When he came to his senses, Caijun, who was sitting opposite him, had already shifted the topic from "The Book of Changes" to Zhou Enlai.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

This talented man from engineering background has an outrageously rich association ability. When he talked about Mendelssohn to Zhoukoudian, Longmenshan and Zhoukoudian, Longmenshan to "The Book of Changes", I was always worried that he would talk about "The Book of Changes" to "The Book of Changes".

Before going out, Zhou Yue, a good friend who made this blind date and had high hopes for him, taught me seriously: "Song Song, this friend of my uncle, is especially admired by talented women, especially those who are like-minded with him. You have to seize the opportunity. When you get him started, take him to Lin Qiao and Han Meimei and wave to keep you out of your anger. That's so refreshing, that's so much a serf who turns over and sings!"

After saying that, I put a big bohemian-style shawl on my shoulder with a market price of 35 yuan and ordered me to replace the flat shoes with a pair of Converse canvas shoes to enhance my credibility as a talented woman.

Since I had never worn a shawl in the past twenty-five years and was not skillful in using it, I accidentally knocked down a cup full of water when I was having a meal with this talented man and knocked down a pair of knife and forks covered with sauce. The talented man frowned with great cultivation.

I shoulder the mission of getting Caijun to get started. In order to live up to Zhou Yueyue's expectations, I did not dare to slack off at all. But the topic was twists and turns, but I could not turn around and turn around. The truth about Guo Jingjing and Tian Liang's breakup or how many wealthy people have Li Jiaxin been with so far. When I was almost desperate, Caijun finally realized that not giving me a chance to speak was a bit contrary to the principle of fairness and equality of this blind date. He held the cup and smiled: "What books do Miss Yan like to read and what music do you listen to?"

I swallowed my last bite of meat: "Reading? Oh, occasionally reading "Jin Ping Mei" or something, listening to songs... I occasionally listen to "Honghushui" or "The Big Sword Chops on the Heads of the Japanese."

Caijun's smile froze on his face. After a moment of silence, he struggled to save the topic: "Does Miss Yan have any other interests?"

I put my fork away and asked him, "Hey, have you heard of Amway?"

Caijun was completely silent.

Caijun's complexion was not very good when paying the bill. It can be seen that he was not very satisfied with me. He felt that the money he paid was meaningless investment, and he lost money. I originally wanted to comfort him that there are many office workers in modern society who are too stressed and have to spend money to ask a psychologist to listen to them every week. The psychologist's two-hour fee is much more expensive than the supper we have today. If he really can't figure it out, he can actually see a psychologist in these two hours. But suddenly I remembered that Zhou Yueyue mentioned this genius more to be more face-saving. I thought about it over and over again and decided to remain silent.

Outside the window, I was following Cai Jun with a shawl wrapped in a shawl. When I passed a dining table, I suddenly felt two sharp gazes. I looked at it reflexively and saw a Chinese and two foreigners. However, in this era when it was difficult to distinguish nationality based on the facial characteristics of the race, it was also possible that it was a Chinese and two Chinese foreigners. Although the possibility of the latter was not very high in common sense.

The Chinese young man who gave me a sharp gaze. For a moment, I felt that this gaze might be aimed at me, but the next moment, I immediately denied my hypothesis. Isn’t it often performed on TV? The beauty waved her hand across the street and made various suggestive and tempting actions at the protagonist. When the protagonist ran over happily to take advantage of the beauty, the hot beauty pouted and shouted "Honey" while happily threw herself into the arms of the macho man standing behind the protagonist...

Every movie by Zhou Xingxing has conveyed this central idea to us for decades: "It is a very sad thing to express a wrong feeling."

According to Zhou Xingxing's law, the terminal of the sight of this handsome Chinese or a handsome Chinese man must be connected to a shocking beauty. I objectively admired the beauty of this handsome man, turned his eyes to the hero, turned his head back and took two steps forward, just in time to catch up with the pace of the talent who paid tonight.

