Chapter 17 The teacher is not good

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Located in the western suburbs, Ziyang Villa is a new villa group developed by the developer in the past two years, built on a hill in the western suburbs, with a total of 17 villas. The Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info are scattered from the mountainside to the top of the mountain, and there are also facilities such as hot springs, tennis courts, golf courses, and swimming pools.

Summer rode the small electric donkey distributed by the store all the way to the bottom of the mountain, and then stopped, supported the place with one foot, and looked at the slope in front of him with his mouth slightly open.

The long cement road extends upwards in a diagonal line, and the slope is nearly 80 degrees.

Summer was stunned, how could there be such a steep slope?!

She glanced at the little electric donkey under her again, took a deep breath, raised her foot, and twisted her right hand to the strongest.

Shout...

Within seconds of going uphill, the car was sliding backwards. In the summer, he quickly tightened the brakes, and with the help of two feet, he stopped the retreating little electric donkey.

Summer turned her head to look back, and she couldn't help but swear in her heart.

MOM (MA) EGG (DAN), NOT EVEN TEN METERS UP!

Looking back in the summer, I looked up the slope and couldn't see the end because it was too steep. Take another look at the little electric donkey under his ass, and then very wisely give up the delusion of riding it up the mountain.

After all, the ideal is plump, and the reality is skinny.

In the summer, I retreated to the bottom of the mountain, parked the electric car to the side, locked it, took out the food box from the back box, looked at the sloping long slope, and sighed.

I hope the distance is not too far, the uphill is already tired, and if it is farther away, it will not cost her life.

At the beginning of the summer, when I climbed up with a food box, I still had the leisure to look at the surrounding environment, and I looked left and right to see the novelty in my eyes. After ten minutes, there was no leisure to enjoy the scenery, but I just buried my head and walked up, already a little panting.

Twenty minutes later, a thin layer of sweat had formed on Summer's forehead.

Thirty minutes later, the heavy summer finally saw the flat land, and saw the words Ziyang Villa in the distance, as if he saw hope, and stepped up the pace under his feet.

Then, the second he stepped on the flat ground, the smile froze on his face.

In front of me are two large iron gates, inside the door is a flat cement road, but less than a hundred meters behind the cement road is a long slope, there is a slope on the slope, you can't see the end.

Summer finally understood the structure of the mountain, which is a large trapezoid, with one small trapezoid after another.

I can't help but slander in my heart, the fun of having money is really difficult to understand. She thought that she would never understand the thoughts of rich people, even if she had money in the future. If you don't live in a good urban center, you have to live in the suburbs, and the suburbs are still on the mountains, and the mountains are still on the mountains, and they are still on the mountains of this unusual road.

Do you want to drive and experience the feeling of 'taking me to pretend (pretend) and force (B) to fly with me'? With the slope of this slope, if you are not careful in driving, it should be very normal to fly out.

Packing up his mood, Summer walked to the doorman with a heavy food box and knocked on the doorman's window.

"Uncle, I want to ask, where is the eleventh Ziyang Villa?"

The doorman was an old man of nearly sixty years old, sitting at the table with reading glasses reading and reading the day's newspaper. When I looked out the window, I saw a little girl in a red T-shirt.

The old man put down the newspaper in his hand, took off the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, stood up, put his hands behind his back, and slowly swayed to the door to open the door.

"Little girl, what did you just say?"

"Uncle, let me ask, where is the eleventh Ziyang Villa?" said Xia patiently repeated.

"Oh. The old man should get down, turn around slowly, and point to the mountain, "No, on there." ”

Summer raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his head, and said with a smile: "Uncle, I know that I am on the mountain, I want to know which seat I am in, after all, the distance between this house and the house is quite far, and I am afraid that I will take the wrong road." ”

"That's... Is that. The old man nodded slowly in agreement, and then stretched out his hand again and pointed to the mountain. "The number of buildings is marked on the fence outside the house, from small to large, you just have to count them. ”

"Eh, thank you, uncle. Summer bowed and thanked him.

Uncle waved his hand, "No, no, no." ”

"Uncle, I'm leaving, goodbye!" Summer waved goodbye to the old man.

"Wait a minute. ”

The old man stopped the summer who was about to leave, turned around and went into the house, and when he came out again, he had an extra flashlight in his hand.

The old man stuffed the flashlight into Summer's hand, "It's dark, pay attention to the road under your feet." ”

"Thank you, uncle. "In the summer, I immediately felt a warm current flow in my heart.

"No thanks, you're not much older than my granddaughter, it's not easy. The old man said.

After saying goodbye to the old man of the doorman in the summer, he was in a good mood and hummed a little song, and his feet felt a lot lighter.

In this society, there are still many good people!

In the eleventh building of Ziyang Villa, Shen Moyan, Jing Ran, and Jing Ran's agent Li Ran were all sitting on the sofa, forming a circle around the coffee table, and the table was covered with various documents.

Li Ran babbled to Jing Ran about the itinerary for the next week and some precautions.

Jing Ran hugged the pillow and half-spread it on the sofa, rolling his eyes and tongue out.

Shen Moyan leaned on the sofa and looked through the documents in his hand.

Li Ran showed a tic-tac-toe grid on the corner of his forehead, reached out and took a pillow beside him and smashed it into Jing Ran's face.

"Boom!"

A neat faΓ§ade in the middle.

Jing Ran, who was hit, was very cooperative, and leaned sideways to the side to pretend to be a dead body.

Li Ran, who was watching, burst out, "Jingran!"

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"Well-!!"

Jing Ran put his index finger in front of his mouth and made a silent motion, "... Shhhhh After saying that, he tilted his head and continued to pretend to be his dead body.

Li Ran stood up angrily and threw the document in his hand on the coffee table.

"Lao Tzu has to resign! Otherwise, he will be replaced! Lao Tzu will never bring this kind of second-class artist again!!"

After Li Ran lost his temper, he looked around left and right, and found that those who pretended to be dead bodies continued to pretend to be dead corpses, and those who read documents continued to read documents, all of which regarded him as air.

So, Li Ran, who was flushed with anger...

The next second, his face was as usual, he continued to sit down, picked up the papers on the table and looked at them, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Ding-dong-ding-dong!"

Li Ran twisted his head in the direction of the door: "Strange, who will come at this time?"

The 'corpse' on the sofa jumped up with an excited face: "It's looking for me, it's looking for me, my pizza is here!"

Jing Ran rushed out excitedly, da...

Jing Ran felt that something was wrong, why was he still in place after running for so long, and when he looked back, the corner of his clothes was pulled by Li Ran.

"Li Ran, what are you doing? Let go! The delicious pizza is calling me at the door!!"

"I'm sorry, but the 'corpse' won't move, so if you're going to be pretending to be dead tonight, please do your part. Li Ran pulled the corners of his mouth and said with a smile.

"Let go, let go, I'm alive now!"

No matter what Jing Ran called, Li Ran was determined not to let go. He didn't want to pretend to be a dead body, he asked him to pretend to be enough! As for the resurrection, don't think about it...

When Jing Ran was arguing with his agent Li Ran, Shen Moyan had already walked to the door.

Panting Summer, she raised her wrist to wipe the sweat on her cheeks casually, and then glanced at the watch on her wrist, seven o'clock. She climbed this mountain for a whole hour, and the first order encountered such a hard list. Summer thought, she is really disadvantaged.

"Click. ”

After the door opened, what greeted Xia Xia's eyes was Shen Moyan's indifferent face.

Summer sighed in her heart, cold-faced man?!