The security office burned the piano and cooked cranes, which was a terrible sight. The students originally wanted to woo the protagonist, but how did he confront the security office in front of his beloved girl? Who knew that Zhu Yufeng was uncharacteristic and left in a low-key manner. Anyway, his performance had achieved his goal.
Before tomorrow morning, all the students in the school will know from various gossips that he, Zhu Yufeng, is pursuing Wen Xue, and that is enough...
Zhu Yufeng looked at Wen Xue affectionately and shouted loudly: "Students, thank you for your support. In order to cooperate with the school, please help take these flowers away."
As soon as the students heard that there was such a good thing, they immediately swarmed up and swept away the flowers all over the ground. The cleaners took care of the mess left on the ground. Seeing that the situation calmed down, the people from the security office went back home.
In the Mercedes-Benz car parked under the shade of a tree, the driver turned around and said with a smile: "Xiaobing, do you think this can be done?"
Han Bing asked: "Did you inform the school?"
"I just sent a report message to Director Wang of the Security Department."
"Uncle Xue, I'm not used to this. Even if I like that girl, I have to fight for it on my own, so I don't hope there will be a next time."
The driver smiled and said: "My young master, China is not Britain. The things taught in Eton College are not effective. If you don't rely on connections and just rely on yourself, you will hit your head and bleed. Your mother asked me to take care of you."
, I naturally have to take care of you in all aspects."
Han Bing opened the car door and said, "Thank you, but I don't need it. You tell my mother that I am seventeen years old and I am no longer her good baby." After saying that, he turned around and left.
The driver shrugged and said to himself: "The little guy is quite stubborn. Haha, reality will educate you."
…
When Wen Xue returned to the dormitory, the three roommates looked at her differently. Lu Jin was jumping up and down excitedly, asking questions, while Ning Xiner and Wang Yueqi's usually domineering arrogance had also reduced a lot. On the surface, they were still the same.
He looked indifferent, but listened to what Wen Xue had to say.
"I don't know that person." Wen Xue said.
"You don't even know the most handsome guy in the Chinese Department, Zhu Yufeng! He's from Jiangdong, too. He seems to be the top scorer in the liberal arts college entrance examination. You two are a perfect match," Lu Jin said with an exaggerated expression.
"But I really don't know him." Wen Xue said seriously.
"I've convinced you. I don't even know this. What are you thinking about all day long?" Lu Jin shook his head sadly, sighing, and then said confidently: "It doesn't matter.
, you will get the idea, and within a few days, our Wenxue will be married to his wife."
Sure enough, the next day, the anecdote about Zhu Yufeng's pursuit of Wen Xue spread throughout the school. Although Beiqing University is one of the best institutions of higher learning in the country, young people are young people after all, and they are eager for such romantic things. A large number of students suddenly
I rushed to the cafeteria of the Department of Mathematics to get food, just to take a look at the cold-faced girl who was unmoved by the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine roses.
Business in the cafeteria was booming, but Wen Xue couldn't bear to be disturbed. Fortunately, Master Zhang helped and opened the back door to let her escape. Unexpectedly, not long after she came out, she met Zhu Yufeng head-on.
"Wen Xue, would you like to hear me say a few words?" Zhu Yufeng's eyes were dark, probably because he didn't sleep well last night, and his voice was hoarse and low. Wen Xue was startled, but he still stood still and asked cautiously.
: "Classmate, is something wrong?"
"I know what I did has caused trouble to you. I'm sorry. I didn't want to do this, but I did it by accident. I don't know what happened to me." Zhu Yufeng shook his head as he spoke.
I want to get rid of endless worries.
Wen Xue bit her lip and lowered her head to leave. Zhu Yufeng quickly said: "I heard about you. I sympathize with your family situation and admire you very much. I want you to be my girlfriend. We
Let’s face the difficulties together, okay?”
Wen Xue raised his head, shook his head and said, "Not good."
"Why?"
"First of all, I don't want to talk about friends now. Secondly, I don't need your sympathy. Finally, I don't like you. I'm sorry." After Wen Xue finished speaking, he left the stunned Zhu Yufeng and left.
Zhu Yufeng's face turned green and red from time to time. In his eighteen years of life, no girl had ever spoken to him like this, but this also made him feel unwilling to admit defeat.
"Is it because of Han Bing?" Zhu Yufeng asked loudly from behind Wen Xue.
Wen Xue stopped, turned around and said, "Isn't there something more important in your mind than falling in love?"
The contempt in his tone was unmistakable, and Zhu Yufeng was stunned because he found that Wen Xue's eyes looked at him with a hint of pity, which made him extremely uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do about it.
"Okay, I believe you don't want to be friends now, but I won't give up. One day you will find that I am the one who loves you the most!" Zhu Yufeng looked at Wen Xue's back and saw this sentence, feeling resentful.
's left.
…
At the Capital International Airport, Liu Ziguang put Li Jianguo and Chen Martin on the Airbus flight to Luanda and returned to the hotel alone. News was playing on the TV on the airport bus, and a short international news item attracted his attention.
"The political situation in the West African country of Sissadamoa has deteriorated again. The president of the military government, Jean Kuba, declared a state of emergency in the capital and sent government troops to encircle and suppress the anti-government forces, mainly members of the former royal family. A large number of foreign nationals fled San Juan. Our country
The Embassy in Angola confirmed that the Chinese medical team performing international medical assistance missions in Angola is safe and sound."
