84. Handsome guy, is there anyone here?
After four hours of bumpy ride, the bus finally arrived at Hangcheng South Bus Station.
After Wang Yongren got out of the car, he stretched his hands, picked up his luggage bag and went to the taxi waiting point, and got into a taxi: "Master, go to Wulin Gate." β
In the past, Wang Yongren wouldn't mind taking a bus and enjoying the scenery of Hangzhou, but now it's past five o'clock and he has to eat.
What's more, he is also a writer with 260,000 pre-sale sales now, what's wrong with taking a taxi.
After paying 30 yuan for the fare, Wang Yongren, who got off the taxi, found a nearby hotel and spent 108 yuan to open a single room with a window.
Not to mention anything else, the cost of hotel accommodation in Hangzhou is really expensive.
Just this room, I don't want 50 on the Lido.
"I've arrived in Hangzhou, and I've just checked into the hotel."
Wang Yongren, who was sitting in a snack in Shaxian County and ordered a canned soybean rice with chicken legs, took his mobile phone to send a message to Liu.
"Have you eaten?"
The female classmate's message replied in seconds, and Wang Yongren also replied quickly: "Not yet, I just put down my things, and I just wanted to send you a message." β
Regardless of whether the first time is to eat or send a message to a female classmate, normal people will use the latter reason.
Of course, except for those straight men who can't be tied with steel bars for a long time.
"I just finished eating, so remember to eat better when you're out by yourself."
"Okay."
After sending a message to a female classmate, Wang Yongren flipped through the unread text messages and saw one of Senior Sister Su's: "Have you arrived in Hangzhou?" β
After thinking about it, Wang Yongren still replied: "I just arrived." β
"Have you had dinner?"
Senior Sister Su's message was also replied in seconds, Wang Yongren did not reply to the other party immediately, but finished the set meal slowly, and only replied to the other party on the way back to the hotel after settling the bill: "I just finished dinner and am ready to go back to the hotel." β
"Don't you go to see the night view of Hangzhou at night? For example, West Lake. β
After receiving the reply from the junior, Su Qiuyi, who was resting in the living room of her grandmother's house, replied quickly.
When I was waiting for the other party's reply just now, what TV series my sister chose was not interesting, it was too naΓ―ve.
"Good idea, I'll go to the West Lake to see the beauties of Hangzhou."
Seeing that the senior sister replied so quickly, Wang Yongren did not deliberately delay and did not reply, and turned to walk in the direction of West Lake while typing.
Anyway, he didn't bring a laptop today, and the 108-yuan home inn room was not equipped with a computer, and he couldn't sleep at all when he went back to the hotel, as for watching TV, hehe.
It is better to go to the West Lake to take a stroll and enjoy the scenery of the lake and mountains, as well as the unique scenery of that summer.
"Hmph."
Seeing the text message replied by the junior, Su Qiuyi couldn't help but snort lightly, and replied quickly: "Yes, let's see if there is anyone more beautiful than me, and I can ask for a contact information." β
"Hey, sister, you can't reply like this."
I don't know when, Su Qiutang was already lying behind the sofa where her sister was sitting, and she could see the content of the text message at a glance, and then commented with some hatred.
"Adult's business, don't look at it as a child."
Subconsciously covering her mobile phone, Su Qiuyi glared at her sister who was peeking, and educated the other party with righteous words.
"Cut, I'm not unfamiliar with it. If it weren't for your first love, would I have bothered so much? β
With a sneer, Su Qiutang returned to the sofa next to him disdainfully.
β......β
Unexpectedly, her sister, who was seven years older, was despised by her sister, Su Qiuyi's face was a little red, and then she asked, "What do you think should happen?" β
It's been so long that she hasn't let her junior show her intentions, and she also feels that her skills in falling in love are a little rough, so she is ashamed to ask.
"You should say: If the girls in Hangzhou are not as beautiful as me, I will show you when they come back, and you can wear any uniform you want!"
As soon as he heard that the old lady surrendered, Su Qiutang immediately began to guide excitedly.
In her opinion, in the face of the little brother who has competitors, the old sister is still too reserved.
