After four hours of turbulence, the bus finally arrived at Hangcheng South Bus Station.

After getting off the bus, Wang Yongren stretched his hands, picked up his luggage bag, went to the taxi stand, and got into a taxi: "Master, go to Wulin Gate."

In the past, Wang Yongren wouldn't mind taking a bus and enjoying the scenery of Hangzhou, but now it's after five o'clock and he has to eat.

What's more, he is now an author with 260,000 pre-sale sales. What's wrong with taking a taxi?

After paying a fare of 30 yuan, Wang Yongren got off the taxi and found a nearby Home Inn, where he spent 108 yuan to get a single room with a window.

Apart from anything else, the cost of hotel accommodation in Hangzhou is really expensive.

Just for this room, the one in Lido doesn’t cost RMB 50.

"I arrived in Hangzhou and just checked into the hotel."

Sitting in a Shaxian snack shop, Wang Yongren ordered a can of soybean rice and chicken drumsticks, and took his mobile phone to send a message to classmate Liu.

"have you eaten?"

The female classmate's message was replied instantly, and Wang Yongren also quickly replied: "I haven't put my things down yet, and I just wanted to send you a message."

Regardless of whether the first thing is to eat or send a message to a female classmate, normal people will use the latter reason.

Of course, except for those straight men who can't even be tied up with steel bars.

"I have just finished eating. You should remember to eat well when you are out alone."

"OK."

After sending the message to his female classmate, Wang Yongren looked through his unread text messages and saw one from Senior Sister Su: "Are you in Hangzhou?"

After thinking about it, Wang Yongren replied: "Just arrived."

"Have you had dinner?"

Senior Sister Su's message was also responded to in seconds. Wang Yongren did not reply immediately. Instead, he finished the set meal slowly, paid the bill and walked back to the hotel before replying: "I just finished dinner and am going back to the hotel."

"Why don't you go see the night view of Hangzhou at night? For example, the West Lake."

After receiving the reply from her junior, Su Qiuyi, who was resting in the living room of her grandma's house, quickly replied.

When I was waiting for the other party's reply just now, whatever TV series my sister chose was boring and too childish.

"What a great idea. I'll go to the West Lake to see the beauties in Hangzhou."

Seeing the senior sister's reply so quickly, Wang Yongren no longer deliberately delayed replying, and turned towards the West Lake while typing.

Anyway, he didn't bring his laptop here today, and the 108-yuan Home Inn room didn't come with a computer, so he couldn't sleep when he got back to the hotel. As for watching TV, haha.

It would be better to go for a stroll by the West Lake and enjoy the scenery of the lake and mountains, as well as the unique scenery in summer.

"snort."

When Su Qiuyi saw the text message replied by her junior, she couldn't help but hum, and quickly replied: "Okay, let's see if there is anyone more beautiful than me, and I might as well ask for my contact information."

"Hey, sister, you can't reply like this."

At some point, Su Qiutang had already laid down behind the sofa where her sister was sitting, taking a clear view of the content of the text message, and then commented with some irony.

"It's adult business, you kid, don't look at it."

Subconsciously covering her phone, Su Qiuyi glared at her peeking sister and educated her righteously.

"Tch, I don't care about watching it. If I weren't worried about your first love, why would I bother so much?"

With a sneer, Su Qiutang returned to the sofa next to him with disdain.

"..."

Unexpectedly, her sister, who was seven years older, would be despised by her younger sister. Su Qiuyi's face turned red, and then she asked, "What do you think we should do?"

It had been so long since she had yet to let her junior classmate express her feelings. She also felt that her love skills were a bit rough and she didn't feel ashamed to ask.

"You should say: If the girls in Hangzhou are not as beautiful as me, I will show you when I come back. You can wear whatever uniform you want!"

Upon hearing the elder sister's surrender, Su Qiutang immediately started giving instructions excitedly.

In her opinion, the elder sister is still too reserved when facing her younger brother who has competition.

Love must be fought for by yourself.

Only the victor is qualified to stand in front of his former opponents, feeling calm and calm.

Just like every exam she took in Yanjing High School, she was always first in the class. In her eyes, there was no difference between second place and last place.

"......roll."

After listening to her sister's suggestion, Su Qiuyi straightened her head and spat out one word.

"Hmph, if a dog bites Lu Dongbin, it doesn't know a good heart."

Wrinkling her nose, Su Qiutang ignored her sister and continued watching TV.

"Are the girls in Hangzhou pretty?"

After making sure that her sister didn't come over to peek, Su Qiuyi sent a message to her junior classmate.

"I haven't arrived at West Lake yet, but the girls in short skirts on the road are pretty."

Wang Yongren, who was waiting at the traffic light, read the text message, then looked at the young girls next to him wearing short skirts and black stockings, and expressed his thoughts.

It's just different in big cities. There are many more girls who like to wear stockings.

He has no intention of actively pursuing his sister-in-law, and Wang Yongren is not afraid of leaving a bad impression on her.

Or, it would be good for everyone to leave some bad impressions and keep the relationship between the two as close friends.

“Short skirt??!!”

After savoring the information contained in her junior's text message, Su Qiuyi's mind flashed back to the junior school girl's usual style of wearing denim skirts.

Could it be that that tone is what the other party likes?

Or, she can choose a few summer dresses with short skirts.

...

It was not clear where his sister-in-law's idea was. Wang Yongren spent twenty minutes walking to the edge of the West Lake. Looking around, there were indeed many girls in short skirts and stockings, which was definitely not comparable to that of the small city of Lido.

Although he came to West Lake many times to see the scenery in his previous life, Wang Yongren had different gains and insights every time.

There is no doubt that men's hobbies are always the same and they all like eighteen-year-old girls.

Every time I come here, there will be different styles, different looks, and different looks.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the same youthfulness and beauty.

"A glass of jorma, remove the ice."

Arriving at a certain Buck's shop by the West Lake, Wang Yongren spent 30 yuan and ordered a large cup of coffee, ready to sit here and kill some time.

Although Wang Yongren is a typical patriotic young man in the new century and supports state-owned brands from the bottom of his heart, when it comes to the choice of low-end and mid-range coffee, it has to be said that certain Buck's coffee has a unique taste and is not easy to get tired of.

In the next ten years, chain brands focusing on coffee will emerge one after another. In Wang Yongren's personal opinion, the taste is a little worse than that of a certain Buck, including Luckin, which has chain stores all over the country.

In addition to being a little expensive for ordinary people like him, a certain Buck can indeed be regarded as a fighter among low-end and mid-range coffee.

Soon, after getting the coffee, Wang Yongren went to the glass window on the second floor and found a seat to sit down, looking out at the unique scenery passing downstairs.

Occasionally I look up and see a few 'elite people' with laptops, dressed in professional attire, drinking coffee and not forgetting their work, quite a metropolitan style.

The young man wearing a suit with trousers and a short-sleeved shirt was filtered directly. A certain professional elite girl wearing a black short skirt suit and black stockings actually made Wang Yongren look at her a few more times.

She has average looks and is quite plump, but she is still a little behind his female classmates. She is more mature and has the bonus of professional attire.

It's still 2006, and the public's aesthetics are quite simple. In the small city of Lido, you don't usually see many girls wearing stockings on the street. Only the areas where neon lights flash at night are a little denser.

But in the atmosphere of that occasion, men's aesthetics and mentality of looking at whether a girl is wearing stockings are completely different.

"Handsome guy, is there anyone here?"

Just as Wang Yongren was looking out the window in a daze, a voice came from next to him.

He turned around and looked at the mature girl in professional attire that he had looked at before. Wang Yongren's angle was just right for him to observe the quality of her stockings up close. There were some flaws, and they were not from Balenciaga.

But, stockings that can be torn are the best.

What man would be interested in someone who doesn't expose his silk threads and can't tear them apart once or twice?
Chapter completed!