Chapter Thirteen Pretending to be More Pretentious
Song Ziyang quickly forgot about the old man, and of course he didn't know that Chen Zheng's two men were pitifully waiting for him until dark.
After leaving the scenic spot, Song Ziyang was going to take a taxi to Pingyuan University to visit.
"Hey, master, how to get to Pingyuan University?"
"Hey, are you here to have fun? Well, you are a student. I will give you a discount. I won't stop the watch. You can give it 80!" the driver said cheerfully.
When Song Ziyang heard this, he almost kicked him in the face that was full of righteousness. He had already seen the map. It was only twenty kilometers away from Donghua University. If he didn't take a detour, he wouldn't even need twenty yuan.
I have long heard that brothers from the mainland kill people without showing any blood, and today he finally saw it.
"Don't worry, I won't ask you for more!" the master added.
"Come on, Forty, if you can run away, I will come. If you can't, I will find someone else!" Song Ziyang curled his lips, put his hands behind his head, and said easily. Although we are not short of money, we can still let people take us.
Aren't you being taken advantage of by a stupid person?
"Okay, come on up, I won't make any money on this trip!" The driver nodded without hesitation.
In the car, Song Ziyang sat quietly in the back, silently looking at the receding scenery outside.
After returning home, he went directly to find Tie Feilin, having never been to other places. At this time, looking at the gradually rising flow of people outside, Song Ziyang naturally felt more cordial.
There are just more cars and people, so the roads are obviously wider and smoother than those in Africa, but they feel very crowded.
"Master, would you like a cigarette?" Song Ziyang took out the cigarette and gave it to him politely.
The driver shook his head: "I have it here, you can smoke it yourself."
He was afraid that there was something wrong with Song Ziyang's cigarettes, so he didn't drink the passengers' water, smoke the passengers' cigarettes, or touch the passengers' legs because of his brother's three rules.
Of course, the last one is not aimed at female passengers.
Song Ziyang didn't care and put the cigarette in his mouth, but found that the lighter had been put down while changing clothes.
"You didn't bring a ignition, did you?" The driver looked through the rearview mirror and saw him groping all over his body. He smiled kindly, took something out of the storage box in front and handed it over directly.
Song Ziyang took it and took a look, and was happy to see that it turned out to be a brand new box of tiger-head matches.
"Hey, this was my niece's wedding the day before yesterday. I used the leftovers and threw them in the car." The driver explained with a smile and said boldly: "Just take it and use it!"
Song Ziyang was not polite, said thank you and put it in his pocket, chatting without a word.
From military politics to family feuds, farce scandals, and critical commentary on current affairs, Brother Ziyang's in-depth and simple explanations of them all were so vivid that Song Ziyang was amazed.
"Oh, it's so nice to chat with my little brother!" When we arrived at the destination, the driver didn't forget to express his thoughts.
Song Ziyang smiled, paid and got off the car.
Pingyuan City is located in the hinterland of Donghua Province, with developed transportation and outstanding people. Pingyuan University has developed with great concentration and has now become a university with the most open academic style and the strongest Chinese culture atmosphere in the country. It is a 211 key.
On both sides of the main entrance of the university, there is a long boulder 123 meters high, with the top protruding four to five meters from each other. If the two boulders are put together, they will naturally form an arch.
In front of the main entrance, there is a small square of nearly 300 square meters. The ground is paved with white tiles, with dozens of parking spaces dotted around it. In the middle is a circular pool. At this time, water columns rise into the sky.
It fell on the round stone in the middle, and the four words "Pingyuan University" in the letter were shining with water, making it look extremely majestic.
Is this where the Ye Lianyu Tie Feilin mentioned is?
Song Ziyang rubbed his chin gently, but there was a protest in his stomach. Then he remembered that it was already morning. And when he had just arrived in Pingyuan City in the morning, he and Wang Yong had a few drinks together.
Song Ziyang put his hands in his pockets and looked around for a place to eat.
