The man's body was leaning against the game console, smiling affectionately, and the faint smell of cologne floated over. Lingjing frowned. Just now, Yahan's mother made it clear that she was going on a blind date with Yahan. Although she, Jiaming, and Shasha were sitting there
He was standing next to him, but he didn't even say hello to this man. At most, he just glanced at him. Now that he's walking next to him, he behaves in a naturally affectionate manner. Even if he's familiar with him, it's a bit too much.
It's not that Yahan is the kind of girl with an extremely conservative personality, who is jealous of men other than her boyfriend. Besides Jiaming, she always has her own space, such as playing the piano, helping others with blackboard newspapers, and participating in reading
In the same club, you can talk and laugh with ordinary boys, but there must be a limit to such intimacy. Wen Congyi's attitude at this time has even clearly exceeded the limit in her mind for ordinary friends. She has always treated people and things with dignity.
A measured and quiet girl will also express her displeasure clearly.
"Oh, just to see if you don't know how to..."
Na Wen took a step back with a smile and waved his hand freely. It is undeniable that the man in front of him not only has a handsome appearance, but also has a temperament that can attract the attention of the opposite sex. There is a trace of decadence in his cynical smile, which should be
She was the most popular one-night stand in the bar. Lingjing turned her head and looked at the electronic screen and heard him say: "Um... I just heard Yahan introduce you, your name is Lingjing, right?"
"Yeah." Lingjing frowned and nodded dullly.
"I heard that Yahan is now Sacred Heart's teacher, are you her student? As far as I know, it seems difficult for high school students to become good friends with their teachers."
The man who had returned from studying in the United States spoke Mandarin with some English accent. In the eyes of some people, this might be a sign of the elite at that time. Lingjing did not answer his question because Jiaming had already walked over with a smile.
: "Beauty, is something wrong?"
One hand was holding the back of the chair and the other hand was supporting the edge of the game console. It was the same posture as Wen Congyi just now. It was even more intimate than him. However, Lingjing smiled happily, shook her head, and leaned over with Jiaming.
Touching her cheeks affectionately, she pointed to the question on the screen: "I don't know how to do this." In the gap between his eyes, he saw Shasha on the side looking at this side with a smile. Lingjing secretly pursed her lips towards Wen Congyi.
, showing a look of disgust. Shasha raised her eyebrows in a funny way, shrugged, and turned around to play slot machines with Yahan.
They were treated completely differently. Wen Congyi also frowned a little at the attitude of the two. The most depressing thing was that his opinion as a returned overseas student was not adopted. The person in front of Lingjing was still the same as before.
Question. Jia Ming thought for a while and then said: "Let's just pick one, let's choose C." Then he raised his head and smiled politely at Wen Congyi.
"Hello."
Seeing Jiaming looking over, Wen Congyi quickly smiled and stretched out his hand. Jiaming also shook hands with him across Lingjing. In this action, it was like he was holding Lingjing's entire body in his arms.
Lingjing clicked option C, and then the game console reported the answer D.
This answer happened to be consistent with what Wen Congyi said, but there was no happy expression on his face at this time. Lingjing slapped Jiaming slightly with anger: "I think C is impossible... But the expression on his face was
There was no anger at all, and there was no mention of Wen Congyi's correct reminder. The intimacy between lovers never takes such a standard of right and wrong as a reference. Wen Congyi naturally understood it clearly, but he was confused in his heart.
I just asked about the relationship between these people. This boy named Gu Jiaming should be boyfriend and girlfriend with Liu Huaisha. Is he deliberately pretending to be intimate with me now?
After a little contact, Jia Ming probably noticed that the simple blind date prepared for Yahan ended up with Lingjing as a foil, which was really dumbfounding. But he had long understood that among the three girls,
Lingjing's temperament is actually the most unique. On the one hand, she has the purest beauty and spirituality that belongs to the ordinary definition of a girl. On the other hand, she has a special sense of maturity that is completely different from the definition of a girl.
