Friday afternoon, two days before Christmas.

A Cayenne parked in a low-key and calm manner at the entrance of the China Academy of Fine Arts.

A few of the guards glanced at it, then turned their heads back away, ignoring it. At least half of the boys and girls who came in and out of the door were not affected in the slightest. There was a handful of them who stared at the car a few times, and some of the girls showed envious looks, while those boys were slightly resentful.

To the left of the school gate is a Ferrari 4S shop, which is also the largest Ferrari store in Qiantang City. To the right of the school gate is the Porsche shop, and the situation is the same.

These two stores were opened by Gu Mojie when he was in high school. Gu Mojie vaguely remembers that it will not be more than 02 years at the latest, and it also attracted a lot of attention at that time, because it was the first time that Ferrari and Porsche brand stores entered Qiantang City.

There is no shortage of money for the students here, or at least for the people who maintain the students here.

The impetuous atmosphere makes poor students who really want to learn art feel extremely cramped, and they are more or less inevitably alienated. Every evening, there are too many cases of picking up girls in luxury cars at the school gate, which is completely inconspicuous. Gu Mojie's prejudice against art when he was a child also mostly stemmed from this.

Gu Mojie's Cayenne cost 3 million.

However, the Cayenne series itself is not the top in Porsche, and there are many with a minimum allocation of **100,000. Therefore, driving this kind of car often gives people the impression of "can't even afford a million, just buy a Porsche with a face".

It's like those who drive Daben at the junction of urban and rural areas, but they end up driving C180, and they can only serve as a façade in front of the pure poor - anyway, the poor don't understand cars, as long as they see Daben's logo there, they will think you are awesome.

But if you really hit the eyes of the rich, you will be despised if you open a C180, and for the same money, it is better to open a beautiful beauty with the same 200,000 yuan, and others still think you are more pragmatic.

Obviously, the former students. Washing scissors and blowing Matt from Gu Mojie as a junction between urban and rural areas, the first time he came to the China Academy of Fine Arts to try the water to deceive and deceive the girl.

"Slow down, watch out for the bricks." Gu Mojie got out of the back row first, went around and opened the door for Lu Wenjun. Help your girlfriend down.

Ye Minru, who was driving, waited for Gu and Lu to get out of the car before driving to the parking lot.

Since offending the people of the government, Gu Mo has been a little more careful, and the company has also hired a male driver to work part-time as a half-bodyguard, and there are usually male drivers to drive. But today is the school where I came to study for my cousin. There will be no accidents, Gu Mojie is unwilling to make the scenery worse, so he lets Ye Minru drive.

Lu Wenjun put on light makeup today, and it was rare to wear high heels, and he walked a little unsteadily, and after more than a dozen steps, he gradually got used to it.

Lu Wenjun's figure is not bad, 1.65 meters tall, although he is two inches shorter than Felilo, he is enough to stand out. She is also a science student. You don't have to show up in business, and you naturally don't need high heels.

However, the sidewalk at the entrance of the Academy of Fine Arts is particularly strange, it is hollowed out of the square bricks, and grass is planted between the square bricks, which seems to show the school's environmental art design level - if you stomp in the thin heel, it will be the rhythm of twisting your legs in minutes.

"Tell you to wear flat heels as usual, and don't listen. Now I know it's not a good way to go. ”

Gu Mojie was afraid that his girlfriend would sprain, so he could only tighten the slender waist of the landlord Lu Wenjun at every step, almost lifting her whole person up. Lu Wenjun was also blushed, as if his boyfriend and girlfriend were showing affection at the school gate.

Lu Wenjun sneered coquettishly: "I don't blame you!" I said you can come by yourself, you have to bring me along. Yingying wants to see you. What is there to do in this kind of place. ”

"Yingying not only wants to see me, but also wants to introduce me to a few beauties of 'anime masters' - don't you worry about being jealous when you look at the girls here?" Gu Mojie said, pointing casually. Motioned for Lu Wenjun to pay attention.

I have to say that in the group with worse reading performance, the average appearance of girls has a certain upward trend. When it comes to a place like the China Academy of Fine Arts, a nine-point woman like Lu Wenjun is no longer a scarce existence that can be encountered. Maybe each class selects a class to spend it, and it can reach a ** score of Cheng dù.

Gu Mojie came with his girlfriend. Apparently to avoid suspicion.

"Brother~here, here~" As soon as Gu Mojie walked into the school gate, he saw Pan Yingying running briskly, plunged into his arms, and flew around for half a circle, if it weren't for Gu Mojie's strong body, I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to bear it.

"Brother, come so early, don't you miss me very much. Sister Junjun, you are getting more and more beautiful. Pan Yingying finished sprinkling and chatted like a little yellow warbler.

This movement finally attracted Gu Mojie's attention. A few boys passing by secretly spat out: "Nouveau riche! "The villain has a will! "Good coins are all dog-day! ”

This kind of school, it's nothing to pay millions of bags for the next girl. But if you have the ability to hug left and right in public, it is not ordinary. Gu Mojie and Pan Yingying are not similar in appearance, and no passerby will think that they are real brothers and sisters.

Many girls like to be called "brother". The word brother is sometimes used as well as "hehe".

