Chapter 6: The Child
The car drove all the way on, speeding down the criss-crossing road.
Steward Wu is very skilled, riding in the dust, leaving behind all the Porsche and Ferrari, I don't know how many young people have been angry.
It's just that no matter how they shout and curse, they can only eat the soil.
Chen Beiluo looked at the rapidly receding scenery outside the window, leisurely.
He was looking at the scenery, but Ye Zhenzhen was looking at him.
The corners of the mouth are smiling, the crescent moon is crooked, and the delicate face is dyed with two red clouds, which are as bright as peaches and plums.
This scene fell in the eyes of Steward Wu, and he also smiled.
Smile with a look of relief.
The girl is introverted, and she has experienced those past events, and she has locked her heart tightly, and she is very vigilant, except for the eldest lady, she has never really opened it to others.
Even for the old man, it is no exception.
He watched Ye Zhenzhen grow up, and he had already treated her as his granddaughter over the years, hoping that she could be happy every day, but there was nothing he could do about her situation.
But now here's your chance.
Steward Wu retracted his gaze, his face was radiant and radiant, as if he was more than ten years younger, he pushed his hand, hung up the fifth gear, and pressed the accelerator to the end with his feet, and the car suddenly roared like a beast, and suddenly increased its speed and disappeared at the end of the endless street.
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By the time the pace slowed down, they had arrived on the campus of the University of Physicians.
Steward Wu didn't stay long, and went back after a few words.
Ye Zhenzhen also said goodbye to Chen Beiluo, although she wanted to stay with Chen Beiluo for a while, but she was afraid that others would misunderstand and spread some rumors.
She is very thin-skinned, but she is not like Chen Beiluo, whose thick skin is comparable to the city wall.
Well, this is all thanks to the old Taoist priest's tireless words and deeds over the years.
It's the weekend and there aren't many students on campus.
Chen Beiluo was not in a hurry to report, but walked around alone.
The environment of the physician university is still very good, a unique style of teaching buildings rise from the ground, scattered, green and tall poplars, competing flowers, green trees, flowers, birds skimming the treetops, chirping, lively and vivid brightness, pale golden sunlight through the branches and leaves leisurely sprinkled, casting mottled light and shadow on the ground.
The scenery is infinite and picturesque.
But no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it's just like that.
And Chen Beiluo was also just a whim, and now that his interest is exhausted, he suddenly feels a little bored, so he no longer appreciates it.
So he turned and went to the teaching place.
People like him are born different from ordinary people, their hearts are relatively indifferent, everything does not linger in their hearts, they are free and easy, and they do whatever they want.
When it rises, it may be a rod, a hat and a coat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow, and when the clay pot pours wine and songs, it will step on the snow and return; It is also possible that a sword, a staff and a mangshoe, measuring the width of the heaven and the earth, before drinking the Qingquan Stone upstream, may take the white crane to turn around and look back.
has a lot of pure feelings, and secretly conforms to the Taoist "everything is fate" and the magic of purity and nothingness, so he can make rapid progress in Dandao practice.
There is such an interesting story recorded in "The New Language of the World": living in the shade of the mountain, snowing at night, sleeping, opening the room, drinking wine, and looking around. Because of the hesitation, Yong Zuosi "Zhaoyin" poem. Suddenly, I remembered that Dian's road was worn in the middle of the day, even if I took a small boat at night. After arriving at the accommodation, Diemen did not return. When asked why, the king said, "I have traveled on the rise and returned after the end of the prosperity, so why should I see Dai?"
The sentence "take advantage of the excitement and go back" can be described as the fun of this.
When it comes to reporting, there is no pretending to be flattering, and there is no need to elaborate on it.
At this moment, Chen Beiluo was walking on the way to the dormitory with a large bag in both hands, which was filled with some daily necessities such as toothpaste, toothbrush, shampoo, shower gel, etc., which he bought from a nearby supermarket.
The inner Danfa has reached his realm, the Dharma body is pure, not a single feather can be added, flies and insects cannot fall, and the whole body exudes a faint fragrance of grass and trees, and there is no need to take a bath at all.
However, once you have entered the red dust, you are a person in the red dust, and you will naturally do the things of the red dust. In order to look less shocking, Chen Beiluo decided to do so.
Bang dang.
Chen Beiluo opened the door of the dormitory and quickly glanced inside.
Well, nothing special.
It's an ordinary college dormitory, the kind of four-person room, there is no one in it, presumably it is taking advantage of the weekend to be chic and happy.
Chen Beiluo didn't think much about it, cleaned up a little, and began to sleep.
Because, he really has nothing to do.