Caijun and I broke up peacefully at the entrance of the restaurant. He did not ask me for the phone number. I understood this point. But what was infuriating was that he did not intend to send me home, but he called a taxi wishfully and insisted on stuffing me in. This forced me to spend eleven more in vain. I could have walked to the opposite bus station and took bus No. 230 directly to the entrance of the community.

When I was taking a shower, I seemed to hear the rustling sound of the wind blowing the leaves outside the window. As the night wind in late autumn, it was blowing a little violently tonight.

I vaguely felt that the handsome guy in the restaurant who was squirting me with his eyes looked familiar. When I wiped my hair, I suddenly felt blessed and remembered that he looked like the rumored boyfriend of a female star that Yan Lang liked. Yan Lang pointed it to me on TV two days ago, no wonder he looked familiar. What did the man call Qin? I decided to wait for Yan Lang to come back from the math olympic cram school to ask him.

Halfway through my hair, Zhou Yueyue scratched the door outside and shouted my name. The door was so terrible that I had to put down the towel and go to pick her up.

Zhou Yueyue poured a glass of water indignation, took a sip indignation, pointed at my forehead indignantly, and said, "You are a promising, you are just now, the young man called me and scolded me, saying that he clearly asked to introduce a talented woman, but I made a revolutionary lust for him. I won't say it, it's still an Amway seller. Tell me what you have done. Didn't I tell you, pretending to be naive and melancholy is not easy to pretend, but it's not easy to pretend to be talented? You don't need to cry at the forty-five degrees angle to the sky. Just nod and smile to respond. For your success, I also lend you my Converse canvas shoes. How disappointing you are, you are unlucky child!"

Although I feel sorry for Zhou Yueyue, I still have to point out a fact: "Your pair of Converse canvas shoes are actually counterfeit, right?"

Zhou Yueyue threw the door and left with anger.

Although this blind date failed miserably, it successfully transformed my outlook on life and world in one aspect.

Before tonight, influenced by many romance novels, I have always had an unrealistic and beautiful fantasy about the word "talented". In my beautiful fantasy, talented must be talented and handsome, just like Takeshi Kaneshiro in "Red Cliff", the grass and trees are sad while chatting and laughing, and the wind and clouds are changing color. Occasionally, they play the piano and lead soldiers, and can also deliver war horses in their spare time.

So when Zhou Yueyue told me that the other party was a talented man, you can imagine how excited I was. But this talented man first subverted my understanding of the word "jun" with his sparse hair and the body shape of a pear, and then used the historical story of Guan Gong fighting Qin Qiong and Zhoukoudian, Longmen Mountain to discover Yuanmouren to overturn my understanding of the word "cai". When I finally adjusted my mentality of listening to time-traveling stories, he once again deeply stimulated me with the exclamation sentence "Sima Qian was completely decayed after being castrated, and his body was completely decayed."

I don't know why this talented man must find a talented woman, but I know that his vision of finding a talented woman is a bit difficult to realize.

Yan Lang came back at half past eight and missed the broadcast of episode 306 of "Naruto" on TV. He got angry for a while. I discussed with him that as long as he could pass the Chinese language test on Friday, he would tell him the password of his computer at home, and he said he would accept it.

The cram school teacher left a question and asked them to think about the question "In ten rooms, nine rooms have lights on and one room has lights off. If you turn the switches of four rooms at the same time, can you turn off the lights in all rooms?" I made him a bowl of fried rice with eggs and sat with him under the light for a while, but before I could think about it, I went to bed first.

I forgot to ask Yan Lang what the rumored boyfriend of the female star he likes is Qin.

Zhou Yueyue didn't talk to me for three days, which gave me unprecedented peace and rare leisure. During this unprecedented peace and rare leisure 72 hours, I let Yu Ahong die in a foreign land with leukemia, thus ending the creation of my novel "The Orphan on the Bamboo House opposite". The editor expressed gratitude. After reading it, he suggested that I rewrite the ending and replace leukemia with tuberculosis. She felt that "The Orphan on the Bamboo House opposite" was a literary work with a strong local atmosphere, and was not suitable for using fashionable leukemia.

