I heard that Lan Feiyang wanted to borrow "College English" to read, and Lan Qing said that he was currently struggling with English.
"Why are you still studying English?" Lan Feiyang asked puzzledly, "Want to take the postgraduate entrance examination?"
"No. I don't want to take the postgraduate entrance examination!" Lan Qing sighed, "The boss is going to open a top five-star hotel in another city. The treatment there is much better in all aspects. But if you want to work in a new hotel Personal housekeepers must pass CET-6 in English.”
"Passed CET-6?" Lan Feiyang didn't quite understand the concept of English progression. He only heard that it seemed that he needed to pass CET-4 to graduate from college.
"Yes, if the hotel wants to improve its quality and integrate with international standards, the quality of its staff and service personnel must be improved."
Lan Feiyang curled his lips in displeasure: "Why do you always ask us to learn English? Don't they foreigners know how to learn Chinese?"
"That's a good idea." Lan Qing smiled mischievously and suddenly became interested, "When China becomes strong enough, we will ask foreigners to take the CET-4 and CET-6 test! The vernacular is too simple, so classical Chinese must be used; and all questions must be answered with a writing brush. This is still an advantage for them. If someone is angry, they will need a knife and a turtle shell to carve oracle bones!"
"The title of the paper is: On ****! When it comes to the listening test, all songs by Jay Chou will be used; "Nunchaku" can be listened to twice, and "Chrysanthemum Terrace" can only be listened to once. Tell them that this is the most popular Chinese song. Normal speaking speed! The reading comprehension test is all about government work reports, the oral test requires singing Peking Opera, and the lab test involves making rice dumplings. The test will kill them!"
Lan Feiyang listened dumbfounded, and in the end, he couldn't help but point his finger at him and burst out laughing.
"Haha... Cousin, you are so... so talented! How can you pass the exam? Is this clearly making things difficult! You also... carve oracle bone inscriptions, sing Peking opera, and make... make rice dumplings. Excuse me, Lan Qing Comrade, you...can you?"
"No. But this is how we have to take the foreigner test!" Lan Qing put her hands on her hips with a defiant expression.
"Are you okay? You're so cool." The two of them laughed and rolled around in a ball...
In the afternoon, Lan Feiyang, accompanied by Lan Qing, finally found Aunt Guo's former workplace - the branch of the American xx company in Bohai.
However, this place has changed hands. After asking several people, I found out that due to the impact of the global financial crisis that started last year, this company laid off its employees and closed down in the first half of the year.
Now, the only clue about the aunt was gone, and Lan Feiyang had no choice but to return disappointed.
_______________________________________________ The next night, Guo Anni, who was flying out of town to discuss business, still didn't come back. Lan Feiyang was tired from reading, so he went for a walk in the garden as usual; he was extremely skilled in playing tricks in the middle of the grass. fists and feet.
This set of boxing and kicking was taught by the elderly private physical education teacher when he was in junior high school in his hometown middle school.
The teacher himself jokingly called it the "crop handle" technique passed down from his ancestors, and taught it to a few of his favorite male classmates who were good at sports.
Lan Feiyang, who had one of the best running scores and was unwilling to be bullied, was naturally very serious about his studies. Later, the average school gangster would not dare to mess with him anymore, because he could easily deal with three or four classmates by himself.
In addition to this set of punches, Lan Feiyang also practiced several weird punches.
These moves were learned by him in a dream. Just like Cheng Yaojin's three and a half axes, he only learned three moves of these fists before he woke up. Unexpectedly, a few days ago - that is, the first time he gave Guo
On the night of Annie's massage, he vaguely entered into the strange dream of practicing martial arts again, and learned three more moves.
He felt it was really weird, the force and movement of each of these moves were a bit unbelievable; and the more he practiced these moves, the more he felt his strength increased, and his bounce and flexibility increased.
He really doesn't know what kind of fist and kick this is? Why is he only allowed to learn three moves every time? It takes three or four years!
So, when can I learn all this set of fists and kicks?
Under the faint moonlight, the garden was full of shadows. Chrysanthemums and roses of various colors competed with each other in brilliant glory, cockscombs also stood proudly, and greens from all seasons remained green in rows and vertical lines...
All of these are no less impressive than those in the park!
Such a luxurious villa, such a beautiful late autumn garden, walking among the mottled shadows of trees after practicing, Lan Feiyang feels like a dream, it seems not real at all!
While wiping his sweat and walking through the dark wisteria trellis, Lan Feiyang saw a tall man walking at the entrance of the courtyard, and he didn't move away for a while.
He didn't know where the security guard on duty at the entrance of the courtyard had gone, but he didn't care about it, so Lan Feiyang alertly went up to question him.
This is a handsome boy about twenty-four or five years old, with starry eyes and sharp eyebrows, a tall nose, and a face as sharp as a knife, but full of melancholy.
The boy said he was not looking for anyone, but just came here to take a look.
"Have you ever worked here?" Seeing that his figure was similar to his own, Lan Feiyang asked subconsciously.
"Yes?" The boy smiled sadly and looked at him through the gate railing, "It should be your ex?"
"Oh." Lan Feiyang nodded, "Then why did you leave? Is it because you have a better job?"
The boy glanced at him in shock: "Didn't Aunt Liu tell you that when working in this villa: don't look at things you shouldn't see, listen to things you shouldn't hear, and don't ask things you shouldn't ask?"
"Oh, I said it." Lan Feiyang nodded, "But you are no longer from this villa."
"Yes." The boy smiled bitterly, "I am not anymore. I was very willful at the time. I really wanted to come back, but I can't come back."
"Do you want to see Mr. Guo?" Lan Feiyang didn't quite understand what he said, "But she went to other places to discuss business and was not at home."
"Oh." The boy bit his lip, "Thank you! I'm leaving, you can take care of yourself."
Looking at the boy's distant figure and chewing on his words before leaving, Lan Feiyang still didn't understand. He had no choice but to shake his head and go back to the villa. The moment he closed the door, a thought suddenly popped into his mind: "Did he fall in love with Guo Guo?"