Listening to the slight movement in the distance, Pan Yingying's face turned red, and she distanced herself from Gu Mojie a little, pinching her little pink fist and feeling depressed: "These guys are really villains." Brother, ignore them, let's go to the music bar opposite the school, the dormitory and teaching building are not easy to enter. ”

Gu Mojie's heart jumped, his face darkened, and he asked in a deep voice, "You don't study well!" To be honest, have you been following your classmates in bars in the past few months? See if I don't sue Aunt Sù for beating you to death. ”

Pan Yingying pouted and cried out aggrieved: "How can there be!" People have never been there, but I heard some of my classmates say that the atmosphere there is relatively good. If you hadn't come, we wouldn't have gone to the bar. It says it's a bar.,It's also a café.,And support your own DJing, music, and films.,A few of us who study anime.,It's more convenient to go there to communicate.。 Sister Junjun, you see my brother yelling at me again, I'm so pitiful. ”

After the last sentence was finished, Pan Yingying slyly hid behind Lu Wenjun, poked out half of her head like a kitten, only showed her eyes to look at Gu Mojie, and then stuck out her tongue and made a grimace where Gu Mojie couldn't see.

It's a pity that Gu Mojie is too familiar with his sister, how can this kind of little trick be hidden from him, he knocked Pan Yingying's head with a "bang". Reprimanded with a straight face: "Don't think I can't see!" As soon as I saw your apple muscles twitch, I knew you were grimacing! ”

It was Lu Wenjun who raised his hand to stop Gu Mojie from continuing to teach his sister, and Wen Yan persuaded: "Okay, you have to believe that Yingying will not learn badly." She's a big girl. I know what to do. ”

The group entered the Marconi Music Bar opposite the school gate. The bar is located in the park of the willow waves, surrounded by pine forests, and the house is surrounded by glass walls and a ring of oak platforms. There is also a private room separated by red brick. From DJs to musicians, they are all very professional, all kinds of electronic music equipment are also complete, and the sound in the bar is also an old-fashioned pot audio imported from France.

The highest-end audio does not use digital electronic circuits, and purely traditional analog circuits prevent signal distortion in the analog-to-digital conversion. In modern audio, the work that can be done by an integrated circuit board may regress to dozens or hundreds of old-fashioned tubes, so the volume of these speakers will be very large and domineering without exception. Power consumption and heating are also very domineering. It's a bit of a heavy e-punk feel.

"Handsome guys and beauties, please, what do you want to do?" The bartender at the bar smiled softly and greeted the group.

Pan Yingying said with a grin: "I booked the No. 2 box yesterday, and the credit card has been swiped. ”

"Oh, Miss Pan, huh? This side please. The waiter checked it and immediately led the person in.

"Yingying? Yo, you've never been to a place like this. ”

At the table next to it, several boys and women made a bunch, and there was high, and it seemed that they felt familiar after hearing Pan Yingying's voice. I turned around and took a look, and sure enough, I knew it.

A few of the boys hurriedly pushed the woman with heavy makeup next to them a little away. The first guy who looked to be one meter and eight characters, and was so handsome that he was stunned, got up and walked in front of Pan Yingying with a glass of gin mixed with juice and lemon slices. Squeezed out a smile and flattered: "Last time we were in a class activity together, did you come or not-this is ......?"

Pan Yingying pinched her throat, held back her momentum, and explained kindly: "This is my cousin, don't think about it." I'm talking to Wanqing today about business, if you have anything to say, let's talk about it back to school. ”

As soon as the other party heard that Gu Mo Jie was her cousin. There's nothing to say, and I still know a little bit of etiquette. It is also possible that the boy doesn't want to show his squishy side in front of Pan Yingying, otherwise he wouldn't have a chance.

Pan Yingying led Gu Mojie into the No. 2 box, turned on the music, opened her mobile phone and glanced at it, and said, "My girlfriends will be here in a while, brother, let's have something to drink first." ”

Gu Mojie obviously hadn't returned to the same channel yet, so he only consulted: "The table at the door just now is all your classmates?" ”

Pan Yingying was slightly aggrieved and said: "It's not all classmates, only more than half." I don't know where the rest of the women in society came from, and there is a man who is a big money from outside and has a girl. I don't usually associate with them. ”

"Then how did they talk to you!"

"Brother! Please, figure out two questions! Just because someone wants to chase me doesn't mean I'm going to be in a relationship with them! Don't you look at my current vision, how those squishy people can see it. Am I short of money? If you want to be my boyfriend, you must have at least one-tenth, or at least one percent of your ability-for example, when you are 20 years old, you can earn 100 million yuan by your own ability, or have the same achievements in other professional fields, that's about the same. That's not too much vision. ”

Lu Wenjun, who had been listening, chuckled in his heart, and doubted that his sister-in-law would become an older leftover girl in the future.

Gu Mojie and a few people were drinking in the box, and the people outside were not idle. Since discovering that Pan Yingying had come to the Marconi Music Bar, two girls in the gang began to report the news.

Pan Yingying just said that she made an appointment with a few girlfriends to talk about things. As classmates, those girls naturally knew who Pan Yingying was usually close to. There are really some beauties in there that are coveted by the powerful among the boys.

It was only five o'clock in the afternoon, and it was said that it was not the time of high tide. But in Marconi's bar, it didn't seem to take long for the crowd to get up. (To be continued.) )xh:.74.240.212