In the southern city of Mening, the autumn sun looks a bit dazzling in the afternoon. The ancient coastal road and marble-paved old streets are billowing with hot smoke under the scorching sun. The smoky air is suffocating. The autumn cicadas are hiding helplessly on the camphor trees on both sides of the old streets.
The ground screamed, wailing for the last part of his life.
This is one of the most prosperous commercial streets in Mening City. However, since it is working time and it is the hot early autumn, people would rather hide at home or in the office and enjoy the cool air conditioning.
I don’t want to wander around in this old commercial street full of shop windows.
At the corner of the street is a Chito coffee shop. Looking in through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, there is almost no one inside. There is only a dedicated waitress standing upright at the door of the shop with her hands crossed, hanging a trace that no one else can see.
Smile and wait for guests who may not come at all.
The clock slowly slid towards fourteen o'clock. The bus stop not far from the coffee shop creaked and a yellow bus slowly stopped and the door opened.
Zhang Yang reluctantly stepped out of the air-conditioned car and merged into the suffocatingly hot old street. His destination was the Chito Coffee Shop at the corner of the street.
Wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt, washed-white jeans, a height of 1.81 meters, fair skin inherited from his family, and a slightly delicate face, Zhang Yang looks elegant and elegant, quite like an artistic youth.
This is Zhang Yang's usual attire, but it seems a bit incompatible with what he has to do today.
He is a senior student majoring in bioengineering in the Department of Chemistry at Menin University, but today he is here for a blind date.
Zhang Yang is twenty-one years old and is still a student. In addition, according to the category of his major, he will be in trouble as soon as he graduates, so the postgraduate entrance examination is his only way out, which means that there is absolutely no reason for him to start studying in the fourth year of college.
I came to go on a blind date when I was young, and I skipped school to go on a blind date.
The blind date took place at Chiduo Coffee, adjacent to the famous tertiary hospital Zhongshan Hospital of Mening University in Mening City. The location was chosen by the woman because the introducer of both parties was a beautiful doctor named Yang Jing in the radiology department of the hospital.
The beautiful doctor Zhang Yang has seen her many times. She has black hair and black eyes, an oval-shaped face, and fair skin like cream. The most important thing is Zhang Yang’s favorite long legs. She is a standard beauty with eight heads and long legs. However, Zhang Yang’s blind date is not her.
But the person she introduced.
One is a student at school, and the other is a beauty in the hospital. How could the other party introduce someone to Zhang Yang?
This starts from what happened at the beginning of the year.
Zhang Yang's ancestral home is Anping City, next door to Mening City. He lost his parents due to a car accident when he was young. His grandfather was alone and worked hard to raise him until he was admitted to the famous 211 and 985 schools in the province.
Then disaster struck again for this already fragmented family. In the second half of his junior year, his grandfather was diagnosed with terminal liver cancer. At Zhang Yang's insistence, he sold the family's only remaining asset, the house in his hometown in Anping City.
, to treat grandpa’s illness.
After more than a month of radiotherapy and chemotherapy, although my grandfather's condition began to improve, as his body's immunity plummeted, he was still unable to withstand the disease, and he passed away less than two months later.
Grandpa is a very talkative and tenacious person. During chemotherapy, although he had to endure great physical pain, he helped the doctor to comfort other patients in the same ward with a smile every day.
Before he died, he held out his hands and refused to close his eyes. It was not until Yang Jing whispered something in his ear with tears in her eyes that he left with a smile.
After arranging grandpa's funeral arrangements and the summer vacation, Dr. Yang told him the truth.
"Your grandfather has always hoped to be able to support you until the day you start a family, but he knows he can't see it anymore, so he entrusted me with your life-long affairs, hoping that I can find a partner for you."
Then there was the scene at the beginning. Not long after the semester started, Dr. Yang Jing said that he had found a good match, and asked him to rush to the Chito Coffee next to the hospital before 14:30. He must not be late, and he must not be late.
Not going.
Zhang Yang reached into his trouser pocket, pinched the only wrinkled hundred-yuan note left in the pocket, and looked at the token of the meeting he held in his left hand, a copy of Menin Daily, and walked slowly towards
Chito's door.
The sudden change of hot and cold gave him an inexplicable feeling of suffocation, and sweat suddenly overflowed from his forehead.
