20 years of restarting life

Chapter 1588
"you?"

The girl sitting in the middle was prettier than Su Wei just by looking at her face, her eyes were full of surprise and uncertainty, and she asked Zhao Chang'an hesitantly.

And the girl sitting on the national road outside also looked at Zhao Chang'an in shock, her eyes were filled with brilliance, a look of unbelievable surprise.

It's just that she is pretty ordinary and pretty, and Zhao Chang'an, who has been raised more and more picky by his taste, directly ignores her.

In this era, society is still in the initial stage of economic take-off and the global open market, and the reception of external information is still relatively weak.

And young people who are full of deep yearning and interest in the world can't refuse the resonance and questioning of their souls caused by the power of music.

Especially for these college students, it is very intuitive to distinguish them from ordinary elementary school students, middle and high school students, and young people who drop out of school prematurely. The influence of the sought after.

Sublimation has become a rhythmic combination focusing on words and sound waves, creating an imprint rooted in genetic carvings of tens of millions of years.

Fuda Zhao Changan is obviously a very influential musician at least in southern Jiangsu and central provinces.

Coincidentally, although these two female college students are not star-chasing, their identities as "college students, Pearl University, Zheng City people" make them very familiar with the name Zhao Chang'an.

Fuda male student, grade ninety-eight.

Love playing music.

Surnamed Zhao.

Then combine the dialogue between the two of them.

An inexplicable hot emotion surged in the hearts of the two girls.

The look in Zhao Changan's eyes also became strange.

This is the pure and simple psychology of these college students in this era, always thinking of people in a good place.

Instead of thinking about how it is possible for such a celebrity not to take a plane to Zheng Shizhang, even if he takes a train, he will definitely take a sleeper soft sleeper. 'These are very real class issues.

To put it simply, ordinary people have no access to these upper-class circles in their daily lives.

Because until now, unless you are in a very good top university, although you live in the same time and space for the rest of the time, it is two world trajectories that do not intersect at all.

"of course not."

Zhao Changan shook his head in denial with certainty.

"I didn't say anything, what are you denying?"

The female student in the middle smiled at Zhao Changan, stretched out her hand to Pan Gao and said, "Liang Lian, China Normal University Law School, Corporate Compliance Research Center. This is Miao Jialing, Department of History, School of Humanities and Social Sciences." Department, junior."

Pan Gao was stunned for a moment, and didn't shake hands with Liang Lian, but said vaguely: "You can just call me Lao Pan, I'm just a layman waiting to die."

"I rely on!"

Zhao Chang'an, who was sitting across from him, saw it and scolded in his heart. He really wanted to grab Pan Gao by the collar and tell him, women, that's the way it is!
If you play around, you will find that it's all the same reason. You can't see your face when you turn off the lights on the bed at night. Just keep your head sullen, but it's actually the same. There's no need to die at Su Wei's place. Torturing himself with waste.

It's been a long time to see you so stupid, so stupid!
"What about you? Just now I looked at your student ID card and your name was blocked by your finger, can I get to know you?"

With a smile, he stretched out his white and tender catkins towards Zhao Changan.

Since Pan Gao didn't want to eat it, Zhao Chang'an was no longer polite. He held Liang Lian's little hand in a friendly way, and looked at her without letting go and asked, "Your name is very interesting. Is there a story in it?"

Seeing that Yuan Qifan who was sitting next to him had red eyes, he was so angry that he almost suffocated.

I worked so hard, but in the end I made a wedding dress for this grandson!

Liang Lian's pretty face was a little red, and her whole body was numb from being held by Zhao Changan's warm and powerful hand, and she broke free from Zhao Changan's big hand with a little force.

However, when trying to break free, there was a rough friction between the skin of the small hands as tender as curdled milk and the thick calluses of Zhao Changan's big hands, which had been practicing swords all the year round, like a little white rabbit sliding on a slide full of gravel, bumping her His little head was a little dizzy.

He said with a little panic in his heart: "There is no story, I just like this word."

"Are you a third-year student too?"

Zhao Chang'an was not sure what the 'enterprise compliance research center' meant, but no matter how it sounded, it didn't sound like an ordinary undergraduate department in a university.

