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Chapter 9

Guo Yonggang almost rolled down the steps. This Yang Haoran was so damaged!

The door of Xiaoxianguan was finally closed and locked, and Yang Haoran was already sitting on the train heading to the city thousands of miles away.

Ge Ling and Zhang Yiran are senior students from Haishi University.

This was Yang Haoran's first time taking a train, and he bought a hard sleeper with a lower berth.

Opposite Yang Haoran, there is a fashionably dressed beautiful girl who looks to be about seventeen years old. She is forgetting herself and playing mobile games.

Yang Haoran leaned over and almost put his face on the girl's face without realizing it. The girl who was focused on the game finally reacted and screamed.

"Ah, who are you? A gangster!"

The eyes of the surrounding passengers suddenly shifted, and Yang Haoran quickly explained.

"Don't talk nonsense. My name is Yang Haoran, not Liu, and I'm not called a gangster. I think what you are playing is quite interesting, just take a look."

The girl blinked her big, watery eyes and suddenly had an impression.

Yes, isn't this guy the old hater opposite me?

Then the girl suddenly felt a sense of superiority and asked in surprise: "You haven't played games before? No way?"

Yang Haoran looks like he is twenty years old. Who would believe that a boy of this age has never played mobile games?

Yang Haoran smiled honestly and took out his candy bar phone. The letters on the buttons were blurred.

If the girl remembers it well, this kind of thing should be a white-screen mobile phone from more than ten years ago.

"I can only play Snake, which is not as fun as yours, and I only have one game on my phone: Snake." 12345 Novel

Yang Haoran was very honest and honest, and while he was talking, he sat down next to the girl very rudely.

The girl laughed so hard: "In what age are you still using this kind of elimination machine? Isn't this something passed down from your ancestors?"

Yang Haoran nodded vigorously: "People say that beautiful women have smart minds. This is so true. It is really passed down from my ancestors."

It makes me cry just talking about it. If Taoist Wukong hadn't traveled to the west on a crane, Yang Haoran wouldn't have had such a candy bar phone.

The girl's expression suddenly became serious, and then she looked up and down at Yang Haoran, who was dressed in rustic clothes, and scratched her head in embarrassment.

"I'm so sorry. I'm really not kidding you. I see you got on the bus from Huanglongshan Station. Is your hometown in Huanglongshan?"

It seemed that the girl had a good tutor and was a kind-hearted girl. Yang Haoran felt a little better for her. This kind of girl was definitely not the tigress that the master said.

Even if it is, it's still kind of cute.

"It's okay, I didn't misunderstand. I'm going to Haishi. Where are you going?" Yang Haoran said with a smile.

Several young men around him were looking at Yang Haoran with jealous and resentful eyes. This country bumpkin was unexpectedly a master in love.

She looks honest and honest, but in reality she is hiding a lustful heart. She struck up a conversation with such a beautiful girl in just a few words. It’s unreasonable!

The girl did not dislike Yang Haoran because of his rusticity, she had a sweet smile on her face.

He nodded and said: "Yes, I am from Haishi. Why did you go to Haishi? Isn't it looking for a job?"

Yang Haoran nodded, then shook his head, leaving the girl confused.

"It's impossible to work part-time. I went to Haishi to start my own business."


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