There was a red BMW Z4 parked in front of the store. Zhang Yang glanced at it and thought it looked familiar, but he didn't pay too much attention. He was thinking about whether the money in his pocket would be enough to buy two cups of coffee and left the coffee shop.
door.
Today, Zhang Yang can be described as extremely poor. His only house has been sold, he owes more than 60,000 yuan to distant relatives, and he also has a large student loan.
Although he now goes out to work every day and sets up stalls everywhere whenever he has free time, you can imagine how difficult life is.
Fortunately, he inherited his grandfather's naturally optimistic genes. Although life is difficult, as long as he is alive, there is hope. But of course, with his current situation, even if he falls in love, let alone a blind date, it will probably be calculated.
Do you have enough money to buy a rose?
The reason why he came to the appointment today is because Zhang Yang feels that he owes Dr. Yang a favor. Since he is so enthusiastic, he is always embarrassed to refuse her, and Zhang Yang believes that after this time, he has fulfilled his grandfather's dying instructions.
There will be a next time.
As the store door opened, a blast of cold air hit his face. The clerk in a dark red uniform bent down, his crescent-moon eyes formed into an arc and gave him a professional smile: "Welcome, sir. May I ask who is there?"
Zhang Yang raised his eyes and scanned the situation in the store, and then saw an extremely attractive silhouette in a corner.
She has jet black hair, her hands are resting on the table and she is reading an unknown magazine. She wears a black and white striped V-neck tight T-shirt on her upper body. When viewed from the side, her slender waist is perfectly outlined.
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Because her hands were resting on the table, her breasts were even more eye-catching. Zhang Yang had seen many beauties, but Zhang Yang with such perfect development was rare.
Looking from Zhang Yang's side, it is astonishingly round and straight, without any sense of falling, and has an absolutely perfect drop shape. Her lower body is a purple pleated short skirt. The contrast in color makes her
Those beautiful legs looked even whiter and more delicate, and under the soft light, they shone with an alluring luster, as if they could reflect human figures.
Such conditions are enough to make people's hearts skip a beat, but it doesn't seem exciting enough.
The key is that her long legs are not just white. Although she is sitting sideways, according to Zhang Yang's visual calculation, her long white legs are definitely golden in proportion. They are slender and straight, and her calves are almost invisible.
Any trace of fat.
Yang Jing is a long-legged beauty with an eight-head body, and the person in front of her is undoubtedly the one-in-a-million long-legged beauty with eight and a half heads and absolutely perfect proportions. According to visual estimation, the long legs must be at least nearly one in length.
Mi 2.
He couldn't see her front clearly, but just from the side profile, Zhang Yang was sure that this was definitely Zhang's alluring face.
Apart from her, there seemed to be no other customers in the store.
Zhang Yang looked at the time, it was 14:03, which was still 27 minutes before the designated time. According to experience, the sideways beauty in front of him should not be his blind date.
Zhang Yang took a breath and pinched the hundred-dollar bill in his pocket. A cup of latte was thirty-six yuan, two cups seventy-two yuan. As long as the girl didn't like him or wasn't a foodie, this money should be enough.
So he looked at a table near the door and replied: "You two, there will be people coming later."
"Okay, sir!" The pretty waiter left with a smile on his face.
The sound of the conversation seemed to attract the beauty who was quietly reading the magazine. She glanced sideways at Zhang Yang, then turned back to continue reading her magazine.
But just at this glance, Zhang Yang was instantly petrified. The beauty, of course, was definitely a super beauty, but he knew this beauty.
She is an English teaching assistant in the School of Chemistry, and the most beautiful female teacher in the School of Chemistry and even the entire Meiji University. She just completed her master's degree in English from the Department of Foreign Languages and Literature at Meiji University a year ago, and then became the youngest beautiful teaching assistant in the School of Chemistry.
Although she may not be familiar with Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang is very familiar with her. She has held the title of flower girl for seven consecutive years and has been a contracted model for a well-known fashion magazine. I heard that her parents are also famous entrepreneurs in Mening. The red Z4 parked at the door is
Her car is the typical white, rich and beautiful personification of the goddess of wisdom and long legs.
