in love with this?

But this is the imperial capital, the imperial capital of China, an open and cutting-edge city. This kind of thing has long been commonplace!

Yang Hongru disgustedly pulled down a certain fat man who was gradually turning into a slug from his arm. You can cry if you want. What kind of trouble is holding my arm?

"It's so difficult for me! I am a doctor from the National People's University, but I was rejected by a junior college graduate... What happened to this world? What happened?" The fat man first poured a glass of beer into his mouth to replenish water, and then continued to howl.

cry.

This fat guy is truly a genius, and he even knows what sustainable development is!

Of course, Yang Hongru was not short of the money for the drink. He was just curious about what strange scene the fat man had encountered.

After the fat man's mood recovered a little, Yang Hongru crossed his fingers under his chin and asked in a "big boss sitting posture": "Come on, tell me your troubles."

The fat man had almost released his emotions, and then he blew his nose with paper: "I'm so stupid...Really, why do you have to listen to my mother and go on a blind date? What is the classmate of an old sister's niece's best friend? You can't beat me with eight poles."

relationship..."

"So what's wrong with you?" Yang Hongru asked curiously.

"I was ridiculed... There is a word called 'Pu Qie Xin', have you heard of it?" the fat man asked.

As a Chinese teacher, Yang Hongru can guess the general meaning even if he has never heard of the word. What's more, the vocabulary of Chinese teachers usually keeps up with current events - Pu Qixin is "obviously so ordinary, but so confident"

"A simplified version of this sentence.

It is generally used by women to describe straight men with cancer or men with brain problems... But as far as Yang Hongru knows, fat men are not among the "common and trustworthy" ones. How ordinary can a doctor in literature be? And how ordinary can he be?

This guy graduated from the High School Affiliated to the National University of China, and then received a bachelor's degree from the National University of China, a master's degree from the National University of China, and a doctorate from the National University of Mining... After graduation, he went to teach at the High School Affiliated to the National University of Mining... He was at odds with the National University of China all the way.

In the fat man's words, this poor school is close to home - what a simple reason? You must know that the poor school he is talking about is inside the third ring road. If he grew up in this place, his household registration alone would be worth several hundred dollars.

Ten thousand!

Yang Hongru looked the fat man up and down, and he felt that the girl's ridicule was justified. The clothes he wore all over were less than a thousand yuan, and he wore a pair of old Imperial cloth shoes like this guy and an old man from the Imperial Capital.

How can you... How can you wear something like this on a blind date?

"If I were a girl, I would laugh at you too..." Yang Hongru said mercilessly.

The fat man who was stabbed in the back by his teammates groaned in pain: "Shouldn't you comfort me? Shouldn't you join me in condemning this era of looking at faces?"

"I'm sorry, I'm not an undercover agent... I'm a vested interest in this age of looking at faces, and I've never been in the same world as a 'common and trustworthy' man like you." Yang Hongru smiled and delivered the fatal blow.

The fat man was severely attacked: "I shouldn't have come to you... How can I relieve my worries? Du Kang is the only one! Just what you said... it's so obvious!"

"Go away! Seriously... Did you ask for it by asking for the ridicule? Who wouldn't dress like a dog when going on a blind date? You can't wait to hang all your family's property around your neck to show it off.

..How about you travel as a member of the Sunset Red Community Tour Group?" Yang Hongru asked puzzledly.

"Don't I want to find a true love? The love I long for is a perfect match between the mountains and the earth, and I dare to stay with you until death; the love I long for is to accompany you for thirty thousand times with drunken laughter and never tell you to leave.

The sweetness of mourning; the love I long for is the return of Angelica after birth, and the long love of lovesickness after death..." The fat man said with eyes full of little stars.

This damn literary aria...

Sure enough, the higher the academic qualifications of a guy who studies literature, the more seriously ill he becomes - this guy is already down-to-earth even before becoming a monk! I have a bachelor's degree in literature and a master's degree in education, so I don't deserve to talk to a big boss!

"So why did you go on a blind date like this?" Yang Hongru asked.

The fat man nodded as he should: "Yes! Only by letting go of those exaggerated and superficial things on the outside and letting soul and soul collide can..."

"Brother, stop it...have you ever heard a sentence? It starts with appearance, respect for talent, suitability for character, continues with kindness, and ends with character...The problem arises, you will be criticized for your appearance.

You're stuck, who wants to see your talent and character?" Yang Hongru asked, assuming the "big boss sitting posture" again.

Fatty: "I'm so stupid...really..."

"Can you stop memorizing the text? Let Mr. Lu rest for a while..." Yang Hongru said as he drank a glass of beer and hated the iron.

"It's okay to be stupid. It's called knowing one's shame and then being brave. Next time you go on a blind date, dress yourself up neatly and act like a successful person and a stubborn ruler in the imperial capital... It stands to reason that your family shouldn't be short of money, right?"

Why is your child so rough?" Yang Hongru asked in confusion.

"Our old neighbors are all like this..." The fat man said innocently: "Who lives on our street without a courtyard house! They don't even pretend, so what can I be so arrogant about as someone who has not inherited property?

?”

Well...he's a boss!

Farewell!

Yang Hongru felt that he couldn't sit still - the fat man with an unattractive appearance turned out to be the owner of a courtyard house? Pay attention to his wording - it was a courtyard house, not a large courtyard house! This meant that the fat man's family had at least one separate courtyard!

How high has the price of a courtyard house in the imperial capital reached? Anyway, Yang Hongru didn't dare to care... It's not that he can't afford it, it's just that it's not necessary. What's so good about a courtyard house? It's not as big as his manor to live in!

The problem is that this thing is expensive!

In other words, the guy sitting in front of Yang Hongru crying like a dumpling is a quasi-billionaire... This is a conclusion reached without counting other properties of his family.

After saying this, Yang Hongru thought about it a little bit - is the fat man's comparison a trick on me? Is this guy's sadness a lie, but is it true that he shows off his skills in front of me?

Literary students have a dirty heart! Yang Hongru had reason to suspect that the fat man was having trouble with him. But seeing the fat man’s usual simple appearance, Yang Hongru dismissed this idea. Before drinking today, Yang Hongru always felt that the fat man’s family was also dirty.

Just a working class person.

Suddenly, Yang Hongru discovered the bright spot - did he say that he was poor when he borrowed the scooter? He was poor? His grandma's spoon was poor!

"Fat brother...explain why you asked me to borrow the car!" Yang Hongru said with a dangerous smile.

The fat man replied naturally: "I'm poor!"

“You’re a person who lives in a courtyard house and told me you’re poor?” Yang Hongru asked.

The fat man continued to speak matter-of-factly: "My family is rich...but I am very poor...I have never asked for a dime from my family since I graduated from high school. I spent all my money on scholarships all the way here."

Yang Hongru:......

Really hammered!

This comparison is just for show!

This is a high-level master of Versailles!
Chapter completed!