I saw him curled up on the bed, like a lazy cat sleeping in the sun, revealing a leisurely charm all over his body, enjoying it very much.
Patriarch Chen is a famous sleeping fairy in history, known as a hundred years of sleep, and the world has changed when he wakes up.
Whether it's true or not, it's impossible to tell.
However, sleep is indeed famous.
To tell the truth, the vast majority of people in the world don't know how to sleep, or their sleeping posture will be more or less harmful to themselves.
It's okay for a while, but if it accumulates for a long time, it will cause wear and tear on the body, leading to the birth of some minor diseases.
Chen Beiluo was not motionless when he slept, but his whole body was trembling slightly rhythmically, this tremor started from the five internal organs, and then slowly spread to all parts of the body, limbs, every muscle, every inch of skin, and every subtle blood vessel.
It is also a practice.
When I woke up, it was exactly twelve o'clock in the afternoon.
When I opened my phone, I saw that there happened to be a WeChat message from Ye Zhenzhen.
Chen Beiluo smiled slightly, quickly turned back, got up and rushed to the north gate.
It turned out that the two of them made an appointment to eat together at noon (Ye Zhenzhen said aggrievedly: How can there be).
In fact, it was Chen Beiluo's strong request, and Ye Zhenzhen couldn't resist him, so he agreed.
Of course, she was naturally willing.
Before approaching the north gate, Chen Beiluo saw a pretty figure from a distance, slim and beautiful.
It was Ye Zhenzhen.
The young man hurriedly quickened his pace and stepped forward.
The geographical location of the Doctor University is very good, out of the north gate is a food street famous in the entire Jiangcheng City, and at this time it is lunch time, I don't know how many people come and go, the combination of Chen Beiluo and Ye Zhenzhen's handsome men and beauties suddenly attracted countless eyes.
Many people recognized Ye Zhenzhen, and when they saw her standing with a handsome and uncast young man, they looked a little intimate between the two, and their jaws dropped in shock.
In their limited memory, Ye Zhenzhen, a little girl, is very shy, and has always been close to Su Mengwei alone, and what she said to other girls may not add up to ten sentences.
But then again, that boy is really handsome, and there is no one in the entire entertainment industry who can compare to him.
This is the unanimous idea of everyone.
After a long while, the boys reacted, and while secretly ashamed, they all stared at Chen Beiluo with envy and hatred.
If his gaze could kill, I'm afraid he would have been slashed by everyone's razor-sharp gaze and Ling Chi would have been executed.
However, who Chen Beiluo was, he directly ignored it, took the girl's flawless little hand and walked away.
Ye Zhenzhen was startled, her little face was so red, she never imagined that Chen Beiluo would be so bold, she wanted to withdraw her hand, and she was afraid of losing his face, so she had to let him hold it all the time.
Of course, if she really wants to do this, she can't break free.
……
Zhiweikan, the most famous small restaurant in the food street.
It is not big, it is not small, it is divided into two floors, and the decoration is chic.
Chen Bei chose a window seat on the second floor, with a pot of elegant and fragrant spider plants hanging on the side, and a string of wind chimes made of shells hanging down from the ceiling.
Until this time, the flush on Ye Zhenzhen's face had not faded.
Chen Beiluo saw that the girl was a little distracted, so he casually ordered four dishes: braised pigeon in red wine, assorted tofu, boiled cabbage and steamed crucian carp, and then began his masterclass performance.
Flirting!
He was humorous and knowledgeable, and soon made the girl laugh and tremble.
The crisp and pleasant laughter, like a mountain stream and a clear spring, is clear and ethereal, refreshing, like the famous song played by Fan Lingling, the innocent smile, as bright as the moonlight, as bright as spring, amazing time.
One look at the city, and then look at the country.
When there is no movement, the dish is ready.
Chen Beiluo moved his chopsticks, picked up a piece of tender pigeon meat and handed it to the girl's bowl, and said with a smile: "Red wine stewed pigeon, not fat or greasy, sweet and delicious, red wine is beautiful and nourishing, suckling pigeon is active and muscle-growing, I specially ordered it for you, try it." ”
Ye Zhenzhen lowered his head and said "um" and chewed carefully.
Chen Beiluo also tasted it.
"Well, it's okay, but it's far worse than my craft."
But he still ate very happily.
Although the food should not be disappointed, in the end, it is just to fill the stomach, and it does not matter where you eat it, and it does not matter whether it is delicious or not.
What matters, with whom to eat.
If you're sitting across from someone you hate, you'll be tasteless even if the food is delicious; On the contrary, if you are with someone you like, even if it is coarse tea and light rice, you will be happy.
It's not true, but you can't say it's wrong either.
For Chen Beiluo, this is even more so.