071 [Collection ~ Recommended Tickets Don't Stop ~]

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The car that picked up Ximen Xinyue stopped at the gate of Licheng High School.

Although Ouyang Qingfeng didn't know what brand of car this was, he could see that it was definitely expensive.

Ouyang Qingfeng came over to see Ximen Xinyue and helped her drag a box of clothes, and when she saw the somewhat familiar car, she didn't dare to come forward to greet her for a long time, and the owner of the car didn't dare to come over when she saw Ximen Xinyue for a long time, so she rolled down the window.

A middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses beckoned to Xinyue, "Xinyue girl, what's wrong?"

Ximen Xinyue was directly shocked when she saw the person in the car window, it could be him.

How did he come here, how did he come to pick himself up?

The middle-aged man smiled and looked like a businessman.

"What's the fuss, get in the car!" said the middle-aged man.

With just a brief glance, Ouyang Qingfeng saw that the middle-aged man had a dignified body, a dignified appearance, and a lofty speech, and his body was nothing more than a high-ranking person's temperament.

"Uncle Ouyang, why did you come to pick me up?" Ximen Xinyue was a little flattered.

The middle-aged man showed a smile and said, "Your dad is helping me talk about some things, it's inconvenient to come and pick you up, it just so happens that I'm on a business trip in City A, so I'll help your dad take care of your little girl!"

"Hmph, Uncle Ouyang is almost the New Year, you still don't let go of my father, and let him go on a business trip!"

"Alas, don't talk nonsense, you little girl, it's your father's own decision, but it has nothing to do with me!" the middle-aged man jokingly pushed things away.

Ouyang Qingfeng carefully moved Ximen Xinyue's luggage into the back of the carriage.

The middle-aged man in the car glanced at Ouyang Qingfeng, just a simple glance, and a cold hair stood up on Ouyang Qingfeng's body in an instant.

Who is this middle-aged man, and why is the aura on his body so powerful.

Ouyang Qingfeng thought that he was unique enough, but after seeing this middle-aged man, he found that he couldn't resist his glance at all, and he was uncomfortable when he glanced at himself.

Ouyang Qingfeng nodded in front of him, then stepped aside.

"Is this your classmate?" he asked.

Ximen Xinyue looked at Ouyang Qingfeng and showed a shallow smile, "Well, he is also surnamed Ouyang!"

When the middle-aged man heard Ximen Xinyue say this, he suddenly looked at Ouyang Qingfeng twice, although the surname Ouyang is not a rare surname, but there are few people in this A city who have the surname Ouyang.

The middle-aged man nodded at Ouyang Qingfeng, and for a moment he actually felt that this young man was a little familiar.

But Ouyang Qingfeng didn't look at him head-on, he didn't want to stand on end anymore.

"Let's get in the car!" the man glanced at Ouyang Qingfeng again before rolling up the window.

Ximen Xinyue said goodbye to Ouyang Qingfeng, and then agreed with him to go to her for the New Year, Ouyang Qingfeng just smiled and nodded.

"Then I'm leaving!"

"Well, be careful on the road!"

"Will you miss me?" she said.

The corners of Ouyang Qingfeng's mouth raised, and he smiled, "You are now my creditor, you definitely want to." ”

"Hahaha!" Xinyue laughed and got into the expensive luxury car.

Later, when Ouyang Qingfeng went back to check, he learned that the car was called Maybach.

The Maybach is all top-of-the-line, the position is very wide and very comfortable, and Ximen Xinyue sat next to the middle-aged man and watched him browse the documents without disturbing.

It's just that she suddenly noticed that this middle-aged man's eyebrows were somewhat similar to Ouyang Qingfeng, and she looked at it for a while, but soon she turned her head away, and her little face was red.

She suddenly had Ouyang Qingfeng in her head, no wonder she would put his shadow on anyone, looking at everyone like Ouyang Qingfeng.

The middle-aged man closed the file, looked at Ximen Xinyue, who was blushing, and said with a smile, "Xinyue girl, are you blushing because you were thinking about the little boy just now?"

"Huh?" Ximen Xinyue didn't know that this middle-aged man would ask herself like this, and she didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Little girl has grown up! Uncle can see that you like that kid a lot!"

"Uncle Ouyang, don't talk nonsense, I didn't!" Xin Yue hurriedly vetoed his words.

"Didn't you?"

"Nope!"

"Oh, it's good if you don't!" the man smiled and asked again, "what's his name?" ”

Ximen Xinyue didn't have to think about it and immediately blurted out, "Ouyang Qingfeng!"