, when these two contradictory temperaments are combined wonderfully, they are enough to produce a huge attraction for some men who claim to be accustomed to having sex. Thinking of this, he raised his head and smiled.
"Are you good at trivia?"
Hearing Jiaming ask, Lingjing also looked up at Wen Congyi, and the man immediately laughed: "Haha, it's not that great, but the knowledge here is not profound to me, you know
,You can cover a wide range of knowledge in universities in the United States, all kinds of..."
"Oh, can you clear the level?"
"Pass the customs..." Wen Congyi hesitated slightly, "Well, huh..." Just as he was about to refuse, Lingjing had already smiled and moved away: "Come and have fun, we have never passed the customs before."
"No, you just have to play and I'll watch from the side."
"You can play, it's okay."
Lingjing smiled sweetly and asked twice in a row. He couldn't refuse anymore. He sat in Lingjing's seat and answered a question. All he heard was: "Play slowly, we have something to do." He turned around.
When I went there, I could only see that the two of them were walking farther and farther away, arm in arm.
He reached out and slapped the electronic screen, and smiled to himself. After a moment, he lit up a cigarette, shook his head, and then carefully clicked on the options on the screen.
It was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and most of the guests at the banquet had already arrived at the hotel one after another. They were actually spotted by Teacher Yahan's blind date. Lingjing was teased by Yahan and Shasha, so she had no choice but to smile.
: "Okay, okay, I won't be able to rejoice in misfortunes anymore, okay..." After betting all their points in front of the slot machine several times, the four people immediately left the entertainment room. On the way to the banquet hall, they saw a group of people wearing martial arts uniforms.
When Fang came over, Lingjing and Shasha were stunned at the same time.
Walking this way, it was the Muay Thai exchange team headed by the grand master of Muay Thai, Siriwang. There was a holiday between the two parties, and when Siriwang saw Jia Ming walking next to him, his eyes narrowed, revealing a hint of ferocity.
Mang Jiaming just curled his lips indifferently. Since that night, Lingjing and Shasha only knew that this Muay Thai master kept challenging Chinese boxers.
He showed a strong attitude of not rejecting anyone who came, and broke many people's bones. It turned out that they were also staying in the Guiyuan Hotel.
I am obviously aware of these things, but now that Amre has not been sent away, Yanhuang Awakening has probably already warned not to cause trouble, so they can only make some noise in the normal competition. The honor of Chinese Kung Fu is natural.
It has nothing to do with him, as long as they don't mess around, he can just pretend that they don't exist at all.
He is used to being a killer, and he is full of pragmatic indifference in his bones. At this time, with his hands in his pockets, he just ignores the hostile eyes of a group of people as if they don't exist, but there are already signs that this group of Thais is ready to move. These days, Xiao Meng arranges
A large number of people have been standing guard outside the hotel, threatening to kill each of these Thais just waiting for them to come out, and then pay them resettlement fees and arrange for their escape. Their attitude is extremely tough. These people don't dare to go out alone for a while.
But naturally there are channels to get information and find out who was the culprit of the conflict that day.
That night at the police station, Amre was slapped and suffered a concussion. For these Thais, the biggest shame was that Siriwang was spat on by more than a dozen gangsters who had planned it. I'm afraid
Siriwang himself has already regarded this incident as a great shame and humiliation. In the past few days, he has made countless remarks such as "Chinese Kung Fu is all about fists and legs" and "Muay Thai is the best in the world". Every time he fights, he strikes hard, trying to
Beating people to their last breath within the prescribed range, in order to attract maximum attention. Unfortunately, China does not have freedom of speech. The Yanhuang Awakening issued death orders through the government to newspapers and television. The most news in this regard can only be mentioned,
So the exchanges between China and Thailand have been going on in a "friendly" atmosphere in the past few days. The Muay Thai master must have been holding his breath and had nowhere to go. At this time, he saw Jiaming, and all the bones in his body were cracked.
