It was still some time before dinner, so Du Ling suggested that everyone go to the Internet cafe to kill time and relive their youth. What they got was ridicule from friends, although Du Ling was obviously joking. But then a few people did something more boring than the Internet cafe.

I actually went to the school gate to take a group photo.

Du Ling's new phone contains photos of friends from several years ago. Although they were ridiculed as fake friendships, everyone is still willing to review and compare them to laugh at each other for being stupid. The quality of the photos of everyone riding bicycles in the heavy rain is very poor.

But it's obvious that the Jiuchun Gang at that time was much younger than it is now.

Lu Linqi lamented that time is like a butcher's knife. Four or five years ago, Du Ling was really young and invincible. She was loved by everyone and blossomed. The childish past of beauty and misfortune was still vivid in her mind, but: "...now, it seems a little bit...

It’s gone through vicissitudes of life.”

Du Ling herself didn't care about the change in appearance, but Zhang Yang scolded Lu Lin for not understanding maturity, but he didn't get Du Ling's gratitude.

The two female classmates invited by Du Ling were quite generous and came to make new friends without much reservation. Both girls looked like ordinary college students and were not as good-looking as Du Ling said.

The Jiuchun Gang did not embarrass Du Ling, and they behaved quite competently. Xu Wei’s Zhejiang University can be admired. As for Yang Jingxing, Lu Lin may have rushed to introduce him as a vagrant out of a sense of protection, and said he was doing business.

of.

Du Ling introduced her seriously: "Conservatory of Music, studying piano and composition."

The girl from Shandong was obviously polite: "It's amazing." After all, she hasn't left school yet, so her politeness was a bit stiff, but her smile couldn't tell that she just fell in love.

The little girl from Deyang, Sichuan is exaggerated but more natural: "Wow, so handsome... never heard you say that?" She is less than 1.6 meters tall and wants to look up to everyone.

Lu Lin understood Du Ling: "She must only be talking about Zhang San, the fourth master is nothing..."

This time it was revealed that Zhang Yang had invited Shandong girls to dinner before, and Yang Jingxing also wanted to denounce and condemn...

Such a group of people found a place to sit down and chat. Yang Jingxing and Xu Wei seemed to have been fooled. Du Ling did not introduce the classmates to the brothers, but asked the brothers to spend time with the classmates who were about to leave. She even blatantly asked the two handsome guys to be enthusiastic

Be more proactive: "...Why are we calling you here? Don't be shy, okay?"

Xu Wei and Yang Jingxing were really embarrassed, but the two girls were fine. It seemed they didn't mind resisting Du Ling's kindness, but they were just a little uncomfortable with it.

Lu Lin and Zhang Rou set an example of intimacy, and then Lu Lin reminded Du Ling: "You and Zhang San are still in a cold war, how can they be so embarrassed..."

Yang Jingxing and Xu Wei both confirmed that Du Ling's words were indeed the reason.

Zhang Yang was loyal and a brother, so he showed his goodwill to Du Ling with a shy face, regardless of the past grudges. Du Ling also knew the general situation and did not embarrass Zhang Yang in front of so many people.

Zhang Yang was really of the same mind as Du Ling, and actually seriously suggested that everyone split up one by one to speed up the progress. This seemed to be a bit much, which made Du Ling's classmates embarrassed.

Lu Lin understood and allowed Zhang Yang and Du Lin to act alone. After all, he couldn't bear to see his brother and a woman kneeling down to beg for mercy and admit their mistakes.

However, Du Ling supported Zhang Yang, thinking that they could have a chance encounter, and was happy for Yang Jingxing and Xu Wei. Zhang Yang also used statistics to bluff people, which meant that he regarded friendship as a goal and split up first.

Promoting it as a team is definitely much more efficient than everyone swarming into trouble as soon as they start...

Du Ling also pulled the strings and asked the Shandong girls to take Yang Xing around the campus with winking words: "...You are all injured people and you have a common language."

The Shandong girl denied that she was not injured, but she seemed to have no objection to the matching arrangement.

Yang Jingxing also had a tough talk, and said: "...can I talk to classmate Wang Shuji? I like girls from Sichuan."

Although Yang Jingxing obviously gave up the man with better figure and appearance to Xu Wei, his friends still yelled at the four masters for not showing appreciation. The Shandong girls also laughed: "...I am so sad."

Xu Weihui reconciled: "I feel sad when you say that."

The Shandong girl quickly regretted: "No, no!"

But the Sichuan girl was really embarrassed, even nervous: "Let's all chat together, I'm not very good at chatting..."

Lu Lin comforted: "The four masters know how to do it, there is no way the four masters can't..."

Seriously, we agreed to meet again at six o'clock, and there was still more than an hour of free time. The Shandong girl was very enthusiastic, and she took Xu Wei away, like a hospitable tour guide.

Yang Jingxing and Wang Shuji were abandoned by their friends, and Wang Shuji was desperate: "The school is so big... you should come often."

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "I haven't been here twice, and I haven't seen it well. Let's just take a walk...Have you been to Puyin?"

"Puyin?" Wang Shujiao seemed to have never heard of it, and then he remembered: "Oh, the Conservatory of Music... I have never been there."

