"Thank you, my knight."

After saying this, I was stunned for a moment. I didn't plan to say that, but when I saw Chen Huayao's handsome smiling face and deep eyes as deep as the sea, I couldn't help but burst out. I felt a little embarrassed for a moment. Fortunately, I was short of breath and my face turned red when I got off the scene, and I covered it up very well.

At this time, media reporters want to interview the person involved. Who is Xu Suhang so outstanding? If he becomes popular in the future, it will be difficult to find an opportunity for another interview.

Seeing the scene of Chen Huayao offering flowers, the editor of the "Yu Ren Wharf" website stopped the reporter and photographer who was about to rush over and said, "Just this, what a fresh subject matter, take a few photos, and give flowers to the goddess. Take more photos of the front of the goddess and the back of the silk." "Just" is the name of a specific group on the Internet that cannot be in love with such a poor and ugly person.

The reporter muttered: "They don't look like a sling. I just saw Director Shao looking very enthusiastic about him. Is there a sling to present flowers to the goddess, and the goddess is still smiling so happily? At least I haven't seen it in decades."

"Look at the farmer's outfit he is wearing, and you'll be almost done if you post the photo with a text description."

As a result, what made Xu Suhang very popular on the Internet was not her appearance and dancing posture, but this photo of "slinging silk flowers".

The information on the Internet is vast, no matter how charming the dance or how gorgeous the face is, it will not arouse too much impulse among netizens. However, in this photo, the goddess smiled shyly at the fans who dressed like migrant workers. Her image is approachable and particularly friendly, which aroused the resonance of most people.

Many people couldn't help but think that she was smiling so brightly at the vulgar guy. I was wearing a hundred times better than that guy. Isn't that goddess better to me? Therefore, she has a great impression of Xu Suhang.

"Chen Huayao, how am I acting?" Xu Suhang asked with a smile on his arms in his arms.

Chen Huayao said: "It's a careless and lacks physical coordination. The leg lifting movement of a quarter beat is not specific enough. If I'm a judge, I'll give you a pass score at most."

"You! You will die if you don't hit people!"

Chen Huayao had to continue talking, and several media reporters had already squeezed over and had to let him go to the side.

Under the camera, Xu Suhang regained his usual cold and elegant temperament. He talked about it in response to the reporter's questions. He first said that he had not done well enough, and then hoped to continue working hard in the future. Finally, he thanked the audience, which was very graceful, which made the reporter sigh: This performance is not like a newcomer at all. Where did she emerge from?

After dealing with the media, Shao Zhou wanted to come up to congratulate him again, but seeing the flowers in Xu Suhang's hand was obviously a little confused.

In the end, the two finally found a place where they could talk alone. "Chen Huayao, can you go shopping with me tonight?"

"Ah? You don't need to study hard in a good time, go shopping?" Chen Huayao said something that made Shao Zhou sigh at his age and live on a dog.

Xu Suhang's face was as happy as a sunny day, but suddenly became dark clouds. He suppressed the urge to stuff all the flowers into his mouth, and then said, "Oh, I have many books I haven't read. Since you like to study, then study." He originally wanted to buy a set of clothes for this guy as a thank you, but now there is no need.

Chen Huayao's cell phone rang, he made a sorry expression to Xu Suhang, and walked to the side to answer.

"Who, I am Chen Huayao."

It was Lei Xin's voice: "Brother, it's me. There is something wrong with that Beggars' Sect and other lotus flowers that have a lot of attention. Do you want to follow up?"

"You still ask me such a small matter? Just decide for yourself. I also have to consider the issue of Iran's oil embargo!"

At dusk in late September, the evening summer wind exudes a faint heat. The summer in the south ends very late, and at this time, the weather is still so hot that people sit and sweat profusely.

The bustling Yuhua Street in Baihua District is full of traffic, and people are rushing around, and a sing and dancing to peace.

The office worker, who traveled from 9 to 5, was in a hurry, with an extremely busy look on his face, standing by the roadside of the company, looking forward to a taxi, a bus or a boyfriend's car. The beggar in the corner rolled into the shade under the garden wall, avoiding the high temperature of summer, and even the broken bowl stretched out was so lazy and careless.

A normal day that is no different from the past.

Behind the crowded Osmanthus Street, it has nothing to do with the previous bustle and bustle. It is a straight and narrow alley full of rotten garbage, mosquitoes and flies flying all over the sky, huge rats and homeless wild dogs scramble for food, and the homeless man dozed under the telephone pole with the leftover lunch box.

Even after squatting at the entrance of the alley for a long time, there were only a handful of pedestrians passing by.

This place is in sharp contrast with the lively Osmanthus Street. The poet's description is very appropriate. Next door to heaven is hell. Who would have thought that the prosperous and dreamy city of Xiangjing had scars like syphilis?

A silver seven-seat van was quietly parked at the entrance of the alley.

The afterglow of the sunset shone through the shiny glass window, and the steering wheel in the car sprinkled with yellow, white and bright light. The car audio gently sounded and played the low and pleasant chromatic fantasy and fugue in D minor, which was Chen Huayao's favorite music.

Resin sat in the driver's seat and slowly took out his zippo lighter and lit a short suit.

The smoke spread rapidly throughout the carriage.

The car door opened and a naked middle-aged man with curly hair suddenly rolled out from inside.

