"Xiaoyan, you really don't want me to help?" Wang Xiuli looked at Li Yan on the motorcycle, and said with some concern, "After all, you are not very familiar with Seoul, or your aunt should come to deliver fried noodles." ”

Li Yan sat on the motorcycle, facing his aunt's worries, but he didn't care at all and swore and promised, "Don't worry, auntie, I'm not a child anymore, I promise to deliver the fried noodles to the destination safely." As he spoke, Li Yan fixed the silver aluminum box containing the fried noodles.

Li Yan turned his head and showed a reassuring smile to his worried aunt Wang Xiuli, picked up the helmet on the motorcycle and put it on his head.

And then, and then the hard hat didn't even go down.

For this completely unexpected plot development, Li Yan and Wang Xiuli were both dumbfounded.

What is this? Li Yan looked at the helmet in his hand with a ridiculous expression, and suddenly felt an urge to scold his mother in his heart.

First of all, let's put aside the speechlessness and absurdity of the whole thing for the time being, and analyze the reasons why Li Yan can't wear a hard hat. To put it bluntly, it's nothing, because the size of this hard hat is naturally a little smaller, and it's definitely not because Li Yan's head is too big to be stuffed.

Definitely not!

“……”

The atmosphere at the scene was very embarrassing, and it took a long time for Wang Xiuli to react, and she glanced at Li Yan's head and the hard hat in his hand undetectably, and showed a rather strange look on her face, "Xiao Yan, why don't I go find other hard hats......

"Auntie, don't use it at all," Li Yan barked as if he had been stepped on by a cat's tail, and righteously shook his head to refuse, "I just didn't have a hard hat to wear it just now, and it was definitely not because of my big head." ”

As he spoke, Li Yan shoved his head into the helmet that was obviously one size smaller. The flesh on the cheeks filled the space in the helmet as if it were about to drown.

"Then Auntie, I'll go and deliver the fried noodles first!" hurriedly dropped a sentence, and Li Yan immediately fled as if he was riding a motorcycle and roared out.

……

"Your eyes, your nose, your lips

The hand that touched me, even the little fingertips

I still feel everything about you

Like extinguished fireworks

Our love hurts my heart

Until now, I can only think of you as a memory......"

Li Yan rode a scooter through the streets of Seoul, and the mournful and emotional singing echoed around him from time to time. South Korea is a place where songs are easily overflowing, and Li Yan has only passed a few streets and has heard this song repeatedly mentioning the facial features in the lyrics several times.

I have to say that this song is very toxic, and after listening to kung fu for a while, Li Yan will unconsciously hum along.

The song "Eyes, Nose, Mouth", sung by BIgBang member Taiyang, topped the top few music charts in Korea on the day it was released, and it won the championship on many music source charts, which is quite popular. Count it as a big hit in the last month.

Riding a small motorcycle and stopping at a red light at a certain intersection, Li Yan naturally received the attention of pedestrians. I have seen a lot of people who deliver fried noodles in Chinese restaurants, but it is the first time I have seen someone as 'arrogant' as Li Yan.

Coming out of the Chinese restaurant, Li Yan realized how eye-catching he was, or should I say the motorcycle he was riding, was in front of him. Fortunately, there was a hard hat to block his face for him, otherwise Li Yan didn't think he would have such a thick skin to deal with the gaze of the pedestrians around him.

Even, behind Li Yan's hard hat and can't see, someone has already picked up his mobile phone to take pictures of this wonderful scene. Uploading it on the web has sparked quite a bit of discussion.

"A delivery man with a difference found on Seoul Road."

"Dafa, look at this fan, who should be a crazy fan of Girls' Generation!!" recognized the young sticker on the motorcycle, and some netizens left a message.

"KKK, this is definitely the most 'arrogant' sone I've ever seen."

"When I was young, I made a lot of money, and even the delivery man on the road had such a sense of existence!"

"I don't know if you have noticed, I found the stickers of Frog Juncao and Poruru in the stickers of my youth!" This is a more attentive netizen who was stunned to see the frog Juncao and Poruru on the motorcycle in the blurry photo.

"Could it be that this person not only likes to be young, but also loves to watch cartoons?!"

"Judging from the back, this is obviously already an uncle, I didn't expect my heart to be so pure!"

Fortunately, Li Yan is not very familiar with the Korean Internet, and he can't see these netizens' messages about him.

finally passed the red light at the intersection, and Li Yan immediately got off the accelerator of the motorcycle and went all the way. While driving, he still sighed in his heart.

Sure enough, he and his aunt are still too far apart.

Think about my aunt who usually rides this special motorcycle around Seoul to deliver jajangmyeon, and she still looks like she doesn't change her color. Li Yan felt that he still had a long way to go before his aunt.

……

In a Chinese restaurant.

"Hey, where's the little talker? Why not in a restaurant? ”

Park Guozhong noticed that Li Yan was missing from the restaurant, and asked Wang Xiuli who came to the kitchen to pick up vegetables.

"Oh, you say a little talk," put the fried side dishes away, Wang Xiuli replied casually, "Just now a takeaway call for some fried noodles came in, and I couldn't help him so much that he could only let him deliver the fried noodles for me." ”

"Can it be done, Xiao Yan is not familiar with Seoul, what if it goes wrong." Hearing Wang Xiuli's words, Park Guozhong first frowned and worried. Then he reacted, "Hey, I remember that the motorcycle that delivered the fried noodles was not damaged a few days ago, and what did Xiao Yan ride?" ”

Park Guozhong remembered that the motorcycle he had been riding as a delivery was rubbed by a car at the intersection and sent for repair. I haven't had time to get it back yet.

"It's not the motorcycle that was thrown in the warehouse." Wang Xiuli replied without raising her head.

Park Guozhong was obviously stunned for a moment, and then continued, "You said that motorcycle, didn't you feel ashamed to ride it before, and the delivery of food in the past few days is also being delivered by borrowing someone else's car." ”

"I don't think it's too troublesome to borrow a motorcycle from others," Wang Xiuli raised her head and said after hearing Park Guozhong's words, "Besides, Xiao Yan didn't say much when he saw the motorcycle." Isn't there more stickers on the car, and not many people will see it when riding on the road. ”

Auntie, I've said a lot! Moreover, there are many people watching the motorcycle riding on the road.

If Li Yan was here at the moment, he would definitely cry when he heard his aunt's words.

Ps: I hope you will support you in the new book period, and recommend the collection and reward.