not good, immortal

Chapter 83 Yingzhou
Thucydides College, in the office of the board of trustees, the chairman is carefully playing with the second-hand tea set that was just airlifted from Europe today.

The secretary barged in before he could knock on the door.

"Director! Director!"

The chairman's hands trembled, and he scolded: "This is Highlander in the [-]s. Are you responsible for breaking it?"

The elevator is undergoing weekly maintenance. The secretary just ran up from the first floor. He was out of breath and said: "We are on the hot search! Because of that, that Fenghe."

When the chairman heard this, he beamed with joy: "Let me just say, take advantage of the popularity of the poetry conference, quickly invite her to class, and then cooperate with it to hype it up, won't our college have a lot of students next year?"

The secretary felt that he couldn't explain it: "You look at the number one in the hot search."

"No. [-]!" The chairman happily took out his mobile phone, and was very excited when he saw the name of the college followed by "explosive". "Let me take a screenshot first as a souvenir."

secretary:……

"Would you like to read the content?"

"Oh, watch it right away."

"Would you like to put the glass down first?"

"What are you putting here, double happiness."

The chairman poked open the hot search content, the first one was a video, and marked with the words (full version).

The girl turned her back to the screen, and seemed to be talking about something, um, yes.

But what kind of expression does this Professor Rogge, whom they hired with a lot of money, look like?
He turned on the power amplifier, and the girl's voice was soft and powerful, and she was condemning Professor Rogge?

The director's face became more and more ugly as he heard it.

"Kang Dang"

The Highlander, which claims to be from 1928, fell to the ground, broke in two, and the handle came off perfectly.

"My Highlander!" The double happiness turned into a double blow, and the director wailed.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the secretary immediately squatted down to pick it up.To prevent his boss from continuing to lose control, he comforted him:
"Actually, this should be kintsugi...Huh?"

The secretary has many years of experience in helping leaders find goods. He picked up the cup, carefully observed the bottom, and said, "Actually, you don't have to be sad."

"What do you mean?"

"This is fake."

Chairman:! ! ! !
……

East Shore Art Center.

Qiao Zhenzhen is shooting a promotional video for the Tang Dynasty Relics Exhibition.

Near the end, Bai An led a team to watch and help her hold the phone.

Suddenly, several debit information came, and he glanced at it.

"Thousand square database?"

"HXKI?"

Looking up, the beauty in the palace costume has been looking at the cultural relics for thousands of years through the plexiglass, and someone beside him is shouting: "A few more, we can't use reflectors or flashes this time, we must ensure that the film high quality."

Uh, how could she have the time to go to China HowNet?
Was stolen?Oh no.

He hesitated to send Bai Ning a message: 【So what is Miss Feng doing? 】

Bai Ning returned quickly: [Xiaohe is looking for information. 】

Oh I got it.

Xiaohe?Calling so affectionately?
Didn't his younger sister always dislike the boss going out for flirting, and she has some complaints about Qiao Zhenzhen and this Fenghe?

Before Bai An had time to think about it, someone shouted over there:
"The agent is also here."

"Hey, here we come."

……

Feng He finished scanning the book, and began to search for information on the Internet.

In order to get more detailed data, she went to the libraries of various universities to search around, bought some papers with money, and studied historical materials in the local literature database for a while.

After finishing the work, Feng He felt that he was about to publish a book to refute this person, but why hasn't he arrived yet?
She looked up and clearly felt that the car had been driving for a long time this time.

Even compared with the time it took her to go from the Xishu Mountains to the city, it is not too much.

"Are you tired?" Bai Ning had been paying attention to her silently, and turned his head to ask.

"No, but where are we going?" Feng He was puzzled.

"Going to Yingzhou Island, the city is too congested. Just now, there were two car accidents along the way. Just get on the cross-sea bridge." Bai Ning explained.

Yingzhou Island!
Feng He was a little excited.

Yes, it will be August [-]th soon, just in time to find out where Wuwangya is.

Bai Ning read the girl's expression from the rearview mirror.

Immediately, it occurred to Feng He, like Qiao Zhenzhen, that they both came from West Sichuan, so they probably are still unfamiliar with the sea, right?She smiled and said, "You can squint for a while, and I'll call you when you get to the sea-crossing bridge."

"It's okay, no need." Feng He shook his head, looking out from the side window, the scenery really changed a lot.

The tall buildings on both sides disappeared, and the low buildings beside the road also had red roofs, but they were crowded together, not similar to those houses in the area where Zhenzhen lived.

The sky is a clear blue, and the wide and straight road seems to extend infinitely forward.

It seems to reach the end of the sky.

Then turned a few turns, and the car went underground again.

She frowned.

"This is a sea-crossing tunnel. Go out and go a little further and you can see the sea." Bai Ning acted as a tour guide.

Fenghe doesn't like it very much.

Like that world with no sky and no land, the time is also stretched infinitely long.

But this situation did not last long, and a green road sign flashed away.

"It's here." Bai Ning's joyful voice came from the front.

Followed by the sky, the washed blue reappeared in front of the eyes, and the white railings retreated rapidly on both sides, causing Fenghe to look back.

Can't see the other side at all.

Her [-]-year-old fairy was once again amazed.

What kind of project is this from the sky into the sea?

……

There is also a small city on Yingzhou Island.

Bai Ning introduced that this is a district in Xinhai City.

After entering the island, the car slowed down, drove into the small villa area located in Dongtan, and parked in front of a small courtyard.

Before it came to a complete stop, a drenched man came out of the car, swearing and yelling at the car window: "No, I told you what's going on, and you didn't even bring me a change of clothes!"

Feng He looked through the dark car window, this person seemed to be...

Immortal Qi An?

Bai Ning got out of the car quickly, told Feng He to sit still, and hurriedly dragged him away.

So five minutes later, she saw Qi An in a tracksuit.

That expression...is indescribably strange.

Bai Ning asked her to get out of the car with embarrassment, and covered his face helplessly. It seemed that the boss was about to start performing again.

"Your name is Xiaohe, right? Is it Zhenzhen's younger sister?" Qi An flattered her face.

But there was a hint of hesitation in his flattering expression. He knew that Zhenzhen was a rabbit spirit, but where did this human sister come from?

"Uh-huh."

"I'm your sister's friend." I couldn't think of any other way to introduce myself.

"Oh……"

Qi An didn't know what to say next, he could only stare blankly at Feng He in front of him.

Her expression seemed to mean——

OK, you say yes.

To attack a girl, you must first attack her relatives and friends. Is this another failure?

He didn't know, Feng He was just thinking, how could he figure out what "Wu Wang Ya" is from the mouth of this social god.

Fine.

Qi An finally plucked up the courage to recite the lines in the idol drama where the man meets his parents:
"My name is Qi An, a native of Xinhai City, an only child, no father and no mother, a little money at home, and thousands of square kilometers of land, the wedding room can only write Zhenzhen's name!"

After Qi An finished speaking, he found that there was finally a gleam of brilliance in the eyes of the girl in front of him.

Huh, is there a show?

Feng He felt as if someone would hand him a pillow when he fell asleep, "A local from Xinhai? Then can I ask you a question?"

"Yes, the serious locals have been here for more than a hundred years."

Qi An felt very strange.

Shouldn't normal people care about how much this "a little money" is or how big the wedding room is?Why doesn't this girl play her cards according to the routine?Can't you give me a chance to pretend?

But the words of the wife's family in the future are the imperial decree!

He had no choice but to nod: "You ask."

Feng He pondered for two seconds, and said, "Where is this Wuwangya?"

　Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone!
　　Today is still three chapters.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)