Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 1062 1062. Chinese Week (48)

"Did you have an easy time passing through German customs this time? Was the inspection strict?"

"Not strict, about the same as before." Tong Lele thought for two seconds and answered firmly.

"What about the situation in China? Is it more serious or less serious than in April?"

"How should I put it?" Tong Lele scratched his head. "According to the data in the newspaper, the total number of people who are sick and suspected of being sick is much higher than in April. But now it is disclosed every day, everyone is taking prevention seriously, and everyone from top to bottom is paying attention. In addition, Xiaotangshan has been put into use, and many people recover every day. Overall, I don't think it's as dangerous as it was in April."

The situation described by Tong Lele was similar to what Dong Qiangqiang had guessed. He thought to himself: Although we still don't know when SARS will truly end, it seems that the country has begun to recover. Once people are no longer panicking, those who are bold and love to travel will surely be anxious to leave their homes, especially since the May Day holiday was cancelled due to SARS. But even if SARS ended immediately, people might not dare to wander around the country. They can only turn their attention to overseas where there are fewer SARS cases. Although Southeast Asia has an exchange rate advantage, like North America, SARS is unfriendly to Chinese people. Europe may instead reap a number of benefits from this. This may be the reason why Xu Tongying was so anxious for him to come up with a travel plan as soon as possible.

Seeing Dong Qiangqiang suddenly silent, Tong Lele tilted his head and asked, "Are you worried about your parents?"

"I'm not worried about them. My dad has been discharged from the hospital and is resting at home. I think he and my mom won't be running around anymore." Dong Qiangqiang shook his head. "I just think that Walter White got the investment but was burdened with a performance bet. If SARS is not over by June, it may be impossible to achieve the performance that can only be achieved in a normal year. By the way, he is also in Trier now."

"Xiao He told me," Tong Lele sighed sadly when he mentioned Lao Bai, "Do you know what he is busy with now?"

"He should be preparing a travel plan and getting ready to receive a tour group. Xu Tongying might have some resources for him." Dong Qiangqiang concealed the fact that Xu Tongying contacted him on his own initiative, and did not mention that Lao Bai was bragging about his stock trading everywhere.

Tong Lele's lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing.

The two stood quietly under the tree. A breeze blew, and the leaves above their heads rustled. Raindrops fell with the wind, landing on their heads and bodies, but they were completely unaware.

As far as Dong Qiangqiang could see, He Yangjin was still being interviewed, the models were still taking photos, the crowd began to disperse, the man chasing the pervert did not come back, the clouds in the sky gathered and dispersed, dispersed and gathered again, and just when he didn't know what to say to break the silence, a slightly sweet but slightly hoarse voice came from afar: "Dong Qiangqiang, why didn't you tell me earlier that I had to walk up such a high staircase? I shouldn't have come if I had known. I'm so tired."

The two stood up at the same time as they looked at the mermaid getting closer.

"Hello Du Lan," Tong Lele took the initiative to extend her hand to welcome him, "Congratulations on your successful fashion show. The cheongsam is very beautiful and matches your temperament very well."

Du Lan did not thank Tong Lele for her kindness. Instead, he stared at Tong Lele's face with a smile and looked at her carefully for a few seconds. His gaze finally fell on her lips, which were emitting charming luster, but he did not reach out to respond.

The embarrassment on Tong Lele's face disappeared in an instant. Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, Du Lan suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand. While stroking it, he smiled and said, "Oh, you are really white. Compared with you, I am just a black girl. What kind of body lotion do you usually use?" Then he looked up and down at her clothes and said, "Your clothes are also good. The color is bright and makes you look even whiter. Is this the legendary Warring States robe?"

Dong Qiangqiang had not noticed the difference in skin color between the two girls, but after hearing what Du Lan said, he couldn't help but take a look and found that it was just as Du Lan said, when the two girls stood together, Tong Lele was obviously more than one plus sign whiter. He had not noticed it before, but he suddenly realized: Du Lan used to lead tours frequently, exposed to wind, sun and rain, so it was normal for her skin to be tanned.

Tong Lele didn't know why the other party suddenly brought up these things, and she didn't know how to answer. She just wanted to quickly pull her hand back from Du Lan's hand and get out of the way. However, Du Lan's hand was stronger than she expected. She secretly tried to pull it out but couldn't. Knowing that the other party was holding on to her hand on purpose, she stopped fighting and glanced at Dong Qiangqiang, as if asking him, "Don't you care about your girlfriend?"

