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Chapter 250

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Li He looked at Mu Yan who was staggering and helped him up. "You're going back to school, right? I'll give you a lift. I'm worried about you."

Liu Yibo waved his hand. "Go back, we'll all go back to school together. You don't have to worry about me, we'll find a taxi. "

"Then let's go to the main road ahead. We won't be able to wait here." Li He supported Mu Yan and walked towards the main road. There were less than 1000 taxis in Beijing. In the past, they were used to receive foreign guests. It was only in the past two years that they were opened to the public. The ownership and management of the vehicles belonged to the company and the individual paid for it. Furthermore, they were all imported second-hand Bluebirds and Dukes.

He brought them to the main road. Under the dim street lights, there were only pedestrians, bicycles, and the occasional car. There were no taxis and the buses were out of service.

The few of them sat on the curb. Meng Jianguo lit a cigarette for each of them and said cheerfully, "If it really doesn't work, let's sit until dawn and watch the flag of the national flag class."

He was getting more and more excited because of the alcohol.

Mu Yan couldn't cover his mouth and vomited.

They hurried to help him but he waved his hand and didn't let anyone help him. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve, lit the cigarette, and breathed a sigh of relief. "I've finally vented my anger. It feels so good. Old Meng, I can't take it anymore. I have to walk back to sleep, I can't stand it anymore. We woke up at 3 am and I'm so sleepy. "

Li He thought for a while and said, "Let's sleep at my place. It's nearby and my place is big."

Everyone knew that Li He had bought a house in Beijing and was doing well financially. [Love ↑ Go ↑ Small ↑ Talk ↑ Net





Liu Yibo didn't agree. "Alright, let's go to the guest house, it's the most convenient. We don't want to trouble you, we're a bunch of men and we're stinky. "

Everyone agreed. They would bring their IDs with them when they went to the ceremony so they wouldn't have to worry about not being able to get a room.

Li He said, "Follow me then, I'm familiar with this place."

He led the way and led them to a guest house after a few turns.

Looking at the drunken group, the staff of the hostel almost wanted to beat them up with a stick.

Li He handed over his ID and said, "We are teachers from Beijing University. We are not bad people. Please give us two rooms."

The waiter took the documents and was no longer hesitant. "How many rooms do you want?"

Li He handed over the money and said, "Two rooms, two beds per room."

Meng Jianguo grabbed Li He's hand. "I don't need your money! Get out of my way! "

Liu Yibo took the opportunity to pass the money to the waiter, "Alright, take us upstairs."

The waiter took the money. He didn't care who gave it to him. Once the money was in his hands, it was impossible for him to hand it back. He didn't care about the few of them.

Only then did Li He and Liu Yibo stop.

Li He didn't follow them upstairs. He said goodbye and left the hotel.

He tightened his clothes. The weather was getting cold, and he wasn't far from home. He could walk home. There was no need to stay in a hotel. [Love ↑ Go ↑ Little ↑ Say ↑ Net





His brain was a little muddled from the alcohol. He walked unsteadily, and the dim streetlights made his shadow very long.

When he reached the door of his house and was about to take out his keys, he found that the door was bolted from the inside. This time, he didn't dare to climb the wall. He patiently knocked on the door and waited.

"Who is it?" He Fang didn't open the door directly. She first carefully confirmed it.

"Me."

"How would I know who 'me' is?" He Fang pulled the door bolt and teased.

Li He was about to reply when the door was pulled open. "Alright, I'll lock the door. You can go in."

"You reek of alcohol. Where did you go to drink? I saw you in the morning. "He Fang handed Li He a cup of tea." Drink some water. "

"You went to watch the military parade too?"

"It's so fresh. If you can go, why can't I go?" He Fang felt a little cold, so she tightened her shawl jacket a little more.

"Then I didn't see you."

"I saw you, but there were too many people. I wanted to say hello to you, but I couldn't squeeze through. "I wanted to come back with you, but I couldn't find you." He Fang complained to Li He.

Li He said, "I just went to drink with a few colleagues and left early."

"Isn't that a classmate from your school?" "Isn't that a little too bold?" He Fang couldn't forget about this matter.

"It's nothing. This is to express my admiration. What else could it be? You're thinking too much. You should go to sleep. I'll go get some water to wash up and then go to bed. "

He Fang listened to Li He's explanation and didn't continue asking. She just brought over two thermos bottles and said, "There's hot water in the thermos. Don't use cold water."

"Okay, got it." He suddenly burped again.

"Oh right, I forgot to tell you. In the afternoon, the neighborhood committee informed us that they want to heat the house. Do we have to pay? " He Fang suddenly thought of this and asked Li He.

"Pay it. It's good to be warm in winter. It's less cold." Li He seemed to think of the long white smoke coming out of the chimney of the boiler room in winter. The ashes pushed out of the boiler room emitted a dark red light.

The particulate matter produced by burning coal for heating did contribute to the smog. In the future, it would be harder and harder to encounter good weather.

A young man from another city asked an old man in the capital, "Why are the people in the capital so arrogant? What's so great about them?"

The old man took a deep breath and took three deep breaths, "Come, come, young man, learn from me."

The young man took a deep breath and fell to the ground.

He was 28 years old and died on the streets of the capital.

Li He slept until ten o 'clock. After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he realized that Xiao Wei was squatting at the entrance of the central room, eating porridge.

Li He went over and kicked him, "What are you doing? It's so early in the morning. Don't you cook at home? You're here to freeload."

Xiao Wei said, "Hehe, I have nothing to do."

Li He scooped a bowl of porridge for himself, picked up a bun, and took a bite. He asked, "Don't you want to do business? How's it going? "

Xiao Wei's face turned red and he smiled sheepishly, "I'm working hard."

"Alright, go and work hard. Don't wander around here. It's an eyesore. "

Xiao Wei lowered his head and didn't say anything.

He Fang took out Li He's camera and played with it.

Li He said, "Try it. What's the use of just looking?"

"A roll of film costs thirty yuan. Who can afford it?" He Fang wasn't interested in it and put it back on the table.

Li He took out the film from yesterday and handed it to Xiao Wei, "I really have nothing to do. Go and wash the film for me. Make a 5-inch film and eight copies of each."

During the military parade, many of his colleagues saw that he had met them and asked him to take many photos. Some were group photos, and some were individual photos. He wasn't stingy either. There were 39 pieces of film on a roll, and he had used four rolls of film, which made many of the teachers feel embarrassed.

Therefore, Li He naturally had to make a few more and send them over.

Xiao Wei agreed and hurriedly finished the last few mouthfuls of porridge. He put the film in his pocket and left.

He Fang said, "This child is not bad. He's a little smart."

Li He said, "I'm just afraid that he's too smart. Children don't know how to behave properly."

"Look at you. Sometimes you're extremely bold, but sometimes you're overly cautious. Who could be like you when they were seventeen or eighteen years old? "

Li He thought about it and realized that it was true. He couldn't help but understand Xiao Wei a little more. Wasn't seventeen or eighteen the age of high-spirited youth?

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