Chapter 641: A Green Vegetable (Finale)
Took a day off.
got Lao Wang's 1,000 yuan private money.
Zhang Xiaojian began to dress up like a big girl in the early morning.
The dinner with Ye Mozhu was about noon, and he didn't expect that a meal would make the master in Ye Mozhu's mouth really become a small sword, but he needed to establish more contact with Ye Mozhu.
It was almost time, Zhang Xiaojian tidied up the collar of his white shirt, put on a pair of passable leather shoes and went out.
The hotel is splendid.
Although expensive is expensive, two people can't eat much, and with a budget of more than 1,000, it should be enough to leave a thousand to live.
Taking the subway, it was crowded when I came here, but fortunately, Zhang Xiaojian had made a reservation last night, so he didn't line up, and soon came to the empty table to wait.
Fifteen minutes later, Ye Mozhu, who had loose hair and was wearing a T-shirt and jeans, came to him and sat down: "Big... No, hello Brother Xiaojian. ”
Brother Little Swords?
What a long name, but there is no doubt that this is enough to make Zhang Xiaojian happy for three days and three nights.
"Whatever you want to eat, you order. ”
Ye Mozhu hurriedly shook his hand and said humbly: "You come, you come." ”
Zhang Xiaojian didn't hesitate, and ordered two dishes and one soup, so little...... Not because two people have enough to eat, but because if you order it any more, you will go bankrupt.
But enough to eat is really enough to eat.
chatting while eating, the topic is naturally inseparable, the word 'broken'.
The fortune tellers pay attention to breaking, how can they collect money if they don't break it?
Zhang Xiaojian didn't plan to collect money, he only planned to accept people, so he said: "Actually, it's very simple to break this matter, you go and buy ten bottles of red potion and give it to Li Mingzhi, this matter will be broken." ”
"Is the red potion a swelling reducer?" Ye Mozhu asked her question.
Zhang Xiaojian still couldn't answer this question.
Ye Mozhu asked again, "Do you want to buy some more blue potions?"
Zhang Xiaojian coughed: "It's okay, it's the same five bottles, the red blood supplement, the blue demon supplement..."
Ye Mozhu: "...... Master, you're not kidding, are you?"
"Nope. ”
Thinking of what Zhang Xiaojian said before, Ye Mozhu thought that this was the master's humor, and she said: "Then I will ask for this meal, I can't let the master, oh no, Brother Xiaojian Bai help." ”
Zhang Xiaojian waved his hand: "No, no, if you really want to give a reward, there is a reluctant request below." ”
"You say. ”
"Take me to League of Legends to the top score...."
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Brilliant and brilliant!
After sending Ye Mozhu away, Zhang Xiaojian was extremely satisfied with his operation.
He is about to become comrades-in-arms with Ye Mozhu in the game.
The relationship between the two will heat up day by day.
With his understanding of Ye Mozhu, he can't say that he can catch it, but it shouldn't be a problem for her to have a good impression of herself.
The only problem is that you can't be too deliberate and too pretentious, as long as you are your original self, I believe that everything will fall into place.
It's just that... One more important thing was not done.
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In the afternoon, Zhang Xiaojian went to the clothing wholesale market in Jiangcheng.
I bought a blue uniform from a gas company, and after wearing it, I felt like the male protagonist of a certain kind of love action blockbuster.
Then when he waited for dark, he came to the gate of Shuhu New Town, and said that a resident called to say that there was a gas problem and entered the community.
Changing into a normal set of clothes on the back hill of his former villa, he sat on the steps, facing the breeze, waiting for Chen Ning, who was in depression.
A long time has passed.
It wasn't until nine o'clock in the evening that Chen Ning appeared in front of him in white pajamas and his hair was scattered, like a ghost in a horror movie.
Zhang Xiaojian hummed at this time: "Love when you die..."
Chen Ning still said: "Death is dead, how can you love?"
Zhang Xiaojian raised his head, saw Chen Ning's current decadent appearance, and said, "Give me a drink." ”
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Time flies, and time flies.
Zhang Xiaojian fought with the security guards of Shuhu New Town, and finally used inferior wall-climbing methods.
After returning home, he quickly turned on the computer and turned on the dark with Ye Mozhu every day.
In addition to these two things, I don't know why, he got together with Bai Yang, Gao Qingsong, Su Yu, and Wang Wan'er again, and they had nothing to do with a dinner.
Later, Ye Mozhu joined in.
On a night when he drank too much, Zhang Xiaojian pointed to the three girls who turned on the flashlight on their mobile phones and were about to bow down, and said, "I have seen this scene." ”
A month later, Chen Ning decided to make a comeback.
Wang Wan'er's birthday is also approaching.
Zhang Xiaojian waited with anticipation for the appearance of Hong Xinshu's sand sculpture, but no matter how he looked for it, he didn't find Zhuo Fei, when he turned on the TV one day, he saw the picture of Zhuo Fei being knocked out by a punch, he took two deep breaths, and decided to be his senior brother in this life, and by the way, through Ye Mozhu, he met Luo Tengfei, the best person who ran the train with a mouth.
