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Chapter Thirteen When a Blind Date Is In Progress

In the afternoon, Zhang Junping went to Tsinghua Pool to take a bath, and asked the bath master to remove the dirt on his skin, and then played some percussion music.

After I came out, I felt like I had lost several pounds.

Next to Tsinghua Pond is a barber shop. The shop is not small, and there are about ten barbers inside.

Zhang Junping paid for the tickets and then queued up.

Fortunately, today is not a holiday, so there are not many people getting haircuts. After Zhang Junping had been working for a few minutes, a barber was free.

After inviting Zhang Junping to sit down, the barber asked: "Comrade, what do you want to do?"

Men's hairstyles in the 1970s and 1980s were actually pretty much the same as today. They were all parted in the side, in the middle, square or slicked back, there were just a few types.

"Give me a haircut and then shave my face." Zhang Junping stared at the mirror and then said.

After my predecessor was discharged from the army, he retained his partiality and appeared mature and steady.

However, Zhang Junping still likes his appearance to be neat and tidy, and he looks young.

"okay!"

The master's skills were very good. A clipper and a comb were flying around Zhang Junping's head.

After a while, my hair was done.

Then trim the edges, cover your face with a hot towel, and shave.

Shaving is definitely a pleasure.

Unfortunately, in later generations, it has been difficult to find a barbershop for shaving.

Especially after shaving, the master will pinch your shoulders and the back of your neck a few times to relax your whole body.

Looking at the handsome and heroic man in the mirror, Zhang Junping nodded with satisfaction.

A handsome man like himself who can wear Chinese tunic suits with a fashionable effect is actually going on a blind date.

This would be simply unbelievable if we put it to future generations.

But in this era, blind date is the mainstream, and free love is a unique and rebellious behavior.

In fact, Zhang Junping himself is not opposed to blind dates.

For marriages, blind date marriages are more stable.

Because blind dates pay more attention to being well-matched.

Many people criticize the idea of ​​"matching one's family" as an old feudal idea.

In fact, this is not the case. Matching is a very scientific concept of marriage.

Later sociologists found that the highest divorce rates were those in free love and marriages that did not pay attention to well-matched marriages.

Love is a matter between two people, but marriage is a matter between two families.

Free love, wrong marriage, being blinded by love before marriage, only to discover after marriage that the life philosophy, living habits, and consumption habits of both parties are very different.

As time goes by, after the shelf life of love has passed, there will be endless quarrels and eventually divorce.

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After get off work, Zhang Junping came to Xu Shaomin's house holding the wine jar in one hand and the two large watermelons he just bought in the other.

Many people born in the 1990s may have never seen a net bag made of nylon rope.

Before the 1990s, nylon net bags were very popular, especially when buying watermelons.

It was Ye Lihua who opened the door. While letting Zhang Junping into the room, she complained: "You said you, how many times have you said you, and you come to get so many things every time."

"Sister-in-law, I didn't take anything. I went to Pigeon Market in the afternoon and saw that the watermelons were good, so I bought two.

This is wine. The squad leader asked for it. He said it was good and asked me to send it home."

"You're so shameless!" Ye Lihua's face turned red, she spat, and quickly took the wine from Zhang Junping's hand.

Zhang Junping also took advantage of the situation and put the watermelon on the ground, while taking out one of them, "I think this watermelon is good. It is said to be a watermelon from Pangezhuang. I asked the fellow who sells melons to open a skylight. It has a thin flesh and a thin skin."

Generally, when you buy something to eat at home, you will ask the melon seller to open a skylight on the watermelon to see if the watermelon is ripe.

Only a relationship like Zhang Junping and Xu Shaomin, who are not so particular, would let the melon seller open the skylight.

"That's just right!

This is the college student I'm telling you about, Qiu Wenyan, who was just assigned to our bureau.

Wen Yan, this is what I'm telling you, your brother-in-law's soldier is named Zhang Junping.

You guys chat first while I go cut the watermelon!" Ye Lihua picked up the watermelon and walked into the kitchen.

Zhang Junping looked Qiu Wenyan up and down, and it was true that as Ye Lihua said, she should have a good face and a good body.

Zhang Junping entered the room, and Qiu Wenyan also stood up politely.

The lordosis and posterior curvature are good for fertility.

In future generations, she will definitely be a school beauty, the dream goddess of thousands of otakus.

This made Zhang Junping think of the three soul questions of blind dates in later generations:

Do you have a room?

Do You have a Car?

Do you have any savings?

"Hello, Comrade Qiu Wenyan, my name is Zhang Junping! I work in the Materials Bureau and am a purchaser." Zhang Junping smiled slightly and extended his hand to Qiu Wenyan.

Qiu Wenyan blushed and stretched out her hand to shake Zhang Junping's hand, then whispered, "I know, Sister Ye told me."

Zhang Junping has a handsome appearance and is very tall, so Qiu Wenyan is naturally satisfied.

It's just Zhang Junping's look that makes Qiu Wenyan a little unbearable.

Growing up like this, I have always been noticed and saluted since I was a child, but these were all done secretly.

There is no one like Zhang Junping who can look up and down in a fair and honest manner, but he can't make any judgments.

Qiu Wenyan, who was a little embarrassed, didn't know that Zhang Junping had already reached the state of reading countless films and having no code in his heart.

Zhang Junping secretly realized that his hands were not big and very soft.

"Well, um, my sister-in-law keeps telling me how beautiful you are.

When I met you today, I realized that it was definitely an insult for my sister-in-law to describe you as beautiful."

What Zhang Junping said earlier was pretty good. He praised himself for being beautiful. Although Qiu Wenyan was a little shy, she felt happy.

As a result, the conversation suddenly changed, and it took people by surprise.

"Ah!" Qiu Wenyan couldn't help but open her mouth.

"Comrade Qiu Wenyan, you have a kind of intellectual beauty that ordinary girls don't have."

"Intellectual beauty?"

"Yes! A unique charm that combines wisdom, elegance, nobility, and beauty.

For example, Mrs. Song, Mrs. Deng, and Mr. Bing Xin are all female representatives with intellectual beauty."

"Ah! I'm not as good as you said! I just studied a few more years." Qiu Wenyan defended with a red face.

The smile on his face could not be concealed no matter what.

This man is so...so eloquent and discerning.

In this day and age, if you directly compliment a girl on her beauty, it will be considered frivolous.

After all, beautiful girls are generally recognized for their beauty, so praising them would lose their novelty.

A common problem among people is that rich people like to be praised for their hard work or good-heartedness.

A beautiful woman likes to be praised as gentle, cute, smart, generous, and considerate.

“It’s good to read more!

I joined the army right after I graduated from junior high school and served as a soldier in the army for six years. I just returned to the army last year.

Therefore, I am particularly envious of you who are good at reading."

"I heard from Sister Ye that you are the backbone of your department's business, so you must be very smart."

"How was your chat?" Just when the two of them were chatting, Ye Lihua came over with a plate of watermelon.

Zhang Junping glanced at Ye Lihua, believe it or not, if you come half an hour later, we will go out to eat alone.

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