Chapter 82: Yingzhou
In the office of the Board of Trustees of Thucydides College, the chairman of the board of directors is perusing the second-hand tea set that has just been flown in from Europe today.
The secretary barged in before he could knock on the door.
"Chairman! Chairman! ”
The chairman's hand trembled, and he scolded: "This is Hyland in the twenties of the last century, and you are responsible for breaking it?" ”
The elevator is undergoing weekly maintenance, and the secretary has just run up from the first floor, he is out of breath, and said: "We are on the hot search!" Because of that, that Fenghe. ”
When the chairman heard this, he was overjoyed: "I'll just say, take advantage of the popularity of that poetry conference, quickly invite her to class, and then cooperate with the hype together, won't the students of our college next year be caught?" ”
The secretary felt that he couldn't explain: "You look at the hot search first." ”
"First!" The chairman of the board of directors happily took out his mobile phone, and saw that the name of the college was followed by a "explosion", and he was excited, "I'll take a screenshot first." ”
Secretary:......
"Would you like to see the content?"
"Oh, I'll see right away."
"Would you like to put your cup down first?"
"What to put it, double happiness is coming."
The chairman poked at the content of the hot search, and the first one was a video, and it was also marked with a few words (full version).
The girl turned her back to the picture and seemed to be saying something, well, yes.
But what is the expression of this Professor Rogge whom they spent a lot of money hiring?
He turned on the amplifier, and the girl's voice was as tactful as a bird, and sonorous and powerful, and she was actually denouncing Professor Rogge?
The chairman's face became more and more ugly the more he listened.
"Bang Dang"
Claimed to be from 1928, Hyland fell to the ground, shattered in half, and the handle fell off perfectly.
"My Hyland!" Double happiness turned into a double blow, and the chairman wailed.
The secretary saw that the situation was not right, and immediately squatted down to pick it up. To prevent his boss from continuing to lose control of his emotions, he comforted him:
"Actually, this should be golden...... Hey? ”
The secretary has many years of experience in helping leaders shop for goods, he picked up the cup, carefully observed the bottom, and said, "Actually, you don't have to be sad." ”
"What do you mean?"
"This one is fake."
Chairman:!!!!
……
East Coast Arts Centre.
Qiao Zhenzhen is filming a promotional video for the Tang Dynasty Treasures Exhibition.
Almost at the end, Bai An took the team to watch and help her hold her mobile phone.
Suddenly, a few deduction messages came, and he glanced at them.
"Qianfang Database?"
“HXKI?”
Looking up, the palace beauties looked at each other through the plexiglass and the cultural relics for thousands of years, and someone next to them shouted: "A few more photos, we can't use reflectors or flashes this time, we must ensure the quality of the film." ”
Uh, how could she have the time to go to CNKI?
Stolen? Oh, no.
He hesitated to send a message to Bai Ning: [So what is Miss Feng doing? 】
Bai Ning replied quickly: [Xiao He is checking the information. 】
Oh, I see.
Xiao He? Calling so affectionately?
Isn't his sister always unaccustomed to seeing the boss go out to mess with flowers, and has some opinions about Qiao Zhenzhen and this Fenghe?
Bai An didn't have time to think about it, someone shouted over there:
"The agent is coming over too."
"Eh, it's coming."
……
Feng He finished scanning the book and began to look up information on the Internet again.
In order to make the data more detailed, she went to the libraries of major schools to look around, spent money to buy some papers, and studied historical materials in local literature databases for a while.
After this work was completed, Feng He felt that he was about to publish a book to refute this person, but why hadn't he arrived yet?
She looked up and clearly felt that the car had been driving for a long time this time.
is not far behind the time she took from Xishu Mountain to the city.
"Tired?" Bai Ning had been paying attention to her silently, turned his head and asked.
"No, but where are we going?" Feng He was puzzled.