, a cultural element with a Korean atmosphere. I sternly rejected her proposal, saying that the integration of rural culture and industrial culture is the general trend. In this work, I need to improve and let multiple cultural elements coexist harmoniously. The editor threatened that if I did not change, the publication of this book would be difficult, and the days when the manuscript fee was transferred to my account would be far away. I counted all the deposits in the Industrial and Commercial Bank Card, Construction Bank Card, China Merchants Bank Card and Agricultural Bank Card in my wallet, and expressed a compromise with the editor.

In the afternoon of the fourth day, Zhou Yueyue sent me a text message, inviting me to eat Bobo Chicken after class. She said that last night on her uncle's birthday, she finally met the talented man who had met me. She felt very sorry for me. She had heard that her uncle praised this talented man like a great man before, so she introduced him to me warmly, but she never expected that this talented man looked like Zhu Yuanzhang, who was a bamboo version. I knew that a mere fat man could not destroy the mountains and edges between Zhou Yueyue and Zhou Yueyue, and he dared to have a deep friendship with Jun Jue, so he happily agreed.

Once a person has a pursuit, time flies, and time passes by. In the painful choice of whether to go to the north gate to eat Chenji Bobo Chicken or the south gate to eat Liaoji Bobo Chicken, the second half of the literary and aesthetics class quietly passed away.

Zhou Yueyue and I expressed our opinions. After some consultation, we finally decided to visit Liao Ji Bobo Chicken, who was in the South Gate.

There was a newsstand at the Nanmen School Gate. Zhou Yueyue suddenly remembered to buy a copy of "Reference News". Afterwards, I regretted that I took the opportunity to go to the toilet and did not stop her impulsive behavior in time.

It is said that in the process of buying a copy of "Reference News", which costs six cents a copy, Zhou Yueyue took a look at a full coated paper luxury magazine with a dignified and elegant handsome man as the cover. This luxury magazine called "Mingzhu" is not a famous book at all, and a thin book costs 36 yuan. Zhou Yueyue, who only brought 40 yuan with him, had originally remembered his oath to invite me to a Bobo Chicken, and was planning to buy this magazine with only the last one tomorrow. However, he didn't know that Cheng Yaojin suddenly appeared halfway and wanted to steal her love, so she resolutely took out the RMB, causing a tragedy of having to treat me to a sesame cake.

I took the sinful magazine and flipped it out. Most of the pictures were hotels and resorts, and it turned out to be a professional architecture magazine.

Before I finished eating the yellow sugar cakes in my hand, I was thinking about why Zhou Yueyue wanted to buy an architecture magazine. Finally, I remembered that she was a graduate student in the Department of Architecture. Zhou Yueyue had this kind of ability and could easily make people forget that she was a graduate student and was actually an architecture department. Whenever I remembered that she was a graduate student in the Department of Architecture, I had to wonder how she passed the exam back then. Of course, it was impossible to draw a conclusion, and could only attribute it to the ninth miracle of the world.

After eating the sesame cakes, we decided to go to the Happy Lin behind the basic teaching building to take a rest.

After the weather turns colder, the Happy Forest does not make couples happy like spring and summer. There are fewer men and women who have no money to check in and fight in the wilderness. The Happy Forest shrouded in the night has a kind of ascetic sorrow.

The insects were ringing. I was about to take out my cell phone to calculate it, to see if I could still pay for Yan Lang this month to buy a cotton coat for winter. Zhou Yueyue, who was still under the street lights, was chanting under the street lights and suddenly shouted, pounced on me and hugged my neck.

A man and a woman walked by under the street light next to her.

The woman said, "Oh, look, lace."

The man said, "Ah! Lace edge! Ah? What is lace edge?"

The woman said, "You don't know the lace edge, L-E-S-B-I-A-N."

The man said: "What is L-E-S-B-I-A-N?"

The woman said angrily: "You don't know what L-E-S-B-I-A-N is. Have you ever passed the CET-4 in English? I won't be with you if you haven't passed the CET-4 in English."

The man said in panic: "I passed the CET-4 English, and I got 79 points. This word is quite familiar, but I can't remember it for a while. Wait, wait, I'll check Wenquxing."

