Chapter 274: Feelings are Poetry
"I'm not from the academy." Tang Lang refused.
Tang Lang didn't want to deny the question of whether he was picking up girls at all, but planned to deny his identity as a student.
The big young master who was driving a bright green bag saw this old man like a mouse seeing a cat, and combined with this old man holding up the "VIP card" of the entertainment venue, Tang Lang judged in his heart that it would be no good to get too close to this old guy.
What kind of "star world" is just by listening to the name, you know what the realm is. Put it in such a convenient location, and you can see that you have not been patronized at a glance. Tang Lang could almost imagine the appearance of this old man as an old astringent wolf in the splendor of his pink arms.
If you can stay away from him, naturally, you must not recognize the identity of the academy students. Anyway, the Qingyu Military Academy has a radius of dozens of kilometers and tens of thousands of students, he doesn't believe that he is so unlucky, he can meet him on campus, not to mention, his legs and feet are not so dexterous when he looks at him.
"Not from the Academy?" But an unfathomable smile appeared on the white-haired old man's face. "Are you sure?"
"Sure!" Tang Lang was a little drumming in his heart, but his eyes were very firm.
Qiu Ruge and the three people in the machine repair shop looked curiously at Tang Lang who was competing with the old man, in their understanding, the students of Qingyu Military Academy are all proud sons of the sky, and wherever they go, they can't wait to proudly put the identity of the cadets on their heads, but Tang Lang refuses to admit it.
And that's it, it's not no, it's not a big deal, the important thing is that Tang Lang's attitude is clearly that he doesn't want to have more contact with the old man who has revealed his identity and must be a big man in the military academy, which is somewhat unbelievable.
You know, on the territory of the courtyard area, if there is such a big man covering, what a happy thing it should be! Otherwise, no matter how young Mo Kitten is, no matter how unfamiliar he is, he will never dare to rashly accept the 200,000 credits of "stomach ache" Boss Du.
But Tang Lang actually had a sense of dΓ©jΓ vu that he couldn't avoid.
Brother Tang, it's really awesome. is the kind of hero who is not afraid of power and does not depend on power. Mo Kitten is already worshipping no.
It seems that the admiration that flashed in Qiu Ruge's eyes also had the same thoughts as her elementary school apprentices.
Maybe only the sloppy uncle understands Tang Lang's true intentions a little, with his thoughts, if he is scolded by this crazy old man every day, he will go crazy. Tang Lang, a very sensible young man!
"This morning, Yan Chilie, that guy took a person's information and came to a few of us old guys to sign and agree to the issuance of a badge named "Whole College Listening Badge", do you know why he was the last to look for me? The white-haired old man said with a smile.
"I am, I'll send you!" Tang Lang immediately made a decision.
Soft!
Not to mention anything else, the old guy who can put Yan Zhanshen at the end, he is a little scumbag, soft, and not ashamed.
"That's right!" In the face of Tang Lang's interest, the white-haired old man nodded rarely, and turned around to greet the big flower dog lying on the carpet in the store: "Bag goods, go, someone paid the fare today!" β
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Dare to be affectionate, I want someone to pay the fare! What about a good walk?
"No money!" Tang Lang categorically opened his personal brain and showed his financial situation to the old man.
Ugly words have to be talked about in front, Tang Lang is very Chinese.
"Poof!" Qiu Ruge smiled.
Tang Lang, whose purse is so clean, but so honest, does not give people a sense of dΓ©jΓ vu of a poor bastard, including the scholar and glasses man who is very wary of him.
Some people are poor, not because they are poor, but because of psychological factors.
"I'll drive you!" Qiu Ruge volunteered, and there was no pretension to leave the two of them for dinner.
"No!" One old and one young refused in unison.
"Humph! Don't pretend to be poor for Lao Tzu, even if the money is gone, the monk can't run the temple, and there is a monthly student allowance! The old man snorted angrily. I'll put it on first, and I'll pay it back later. β
Obviously, the old man was a little annoyed that Tang Lang was respectful of him, this was a plan to hold a pit and a handful, even if it was a fare or two credits!
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A farce that broke out on an autumn afternoon ended with the departure of the white-haired old man, Tang Lang and a big flower dog.
As the sun sets, the sky is full of stars and the three-wheeled satellite "Bright Moon", which is a spectacle of the capital.
One is as big as a basin and bright and clean, and two small as human fists are slightly dim. Those were the two artificial fortresses guarding the Capital Star, and the Southwest Federation spent hundreds of years building the first line of defense in the starry sky hundreds of thousands of kilometers away from the Capital Star. Together with the "Angry Dragon" class railgun deployed over the natural satellite of the Capital Star, it presents a terrifying triangular firepower, even the armor of the main cruiser of the Starfleet is tens of meters thick, and it cannot withstand the heavy blows of its consecutive guns, which is also the most proud protection of the military and civilians of the Capital Star.
Although the 100-kilometer-diameter Starry Sky Fortress looks extremely small in the distant hundreds of thousands of stars, the inhabitants of the Capital Star still refer to it as the Bright Moon when it appears at the moment when it is closest to the near orbit of the Capital Star at night.