Of course, the most serious thing now is to ask Mozhu to buy a birthday gift for Wang Wan'er.
So the relationship was indeed enhanced by the game day, and the two chose to walk on the pedestrian street of Jiangcheng on a sunny day, this day of the Lunar Calendar.
Zhang Xiaojian did not take the opportunity to hold Ye Mozhu's little hand, but Ye Mozhu held Zhang Xiaojian's back collar when the crowd was coming.
"There are too many of them. ”
"It's all about where the people go during the holidays. ”
"Hey, why are you grabbing my back collar. ”
"There are too many people, am I not afraid that you will get lost?"
"But don't you think it's like holding a dog?"
"You are. ”
"Say as if you're not. ”
"Okay. Ye Mozhu came to Zhang Xiaojian's side, took his hand, then turned his head sideways, his ponytail flew, blinked his bright eyes and asked, "It's not like this, right?"
Zhang Xiaojian did not answer according to the script, but clenched her little hand, looked into her eyes, and snatched her lines: "There are too many people, let's go to the mall to avoid the limelight." ”
Ye Mozhu smiled and agreed, but she didn't know that she would run into her parents soon.
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In front of the gate of the mall, Lao Ye and Ye Mu, who were wearing large Adidas, arrived as promised.
Then he saw his baby daughter holding hands with Zhang Xiaojian, and Ye's father shouted: "Mozhu?"
Ye Mozhu and Zhang Xiaojian turned their heads sideways, and then she was stunned, Zhang Xiaojian did not show any surprise.
"Dad, Mom..."
After Zhang Xiaojian heard these two words, he felt that he still had to give Lao Ye a little respect, so he let go of Mo Zhu's hand.
Lao Ye's expression began to change, and his fat face was slightly red, which was redder than Ye Mozhu's current pretty face, but Zhang Xiaojian was not afraid.
Because at this time, Lao Ye hadn't read the art of war...
Ye Mozhu introduced strongly and calmly: "My father, my mother." ”
"Zhang Xiaojian, my friend. ”
Ye Mu: "Just friends?"
Zhang Xiaojian said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Auntie, there are too many people on the street, we are afraid of getting lost." ”
After saying this, he secretly praised himself in his heart, hoping that the script would continue.
Sure enough, Mother Ye, who didn't want the young man to be too embarrassed, said, "Your father and I are going to dinner, let's go together." ”
Zhang Xiaojian and Ye Mozhu glanced at each other, and naturally wanted to eat with their elders.
Naturally, Mother Ye took Ye Mozhu's hand and walked in front, and Father Ye came to Zhang Xiaojian's side and grabbed his hand and said, "Aren't you afraid of getting lost?" ”
This time and that time.
Zhang Xiaojian was very embarrassed last time.
But this time, he smiled calmly: "Uncle, your hands are quite strong!"
Father Ye: "......"
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Chinese restaurant.
At the predetermined position, Ye Mozhu was ordering: "Stir-fried bitter gourd, cold bitter chrysanthemum ......"
"Girl, what a fire you have. ”
Ye Mozhu's face was bitter: "Mom, we are really friends." ”
Zhang Xiaojian took the waiter's barley tea thermos pot, filled the last cup and sat down, hearing this, he looked at her: "Ye Mozhu." ”
"Huh?"
"Today, while my aunt and uncle are here, I want to talk to you about something. ”
Ye's father and Ye's mother glanced at each other, and Ye Mozhu's pretty face turned red again.
Zhang Xiaojian didn't take any deep breaths, as if he was telling an ordinary thing, and said very directly: "I like you." ”
Ye Mu was stunned...
Father Ye grew up with a mouth.... He didn't have time to learn the art of war, but he also understood that this was called taking the lead.
Zhang Xiaojian picked up the teacup, saluted slightly, and took a sip.
"My name is Zhang Xiaojian. ”
"Twenty-four this year. ”
"I grew up in the old town of Jiangcheng. ”
"There are three people in the family, a mother and a sister, and the conditions are not very good. ”
"I'm currently working in a private company, but I'm not satisfied with the status quo and I'm trying to learn and improve. ”
"I hope I can be worthy of Mozhu in the future, um... That's it. ”
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In addition to using the word vigorous, it is impossible to describe Zhang Xiaojian's performance now.
Lao Ye and Ye Mu were a little dizzy from the heavy blow of this punch, and they didn't know what to say until the dishes were served.
Ye Mozhu's pretty face is still as red as the burning clouds outside the window, but she has always been a girl who dares to face it.
After Zhang Xiaojian confessed, she asked herself and came up with a definite answer.
It's just that the girl, especially in front of her parents, of course, can't be too straightforward, and now she needs to break the ice.
So she took a green vegetable and put it in Zhang Xiaojian's bowl.
"Eat more greens. ”