Zhang Siyuan

I always feel that Zhang Siyuan, who is burly, has a tendency to dress up in a feminine manner. He likes to wear down jackets, apply imported skin care products, and wears his head and shines his shoes when he goes out. He is busy for a long time, "Brother, please send me my sunglasses, okay? Just on the coffee table, I've already put on my shoes, haha."

"The blue one or pink one?"

"Blue, no, pink, it's better to use warm colors in winter. Thank you, brother, I knew you were kind to me, and I would like to invite you to hot pot next day. Bye!" He closed the door and came out.

I once suspected that he had a homosexual tendency. But Li Mao's words interrupted my judgment: "This playboy still wants to take the postgraduate entrance examination, but I don't know which girl he has flirted with. Brother, you must stick to a fine tradition in this house and strictly prohibit him from taking girls back to our house for sex. The guy who rented a house before you came almost beat him up for this!"

"Why? Is it not normal to have sex in love?"

"Normal nonsense! Their movement was too great, and they treated us as deaf people, which made them hear it upstairs and downstairs. The next day I was embarrassed to face the eyes of my neighbors. It was not a big mistake for the guy to be a little superstitious. He got up to go to the toilet at night and found that the door of the little boy was not closed. It was in that matter. According to the rules of his hometown, he saw that this thing was unlucky and became furious."

"Did that guy leave for this reason?"

"It's not that this has never happened again. He moved away because his company sent him to work in Shenzhen. Last month, he returned to the headquarters and asked us to have a meal."

The above is the conversation I had the next day when I came to this house.

In fact, this is an accidental phenomenon. After more than a month of observation, I found that Zhang Siyuan was actually very serious in his studies. At least he had to do more than an hour of questions every day (if he came back) and memorize English for half an hour. Occasionally, he would like to pick up a girl (it was the night when he didn't come back), which is not an exaggeration.

"You are wrong, brother. With his foundation as a second-tier university like him, if you want to get into the postgraduate entrance examination, you have to become a dog."

"What dog?"

"Single dog, postgraduate entrance examination dog! I have examined him, and his foundation is poor. How much energy does it take to make up for the basics? It makes the woman excited. Can you concentrate on memorizing words without getting tired of yourself, and want to compete with these many people? Brother, I think you are also an ambitious person, so I also advise him, at least he calls us brother, right?"

I couldn't help but laugh. Can love be controlled? Didn't I make a mistake myself? What's even more funny is that if the guy was superstitious before, then I'm an upgraded version of superstitiousness? Is this fate? I have to take a look at the Feng Shui of my house first.

Later, I realized that Zhang Siyuan pursued girls not for love, but for sex. He was energetic and wealthy, and wanted everything. Although he was not a rich second generation, his family was still wealthy. His father was a department-level cadre, and his mother opened a small advertising company with two systems, complementing each other. He had only one son, and he was full of desire. How could he have a lack? From this perspective, he was still a promising young man. At least he wanted to improve his studies and work hard in his actions.

Isn’t a young man born after watching Korean dramas immersed in anime and computer games, chasing the group, wearing tights, whitening and skin care, and taking care of his hairstyle. Isn’t this the character of their generation?

Sure enough, Zhang Siyuan treated her to another guest that day. The reason was that she was really cold today, and wanted to warm up the hot pot and talk to her brother. We found a Sichuan hot pot restaurant, and we ate first. Li Mao said on the phone that he would have to work overtime and come directly after that.

Zhang Siyuan ordered a shuangshuo pot bottom and asked, "Don't Li Mao eat spicy food?"

"He doesn't eat anything, I'm afraid you can't eat him, so he won't be happy if he doesn't have spicy food."

"Then who eats this white soup?"

"Me." "Are you Jiangxi people afraid of eating spicy food?" "What, our food is not inferior to that of Sichuan and Hunan. There is a saying: Sichuan people are not afraid of spicy food, Hunan people are not afraid of spicy food, Jiangxi people are not afraid of spicy food. I haven't eaten it for the past two years. It's not that it's bad for the skin, I'm afraid of acne and nausea."

