The deafening applause was a little more intense than the steel and wind dancing of the glamorous stars in Los Angeles last year. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"After watching such a performance, it was hearty, and I could eat two more pieces of meat!"

"That's it! This is for the old men..."

I don't know who drooled at someone else's big white ****, Sheriff Tommy in Los Angeles rolled his eyes in disgust, but couldn't find any words to refute.

The curtain on the stage slowly fell, and the dance troupes used to adjust the atmosphere took the stage to dance Broadway dance steps on the stage with long white legs.

And Qin Guan, who got off the stage, clapped his hands with these Asian fellows one by one.

……

When the prosperity finally comes to an end, the leftovers at the front desk indicate the end of this wonderful New Year's Eve party, and as a conscientious sheriff, he naturally can't do the lack of morality that he throws away when he runs out.

He was now backstage, watching these brave men with mostly Asian faces, chatting enthusiastically while eating the big pot of rice provided by the New York Police Department.

Due to his understanding of the monks, Qin Guan also specially found a Chinese takeaway and delivered a few vegetarian dishes to the masters present.

Sheriff Henry's intention here is also very clear, because he sees the possibility of a family of police and people here.

Out of the conservatism of Asians, the sense of the police is that they will never look for the police if they are fine.

So this also makes these Asian-owned shops the first target of some criminals.

Coupled with the differences in language, culture, and communication methods, the police who came later were also very headaches, and many people were not so serious about their right to prosecute in the case of serious financial losses for fear of retaliation.

And today, with such an opportunity, it is very good for Director Henry to be able to sit down and deepen the understanding of people on both sides.

What's more, he still has something to ask for this group of people, yes, after seeing the mysterious Chinese kung fu, Director Henry is very interested in the use of Chinese-style martial arts in actual combat.

He also felt that in terms of personal fighting skills, he could learn from the strengths of hundreds of schools and integrate them into the daily training of police officers.

In this way, he needs to have a good chat with these martial arts masters in New York City about more in-depth recooperation, and hopes to hire them to become martial arts instructors of the New York Police Department.

Qin Guan is naturally happy to match for this, and the good teachers of the Chinese will not change in any country.

For them, it is the goal of these martial artists in a foreign land to carry forward the Chinese martial arts culture to all parts of the world and let more people know about him.

Naturally, Lang is affectionate, and the concubine is intentional, but after three or two sentences, everyone talks happily.

Qin Guan, who saw that he had completed his annual tasks, was finally able to return to his hometown in the cold winter at the end of 2003 and live a New Year full of Chinese New Year.

Although he returned to China not long ago, in the traditional festival, in his most familiar nest, a comfortable New Year is full of infinite temptation for Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei.

At that time, China, which had been opened up, naturally did not need them to bring back the so-called local products in large bags, and the two who traveled lightly easily flew to Y City with a transfer at the capital airport.

The seaside town that gave birth to him and raised him.

That little city with a slow pace, a slow pace, a slow life.

……

The first thing that every wanderer who is far away from home does after returning home is to greet relatives and friends.

Regardless of whether he knows or not, as a star in the high-profile Y City, Qin Guan's return has become the basis for showing off between parents and relatives.

In that small city where two or three friends can pull each other into kinship, just because of Qin Guan's homecoming, it was like boiling water under the lid of a pot, boiling.

After the Zhang family was invited, the Li family was invited, such days lasted for three or four days, and after Qin Guan's body was touched with a layer of bald skin, he could be regarded as completely settled.

When people are quiet, the easiest thing to do is to look back on the past, the brilliant flying youth of the past.

And the place that represents the most youthful people in Y City is nothing more than a few, Nanshan Park, which has the most trips when going to school, and the White Coast where you hold hands and play handsome when you pick up girls.

The fried stew in the small market of the southwest river, the arcade game on the side of the Zhenhua commercial building.

Each location is full of student memories, those memories that have been swayed on the 28 bicycle when carrying a schoolbag cross-body.

Therefore, Qin Guan, who claims to be a literary and artistic youth now, naturally wants to join hands with Cong Nianwei, starting from her alma mater, where she loves and knows each other, to draw a full stop called revisiting these bits and pieces.

In 2004, a new day, a new beginning, with his beloved little hands around his waist and his half-used bicycle that he dragged out of his shed yesterday.

The face is covered with the cold wind of winter, but the heart is as warm and bright as spring and March, and the brand called No. 1 Middle School is getting closer and closer to them at this time.

It's close... Whew... It's close... Whew.

"I said, Weizi..."

"Huh?"

"Let's discuss something?"

"Say?"

"You come down first, I can't kick anymore, ahhh Hurry, the car is going to reverse! ”

Accompanied by Qin Guan's long legs supporting this big steep slope that he had struggled for many years, it was his failure to lead people uphill.

"You can't do it? Why is it not as good as before? ”

"Hey, I'll just do it, I didn't take you to school before, did I? This back seat is loaded with a sack of 100 pounds or 10 pounds, isn't it weighing? ”

"Besides, from a dynamic point of view, we are analyzing it, and the slope here is not an exaggeration to call it a hillside, and this angle is almost catching up with a forty-five degree angle."

"Back then, I climbed the hill by myself, plus the sprint acceleration when I was on the ground, right....?"

Cong Nianwei looked at Qin Guan with a serious and refuting face, as if the closer he got to his school, the more naïve this person became.

"Well, you're right! Why are you still stunned, push? ”

"Oh, by the way, this bike doesn't work either, it doesn't have a shift...."

Is there an end?!

Of course it's not over...... The two of them were bored in the eyes of the uncle at the door like a thief, and walked out of the campus playground of No. 1 Middle School.

It's really two characters who are no longer green, and one of them still wraps himself like a robber, poking at it in the campus that has not yet been on vacation, which is too dazzling.

After being casually passed by the inspectors in red armbands for the third time, Qin Guan took Cong Nianwei and fled, even forgetting to remember his favorite No. 1 Middle School canteen.

The first stop of the memories of youth: the campus, pretending to be a failure. (To be continued.) )