readx;??? Early on Monday morning, Ling Yang bought a few pieces of cake for breakfast at the open-air breakfast stall downstairs, and hurriedly squeezed into the bus to the Business College with a bag of milk in his mouth. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After a weekend of careful arrangement, Yao Haitao and Wang Tiecheng racked their brains and finally arranged a new identity for Ling Yang, so as not to expose Ling Yang. It happened that in Wang Tiecheng's construction team, there was a middle-aged man named Qian Heng, who was also from Huaguo, so Ling Yang naturally became Qian Heng's son, and under his father's "hard persuasion", he had to go to the Business and Trade College to learn financial and accounting knowledge, so that he could take over his father's accounting position in a construction company in the future.

In order to avoid being spied on, Ling Yang moved out of Yao Haitao's villa as early as the weekend, and rented a privately built two-story building next to the construction company.

The public transportation in the Southern Dynasty was very underdeveloped, and the buses were very scarce, so the bus was crowded with people, and Ling Yang got on the bus halfway, and after finally squeezing in, he felt that he immediately turned into one of the sardines in the can, and there was no gap to turn around, and he even felt a little difficult to breathe.

Finally managed to get out of four or five stops, Ling Yang saw that there was a seat vacant next to him, but the people around him had already set their eyes on this position, and rushed up, as if they wanted to eat the seat alive. Ling Yang was in a hurry, threw the bag containing the bean paste paste paste paste cake in his hand to the seat, calmly endured the murderous eyes of the passengers who grabbed the seat, squeezed it leisurely, and did it triumphantly.

Ling Yang was so sad that he forgot that there was still a sticky cake thrown on the seat, and this time he sat on it and pressed the sticky cake into a puddle of mud, and the red, red, yellow and yellow bean paste filling inside was all stained on his pants.

I don't know which passenger had sharp eyes, saw Ling Yang's embarrassment, and yelled: "Come and see!" Someone's pulling in the car! ”

The eyes of the passengers in the car were all on Ling Yang at once. Ling Yang hurriedly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I really didn't pull it, it's just a broken sticky cake!" ”

Ling Yang explained for a long time, but no one believed it, and the voices of discussion and accusations sounded one after another. Ling Yang was ashamed and angry, grabbed a handful of bean paste from his seat, kneaded it into a small ball, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it tastefully: "Look, I'll just say it's bean paste!" Hmm, it tastes so good......"

"Gross!"

"Gross!"

The vomiting sound on the bus immediately rang out, and one passenger even grabbed the driver's arm and shouted while spitting: "Stop, I want to get off, it's disgusting......"

The driver stepped on the brakes, opened the front and rear doors, and let the passengers swarm down, only then did he restart the car, but quietly opened the windows, took a big breath of fresh air outside, and kept peeking at Ling Yang from the rearview mirror. I saw Ling Yang holding a muddy "bean paste" in each hand, staying there, completely at a loss.

The rest of the bus were all business and trade students who were in a hurry to go to school, and they didn't dare to get off the bus for fear of being late. Just frowned and pinched his nose, there were windows around him, which had been opened early, and those who didn't have windows desperately squeezed to the front of the carriage, as long as they could get away from Ling Yang, thank God.

One of the students was relatively weak, and the window of the car next to him could not be opened because half of the glass was broken, so he had to take out a plastic bag from his pocket and put it on his head.

Ling Yang wanted to cry without tears, so he had to hold the bean paste in both hands, jumped up and down in the carriage, and explained to people one by one: "Brother didn't lie to you, brother really eats red bean paste......"

Everywhere Ling Yang went, everyone in the carriage fled from the wind, and the eyes that looked at Ling Yang were full of contempt and disgust, mixed with a trace of pity. Ling Yang was tired of explaining, and finally sat back in his seat, feeling miserable in his heart: "Why is my luck so bad, fortunately, I didn't mess up in school, otherwise how could I rob a woman with the young master of the Li family in Pyongyang?" ”

Ling Yang lowered his head and felt sorry for himself, a green jade hand, holding a pack of tissues, handed it to Ling Yang, on his wrist that seemed to be transparent, with a valuable Citizen women's watch, his voice was extremely familiar: "Classmate, you can clean it up first." ”

Ling Yang took the tissue, raised his head in surprise, and saw a youthful and moving girl's face, which was the Miss Park family who rode a bicycle two days ago and carried him for a while, Park Jung-hee.

Park Zhenxi had already recognized Ling Yang, and when he saw Ling Yang being embarrassed, he couldn't bear it, so he kindly relieved Ling Yang, his voice was crisp, and his voice was not big or small, just enough for the whole carriage to hear clearly: "I saw that before you got on the train, I bought a paper bag of sticky cakes, and I saw that you made the seats full, so I better wipe them first, so that others will not be able to sit down!" ”

Ling Yang smiled gratefully at Park Jung-hee, but Park Jung-hee had already squatted down and cleaned the dirt from his seat himself. Ling Yang wiped his pants, squatted down side by side with Park Jung-hee, and said with a smile: "I know you, the people in the school say that you are the eldest lady of a rich family, why are you like us poor people, crowding the bus?" ”

Park Jung-hee blushed and said in a low voice: "Since I have gone to college, I must rely on myself for everything in order to get rid of the care of my family and grow up in society." I'm not a wealthy nobleman at home, please don't talk nonsense, the people in the car are looking at us! ”

Ling Yang smiled awkwardly, smelling the unique girlish breath of Park Jung-hee's body at the end of his nose, his heart fluttered, and just wanted to get close to Park Jung-hee, two big men had already walked over and said respectfully to Park Jung-hee: "Miss, this kid is very raw, it seems that he is not coming from the right way, please go back to your seat, and we will clean up the dirt for you." ”

Ling Yang was despised, rolled his eyes and said dissatisfiedly: "Who said that people who are born in the face are not in the right way, and people on the street are all born in the wrong way, do you still have to interrogate them one by one to see which one of your relatives is not possible?" Hey, why don't you pay attention to people, it's really rude! ”

Park Jung-hee seemed to have a strict family education, returned to his seat, turned his head and stuck out his tongue at Ling Yang, and smiled mischievously. Ling Yang and Park Jung-hee winked their eyebrows for a while, and when they saw the two guards, they were always staring at him vigilantly, so they retracted their gaze in a wry manner, and finally waited until the bus drove into the key point in front of the University of Commerce and Trade before jumping out of the door and stretching.

Looking at the college students shuttling back and forth at the gate of the College of Commerce, everyone's faces were filled with youthful enthusiasm, Ling Yang seemed to have returned to his college days, and cheered: "Beautiful and evil college life, I'm here!" ”