Yang Jingxing showed Wang Shujiao how big Puyin was, and then said: "...you still talk about the size of the teacher. Don't be so modest in the future. I think you are mocking our Puyin."

"Haha..." Wang Shuji smiled, then restrained himself: "No...professional schools are different...you major in piano and composition?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Yes."

Wang Shujiao was obviously deliberate: "So handsome...can you play the guitar?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "If you can fool me twice, you don't count as a master..."

Wang Shuji was a little disappointed: "Where's the composition? Piano music?"

It was those clichés and industry gaps again. Wang Shujiao asked Yang Jingxing if he played the piano very well, and told her some piano pieces that she was familiar with, such as "Dream Wedding", but it was rare to know that composing music was not songwriting.

Yang Jingxing also explained that by profession, Du Ling and his educational technology majors did not train all educators, nor did the piano department and composition department train musicians. He was just an ordinary music worker. Although most of them

Most of the fruits of a musician's labor do not have the luck of being well-known, but they are not meaningless.

Wang Shujiao should be quite outgoing, but not worldly. In fact, he is willing to chat, but he is not very good at chatting: "Do you have any classmates from Sichuan?"

"Yes." Yang Jingxing pointed out: "Many...many singers came from Sichuan..." There are indeed many examples. The four masters also spoke highly of Sichuan's music industry, music bar culture and so on.

Only then did Wang Shuji know that the famous singer So-and-so was originally from Sichuan, and his face was a little proud: "Do you know the specific place? Is there one in Deyang?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "You should know this better than me."

Wang Shujie only knows a few actors and entertainers, not singers in the strict sense, because she is not from Deyang City, but from the county below. A simple summary is: "...from the countryside."

Yang Jingxing breathed a sigh of relief: "No wonder Du Ling and I are both country kids."

Wang Shujiao refused to get too close. In her opinion, her hometown is the real countryside. It sounds very simple and simple, with no industrial factories or anything like that, and beautiful mountains and clear waters...

Yang Jingxing reminded: "You are showing regional discrimination."

"No." Wang Shuji chuckled: "...I miss home."

Yang Jingxing knew the same thing: "Want something to eat? Hot pot."

Wang Shuji was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Yes... not just hot pot, there are many, many, many kinds!"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I've never been there. I'll try it again when I have the chance."

"Warm welcome." Wang Shujiao really said: "You and Du Ling go together, I treat you to a meal, morning, noon and night will be different for a week, it will open your eyes!"

Yang Jingxing smiled nonchalantly: "I have a friend who runs a Sichuan restaurant in Jing'an. They also make barbecue and grilled fish. The business is very good, and I think the taste is also very good..."

Wang Shuji couldn't wait: "Is he a Sichuan chef? Is it authentic?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "They are from Meishan. Anyway, I think it is delicious. I want you to comment on whether it is authentic or not..."

Wang Shujiao nodded: "Meishan, oh, it should be a bit authentic."

Yang Jingxing laughed: "When we first met, I asked them why they came all the way to Puhai to do business. It's too far away from home. Yidu is not very good. We all know it is a city of gourmet food... Do you know

Why?"

Wang Shuji shook his head: "Why?"

Yang Jingxing was a little angry: "They said it's hard to do business in Yidu. Their colleagues are too good and their customers are too picky. Their cooking skills are not qualified to open a restaurant in Yidu. Only when they come to Puhai, everyone has never tasted or seen anything good."

…”

Wang Shujiao clapped his hands proudly before he even finished listening: "That's right! That's so right!"

Yang Jingxing asked: "You can eat spicy food, right?"

Wang Shujiao looked down on himself: "I was the last unknown person in my hometown, but here I dominate the department."

Yang Jingxing hehehe.

Wang Shujiao felt a little embarrassed again: "But everyone thinks that their hometown has the best taste."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Yeah, so it's best to go home."

Wang Shujiao became a little gloomy: "It turned out that I wanted to come out..."

It’s back to reality again. Wang Shujiang wanted to go back to his hometown because he couldn’t find a satisfactory job in Puhai. In the end, he still had to rely on his parents. Wang Shujiang had many choices in his hometown. He could go back to Deyang or stay in Yidu. His aunt could do it.

Helped arrange for her to work in a bank in Yidu, but because she does not have a strong background, the grassroots work in the bank will be very hard and torturous. Wang Shujiao is still hesitating and struggling...

Wang Shujiao threatened Yang Jingxing: "...Many graduates cry in private during the first two years of working in banks and cannot hold on."

What Yang Jingxing is concerned about is: "What does your aunt do?"

Wang Shujiao said: "Branch president, second-level branch."

Yang Jingxing pretended to understand: "Very good, you arrived in Yidu early to work?"

Wang Shujiang nodded: "Yes, he is eight years younger than my father, got married later, and his children have just entered junior high school."

Yang Jingxing understood: "My aunt feels very sorry for my niece."

Wang Shujia nodded: "Do you have an aunt?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "No, I envy others."

Wang Shujiu chuckled: "It's not bad, because my aunt didn't have a baby until I was ten years old. During the summer and winter vacations, I can go to Yidu to play with my brother. But I'm also happy, and I have a lot of pocket money!"

Yang Jingxing hehe: "Then you are also very familiar with Yidu."

Wang Shujiao: "Much more familiar than Pu Hai."
To be continued...