Cover because of the ancient verse "The bright moon is still there, and the people have returned"! Human beings always place their inner beauty on something.
The three clerks of the machine repair shop sat on the hillside opposite the shop yawning, watching the boss Qiu Ruge put his head on his bent knees and stared at the moon in a daze. There were a few cans of beer that had been drunk nearby.
They didn't understand what the boss was crazy about, and instead of sleeping at this time, they wanted to call them over to drink and watch the moon. The two reassuring artificial moons had faded so far away that they were no longer visible, and only the natural bright moon shone softly in the sky.
Qiu Ruge had just taken a shower, and there was no machine shop uniform, but a short vest that softly outlined a slender waist, and a denim short coat was put on the outside, and the flaxen-colored hair was scattered behind him with a trace of moisture, and the girl's unique fragrance made Uncle Han Feng, who was scummy, quietly twitch his nose on the side.
Not to mention the elementary school apprentice who has a straight eye and takes peeping at the boss as part of his life, and Jin Qingzhi, a college dropout who has always thought that as long as he is silently by his side, he will definitely be able to win the hearts of beauties. It's not the charm of Qiu Ruge itself, the sloppy uncle who is at ease with the encounter and the elementary school apprentice Mo Kitten who has nowhere to go may still be in the shop, but he, a "ghost talent" who thinks that ordinary people can't understand, will not succumb to the small machine repair shop.
If it were usual, the three unreliable guys in the store would often encounter the flying wrenches as a warning, but at this moment, some confused girls obviously did not pay attention to them.
She covered her aching right cheek with an ice pack and looked at the starry sky, her eyes as deep and mesmerizing as black gems.
I have to say that at this time, the "stomach ache" that is also tossing and turning and unable to sleep in his own mansion is not very good, but the vision of looking at beauties is extremely high, Qiu Ruge may not be very beautiful, but she definitely has a unique temperament.
After a moment, the bridge of her nose wrinkled slightly, and she bit her honeyd lips with her teeth, hesitating. Her mind kept flashing back to the young man who had strode out to declare war on violence at her desperate moment, giving her a desperate feeling of rushing to the shore when she was about to drown, and she remembered not his tricks, only his indifferent but fearless expression in the face of those ferocious and vicious arms.
And all this was after he looked at himself for an unknown amount of time on the opposite hillside, below where she was now. The unhappiness of the past, at this moment, turned into an expectation.
Girl's feelings are always poems, and many seemingly casual things may be connected by thoughts because of the occurrence of a certain event, and become inevitable in the mind.
Looking at the bright moon in the sky, her heart suddenly jumped and was on the verge of suffocation, as if she was being dragged by an invisible hand, and finally couldn't help but ask softly: "What do you γγγγγγsay?" Will he like me? β
Nothing" is he because I rushed out? "And so on. The stubborn girl whose feelings are like poems is so honest with her heart.
As a typical third-sight man, Tang Lang got love at first sight for the first time.
Perhaps, only Tang Lang, who knows her life experience, knows that a girl who has been independent since she was ten years old, stubbornly living in this world, how weak she is under the strong shell, and how much she longs to be cared for. I need a father, and I need a brother.
Of course, the girl will mature one day and will be able to see her heart better, but at this time, it does not prevent her from telling her heart clearly at this time.
The bodies of the three living treasures who were sniffing the fragrance of the boss's shampoo suddenly stiffened, and they stared at the beautiful boss in front of them at the speed of a comet flashing.
"Boss, are you serious?" With a trill, the man with glasses was terrified.
"Am I not clear enough?"
After a moment of sluggishness, there was a wail!
"I'm not alive anymore!"
"I'm going to kill that bastard!"
"Swear to guard the boss to the death, and don't let the flower thieves succeed!"
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"Fuck off! Who dares to say that, if the bonus is not issued tomorrow, there will be 200,000 in my sister's account! β
"Long live the boss!"
"The boss is right about everything!"
The living treasures rolled down the hill and shouted slogans! It shows that being rich is the true meaning of the uncle.
Watching the guys slip away, Qiu Ruge bit her lip lightly, not because she was a little shy about her boldness.
Instead, he thought that Tang Lang, as a cadet of the Military Academy, would definitely become a federal officer in the future, and he was just a small machine repair shop owner, and the gap between the two was as distant as a galaxy, but the girl was not discouraged, she clenched her fists gently, and her clear eyes shone slightly in the moonlight, as if she was making a decision.
200,000 credits! You can accomplish a lot!
As for the bonus, one hundred of the three living treasures is good.
Compared with the girl's complicated but not bad mood, a certain male protagonist in the plot of "Heroes Save Beauty" is not so comfortable.
His intuition is right, and a certain BOSS who appeared in the finale really has the ability to break the tide, see flowers fall off buds, and see cars burst tires.
Tang Lang, who was in a certain room, even had the illusion that he would rather meet "Miyamoto Gang" than see this mad professor.
And all this disaster is really not to blame others, but from the mouthy hob meat, and his own ghost made God say a word by mistake.