Chapter Twenty-Three: Hanyu's Lie

"Rolling Yangtze River? This name is so apt, he doesn't have to call Chang Jiang to call it Roll in the future! ”

Looking at the backs of the three heads of rats, Yang Qingtong shook his head and said happily!

At this time, Xiao Zhi was not in a relaxed mood, and he set his sights on the handsome blonde guy. How did this guy end up here?

Like him, there is also Grandma Xia with a question mark on her head.

"Where are you from, young man?"

"Old man, my appearance may have scared you, but I really didn't mean to hurt you." With that, Hanyu walked up to Grandma Xia and took her hand.

"My name is Hanyu, and I am a photography enthusiast who has been collecting and photographing all over the country all year round. But not long ago, I was targeted by a group of bad guys. They want my equipment, you may not know, these professional photography equipment of mine are worth tens of thousands, how can I give them so easily, so they chased me all the way. ”

Yang Qingtong seemed to understand something, "So, the man in black on the train is just going to rob you of your things?" ”

"yes, I dumped it later. I wanted to go to the countryside to find some inspiration, and I happened to walk to your town, but I was followed by those guys. In a hurry, I hid in the old man's house. I'm sorry to scare you. ”

As he spoke, Hanyu bowed deeply to Grandma Xia.

Seeing his explanation and sincere apology, Yang Qingtong and Grandma Xia relaxed their vigilance and believed it without too much suspicion.

Only Xiao Zhi stood next to him and felt that this matter would definitely not be so simple, and there must be more secrets on this person named Hanyu.

Grandma Xia saw that things had passed peacefully, so she beckoned everyone to come into the house and sit down. However, Hanyu is leaving, because he tells everyone that his equipment has been snatched by the bad guy who is following him, and he needs to find it again.

However, Grandma Xia was more concerned about her eggs, but fortunately, Hanyu's wallet was still there, and he gave the egg money to Grandma Xia first. Tell her she'll come and pick it up later.

Seeing Hanyu's back as he left, Yang Qingtong's surging little heart began to become restless again. Should I ask for his phone number at all? Leave a QQ or WeChat account, maybe one day we can play "National Town" or something.

Until Hanyu's long straight legs disappeared from the gate, Yang Qingtong didn't have the courage to strike up a conversation. And Xiao Zhi next to him saw it in his heart, not to mention how depressed he was.

Does this have eye problems? A handsome guy of my level turned a blind eye in front of her, and she just liked the Korean-style long-legged Oba!

"Aren't the legs long?" Xiao Zhi asked with jealousy.

"yes, so handsome!" Yang Qingtong couldn't help but sigh.

"I heard that Korea is not only good at plastic surgery, but also good at leg surgery." Xiao Zhi continued, "The whole leg Oba first broke both legs, and then broke the bones piece by piece. After knocking into bone ashes, it is stirred and shaped with chemical raw materials, and finally put on it. ”

Yang Qingtong was very unhappy when he heard that Xiao Zhi was ruining his idol so much. However, she changed the tone and asked, "Do you have a dream?" ”

"Dreams? What do you mean? Xiao Zhi was puzzled.

"A person with a dream can make great sacrifices for beauty, for love, for the goal you want to pursue, can you?"

"I can do it!" Xiao Zhi felt a chill in his heart, when a woman asked a man if he could do it, no man would say "No." ”

"Are you okay? Then I'll break your legs, glue them with gutter oil, brush them with Sudan dye paint, and spray them with trichlorocyanide, and the effect will be better than that blonde Oba. ”

Yang Qingtong glared at Xiao Zhi as if he was going to eat him in one bite.

Xiao Zhi hurriedly said: "Mine is primitive, with strong legs and flexibility. Didn't you see how meaningful it was when I kicked that dead fat man down just now? ”

Yang Qingtong wanted to say something, but Grandma Xia was a little impatient, because she really couldn't understand what young people were talking about now, and she felt like listening to a book from heaven.

"Okay, you guys have to talk into the house, I'll go to the chicken coop to help you pick up a few big red-skinned eggs." After saying that, he walked briskly to the chicken coop in the backyard.

Yang Qingtong was about to help, but was stopped by Xiao Zhi.

"Don't leave yet, I have something to tell you......"