In Dong Qiangqiang's mind, Du Lan has always been a good classmate who is carefree, gentle and polite to others, and rarely aggressive. This is the first time he has seen Du Lan behave like this. He was surprised and didn't think of the crux of the matter for a moment, so he hurriedly said, "Du Lan, don't hold on to her. Be careful not to let go if you keep pulling her. Foreigners may see you and misunderstand you. Tong Lele, do you think He Yangjin is calling you over?"

He deliberately pronounced the words "He Yangjin" loudly. When he heard someone calling his name, He Yangjin, who was still being interviewed, turned around and waved at the three people. It was unclear whether he was greeting the three people or calling Tong Lele over.

Seeing He Yangjin's action, Du Lan loosened his grip, and Tong Lele withdrew his hand as he wished. He pretended to be calm and nodded and smiled at the two of them, then fled towards He Yangjin. Seeing Du Lan's half-smile, Dong Qiangqiang immediately had a bad feeling, and decided to take the initiative, saying with a smile: "Didn't you say you didn't want to come when I asked you to come and give me guidance two days ago? It's okay to change your mind, but you should have told me in advance."

Dong Qiangqiang understood very well that Du Lan came all the way from Munich without making any noise just to give him a surprise. He had done similar things before, such as the time when he went to see Du Lan at the Munich Oktoberfest and accidentally saved Xu Tongying, and the time when Du Lan had chickenpox and he suddenly attacked him, so this time he didn't ask Du Lan why he came.

"Why? Are you not welcome?" Hearing Dong Qiangqiang say this, Du Lan's face darkened, and he sneered with some hostility, "It's true that only the newcomers laugh, but the old ones cry. Then I'm leaving."

Du Lan turned around and was about to leave before he finished speaking.

"Why are you talking like that? I mean, tell me so I can drive down the mountain to the train station to pick you up, so you don't have to run all the way here." Dong Qiangqiang explained his feelings while naturally grabbing Du Lan's arm. He then took her hand in his palm, only to feel it was cold. He was startled and quickly put his hand on her forehead to test it. He breathed a sigh of relief when he felt that her forehead was at normal temperature. "Why are your hands so cold? Did you get caught in the rain just now?"

Du Lan originally wanted to give Dong Qiangqiang a surprise, but unexpectedly saw the person she didn't want to see. She didn't hear Dong Qiangqiang's comfort and explanation, and there was even a hint of complaint in her tone. She felt so aggrieved that she was about to cry, and without caring whether there was anyone watching nearby, she rushed into Dong Qiangqiang's arms.

Dong Qiangqiang thought she was really sick and was shocked. He immediately held her arms and asked her to stand in front of him. He asked softly, "I didn't say anything. Why are you crying? If you feel uncomfortable, let's go see a doctor now."

Du Lan shook his head, took a step forward, opened his arms, and hugged Dong Qiangqiang.

Dong Qiangqiang was caught off guard and accepted the hug awkwardly. He felt Du Lan's tense back trembling slightly, but his chest was soft and his nose was filled with pleasant perfume smell.

"Why is she here?" Du Lan, who buried her face in his arms, muttered in a muffled voice, "Did you ask her to come?"

"Who?" Dong Qiangqiang didn't react for a moment, "Who did I call?"

"Who else could it be? Tong Lele." Du Lan's voice was almost inaudible due to the clothes.

Dong Qiangqiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and explained with a strong desire to survive: "She is Xiao He's senior sister, and also from the Hannover Conservatory of Music. She came here specially to support her, but I didn't ask her to come."

"Really?" When Du Lan looked up, there was a breeze blowing, and the raindrops on the trees danced with the wind and fell on Du Lan's face, as if she had just cried. "She is wearing such a flashy dress, it doesn't look right."

Dong Qiangqiang thought: She is wearing cool colors, and you are wearing bright red, so who is more flashy between the two of you? People here are not stupid, but no matter how stupid he is, he knows that Du Lan is jealous. If he blurts out this, Du Lan will probably get mad on the spot. He can only persuade her kindly: "No matter how flashy she is, she can only stay in the shed and play... Zheng. When you walked down, you were swaying gracefully, and all the cameras were staring at you. You were the most stunning in the whole place."

"Really?" Du Lan seemed to have a short circuit and asked the same question again, as if he believed Dong Qiangqiang's words.

“Of course it’s all true.” Dong Qiangqiang sighed inwardly: The old saying is indeed true, flattery never wears out, no matter how many holes there are.

Since Tong Lele was here, Dong Qiangqiang thought of continuing the lunch gathering at an Italian restaurant in the city center while his old friends from Hanover were all there. He also had the opportunity to learn more about the domestic situation with Tong Lele and ask Lao Bai if there was any progress.

The result was the opposite.