"Say, who are you, why are you here, and what is the purpose," Chen Yan asked the boy to turn his back, pointed to the back of his head, and pretended to have a gun, "And where did you buy your jeans?"

"Beauty is calm, beauty is calm," the boy said, "my name is Vincent, I am here for a ride, the purpose is to go back to my hometown, my jeans, jeans stolen." ”

"Be honest!" Chen Yan's tone aggravated, "A pair of jeans is also going to be stolen?"

"What about hundreds of thousands of these jeans," the boy muttered, "If you don't steal it, I'll buy it?"

"Hundreds of thousands, who are you cheating?" Wang Chong said beside him, "If I have hundreds of thousands, why would I buy jeans?"

"What does it have to do with someone else buying if you don't buy it?" the boy asked rhetorically.

Wang Chong thought about it carefully, and the other party was right, so he stepped aside and stopped talking.

Chen Yan rolled her eyes, it was obvious that they had caught each other, okay, shouldn't they be arrogant and even humiliate each other at this time? Why did they act like a primary school student and be pushed back with two sentences?

"Hundreds of thousands of jeans," Chen Yan teased, "I want to take it off and take a look." ”

"No!" the boy covered his face, "You can't do something so shy!"

“……”

"Seriously," the boy continued, "haven't you heard of Vin's?"

"Vince?" said Wang Chong, "what is that? with Ness?"

The boy looked at Wang Chong in confusion, this thing disrupted his pretending thinking.

"It's all quiet!" Chen Yan said. She felt that the scene was a bit chaotic. The scene continues to be chaotic, but it is about to get out of control. Anyway, why did you ask him about jeans just now?

"You," Chen Yan pointed to the boy's nose, "You said you were going back to your hometown?"

"yes, here's my ticket. The boy handed over the ticket, Chen Yan took the ticket, and saw the word "Vincent" written on the passenger.

"Vincent, what nationality are you?"

"Chinese. ”

"And what are you doing with this strange name?"

"Is that a strange name?"

"......" Chen Yan suddenly found that she had wasted all her mission time on this guy.

"The surname Wen has a long history, inherited from the ancestor of the Zhou Dynasty Ji Chang, that is, the famous King Wen of Zhou, some of the eight generations of grandchildren of King Wen of Zhou changed to the name of King Wen of Zhou, and the surname Wen was handed down from that time...... "Vincent gushed endlessly," the famous writer of the Southern Song Dynasty, Wen Tianxiang ......"

"It's not strange, you should go home quickly......" Chen Yan was powerless.

"Come home, I feel uneasy to have people like you at the station!" Vincent said, "who are you, why are you here, what is your purpose, and where did you buy your gun?"

Chen Yan almost took out the laser gun and dismantled him.

She picked up the box from the iron rack, turned and left. Wang Chongchao smiled at Vincent and followed in a curt.

"Don't go!" Vincent followed, "What is this box? What's in it, what are you doing with it?"

Chen Yan couldn't hold back any longer, she put the box aside, smiled politely at Vincent, and then kicked the boy in the knee. This kick can be said to be ruthless, because if it is only a thigh or calf injury, you can endure the pain and continue to walk, while a knee injury is not a matter of whether you can bear the pain at all, but whether you can walk. Chen Yan wanted to get rid of the boy with one kick.

Of course, she was too naïve, how could a person like Vincent who was a kung fu hooligan be a gentleman with his feet? The boy dodged Chen Yan's feet, but instead bent his legs to hook Chen Yan's calves, and Chen Yan couldn't break free, and staggered to stand firm.

"You...... What are you doing?" Chen Yan said anxiously, "Wang Chong, come and help!"

"Oh!" Wang Chong hurriedly rushed over, grabbing Vincent's leg with one hand and Chen Yan's leg with the other...... Trying to separate the legs.

Vincent frowned, I'm afraid this thing isn't a fool, right?

"Kick him, kick him!" Chen Yan cried to Wang Chongben.

"Oh!" Wang Chong quickly let go and kicked Vincent with his flying legs. Vincent's right foot hooked Chen Yan, and his body couldn't dodge immediately, so he had to catch Wang Chong's foot with his hand.

Wang Chong was stunned, he didn't expect to be able to use his hands.

Vincent took advantage of the situation and unloaded the strength on Wang Chong's feet to the side. Wang Chong didn't stand firmly, and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Wang Chong, you piece of waste!" Chen Yan shouted unceremoniously. She didn't expect that the boys couldn't move, Wang Chong's foot could still be blocked, and finally he was knocked to the ground by the opposite side. What the hell does my cousin want this guy to come in?

"I'm sorry, girl. Vincent let go of Chen Yan and bowed politely. Chen Yan patted her leg angrily, and just wanted to speak, when she suddenly saw Vincent's body crooked and fell to the ground.

Wang Chong got up from the ground, took off his raincoat, and took off his mask, revealing gray-white bandages all over his body.

"I'm not a waste. Although she was facing Vincent, Chen Yan felt that Wang Chong said this to her. She felt a little guilty for a while, and the sentence just now seemed to be a little heavy.

Vincent got up, dusted his shirt and jeans, and muttered, "My pants are worth hundreds of thousands." ”

"It's not stolen yet. Wang Chong said.

Vincent didn't speak, he stared at Wang Chong for a while, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Wang Chong said subconsciously, and then he realized that the other party was laughing at his bandages, "Haven't seen a mummy?"

Chicken Soup for the Soul says it well: learn to laugh at yourself and never give others a chance to laugh at you.

"I've seen a mummy, I've never seen anything so stupid. Vincent still laughed, "You're all bandaged, and you're covered with a raincoat and a mask, aren't you hot? You're the hottest mummy I've ever seen." ”

Although "hot" means hot, Chen Yan knows that it is used here to mean "sexy", which is to ridicule Wang Chong. She didn't know if Wang Chong could hear this, if ......

"Hulk, you mean I look like Hulk in a bandage?" Wang Chong was confused, he didn't think it looked like it.

“……”

"Anyway, please don't harass us. Wang Chong said. He looked at Chen Yan, "I'...... Sister, I don't like to be harassed. ”

"It's not fair, she asked me, and I answered. Vincent said.

"I didn't let you answer," Chen Yan said, "You're really annoying." ”

"Then I'll ask this mummy, right?" Vincent pointed to Wang Chong, "It's the first time I've met someone who is engaged in performance art, and I'm a little nervous." ”

Wang Chong was stunned for a moment, and then immediately understood. He suddenly felt that "performance art" was a good reason, and even if he went out with a bandage, maybe no one would make a fuss, because most people would probably see him as a performance artist?

"Mummy, why don't you speak?" said Vincent.

"Don't call me a mummy," Wang Chong had already found a name for his performance art, "call me, Pharaoh." ”

"Poof~" This time it was not only Vincent, but Chen Yan also laughed. Fifteen-year-old Wang Chong, of course, didn't know how much of a second-class nickname he came up with seemed to this girl six years older than him.

"Pharaoh. Vincent thought. However, he smiled, "Don't know the name of this young lady yet?"

"Why should I give you the name?" asked Chen Yan angrily.

"Hahaha," Vincent smiled and stepped aside, "we'll see you again." ”