Liu Ziguang's heart moved, and he couldn't help but think of the letter Fang Fei wrote to him, "The car to Luanda is about to leave..." Could it be that the medical team performing the mission in West Sadamoa is the one Fang Fei is on?
An unknown feeling came to his mind, and Liu Ziguang stood up and shouted: "Stop!" Before the bus drove onto the highway, the driver thought he was in a hurry and pulled over. Liu Ziguang said thank you, jumped out of the car, and went straight to the bus.
After getting a car back to the airport, we went directly to the AnAir counter to find the nearest flight to Luanda.
"Sorry sir, the nearest flight is next week," the Angola Airlines staff said.
The most convenient way to go to Western Sadamoa is to fly directly to Luanda, and then transfer to San Juan. Now that you can’t buy a ticket to Luanda, you can only settle for the next best thing, but Africa requires a visa on arrival for Chinese passports.
There were not many countries, and Liu Ziguang didn't have his Hong Kong passport with him. In desperation, he took out his mobile phone and searched online, and found that there was only one country that was most suitable. The Republic of Benin in West Africa exempted Chinese passports from visa. Cotto was furious.
There may also be flights to San Juan from the international airport.
By coincidence, Air China happened to have a flight to Cotonu, which was about to take off in two hours. Liu Ziguang quickly purchased the ticket and boarded the flight to Africa without carrying any luggage.
After a day and night flight, the plane finally arrived in the Republic of Benin in western Africa. Cotonu International Airport is one of the important airports in Africa. The airport is bustling with people coming and going. Although the terminal building is very air-conditioned,
Liu Ziguang, who was wearing a woolen suit, still felt uncomfortable all over.
But the customs officers were used to it and casually stamped his passport and let him go. Liu Ziguang swiped his card at the airport duty-free shop and bought a pair of sunglasses, a short-sleeved floral shirt, cargo shorts, and high-top jungle cotton socks.
He had boots and a sun hat, so the RMB in his wallet was of course of no use. Fortunately, he still had a visa card to use.
After changing his clothes, he threw the Armani suit directly to the beggar. Liu Ziguang went straight to the information desk. The official language of Benin is French. Liu Ziguang could communicate normally with his little French skills. After some questioning, he
I learned that the route to San Juan has been interrupted, and now the only way to go to Western Saddamoa is by land.
"But I'm in a hurry, please help me." Liu Ziguang handed over a ten-dollar bill.
"Oh, that's right sir, maybe there is someone who can help you. I'll give you the address." The black guy's attitude became enthusiastic and he said with a white tooth.
Following the staff's instructions, Liu Ziguang took a taxi to a dilapidated house near the airport. The place was lush with trees, black children were running all over the ground, and African ladies in colorful national costumes were walking around carrying buckets. The sky was dazzlingly blue.
The hot sun makes people's skin feel hot and exotic.
Liu Ziguang knocked on the door, but no one answered, so he pushed the door open and went in. Under the awning, a red-skinned white man was lying on a chair and snoring. His whole body was filled with the smell of rum. In his open shirt, there were golden body hair.
The African sun shone brightly, and a black dog lay at his feet, looking curiously at the strange guest.
"Excuse me, sir." Liu Ziguang said.
The white man continued to snore. Liu Ziguang looked around. There was oil everywhere. There was a car engine to be repaired on the operating table. The wrench and screwdriver were lost on the floor. He found a wrench and knocked it on the metal table, making a buzzing sound.
, the black dog suddenly jumped up and barked. The white man also opened his eyes and stared at Liu Ziguang suspiciously.
"Mr. Mulligan?" Liu Ziguang asked politely in French.
"It's me, what's the matter with you?" Mulligan replied angrily in English with a strong South African accent. His nose was red, and the workshop was filled with the smell of rum. It seemed that he had drunk a lot before.
"That's right, I heard that you operate a route to San Juan." Liu Ziguang also changed to English and said, but he spoke with an authentic London accent.
"Listen, yellow guy, I don't want to go to San Juan anymore. Those black bastards almost destroyed my plane, so you'd better find someone else to go." Mulligan refused outright.
"But I have something urgent and I have to rush to San Juan. My friend is there and I will pay you a high price." Liu Ziguang said patiently.
"I know you Japanese monkeys are rich, but I don't want to do that. Please leave my territory, or I will ask my Jennifer to receive you." The rude Mulligan did not buy it at all, but looked at him in disbelief.
He looked at the Winchester repeater hanging on the wall and threatened Liu Ziguang.
Liu Ziguang shrugged and said he had nothing to do: "Well, I wish you good luck, Mr. Mulligan." After that, he turned around and left.
Mulligan spat, took out a sterling silver flask from his arms, and continued to pour rum into his mouth, but the Asian man turned around quickly, pushed him to the wall, and grabbed Mulligan's arm.
The throat said: "Listen, you old drunkard, I am going to San Juan right now. If you, the son of a bitch, dare to say even half a word of "no", I will take out your liver and chop it into pieces and feed it to your black dog."
eat!"
Mulligan's face turned the color of pig liver, his eyes were bulging, and he held his hand against the wall as a sign of surrender. Only then did Liu Ziguang let go of his hand and said, "Also, I'm not a Japanese monkey, I'm Chinese!"
"Oh, God, damn Chinese, you are actually a Chinese." Old Mulligan looked at Liu Ziguang with incredible eyes and said.
"Is there a problem?" Liu Ziguang asked fiercely.
"No, when my father was serving in the South African Air Force, he had dealt with the Chinese in North Korea and experienced your hardships. Okay, Chinaman, how much do you plan to pay to hire old Mulligan and old Jenny?"