The middle-aged man smiled, Ximen Xinyue really knew that this Ouyang Zhentian was deliberate, and suddenly became anxious, "Hmph, ignore you!"

"Ouyang Qingfeng?!" Ouyang Zhentian silently recited the name, and then sighed, falling into a deep thought.

The car quickly drove towards the highway, and at this time, Ouyang Qingfeng was also slowly wandering around the campus by himself.

The empty campus suddenly lost a lot of lively figures, as the north wind blew, a few leaves were scraped off the branches, it was just a simple natural phenomenon, but Ouyang Qingfeng felt that it was different, everything became so quiet.

Isn't he the life he is now?

Only since this semester he has met so many people and so many things have happened, and his world is no longer as quiet as before.

But suddenly, a Chinese New Year pulled him back into the past.

When there was no one around him, he really felt empty and lonely inside.

He took a soccer ball in the soccer club by himself, standing on the training ground and juggling the ball, as if this was the only way he would not think that he was alone, a lonely person.

The cold wind was very cold, Ouyang Qingfeng put his hands in his pockets, and his feet flexibly turned the ball up again and again. Lin Zhonghu's sudden appearance surprised Ouyang.

"Brother Tiger!"

"Why are you standing here juggling the ball on a cold day?" Lin Zhonghu asked.

"It's nothing, I just want to juggle the ball suddenly!" Ouyang Qingfeng stood on tiptoe, and then dropped the ball on Lin Zhonghu.

Lin Zhonghu's chest stopped, and he switched legs in a fancy way, flipped the ball upside down, and passed it back to Ouyang Qingfeng. Ouyang Qingfeng stopped the ball on the side of his instep, and then played a fancy juggling ball.

"Boy, you've made a lot of progress over the years!"

"Average!"

"How is Sima Hao doing?" Lin Zhonghu suddenly asked.

"Ah Hao, it's not bad, it's always growing!"

"And what about Monla?"

When he heard this name, the ball on Ouyang Qingfeng's feet suddenly bounced and was out of his control.

He hurried to pick up the ball.

"Still no contact, huh?"

"Hmm!" Ouyang Qingfeng replied.

"Alas...... I don't know how he's going over there now!?"

Ouyang Qingfeng looked in the direction of the east, the corners of his mouth raised, and said, "He, he should be mixing well!"

"It's too!" Lin Zhonghu didn't play with Ouyang Qingfeng for long before leaving, "People are old, and their bodies are not as good as you young people, I'll go back first, and you don't catch a cold." There's one more game the day after tomorrow!"

"Yes, I know!"

Lin Zhonghu didn't go long before Ouyang Qingfeng took the ball back, and he also wanted to leave here, otherwise, how lonely it would be. Grandpa left, Mongla left, Wu Jiaxin left, and now Ximen Xinyue has also gone home, what is the left one to do?

He closed the door and met Wang Jie at the entrance of the football department.

"What, don't you play?" Wang Jie tilted his head back, looking at Ouyang Qingfeng with the same drag as before.

When Ouyang Qingfeng saw Wang Jie, he was a little curious, didn't this guy decide not to get along with him? How could he take the initiative to greet him, and from what he said, he could tell that this guy should have been watching him nearby for a long time.

"What, you want to play?" Ouyang Qingfeng asked with a hint of a smile.

"Don't play, it's too cold!" Wang Jie said, "Have a drink?"

"Do you want to eat hot pot?"

"I'll think about it if you treat you!"

"I can't get used to you dragging you like this!" Ouyang Qingfeng suddenly smiled and put one hand around his shoulder.

Wang Jie also showed a smile on his mouth, although it was very shallow, but he was sincere.

"Do you dare to eat spicy?"

"Don't dare?"

"Don't dare to eat woolen hot pot!"

"Can't I make clear soup?"

"You're good, the clear soup hot pot is delicious, no, it's spicy!"

"No, I'll just make something that's not spicy!"

"I'm going to buy the soup base, I don't have to make it from you!"

"Okay, by the way, buy some beef, mutton, vegetables or something?"

"No problem! Oh, no, I'm in for a treat!"

"I'm in for a treat, just clear soup balls, you have the ability to eat!"

"Damn, fortunately, Lao Tzu drove today, go to the supermarket and buy it!"

"Hey, I want to ask you, you're not an adult, do you really have a driver's license to drive?"

"Guess ......"

"Guess your uncle!"

The backs of the two silently disappeared into the quiet campus.