8. Scholars

You Jia immediately shared this office gossip with a few little paralegal sisters.

You Jia: [Shocking news! ] Zhou Lu turned out to be only 29! 】

Colleague 1: [Oh my God! Zhou Zheng's unsolved mystery has been discovered by you! 】

Colleague 2: [You can become a namepartner after only two or three years of work?] I thought he was at least in his thirties! 】

Colleague 3: [High-quality young man! You Jia take advantage of your team building to grasp it quickly! 】

You Jia: [Forget about the office romance, the eyes of a top-notch person like Zhou Lu must be on the top of his head, and he can't look down on me. Besides, isn't it rumored that he has a fiancΓ©e who is a celebrity or an Internet celebrity? 】

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The vehicles then drove deeper and less, accompanied by the beauty and desolation of the plateau.

Before the departure, the people in the convoy also held the walkie-talkie from time to time to chat, and after two hours, everything was quiet.

Only the pop music connected to the car with an unknown mobile phone made Fan Yue feel out of place for a while.

glanced at the two people in the back seat, and they were already asleep against the window.

Fan Yue is not sleepy, not to mention that she has always had an unwritten rule since the driving tour, and the co-pilot has to chat with the driver.

"Would you like to change the song?"

"Hmm," Zhou Mo responded, and the rearview mirror reflected the two people who were already asleep in the back seat.

The girl next to her put Bluetooth on her mobile phone face, and the stereo came out, "The snowy mountains, the mountains and rivers, the Brahmaputra River, you sing all the way......"

Zhou Mo was slightly stunned, this is "Out of the Himalayas".

Come to the West. He hadn't heard of it before, but he had heard it once before in a restaurant in Lhasa.

Tilting his head, "I thought you would put on an English song." ”

Fan Yue, "Listening to this song is only in the west. Hidden feeling. Before and my parents, I could cycle all the way up to Mount Everest. ”

Hearing her words, Zhou Mo asked, "Are you a local?" ”

Fan Yue shook her head and smiled, the two didn't seem to talk about anything that night except drinking and listening to songs.

My father was still in the West. Many colleagues who work in Tibet have never even been to the Potala Palace when they retire, Fan Yue said, "Nancheng." ”

After speaking, she remembered that she seemed to have talked to them about the region in the Snow Mountain Restaurant, and it seemed that the other party either didn't hear it or forgot, "You are from Shanghai, right, I worked there last summer." ”

Zhou Mo, "I'm pretty good at running." ”

"Isn't there a soul that can't settle down? The Shanghai market is very good, every time I return to China, I either fly to the Shanghai market or HK. ”

When the song reached the climax of the chorus, Fan Yue hummed along with it, with a soft tone and a thin voice.

Zhou Mo doesn't talk much to people he doesn't know well.

If the two are not acquainted, they only had a skin-to-skin kiss two days ago. And her personality is not a person who twists and colds, she got up early and drove for nearly two hours, and Zhou Mo also began to get a little tired, and from time to time she would provoke topics to talk to her.

Hearing that the man was Southwest Political Law and Cornell, Fan Yue couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and sighed, "Xueba." ”

JD, who can go to Ivy League law school, either has strong family assets or has excellent grades, whether it is the former or the latter, he is the best among the people, "amazing." Compared with you, my public university in the wilderness will be called a pheasant university when it is taken back to China. ”

While praising the other party, Fan Yue laughed at herself by the way.

The man replied lightly, with a hint of disgust in his tone, "Cornell is also quite a village." ”

Because Fan Yue was in charge, their car was finished. I saw Mianyang appear on the side of the road, and the speed of the convoy gradually slowed down, as if waiting for the sheep to pass.

Chen Shuo's voice came from the walkie-talkie, "The sheep ahead, everyone slow down, slow down." ”

Fan Yue pressed the side button and replied, "Roger." ”

Pulled down the window of the car, looked at the sheep beside the car, and when passing by the Tibetans who were shepherding sheep, Fan Yue waved to the same person and said with a smile, "Tashi Delek." ”

That's all it would be, and the simple shepherd smiled at her.