However, this Liang Lian didn't look very old, she seemed to be younger and more tender than the Miao Jialing sitting next to her, probably about 21 or [-] years old.

"I'm a second-year graduate student, and I'm supposed to graduate in October this year."

"According to reason?"

"My tutor has very strict requirements. I applied for his reputation at the beginning. After I was admitted, I realized that my performance was not good and I would not give it."

Liang Lian smiled.

Zhao Chang'an looked at Liang Lian's pretty face, and didn't continue to ask questions. After all, he was not so eager to develop a deep one-night-dream relationship with her.

"I haven't introduced you yet, Brother Zhao."

There was a mischievous smile on Liang Lian's pretty face, and her brilliant eyes seemed to be able to see through Zhao Changan's heart.

The eyes of Zhai Qishun and Yuan Qifan who were sitting opposite were a little straight, and the pupils in their eyes were extremely dilated.

Apparently, these two guys, the bumpkins in the factory in the suburbs of Lucheng, have never seen any beautiful women with good looks.

"Zhao Xijing, a sophomore in the Philosophy Department of Fuda University, is not as exaggerated as you think, but is actually just an ordinary college student."

Zhao Changan introduced himself with a smile, and Pan Gao, who was sitting by the window opposite him, turned his face to the car window to see the scenery outside.

"It's not Zhao Xijing, okay, I will remember it!"

Yuan Qifan secretly glanced at the watch on his wrist, and there were only 5 minutes to 10 minutes. At this time, he had mixed feelings in his heart, regretting that he was bluffed by these two student bastards. Now, take the opportunity to catch beauty.

I also know that this grandson is a bragging gunner, and I will expose his face in a while, humiliate him severely, and let out this cruel sentence with a full face.

Although Yuan Qifan also knew that he was actually the same as that old Pan's grandson, so he just made a joke.

Where dare to come true!

At this time, after two hours of driving, the train entered Liangxi Station. As the train continued to decelerate, it could be seen that the platform outside the train window was densely packed with people.

During the May [-]st and [-]th holidays in this era, the number of passengers at the station is comparable to that of the Spring Festival travel rush.

"It's snowing, the world is closed, and the mountains are sunny at night. Living at home is bitter and cold, and you have to travel thousands of miles. You can say goodbye to your travels, and you will be blessed with Pu Birong. The virtuous and powerful are chasing after each other, and drink to the Xijing of Xijing?"

Miao Jialing sang a poem by Wei Yingwu "Send off Linghu Xiu Zai Enyang", looking at Zhao Chang'an with burning eyes.

"Luozhong Qushui Banquet, Xijing Xuanba Tour. The origin is Shengzan Fu, Xijing in Lanzao Lihuangzhou."

Zhao Chang'an corresponds to a section of Wang Chong's "Outing and Zhu Gong's Works".

"Chuck~"

Liang Lian suddenly smiled like a flower, took out a pen and a small delicate phone book, opened it, wrote the name 'Zhao Xijing', and handed the pen and small phone book to Zhao Changan: "Number."

Seeing this scene, Yuan Qifan completely lost his defense and changed color. He was just about to attack Zhao Chang'an with all kinds of ridicule, so that the beautiful girl opposite could keep his eyes open and not be deceived by the liar.

"Ring Ling Ling ~"

His cell phone rang suddenly.

Instantly made Yuan Qifan's blood freeze!
At this time, the other five people all looked at the phone in his hand, which was still ringing.

You can see that the caller ID above is 'Mr. Li'.

"President Li,"

Yuan Qifan's voice was trembling.

"You Paralysis Garden Qifan,—"

In order to show off that he has a mobile phone, Yuan Qifan keeps the volume turned up all the time, spreading all kinds of angry curses endlessly.

"Liangxi, Liangxi is here, don't oversleep."

With the voice of the conductor, the train stopped.

"You are paralyzed, you two get out of the car immediately, I will go to Liangxi Railway Station, you are paralyzed,—"

Amid the endless scolding, Yuan Qifan's face was as pale as paper.

(End of this chapter)