The man took out a BBQ Wenquxing from his schoolbag, and the woman stomped her feet and turned around and ran away. The man packed her schoolbag behind him and shouted, "Xiaoli, come back, I have passed the CET-4 English. If you don't believe me, I'll show you the certificate..."

I patted Zhou Yueyue's back: "Relax quickly, look, others think we are lace."

She let go of my neck, and a light that was almost crazy radiated in her eyes. She said: "Ah... Song Song Song Song Song Song Song Song Song Song Song, Qin Mo actually came to City C, and he actually came to City C. I never thought that I would be lucky enough to breathe the air of the same city with him in my life. What should I do? Song Song Song Song Song, I feel so excited, so excited, so excited, ah... I'm going to be dizzy, so faint..."

I said, "Woman!!! Please stop touching my sweater with your paws stained with yellow sugar!!!"

More than once I heard Zhou Yueyue mention Qin Mo in a worship tone. It is said that this person is a strange flower in the contemporary architecture industry. He is a top student in the Department of Architecture at the MIT. He partnered with him to open his own architectural design firm in New York at the age of 25. He is a practical architect and has made many fine works over the past five or six years. The state art museums and memorial halls in the United States were his works.

I remember that in high school there was a female classmate who scored full marks in math every time. We were all very jealous of her. This female classmate was later admitted to Tsinghua University and went to study abroad the year before yesterday. She went to MIT. I have no impression of her name anymore. At that time, no one called her very name, and she always called her alien affectionately.

When Zhou Yueyue and I left the Happy Forest, we saw Han Meimei climbing behind a big tree and kissing Lin Qiao. The position they were hiding was quite hidden. Zhou Yueyue probably didn't notice it because she was busy previewing her first encounter with Qin Mo, and she was also mild myopia. Although my eyes were also myopia, not only myopia but also astigmatism, it is worth mentioning that my contact lenses matched well.

Zhou Yueyue has been in an extremely excited state, which makes people worry about whether the calories of a sesame cake are enough to support her excitement for one night. Unfortunately, my worries quickly became a reality. She did not eat enough and shamelessly took a meal of soup at our house. Before leaving, she even left a croissant, although I had hinted that it was Yan Lang's breakfast tomorrow morning, although I also hinted more than once.

Yan Lang's Chinese test still did not break through the 80-point mark. Since he started studying composition in the third grade, he has never passed the 80-point test, but he can get more than 95 points in mathematics every time, which seriously violates my genes. I once discussed it with Zhou Yueyue with infinite worries. Yan Lang may not be my biological child. Zhou Yueyue said this is impossible. You see, his English is as bad as yours. Her argument is too strong, and immediately dispelled my doubts.

After eating the noodle soup, Yan Lang took the initiative to brush his own bowl, and then sat down with me, trying to conquer me with his pitiful eyes.

I said, "Yan Lang, you will still get 78 at a time, 78 at a time, 34 at a time, 5 at a time, 78 at a time, and it will be difficult for you to keep this score at the same point."

He said modestly: "Where are you, you have won the award."

So I asked him to brush the bowl that Zhou Yueyue used.

Unable to watch episode 306 of "Naruto", Yan Lang seemed a little disappointed. In order to relieve this loss, he sat on the sofa and flipped through magazines. I sat in front of the computer, preparing to use Baidu's search engine to find the symptoms of tuberculosis in order to modify the ending of "Orphan on the Bamboo House opposite".

Yan Lang suddenly said, pointed to the cover of the magazine in his hand, and said in a tone of hatred of evil: "Isn't this Zheng Mingming's boyfriend? Mom, why do you buy this magazine? I got annoyed when I saw Qin Mo, a man. He is already an old man in his thirties, and he is still embarrassed to have a partner with a girl in his twenties."

The magazine in Yan Lang was exactly what Zhou Yueyue forgot to bring back. I looked carefully at the dignified and elegant handsome man on the cover, and suddenly realized that the handsome man who had shot me with his eyes in the restaurant where he was blind dated with Fat Junjie that night, and the handsome man on the cover of Zhou Yueyue was printed in the same mold.

I coughed, "Isn't I a rumored boyfriend?"
Chapter completed!