There was a clicking sound, and the sound was as terrifying as setting off firecrackers. When the disciples and entourage behind saw this situation, they whispered among themselves and roughly guessed Jiaming's identity, and they all showed resentful expressions.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the long corridor became extremely strange and solemn, quiet, and Shasha felt uneasy. Yahan had only heard about it, but she had already understood it at this time. Although they trusted Jiaming's skills, they
Being stared at with hostility by a Muay Thai master like Siriwang, the oppressive feeling is definitely not something that ordinary people can completely bear. Several hotel employees walking around were also affected by this atmosphere for a while, hoping that Siriwang and others
People, looking at the three men and one woman here, they don't dare to approach.
Playing the tune of the children's song "The Snail and the Oriole", Jiaming looked into Xiliwang's red eyes and passed by the Muay Thai master. Lingjing, Rustle and Yahan just followed, not
How dare you look at that handsome yet fierce face. At this moment, from behind the Muay Thai team, a not-so-tall Thai boy walked out and stood in the middle of the aisle.
Originally, these people were not walking in a completely neat line in the hotel. They were all chatting and moving forward casually. They just consciously gave up space on one side of the aisle for others to pass. However, this young man had his hands on his chest.
At the first stop, the passing space was deliberately blocked. Siliwang probably warned them before not to cause trouble, and they did not dare to say directly that I am going to flatten you, but the provocative meaning was already obvious.
The corridor was a little quiet, and in the weird atmosphere, the attitude of a group of Thai people changed from hatred to sneer. No one said anything, obviously they were watching the attitude of the three women and one man after the road was blocked. However, Jia Ming
The boy was not idle at all. The young man stood in the middle of the road, and Jia Ming immediately opened his coat. Then, everyone heard several "click" sounds.
That was the sound of a pistol being cocked.
Humming the melody of "The Snail and the Oriole", a pistol appeared in Jiaming's hand. As he walked forward, he opened the safety, loaded the gun, and casually moved the hammer behind the gun with his thumb, and then pressed it back, firing the gun.
The pistols were being inspected. These warriors from Thailand basically had knowledge of firearms. The moment they saw the gun, their sneers almost solidified, and then turned into anxiety and cold sweat.
China's arms control is extremely strict. Even if these foreign guests can get a pistol, they can't carry it around with them at all times. Naturally, they don't have time to think about where Jiaming's pistol came from. The most important thing is that Jiaming
After checking the firearm casually, he stretched while walking and did two chest expansion exercises. The muzzle of the pistol held casually passed over the upper body of each member of the delegation, again and again...
As soon as the muzzle of the gun flashed, some people's bodies suddenly became stiff, some were ready to react at any time, and some escorts with poor psychological quality immediately took several steps back. The young man who had just stood up remained motionless.
Looking at Jiaming, his eyes were as wide as cowbells, probably because he was nervous.
"Suban!" Before he could confront the young man, Siriwang from behind shouted loudly. Then someone in the team stretched out his hand and quickly pulled the young man named Suban away. Then, a group of people
He watched helplessly as Jiaming walked over arrogantly waving a pistol.
"Ah, there is a vine in front of the door. It is tender and green and has just sprouted... Ah, tender and green has just sprouted..."
Weird melody hovered in the air, and a hotel employee carrying a vase following the Muay Thai team was frightened for a moment by Jia Ming, who was approaching with a pistol. In such an atmosphere, Jia Ming pointed his pistol at
Get the vase and start... watering the flowers...
Zi, Zi...
Tiny water columns were flying in the air. In the eyes of a group of Thai people who had not yet reacted, four figures disappeared at the corner of the corridor. In the air, there was a faint faint smile of a girl...
For a moment, the corridor seemed to suddenly erupt, and hysterical shouts rang out in an extremely chaotic manner, which could be heard far away in the hotel: