Chapter 10 Who dares to call me a scumbag?(1/2)
After everyone finished their meal, it was already eleven o'clock in the night when they walked out of the hotel.
Li Jianchen and Guo Kun said hello and took a taxi home because they were drunk.
The remaining four people, except Gao Yun, didn't drink.
Du Yuan drove a red Audi A5 convertible, and Hu Yue saved some money as a coach over the years and bought a second-hand white POLO.
"I'll take Gao Yun back, and you two should go home too." Du Yuan said.
"Um."
"Okay, goodbye."
Wei Ya waved to the two of them and got on the white POLO with Hu Yue. Before leaving, Hu Yue glanced at Gao Yun with no expression on her face.
Gao Yun pretended not to see it and got into the Audi A5 with Du Yuan.
"How do you feel? Is everything okay?"
Gao Yun yawned: "It's only two bottles of beer, it's okay."
Du Yuan started the car and started driving, and said with a smile: "If you have nothing to do, come and have some drinks with me. You were talking about business just now, and I couldn't even get a word in."
Gao Yun felt a little sleepy, but considering that the two hadn't seen each other for a while and the old classmates wanted to catch up with each other, it seemed a bit unkind to refuse like this.
"Okay, where to go?"
“Yesterday I saw on Moments that there was a Qingdao bar in the new district. The environment seemed pretty good, so I went there.”
Qingba is located at the corner edge of the new area of the city, in a very remote location, and its name is Small Town Story.
The interior decoration of the store is retro, with some soft piano music playing, and guitars, drums and other musical instruments placed in the middle of the stage. However, there is no band playing and no other customers, so it is deserted.
A young couple are the bosses and they immediately greet someone warmly when they see someone coming.
Gao Yun ordered some nuts for snacks, and Du Yuan ordered two glasses of Baileys + vodka drinks, looking very happy.
"This wine is very delicious, have you tried it?"
Gao Yun shook his head. Because it would affect muscle synthesis and fitness status the next day, he rarely drank. He drank no more than five times a year, and it was difficult to give up. This was the second time this year.
"Isn't this wine very strong?"
Even though he doesn't usually drink much and doesn't know much about different types of alcohol, he still vaguely remembers that the alcohol content of vodka is about 40 to 60 degrees, and with this Baileys mixture, the alcohol content may be quite high.
Du Yuan smiled and said, "It'll be fine if you drink less."
In a short time, the snacks and wine ordered by the two of them were all served.
"Sit back a little." The male boss placed the wine in front of the two of them, took a match in his hand, lit the vodka on the top of the cup, and inserted a straw.
What Du Yuan did next was beyond Gao Yun's expectations. She pulled out the straw, picked up the wine glass and drank the still burning wine in one gulp.
"Ha, try it too, it tastes really good after one bite."
Du Yuan finished drinking and eagerly persuaded him.
The corner of Gao Yun's mouth twitched, feeling that he was afraid that something would happen again tonight.
The two of them drank a lot and talked a lot.
Regarding the former school life, the emotional stories of the people around him, and about love and life, Du Yuan is telling more and Gao Yun is listening.
"Actually, I admire you very much, Gao Yun."
Du Yuan was drunk and confused. She took out her mobile phone, opened Gao Yun's WeChat Moments, found a former photo of Gao Yun and looked at it.
That was six years ago, when Gao Yun had not yet started working out. He was a fat man weighing more than 200 pounds, and he was completely different from what he is now. Gao Yun's circle of friends recorded the entire process of change.
Du Yuan was flipping through the photos of Gao Yun's gradual change in figure, and said: "With perseverance, he lost weight and gained muscle, and now he has an eight-pack abs. If he takes the coaching certificate, he will be the first in the province."
"So talented, he can play guitar, hip-hop, write, and shoot videos."
Du Yuan turned to the videos or photos that Gao Yun shared in his circle of friends about playing guitar, dancing, fitness knowledge, modeling work, and winning various honors and signing online novels.
Gao Yun never specifically boasted about these things about himself to Du Yuan, but Du Yuan learned about it by looking through his circle of friends and felt good about him. This is the importance of building a circle of friends.
The first impression accounts for 70% of interactions between people, and modern interactions generally start by adding each other on WeChat. The first thing they do after adding WeChat is to check each other’s circle of friends.
Get to know the other person as a person.
Therefore, WeChat Moments account for 60% of the first impression. It can be said that your Moments are your second face.
If your circle of friends is full of useless and boring things such as advertisements, chicken soup for the soul, games, etc., then others will naturally not have any extra favor and may even lower your score in her heart.
On the other hand, if your circle of friends consists of some beautiful selfies of your life, the beautiful scenery of travel, the honors you have received, the dancing and singing talents you have shown, or even dining in high-end restaurants, the Ferrari logo in your car will be extra exciting.
Good impression, improve your score in her heart.
"He is so motivated. After he passed the public education examination and passed the professional examination, he was still working part-time as a coach and model."
Du Yuan paused and continued: "Now, I have made such a large sum of money by speculating in futures, and I have achieved true financial freedom."
Gao Yun joked: "You are exaggerating too much, and the freedom of wealth is a bit large. Forget it in our small county, in a first- and second-tier city, it is just a matter of housing in a few school districts."
Du Yuan was angry: "Don't interrupt!"
Gao Yun felt that the atmosphere was not right: "Okay, tell me."
Du Yuan took a sip of wine, put down the glass, stared into his eyes, and said seriously: "In your career and daily life, you have always clearly known what you want, and you have worked hard for it step by step."
"What about feelings?"
Du Yuan asked forcefully: "Do you know what kind of girl you like? And do you know which girl around you likes you?"
Gao Yun suddenly wanted to smoke, but he suppressed this idea. He took a sip of wine and said nothing.
Regarding the second question, Gao Yun can probably guess who is interested in him. But for the first question, he really doesn't even have a clue.
Through systematic learning and five failed relationship experiences, Gao Yun's love level has been tempered to a professional level. Now he can deal with various types of women skillfully. He clearly knows what girls in love think and what girls want.
.
But he himself increasingly doesn't know what kind of relationship he wants and what kind of girl he wants.
Beautiful? Rich? Obedient? Good personality? Get along well?
None.
But there is one thing that Gao Yun is probably sure of.
Du Yuan, he doesn't like her enough.
When communicating between adults, sometimes not saying anything is the best answer.
Du Yuanchang exhaled the smell of alcohol and stood up unsteadily: "Pay the bill."
As soon as the two of them walked out of the bar, Du Yuan was blown by the night wind and squatted on the doorstep with her forehead in hand.
Gao Yun stepped forward quickly: "What's wrong?"
Du Yuan covered her head and looked ugly: "I want to vomit. I want to vomit when I see your face. Get away!"
Gao Yun smiled, squatted down, and brought his face closer: "Then spit it out quickly, and you will wake up after you spit out the wine."
Du Yuan looked at him expressionlessly for a few seconds, then suddenly stretched out her hand, put one hand around his neck, hugged his body with the other, and kissed him forcefully.
Gao Yun was unprepared and was successfully attacked by a sneak attack, and in his heart ten thousand grass and mud horses were galloping past.
"This handsome guy actually fell down twice under the same routine!"
"I shouldn't have come to this place!"
"This damn woman is unexpectedly sweet!"
"Woooooooo, it's not that I'm incompetent, it's that the enemy is too cunning!"
"Ding dong~"
The WeChat reminder interrupted the conversation between the two, and Gao Yun secretly took out his phone to take a look.
"Hu Yue; where are you?"
Cursing secretly, Gao Yun quickly clicked the pause button.
"Whose news?"
Gao Yun said calmly: "WeChat movement."
"Tch~" Du Yuan rolled her eyes and didn't ask any further questions. She stood up with difficulty and was about to leave: "Take me home!"
Du Yuan has been living on her own after working. The place she lives in is called Guanhai International, which is a villa community near the seaside, not very close to here.
The two took a taxi and arrived at her door fifteen minutes later.
At this time, Du Yuan was in a state of being unable to take care of herself, talking incoherently and nonsense.
"You are good at everything, except for one thing!"
"Gao Yun, you are a bastard! You are not good at all! You are full of shortcomings!"
"Scumbag, damn scumbag!"
Gao Yun bit the bullet, paid the fare under the driver's lewd smile, carried Du Yuan out of the car, took out the key from her pocket, and tried several times to open the door.
To be continued...