Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 792 792. Because my name is Du Lan
Dong Qiangqiang thought that Du Lan would cry, or asked him why loudly, or got up and threw the tablecloth on his face angrily, then swore angrily and walked away, but Du Lan just stared at his face half crying.

He was already nervous when he said these words, and Du Lan's long stare made him even more restless.He hurriedly evaded and bent down to pick up the fork on the ground, gently put it back on the table, stared honestly at the candles on the red and white checkered tablecloth, and recounted the ins and outs of meeting Sergeira in detail .

His volume is not as strong as the noisy background sound in the restaurant, but it has a magical power that can cover all the noise around him, so that every word can be clearly transmitted to Du Lan's ears.

When she heard that he was forcibly taken away from the hotel by the other party on that rainy night and was almost buried alive by the other party on the mountainside, she opened her mouth in horror.

After the truth came out, there was a long silence, and the two had their own concerns.But what surprised Dong Qiangqiang was that Du Lan's shortness of breath before gradually calmed down.

It seems that Du Lan also thinks that his thoughts are rational and normal. He is relieved, as long as Du Lan does not make trouble, the next thing is to talk about the scene.

Just when he was about to characterize the couple status of the two of them for nearly a year as "boyfriend and boyfriend, everyone gets together and breaks up, and goodbye is still friends", Du Lan suddenly smiled.

It was a weird and contemptuous smile.

Dong Qiangqiang was terrified by her laughter, and wondered if Du Lan was stupid.But he is not a handsome man, and Du Lan is not a nympho, ordinarily he shouldn't, he comforted himself.

"Is there anything ridiculous about what I said?" Dong Qiangqiang was puzzled.

"First, I really didn't see that you have male chauvinism before, and I didn't expect Dong Dashao, who is fearless and fearless, to be afraid of such a bad old man, especially when this old man has not done anything to him, he is in a hurry I want to break up with my girlfriend in a panic, and I just broke up in the name of being good for my girlfriend. Is there anything more ridiculous and absurd than this in the world?" Du Lan raised his arms while talking, and the waiter not far away noticed Seeing her movement, he hurriedly walked towards the two of them.

Mere?Bad old man?Dong Qiangqiang was a little dazed, making Du Lan such an analysis that he seemed to be a cowardly coward.No, wait, what she just said was... number one?

"And... second?"

The waiter had already walked to the table, and took out a pen and paper with a smile on his face: "What do you two want to add?"

"Six pints of black beer." Du Lan made a "six" gesture while ordering the wine, and the waiter stepped back with a satisfied smile.

"Didn't you say you don't drink at night during the day?" Dong Qiangqiang questioned, "And the Germans don't understand the meaning of your gestures."

"I'm angry." Du Lan rolled her eyes and said sternly, "Second, it's true that we are boyfriend and girlfriend, but you have nothing to say about the breakup. We can only break up if I agree to break up. Otherwise, why do I have to listen to you when you say break up? Did I entrust you to make any decisions for me before? If not, why can you make decisions for me now? (Breakup) This matter must be equal to men and women, and it must be passed unanimously That counts."

"Full vote?" Dong Qiangqiang was caught by her barrage of rhetorical questions, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, so he could only reiterate, "Du Lan! I'm not joking. I don't know what Sergeira will do, but I can't let you take the risk. this……"

"Nein! Nein! Nein! (German: No! No! No!)" Du Lan interrupted Dong Qiangqiang, shaking his index finger and continued, "There is no need to discuss this matter, I disagree!"

Du Lan's strong attitude of refusing to break up really exceeded Dong Qiangqiang's expectations. He thought he could easily persuade the other party, but he hit a hard wall. It seemed that his usual eloquence stayed in Hannover, and the one who rushed to Munich was just a thoughtless He was skinny, and was refused to say anything, and was labeled as "counseling", "male chauvinism" and other Dong Qiangqiang's most despised labels.

Dong Qiangqiang's capitalized embarrassment filled the air.

He had no choice but to remain silent.

Looking at the group of German diners who were singing loudly with the singers on the stage, Du Lan suddenly said softly: "However, although you are timid and afraid of getting into trouble, you are not useless, at least there is something for me in your reasons , even though I don't need you to think about it, but since you are young and ignorant, I still forgive you. If you bring up a breakup next time, I will cut you down."

Although Du Lan is a girl from Northeast China, she has stayed in Germany for a long time, and she usually doesn't speak much Northeast dialect with Dong Qiangqiang. This time, she suddenly popped out a local dialect, and even she herself thought it was funny, and laughed again with a "puchi".

The atmosphere seems to have eased up a bit.

A blond, blue-eyed, German waitress who is as tall as Dong Qiangqiang with 10 pinches of stout in her arms walked effortlessly through many diners to the table for two, and lightly unloaded six pinches of stout from her arms and put them on the table At the table, after leaving a congratulatory speech of "good appetite", he walked to another table with the remaining four drafts of dark beer on his arm.

A draft of dark beer in the HB beer hall is one liter, and the alcohol capacity is close to 1 kg. Looking at the six large glasses of finely foamed stout on the table, Dong Qiangqiang only felt his scalp numb and his throat smoldering.

"You order so much wine that we both can't finish it," Dong Qiangqiang felt powerless, "If you can't finish it, you can't pack it, isn't it all wasted?"

"Can't finish drinking?" Du Lan ordered with a look of contempt, "You must finish drinking today."

"why?"

"Because you said something wrong just now."

Dong Qiangqiang couldn't laugh or cry: "I don't understand."

"Don't understand what?" Du Lan picked up one of the bunches, motioned Dong Qiangqiang to drink too, then lightly touched Dong Qiangqiang's dark beer glass, and the heavy glass made a dull sound.

She raised her neck and took a big sip, then put down the glass, as if waiting for the beer to slowly sink into her stomach.

I have known Du Lan for so long, Dong Qiangqiang seems to have never seen Du Lan drink so violently, just wanted to dissuade him, but suddenly remembered that Du Lan had just asked him "why do you make decisions for me", so he had to swallow the words back , followed by a big gulp.

"I don't understand..." Dong Qiangqiang wiped off the beer foam left on his mouth after drinking beer, "I don't want to bring any danger to anyone, let alone you."

Du Lan took another big gulp, slammed the wine glass on the table with a bang, glared at Dong Qiangqiang angrily, breathed out the alcohol, and said word by word: "Because not every girl is Hualing , remember, my name is Du Lan!"

She drank the rest of the beer in the glass.

Looking at the beer foam on the wall of Du Lankong's cup, Dong Qiangqiang suddenly felt a sense of happiness that cannot be described in words.

"You..." Before Dong Qiangqiang finished speaking, the performance on the stage not far away stopped for some reason, and then there was a burst of cheers, whistles and applause from the crowd. Before Dong Qiangqiang turned his head to see what happened, he heard a A male voice with yin and yang eccentricity drifted into his ears from behind.

"Oh my god! Isn't this Young Master Dong? What kind of wind brought you here so thin?"

During the first month when Dong Qiangqiang brought Lao Bai back to Germany from Sweden, this voice would haunt his dreams every now and then. Disgusting outside.

As the footsteps got closer, a burst of pungent cologne rushed over first.

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