I subconsciously touched my face, but fortunately, I didn't have a big hair. A young man said that skin care was so righteous, wasn't you surprised or surprised?

The incident happened at this moment, and the hot pot soup came over. When Zhang Siyuan politely bowed to express his gratitude to the serving girl, an accident happened. The serving girl did not expect that the warm man would get up subconsciously, and suddenly retreated backwards and pour the soup.

The waiter's clothes were covered with red sweat on one side and sleeves. Fortunately, he didn't get the ironing clothes, but the ironing clothes were the waiter's own. Their so-called work clothes were just a cloak sent by the restaurant.

The young man immediately stood up and said to the terrified little girl, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's good if I didn't get the hot hands. I'll pay you how much the clothes cost."

"I'm sorry, sir, I'll just wash the clothes."

"How can I wash it well after the oil is burned? No, can I give you 500 yuan?"

"I really don't need it, thank you"

Speaking of this, Zhang suddenly raised his body and said to me: "Brother, sit for a while, I'll come when I go." After that, he went out like a wind. After a while, he came back and came in with a silver and dusty down jacket, found his younger sister and said: "I guess you are 1.6 meters tall. I bought a number XXX. I don't know if you are suitable."

The little sister nodded, but was embarrassed to accept it. After many refusals, the little sister accepted it. I suddenly felt incredible: "How do you know what size she is wearing?" "I always buy clothes, and I guess the model is still confident."

I suddenly felt that because I was poor, I never paid attention to what number I wore when I bought clothes. Just try it, and it would probably be the same. Not to mention estimating other people's numbers. Different from the background and class, the gap between basic skills is really big.

So, how did such a warm man be trained? It turned out that his father was a college graduate in his early years, and his mother was also well-educated and polite. He grew up in a happy family with no worries about food and clothing. He received full of love, so what he gave was full of love. In this world, he saw kindness and what he got was also beautiful. Therefore, warm man was not trained in one day, but was influenced by a good environment for a long time.

Of course, he later asked for the little girl's QQ and occasionally chatted with her, which is a story later.

After I drank two bottles of beer, Li Mao came. He also brought a colleague, no one went to investigate the name of anyone. Anyway, I was a little thirsty.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors, the little girl came again and gave her a plate of tripe and a plate of yellow throat. These were all expensive dishes. We were surprised: "We only ordered one, why did you serve again?" "I gave it to you, thank you, brother." After that, she walked away.

Li Mao was confused and whispered: "Zhang Siyuan, you kid, don't even let go of serving the younger sister?"

Zhang Siyuan lowered his head and blushed: "Brother Li, who do you think of me?"

I was not afraid of high school when watching the show, so I started to cheer: "Please let me recite the poem: Twenty-year-old brother, why are you pretending to be good? Why are you stunned when you throw it to you? You disappeared from the dogtail grass on the hillside, and was stirred up by the spring breeze. You didn't see the little crucian carp in the river, and its gills were blown open by the spring breeze."

"Spring is here, and the white polar bear has entered the mating season~~" Li Mao's Shandong Mandarin imitates Zhao Zongxiang's animal world and pushes comedy to a climax.

On the way back, the cold wind woke up my reason, and I said to Zhang Siyuan cautiously: I'm sorry!

"It's okay, brother, just be happy!"

"It's good for everyone to be happy." Why haven't I ever had this mentality? I either face others carefully and suppress my anger; or I arrogantly fool others and protect my fragile self-esteem. Is this not a good choice in my psychological corner? Am I a little abnormal?

I think I have never been so calm and truly happy. The pressure of survival since childhood has prevented me from relaxing, so I forgot that I am so beautiful and simple.

Later, I learned that Zhang Siyuan really treated the waiter as a friend (not a girlfriend). When she was unhappy on QQ, he gave her spiritual chicken soup; when she wanted to change jobs, he gave her suggestions; when she was going back to her hometown for the New Year, he helped her book train tickets~~~.

But he never went to that hot pot restaurant to spend money again. I asked him why, and he said, "I can't stand the delivery of food. How much money does she earn?"
Chapter completed!