Song Baojun was stunned for a moment and said, "Okay, I also think it's weird to be called a senior brother and sister." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Mai Xuanlin hurriedly shouted: "Brother! ”

"Huh?"

Mai Xuanlin blushed and stammered: "I, I was specially recruited by the academy in the countryside of Lulu City, and she and they usually look down on me. I—I've always wanted to have a brother, just, just like you...... No, don't laugh at me, I just want to call you brother. ”

Song Baojun can fully understand this mentality, and anyone who is helped by others when they are isolated and helpless will feel ten times stronger than usual. Seeing that the little girl was too nervous, she smiled and said, "My brother will protect you." ”

"Well, brother, I'll pour you a glass of water." Mai Xuanlin immediately walked to the water dispenser, took out the paper cup and poured a glass of water with her hands and feet. When I sent it over, because I was excited, I sprinkled a small half on myself.

Song Baojun thought that it would be good for his sister to be so well-behaved, and asked, "Where is your home in Lulu City?" ”

"Cangyou County, has my brother heard of it?"

Song Baojun just wanted to say that he didn't know, but the philosophical personality in his mind immediately came into play, and said: "Oh, the most economically backward county in Lulu City, with a population of 420,000 and a per capita annual income of less than 5,000 yuan, is not as good as many areas in the Western District. However, the geographical location is quite good, and it can be considered to build a highway that leads directly to Huxi Province to connect Lulu City and Kuansha City, and become an important transportation artery to drive the economic development of the county. ”

The little girl smiled reluctantly: "My brother knows so much." In fact, he also has an inferiority complex for his own "the most economically backward county in Lulu City".

Song Baojun felt that this was not appropriate to say to the little girl, and secretly scolded the "showmanship" attribute of the philosophical personality, and said with a smile: "You can learn from Teacher Tu well, and when you grow up and become famous in the future, you can also return to your hometown." No one can choose where he comes from, but he can change his future. Okay, you stay here and cultivate your emotions, and don't mess up later. ”

Mai Xuanlin nodded seriously: "I will." ”

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While everyone was away, there was just time to visit the campus of the Conservatory. Sure enough, it is a very artistic place, woods, flower beds, fences, lawns, decorated very delicate and beautiful, fountains, sculptures, street lamps, wooden chairs are all chic and distinctive, every thing has a special charm, and every place has a meaning.

I traveled all the way and took many photos with my mobile phone.

Looking at the "Crazy Drag" brand quartz watch, it was almost noon, and before the meeting was over, Song Baojun already felt hungry and began to look around for the canteen.

The dining hall was not found, but at the intersection opposite the bronze statue of Mozart, I found a café covered with green vines. The walls are deliberately decorated with antique red bricks, and the awning in front of the door is a black iron frame in the style of the 19th century European steam age.

I saw a sign hanging in front of the window, which read "French food is served today" in Chinese, English, German, French and Western languages, and Song Baojun immediately rushed in.

There are only three or two customers in the restaurant, and the atmosphere is peaceful and quiet.

The noon sun shines outside, reflecting the bright window glass, and then reflecting a few rays of light in, making it appear that light and darkness are intertwined, adding a bit of peace.

The tables, chairs and benches are framed in black iron, with a thick oak board on top, and then covered with red and blue, deliberately aged checkered fabric. On the table is a bouquet of roses in Greek pottery, and the fragrance is wafting.

Pale red glass chandeliers hang from the low ceiling, one for each table. In the corner far from the door, the light was not bright enough, and a student couple was whispering, and the faint lights were already on. It really gives full play to the petty bourgeoisie.

Song Baojun found a chair by the window and sat down, and the waiter came with the menu: "How many gentlemen are there?" ”

"One." I took the menu and swept it, and I was almost shocked into a cold sweat, 15 black pepper steaks, 18 baked snails, 26 foie gras, and the price of red wine is even more outrageous.

But since he came, he couldn't escape in ashes, Song Baojun straightened his waist in an instant with his gray coat, in order to make his style more gentlemanly, and said: "Well, let's have an onion soup, a fried fresh scallop with foie gras, a lamb chops baked with rosemary chicken juice, and a lemon cake, so be it." ”

"Do you need any drinks, sir?"

"Give me a cup of iced tea." Song Baojun picked up a cigarette, and the waiter quickly took out a zippo lighter and lit it for him.

Leaning back in the chair, with one hand on the table and the other on the back of the chair, Erlang's legs were raised, and a puff of smoke slowly exhaled, staring at the quiet Mozart statue outside the window, feeling that the petty bourgeois life was very close to him.

"I'm sorry, but don't smoke ......" A woman wearing a milky white fisherman's hat on the opposite side put down the book in her hand, and in the middle of her words, she suddenly said in surprise: "It's you." ”

The woman was the beautiful sister sitting behind him in the Friday music open class, dressed casually, with her hair casually on her shoulders, a cup of coffee in front of the table, and a pair of sunglasses in her hand.

"When I'm worried about the situation in Crimea, the European debt crisis, the tsunami in Indonesia, the shipwreck in the Philippines, the RB Fukushima nuclear leak, the school shootings in the United States, the fan riots in Brazil, and the turmoil in the British stock market, I smoke a cigarette or two once in a while." Song Baojun said.

"You can keep smoking." The beautiful sister smiled slightly, lowered her head and read the book again.

Song Baojun looked at her, and then looked at the thirty-two new thirty-two books in her hand. Good guys, "The Unbearable Lightness of Life", by Milan? Kundera, too, is too literary! I couldn't help but say: "This book has to be read in the original French to have a taste." ”

"Really?" The beautiful sister replied softly, her face was very light, her eyes were always focused on the book, obviously ignoring the other party's emotions.

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