Tie Feilin didn't forget to ask him to take care of Ye Lianyu at the last moment. He obviously had a close relationship with this girl. He was entrusted by others, so he naturally wanted to be loyal. Fortunately, he didn't have anything concrete to do when he returned to China this time.
arrangements, so there is no rush.
Besides, for such a big thing, he has to fill his stomach first, right?
Money goes into Sichuan restaurants!
Well, he has a very energetic name. Song Ziyang narrowed his eyes slightly and walked in calmly.
It was meal time and there were many people eating. Song Ziyang chose a table by the window and sat down. He waited for about fifteen minutes before all the dishes were served.
Mapo tofu, sizzling beef, pickled fish, boiled meat slices, stir-fried phoenix tails, all meat and vegetables, alluringly fragrant.
Although they are all home-cooked dishes, for Song Ziyang, who has been in Africa for five or six years and almost transformed into a savage, they are no different from delicacies on earth.
A bottle of beer, three bowls of rice, all the food on the table was cleared, then he burped with satisfaction, filled a bowl of soup and sipped it slowly.
On the table next to me, there were constant noises: "Hey, brothers, Brother Six successfully captured Sister Sister Six today, so you guys need to express your gratitude!"
"Yes, Sister Six is the beauty of our management department, and Brother Six is our boss. This is called a match made in heaven!"
"Come on, Brother Six, Sister-in-law Six, we brothers will toast you together!"
"Okay, let's go together!" The young man in the middle with an arrogant face stood up, held the wine glass in front of him very proudly, and drank it all in one gulp.
Next to him, a long-legged beauty wearing stockings and hot pants stood up and drank all the beer in front of her. Then she sat down next to the young man, holding his arm with a happy look on her face. She was obviously Tong.
Clean.
"After we finish the wine later, I will take Tong Jie to buy a Swift and drive it. You guys should go together and help choose the color."
Several young people looked excited and did not feel the condescending arrogance in the other party's words.
"Follow Brother Six, brothers will gain experience." A young man stepped forward to offer a cigarette, but when he lit the cigarette, he was rejected by the other party.
The young man with an arrogant face took out a brand new lighter.
First there was an unrestrained "ding" sound, and the cover opened; then there was a heroic "cha" sound, a fierce and vertical flame rose, and then there was another sonorous and powerful "dang" sound, and the cover was closed.
Amidst the smoke, the lighter was handed over: "You guys should try it too!"
"Wow, Brother Six, what brand of lighter is this? It must be expensive, right?"
"I saw this on the computer. It seems to be from Dupont, a world-famous brand!" Several young people looked at it with envy. They lit up their cigarettes one by one and felt that the taste was very different from before.
The lighter returned to his hand, and the cover kept making crisp sounds. The young man with an arrogant face raised his voice and said, "What brand name is not famous? It's just a gadget that costs five or six thousand. I just bought it to play with for two."
sky!"
Song Ziyang's mouth couldn't help but twitch, and he almost choked on the soup. Your grandfather has seen people showing off before, but this is the first time he has seen someone who can show off like this.
However, he immediately thought of something, and a smirk appeared on his face.
He stood up, and as he passed the table, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, put one in his mouth, then slowly took out a match and struck it lightly!
Crack!
The subtle sounds and beating flames are so vivid and moving at this time.
Song Ziyang leaned forward, lit the cigarette with squinted eyes, and then flicked his finger. The half-burning match immediately drew an arc in the air and reached the top of the trash can two meters away. The fire was extinguished, and the matchstick gracefully
fell down.
Then he gracefully blew out two consecutive smoke rings and said loudly: "Boss, pay the bill!"
The arrogant young man holding the lighter sat there blankly, feeling as if he had swallowed two mung bean flies... PS: This is a cool book, a YY novel, just for ideas.
A novel that is refreshing and enjoyable for everyone to read, and can occasionally arouse passionate resonance in the heart. It may be different from the previous two books, and the focus will be different, but Xiaolang can guarantee that he will do his best.