I don’t know why she is willing to be a teaching assistant in the chemistry college, but Zhang Yang has always fallen into trouble in her hands. She still had four credits of English last year. Because she had to take care of her grandfather, she had to take care of her grandfather.
He did terribly on the English test this semester. She happened to be the temporary teacher in this year's re-taking class.
But why is she here? It seems that I have a class with her in the afternoon.
Zhang Yang looked around with his eyes, preparing to find a place that was a blind spot for the beautiful assistant teacher, because it was too unsafe. If unfortunately she recognized him, she would really be dead.
At this time, Zhang Yang's cell phone rang, and the exciting ringtone made the long-legged beauty assistant over there cast her eyes over again. Zhang Yang shrank his head in fright, quickly turned his face to the window, and then carefully picked up the phone.
The call was from Yang Jing, who was full of apologies.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I got the time wrong. Here's the thing. My sister has a class to attend later, so the time was actually changed to two in the afternoon. The location remains the same. Where are you now? Just for meeting.
Remember to bring the Menin Daily?"
"Is there a class? Change it to two o'clock?" Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment. So, he was late? Why did he suddenly have a bad feeling in his heart?
"Yes, my sister is already there. By the way, her name is Yang Fei, and she is an English teaching assistant at your chemical college..."
"Yang Fei?" Zhang Yang turned his head subconsciously, and his face turned pale. He was so stupid. Isn't the name of the beautiful assistant teacher just called Yang Fei? She is Dr. Yang's sister? What kind of nerve does Dr. Yang have?
She actually introduced her teacher to her. Did she not know her identity?
The beautiful assistant teacher's eyes just happened to turn to him, her beautiful and delicate face was slightly frowning, and her beautiful dark eyes were turning slightly, as if she was echoing something, and then she relaxed her eyebrows, as if she had thought of something.
With a frosty face, his eyes shot toward Zhang Yang, and he asked tentatively: "Zhang Yang?"
Zhang Yang didn't answer. He answered randomly with his cell phone. When he got it, he quickly hung up the phone, then grabbed the menu beside him and covered his face.
God, Lord Buddha, I am pulling the lantern, please don’t recognize me! Zhang Yang prayed secretly.
But contrary to expectations, Zhang Yang clearly heard the crisp sound of Yang Fei standing up and the toes of her high heels hitting the floor.
This time it is really doomed. I have heard that Yang Fei is very ruthless. It seems that this year's reconstruction of Great Britain is in doubt.
As the footsteps gradually approached, Zhang Yang's heart rose to his throat. The sword of doomsday judgment was slashing at his head, but he could only watch helplessly.
At this moment, the sky outside suddenly darkened, as if a momentary solar eclipse had occurred, and I couldn't see my fingers. Then, a terrifying white light tore through the dark night sky, and suddenly rushed straight to the ground from the distant sky.
"Boom!" After a loud noise, the sky and the earth regained their brightness, and it seemed as if everything that had just happened was a dream and disappeared.
Is this an illusion? Zhang Yang stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes. When he opened them again, his mouth grew involuntarily and could no longer be closed.
Because Yang Fei's Z4 had become completely unrecognizable in just an instant. A huge hole was smashed from the engine to the windshield. The parts inside turned into a pile of scrap metal. The twisted iron parts were like ferocious devils.
Generally, the roots stand upright.
How much impact does this have to have? A meteorite? Zhang Yang stared at the transparent window in front of him and found that even next to where he was sitting, there was a transparent small hole as big as a thumb, which might have been pierced by a fragment.
Bar.
Then he discovered that on the table in front of him, a transparent crystal with a strange blue demonic light suddenly appeared, trembling gently like a piece of luminous gummy candy.
Zhang Yang subconsciously held the blue crystal, and then he suddenly felt a strong numbness in the nerve endings of his fingers. Then the blue crystal suddenly disappeared, as if it had melted into Zhang Yang's palm.
In my mind, a strange female voice mixed with metallic colors suddenly sounded
"The Nuwa system master recognition program is started, and the master's genes are checked...male, blood type, type B...meet the filtering conditions, start updating..."
"Start updating?" Zhang Yang's eyes went dark. In an instant, his head felt like being hit by dozens of bricks at the same time, with bursts of severe pain. Then, he even clearly felt the billions of dollars in his brain.
Each neuron suddenly went blank, as if it had been devoured by countless bugs.
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