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Chapter 4 Plastic Audio-Technica

After breakfast, He Leqin called and asked Bai Yang if he would go to celebrate Yan Zhihan's birthday.

He Leqin is Bai Yang's best friend, a classmate in elementary school, junior high school, and high school. His family has three generations in Nanjing and owns six houses locally. He is a typical second-generation person, a second-generation house owner.

Bai Yang said that the second generation of real estate is a newly rising second generation group. The so-called second-generation house has no panic. He Leqin has lived the life of a retired man at a young age. He loves to go to the park to walk birds on weekends - the kind that wears pants.

This guy said that his decadent lifestyle habits of Eight Banners disciples were learned from his uncle and grandfather. His uncle and grandfather went out for walks every week carrying a bird cage, which also spoiled the young He Leqin.

Since junior high school, He Leqin’s regular weekly shopping places have been the Golden Eagle in Xinjiekou and Hexi. Baiyang, the splendid and luxurious building, has never even stepped inside, but for He Leqin, it is the vegetable market at his doorstep. He often finds it

Some high-end and classy friends circle, but the caption is "The French food that costs 2,000 yuan per person is actually not as good as roadside stalls."

Corruption, so corrupt!

Bai Yang was heartbroken and heartbroken.

If you don’t think it tastes good, you can bring it back to me to eat!

"Who is celebrating your birthday?" Dad asked, "What's the matter?"

"Yan Zhihan." Bai Yang replied.

Dad searched through his small hippocampus and reluctantly found the name, and then connected it with a little girl with slender soft hair and fair skin. He said "oh", it turned out to be her.

Bai Yang: Do you know her?

Dad: I don’t know.

Bai Yang: Then how do you know she is a little girl with long hair, soft skin and fair skin?

Dad: Nowadays, the streets are full of little girls with long hair, soft skin and fair skin.

Yan Zhihan is the famous beauty of the school, grade, class, and yes, the group beauty of the High School Affiliated to China Southern Airlines. Bai Yang and his group have a total of eight people, seven boys and one girl, commonly known as the seven-leaf flower.

Among them, Bai Yang, He Leqin, and Yan Zhihan have the strongest relationship, commonly known as the plastic iron triangle.

He Leqin, a wealthy young man, has a spirit of fraternity that helps the world. Every girl in the class must give a gift on her birthday, not to mention Brother Yan, who has always had a close relationship. As a class representative, Yan Zhihan often gives He Leqin a gift when handing in homework.

Give the green light and save Master He in danger several times. Every drop of kindness should be repaid by a spring. The eighteenth birthday is of great importance. How can the ceremony of coming of age be a trivial matter?

So He Leqin asked Bai Yang as a consultant on the phone to ask what he should give.

"Aries! Little Aries! What do you think is the right gift?"

"Master, you are so rich, why don't you give me a Lamborghini as a gift?" Bai Yang said slowly, "Maybe a Bentley, Ferrari, Aston Martin, brother Yan likes cars."

"Go away, I'm telling you something serious."

"How about you make a statue of her at the entrance of the Xinjiekou subway station." Bai Yang said, "Pose her in a turtle style Qigong wave or a Specium beam. Anyway, the big turntable under the Xinjiekou subway station was built by you.

Yes, it’s easy to erect a statue, right?”

"Then Brother Yan will kill you first, then rape and kill me."

"Why did I kill you directly and you were raped and killed?"

"Because I'm handsome, okay?" He Leqin said on the other end of the phone, "If I'm dead and I'm lying there, other people will feel like they've suffered a loss even if they don't humiliate my body. Okay, okay, come here quickly, don't talk nonsense, I'll treat you to lunch.

Waiting for you here at Xinjiekou subway station."

“Where to eat?”

"Go to Ke Lane."

Bai Yang hung up the phone, changed his shoes and went out.

"Xiao Yang, are you coming back for lunch?" Mom poked her head out of the room and asked.

"Not coming back!"

"Then come back early in the afternoon! You still have two sets of papers to finish!"

"I know, I know!"

Bai Yang opened the door and went downstairs, and the sound of Tengteng footsteps became distant.

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From Meihua Villa to Xinjiekou, you need to take Line 2. Get on the train at Alfalfa Park Station and get off at Xinjiekou Station. Baiyang comes out from the gate of the community all the way and walks along Alfalfa Garden Street to the subway station. There are bowls on the roadside.

The foul-mouthed camphor tree.

It is said that plane trees are planted all over Nanjing, but there are only camphor trees in Meihua Villa, which are short and thin. Walking one kilometer along the sidewalk of Alfalfa Garden Street and reaching Zhongshanmen Road, there are more plane trees as thick as a person's arms.

The sycamore trees in the green belt are lush and luxuriant. They are all old trees that are decades old, and they are even older than the poplar trees.

It’s still very hot in Nanjing in September. Bai Yang was wearing a white T-shirt and a pair of beige eight-point casual pants. He was already covered in sweat when he turned onto Zhongshanmen Street. There were many pedestrians coming and going on the road. Today is the weekend.

There is no school, but there are still students in school uniforms riding bicycles in twos and threes. Old men and women in short-sleeved shirts are carrying cloth bags or vegetable baskets issued by the supermarket, with eggs and green onions stuffed in the bags. There are also young girls who have changed into short skirts and hot pants.

, revealing her dazzlingly white long legs.

When Bai Yang walked through the crowd, he felt that this was a young city, and the streets were full of beautiful long legs.

But seeing the rough white bark of the plane tree, he knew very well how old it was.

The phone buzzed. Bai Yang took out his phone and took a look. He Leqin urged him again on WeChat:

Have you arrived yet? I've been waiting so long that the flowers have withered.

Bai Yang lowered his head and replied to him:

almost there!

For Bai Yang, as long as he leaves home, no matter where he is, he will be there immediately.

He Leqin: Hurry up, I just saw a girl who looks very special to Pansy!

Bai Yang: It’s coming, it’s coming.

He turned off the phone screen and put the phone in his pocket.

Arriving at the entrance of the Alfalfa Garden subway station, Baiyang squeezed into the descending escalator and soon disappeared into the vast flow of people. Line 2 is one of the busiest subway lines in Nanjing and is the main transportation artery of the city. The crowd is like blood.

They also flow in the arteries, they are the source of vitality of the city, and poplar is one of these millions of blood cells.
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