Love, you have to rely on yourself to fight for it.
The victor is qualified to stand in front of the former opponent, and the clouds are light.
It's like every exam she takes in Yenching High School, she has always been the first in the class, and in her eyes, there is no difference between the second and the last.
β...... Get lost. β
Listening to her sister's suggestion, Su Qiuyi had a black line on her head and spit out a word directly.
"Hmph, the dog bites Lu Dongbin, and he doesn't know the hearts of good people."
Wrinkling his nose, Su Qiutang didn't pay attention to the old lady anymore and continued to watch TV.
"Are the girls in Hangzhou pretty?"
Sure that her sister didn't come over to take a peek, Su Qiuyi sent a message to her junior.
"I haven't arrived at West Lake yet, but the girl in the short skirt on the road is very beautiful."
Wang Yongren, who was waiting in front of the traffic light, looked at the text message, and then looked at a few young girls wearing short skirts and black silk next to him, and said his thoughts.
Big cities are different, and there are a lot more girls who like to wear stockings.
did not take the initiative to pursue the idea of the eldest sister-in-law, and Wang Yongren was not afraid of leaving a bad impression in the other party's heart.
Or, leave some bad impressions and keep the two friends in a not-so-distant relationship, which is good for everyone.
"Skirt ??!!"
After savoring the information contained in the junior's text message, Su Qiuyi's mind flashed through the style of the junior's usual preference for wearing denim skirts.
Could it be that the other party likes that tune?
Alternatively, she can opt for a summer dress with a few short skirts.
......
I don't know where my sister-in-law's thoughts are crooked, Wang Yongren spent more than 20 minutes walking to the West Lake, and looking around, there are indeed many girls with short skirts and stockings, which are by no means comparable to the small cities of Lido.
Although he came to this West Lake to see the scenery a lot in his previous life, every time, Wang Yongren had different harvests and insights.
There is no doubt that men have always had the same hobbies and all like eighteen-year-old girls.
Every time I come over, there will be a different style, a different posture, and a different ring of fat and thin.
The only thing that remains unchanged is the same youthful beauty.
"A cup of joma, go for the ice."
When he came to a buck shop by the West Lake, Wang Yongren spent 30 yuan to order a large cup of coffee, ready to sit here and kill the time.
Although Wang Yongren is a typical patriotic young man in the new century, and he also supports state-owned brands from the bottom of his heart, in the choice of low-end coffee, it has to be said that the coffee taste of a certain buck is indeed unique, and it is not easy to get tired of drinking.
In the next ten years, chain brands of coffee will emerge in an endless stream, and in Wang Yongren's personal opinion, the taste is a little worse than a certain buck, including Luckin, which has chain stores all over the country.
In addition to being a little expensive for ordinary people like him, a certain Buck can indeed be regarded as a fighter in a low-end coffee.
Soon, Wang Yongren, who got the coffee, came to the glass window on the second floor and found a place to sit down, looking at the unique scenery that walked downstairs outside.
Occasionally looking up, there are a few 'elites' with laptops, wearing professional clothes, drinking coffee and not forgetting to work, quite a metropolis style.
The young man in the suit pants and short-sleeved shirt was directly filtered, and a certain professional elite girl wearing a black short skirt suit and black silk made Wang Yongren take a few more looks.
The posture is mediocre and plump, and he is still a little short of his female classmates, but he is better than being mature and adding professional outfits.
It's still 06 years, the public's aesthetic is quite simple, in the small city of Lido, there are not many girls in stockings on the street, only the neon lights flashing at night are slightly denser.
But in the atmosphere of that occasion, the aesthetics and mentality of men looking at whether the girl is wearing stockings are completely different.
"Handsome guy, is there anyone here?"
Just as Wang Yongren was looking out the window in a daze, a voice came from the side.
Turning his head and looking at the mature girl in professional clothes that he had looked at before, Wang Yongren's angle was just enough to observe the quality of the other party's stockings at close range, and it was slightly flawed, not Balenciaga.
However, stockings are the best things that can be torn.
Usually does not show the silk thread, once or twice can not be torn, which man is rare.