Chapter 7 No. 42: Milk Force
On Jianshe Road, at the door of Master Kong's dim sum house, a man was asking passers-by who came and went. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
When Hong Kang saw that person, he was stunned, and said secretly: How could he appear here?
Hong Kang scratched his head, the man's name was Ni Zheng, he was a policeman, according to the memory of his previous life, the first time the two of them met should have been during the summer vacation of his sophomore year of high school.
The reason for the meeting was because of the 'liberating nature' of the summer art training course, which required the students to go out on the street to arrest people and confess.
Before Hong Kang could find a woman and speak, his apologetic smile was called to the police as a robber.
Alas...... It was only a little over a day before the rebirth changed the course.
Hong Kang sighed in his heart, picked up the bag containing cosmetics and the maid, and walked towards his store.
"Hello classmate, have you seen a big cat around here?" Ni Zheng asked.
It turned out to be looking for milk...... Hong Kang turned his head and hehe, "Mu has." ”
Ni Zheng nodded and crossed a line in the book.
"Ma'am, what about you?" Ni Zheng then asked.
Nedri looked at Hong Kang blankly, and her wild instinct told her that she shouldn't talk at this time.
Hong Kang hurriedly said: "Nedri is a foreigner and can't understand Chinese. ”
Ni Zheng smiled apologetically, and immediately asked in English.
Hongkang, a scumbag, said that he really couldn't understand English, but it didn't bother him.
"She's French." Hong Kang pointed to the savage suit on Nedri's body, "the latest fashion style in Paris, the fashion capital." "Carrying the bag," French maid outfit, cosmetics. ”
Ni Zheng was dumbfounded.
At this time in 2006, there were few foreign guests in a small city like Blue River, let alone French foreign guests, coupled with the fact that the Internet was not developed at this timeline, the main media of information were still in TV and newspapers, and most people just knew that there was a place name in Paris, France, and they had not been to it at all.
Take Master Kong's Dim Sum House as an example, most people think that this is a place to make desserts for children, but they don't know anything about desserts such as wine chocolate and ice cream for couples.
After fooling the dumbfounded Ni Zheng, Hong Kang returned to the store with his milk.
With Bobby's help, Grandma changed into a maid outfit and walked out of the room, "Thank you, I'm very satisfied with this outfit, let you break the bank." ”
Dressed in a maid's outfit, Nedri's proud figure adds a bit of uniform seduction, except for the frightening tan of the skin because of the wind and sun in the magnificent barrier, the other aspects are simply perfect!
"Tomorrow I will go to the library to borrow a few books on skin care, and you can take a good look at it later, and strive to make your skin much whiter in 21 days." Hong Kang tasted it carefully, and then asked, "How many days can you take a vacation here?" ”
"It can end at any time, but not more than a year at most," Bobby said. ”
Hong Kang nodded in understanding, and then asked, "If there is anything you have on vacation, just tell me, I will definitely help if I can help you." ”
Bobby: "I've found the owner of the hammer and now my biggest dream is to learn how to make desserts and have my own dessert workshop. ”
Nedri: "Instinct tells me that it's good to take a vacation here. ”
Hong Kang nodded.
Bobby's idea is simple, learn to make desserts, and then leave.
But the idea of milk vigor ...... Who can tell him, how instinct calculates? It's just a matter of thought!
"Tell me before you go." Hong Kang said. He turned and walked towards his room.
Suddenly, a wild fragrant wind came, and two upright buns wrapped the head.
"Thank you." Nedri hugged Hong Kang and said very sincerely: "Instinct tells me that although you have some bad thoughts from time to time, you are really good to me. ”
Three seconds later, Hong Kang, who was enjoying the warmth of her milk, was thrown upstairs by Nedri.
"Instinct tells me you're having bad thoughts again."
Hong Kang, who struggled to get up, rubbed his old waist against the wall, wanting to cry without tears.
"I'm not Megumi Yanashita, how can I not have bad thoughts when I am hugged by a beautiful woman!"
Lao Hong next door looked at Xiao Hong who was thrown upstairs, his eyes lit up, and he said in his heart: The few friends the little guy has met recently have extraordinary strength, could it be that his mother is finally willing to take him home?
…… That's it, sleep and sleep, no matter how it used to be, now I'm a flat-headed commoner, and my son is just an ordinary high school student.
Lao Hong fished out a bottle of Snowflake Chunsheng from under the bed, opened the lid with his thumb, and poured it into his mouth.
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Saturday.
Hong Kang came to the Golden Microphone Art Examination Training Center and listened to the teacher's lecture with other new students.
"I'm your broadcasting teacher, Jin Meili, I'll lead your broadcasting class in the future."
"I am your choreographer teacher, Zhu Yibo, and I will lead the choreography class."
"I'm acting teacher Li Wei, taking you to perform."
Soon, the three trial lessons ended.
"Students have a favorite major, and they can apply now." Ge Fang, a new teacher, said: "If you are not sure what major you are suitable for, you can come here and discuss with the teacher. ”
The freshmen swarmed towards Ge Fang, and several students who did not squeeze in formed small groups to discuss with each other.
Hong Kang, who had already decided that he was going to report to the editing and directing major, quietly opened the door and slipped out, and walked to the toilet familiarly.
When I passed by the teacher's office, the voice of the broadcast teacher Jin Meili came into my ears.
"Oh my God! There is a terrifying boy who came to the freshman today, and his face is ......" paused, as if he was thinking of some adjective, but he didn't expect it, and finally said: "With his appearance, which school dares to ask him?" ”
Hong Kang's face darkened, this Nima was definitely talking about him!
"You said that Hong Kang's student." Choreographer Zhu Yibo said: "I think he's very good, among all the freshmen, he has the widest range of knowledge, and he knows the most about choreography and directing. ”
"Pull it down! With his appearance, the interview will definitely not pass! ”
"The choreographer doesn't rely on his face to eat." Zhu Yibo argued.
"Okay, okay, stop arguing, I don't know if people pay or not, what's there to be noisy." Principal Tang Wei spoke, "We are a school here, and those who pay the money are students, as long as people are willing to learn, we will learn and teach!" As for whether you can pass the teaching, it depends on whether the ancestor will give you food or not, and it has nothing to do with us. ”
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There was a sound of footsteps.
Although it was not intentional, Hong Kang, who did eavesdrop, was empty-hearted, and hurriedly opened the door of the utility room opposite the office and got in.
Before closing, he vaguely saw that the person who went upstairs was Tang Hao, who went to their store to make trouble a few days ago.
"Why is he here?"
Hong Kang was puzzled, but when he looked up, he found that there was a person in front of him, a woman, and a woman without clothes.