"Go to Yingzhou Island, the city is too congested, I encountered two car accidents along the way just now, and it would be good to get on the cross-sea bridge." Bai Ning explained.
Yingzhou Island!
Feng He was a little excited.
Yes, it's August 15 soon, so you can just go and find out where Wu Wangya is.
Bai Ning read the girl's expression from the rearview mirror.
Immediately thought that Feng He, like Qiao Zhenzhen, was from Xishu, probably still unfamiliar with the sea, right? She smiled: "You can squint for a while, and I'll call you when we get to the cross-sea bridge." ”
"It's okay, no." Feng He shook his head and looked out from the side window, the scenery had really changed a lot.
The tall buildings on both sides have disappeared, and the low-rise buildings along the road also have red roofs, but they are crowded together, not similar to the houses in the area where Jeong-jeong lives.
The sky is a clear blue, and the wide, straight road seems to stretch forward infinitely.
It seems to lead to the end of the sky.
Then after a few turns, the car went into the ground again.
She frowned.
"This is a cross-sea tunnel, and you can see the sea a little further on." Bai Ning became a tour guide.
Feng He doesn't like it very much.
It's like that world without heaven and earth, and time has been stretched infinitely long.
But this situation did not last long, and there were green street signs that flashed away.
"It's here." Bai Ning's happy voice came from the front.
Then came the sky, the blue of which reappeared, and the white railings retreated rapidly on both sides, causing Feng He to look back.
There is no other shore in sight.
Her four-thousand-year-old goblin was once again amazed.
What kind of project is this?
……
There is also a small city on Yingzhou Island.
Bai Ning said that this is a district of Xinhai City.
After entering the island, the car slowed down, drove into a small villa area located in Dongtan, and parked in front of a small courtyard.
Before he could stop steadily, a soaking wet man came out of it, scolded and yelled into the car window: "No, I said what's the matter with you, you don't bring me a change of clothes!" ”
Feng He looked through the dark car window, and this person seemed to be ......
Qi An Xianjun?
Bai Ning hurriedly got out of the car, asked Feng He to sit still, and hurriedly dragged him away.
So five minutes later, she saw Qi An wearing a sportswear.
That expression...... Indescribably strange.
Bai Ning asked her to get out of the car with an embarrassed face, and covered her face helplessly, it seemed that the boss was about to start performing again.
"Your name is Xiao He, right? Is it Jeong-jeong's sister? Qi An looked flattering.
But there was a hint of hesitation in his flattering expression, Zhenzhen is a rabbit spirit He knows, but where did this come out of the human sister?
"Uh-huh."
"I'm your sister's friend." I can't think of any other way to introduce myself.
"Oh......"
Qi An didn't know what to say next, so he could only look at Feng He in front of him in a daze.
The meaning of her expression seemed to be—
Okay, you say yes, that's it.
The strategy girl has to attack her relatives and friends first, is this another failure?
He didn't know, Feng He was just thinking about how he could get out of the mouth of this shrine god and what kind of place "Forgetfulness" was.
Yes...... bar.
Qi An finally mustered up the courage and recited the lines of the man meeting his parents in the idol drama:
"My name is Qi An, a native of Xinhai City, an only child, no father and no mother, a little money at home, and thousands of square kilometers of land, and the marriage room can only write Zhenzhen's name!"
After Qi An finished speaking, he found that the eyes of the girl in front of him finally revealed a trace of brilliance.
Hey, there's a play?
Feng He had the feeling that someone handed him a pillow when he was sleepy, "Xinhai locals? So can I ask you a question? ”
"Yes, serious locals of 800 have been here for more than 100 years."
Qi An felt very strange.
Shouldn't normal people care about how much this "little money" is or how big the marriage house is? Why doesn't this girl play according to the routine? Can't give a chance to pretend to be forced?
But the words of the future wife's family are holy decrees!
He had to nod: "You ask." ”
Feng He pondered for two seconds and said, "Where is this forgetfulness?" ”