The man was covered in bruises from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, his white body was covered with blood, his eyes were swollen, and he curled up on the ground with his head covering his head, but his whole body was still trembling irresistible.

Two young men with shirtless and only pair of jeans underneath kicked the curly man with big leather shoes with hard metal plates.

"If you say no, where is your boss Dai Qi?" He kicked hard and fiercely, and he greeted the curly man's head and face, and kicked it loudly. The curly man's face turned cold, and then it hurt again. A piece of flesh the size of a thumb on his left face had flew away with the soles of the young man's shoes.

"I really don't know, please spare me." The curly man shouted in a crying voice.

"All rats like you dare to attack the Crab Committee? We overestimate you. If you honestly explain Dai Qi's whereabouts, I will let you go."

The curly man hugged his head and cried, and was really scared by these people: "I don't know anything...you can let me go."

The young man was still about to fight. Lei Xin rolled down the car window and dusted the ashes, and said lightly: "Forget it, don't talk nonsense to him, we still have a lot to do."

The curly man breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, but saw the young man responding, "Yes." He lifted a milky white ten-liter plastic pot from the back seat, unscrewed the lid, and the transparent liquid in the pot poured on his head and faced him, pouring his whole body wet.

He hurriedly reached out to block his eyes. The smell was... gasoline!

The young man sneered and ignited the lighter. In the faint firelight, his face looked like a twisted devil.

The curly-haired man was scattered, his hands alternated, moved back desperately, and screamed in a scream: "No! Don't! I say! I say everything! Dai Qigong is in No. 203, Building 14, Huating Community! I know so much!"

"You fuckingly don't cry without seeing the coffin!" The young man turned off his lighter and continued to kick him hard.

Lei Xin sighed and called Bajie: "At No. 203, Building 14, Huating Community, Brother Hua said you can do it, he doesn't care about such trivial matters."

Bajie snorted and hung up the phone.

"Xiaohu, if you hit me again, you will die." Lei Xin kindly shouted out the car window: "Call the police station director Luo to come and arrest people. By the way, I will engrave a cross on his face first."

After a few days, Xu Suhang finally couldn't help but make an appointment with Chen Huayao. The audition results have been announced. She got her wish and entered the second round and will compete with the remaining twenty-nine girls. She was really unsure and wanted to discuss it with someone, so Chen Huayao became the best candidate.

The two were strolling outside the playground. Fortunately, it was already afternoon and not many students appeared, otherwise Chen Huayao would have been killed by jealous eyes.

"Look at the maple leaves flying gracefully, it seems like a poem. We might as well go over and wander in the poem and chat slowly." Chen Huayao pointed to the tree-lined path opposite and said very pretentiously.

"The weather is so hot, why not go eat ice cream." Xu Suhang didn't hear it at all and said, "I'll treat you, anyway, it looks like you don't have much money."

Chen Huayao scratched his head in shame, "I will eat you poor."

I thought that the angels in Guangyuan treat me to ice cream. Few people can have such a romantic encounter, but I will be envious of the fat pig house.

Not long after, a bad-looking boy blocked the way for them.

"Chen Huayao, I didn't expect you to hide here, so I can find it easy." The visitor was wearing a gray Taekwondo uniform. It was Chen Huayao's defeated general Gan Muye. He looked up and down at Xu Suhang and said, "Where are you enjoying the world of two?"

Chen Huayao said, "Oh, you gave me money, right? After so many days, I have been doing my best to you. I will calculate the interest rate less, and I will charge you 10,000 yuan, along with the principal of 60,000 yuan."

Gan Muye's face immediately turned red: "You think so beautifully! Let's talk about it before you beat my master!"

"You are a child with unfinished hair. You can't beat him. You call him an adult? Last time I called a so-called senior brother, and now I want to call him Master again. Do you think I am a fool?" Chen Huayao rolled up his sleeves and was about to slap him. Suddenly he remembered that Xu Suhang was still by his side. He finally saw the opportunity quickly and patted Gan Muye's shoulder, "Little bastard! If you don't pay back the money quickly, I will expose the scandal of installing a pinhole camera in the girls' locker room."

Gan Muye remembered that he was a junior at the end of a junior. He was a freshman. Why was he so angry that he couldn't raise his head every time? He straightened his chest and said, "If you don't talk about this, I'll invite you to my house for dinner tonight. Do you dare?"

"Eat? Want to poison the dishes?"

Gan Muye shouted, "You fart! Can you harm you when you go to my house for dinner? You just don't dare to eat a meal? Then I will pay you back the money by the way." Then he turned to Xu Suhang and said in a gentle manner, "Class Xu will go together too? I have prepared a very rich dish, and everyone will gather together as ordinary friends, and it's no big deal."

Xu Suhang didn't say anything, looked at Chen Huayao, and the meaning in his eyes was very clear: "If he goes, I will go."

"Since you are Shengyiquan, I'm embarrassed to not go, where is it?"

"At 6 o'clock in the evening, Tianhe Community, No. 53 Foduzhu Road, call me when you go, and I'll come out to pick you up. There is no need to buy any gifts, just have a meal." Gan Muye said hard.

"Fuck me, do you want me to buy you a gift? Do you think you have a big face?" Chen Huayao wanted to beat him up again.
Chapter completed!