Chapter 328
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Perhaps she had been wrong from the beginning. Perhaps it was time to go home. Thinking of this, Li Diandian, who was also the actress of Su San, revealed a peerless and elegant smile. It was as if she had returned to the time when she was young and had won the grand prize in China.
"Thank you, little brother, thank you!" Thinking of this, Li Diandian stood up and left the restaurant without hesitation.
Goodbye, never again.
"Qin Guan!" Xu Xiaoxiao looked away and gave him a thumbs up. "You have to teach me! Really! Master! "
Qin Guan took off his mask and smiled at Xu. "I'll teach you after class. It's only a three-minute excerpt from Beijing Opera. It's easy to learn."
He would listen to everything Qin Guan said. He was even willing to be Qin Guan's henchman. He was a master and a man who hid his strength well.
Qin Guan had forgotten about his charm though. He had laid a solid foundation for Xu to become his henchman in the future.
After singing a few lines, Qin Guan was starving. He followed Xu to the table. The dumplings had been replaced with fresh shrimp filling. Xu was really willing to invest.
The manager of the restaurant wiped his sweat and ran to Xu. He pointed at the two foreigners at the cashier. They were tastefully dressed. It was obvious that they had just gotten off work from Wall Street and were here for Chinese food.
"What's up?"
Xu Xiaoxiao asked with a serious face. He was no longer a lackey like before.
"The two customers over there asked if they could give a bouquet of flowers to the lady who just sang on the stage when they paid the bill, and if they could ask for her phone number …"
"Young master, can you see them?" The manager pointed at the green bills in their hands, indicating that the tips and income were big.
"Damn it! Damn it! Tell them to get out of here with their beautiful memories! " Xu drove the manager away awkwardly. He turned around to look at Qin Guan, afraid that he would be angry.
When Xu Xiaoxiao turned around, she saw her master eating heartily. His girlfriend was laughing so hard that she was rocking back and forth.
Seeing how the two of them didn't seem to care, it seemed like they often encountered situations like this.
In Xu's mind, Qin Guan was a disciple of a master of the quintessence of China. He must have lived an indifferent life amidst flowers and applause.
Xu had guessed the same thing, but Qin Guan's identity was different.
…
Despite the tall buildings, the moon didn't stop rising. Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei walked out of the red lanterns.
Just like that, the long shadows fused together intimately.
"Cong Nianwei …"
"Hmm?"
"Did the professor give you homework?"
"Yes …"
"What should we do …"
"Run!"
Their laughter was like birds flying in the sky of Manhattan. Under the bright moonlight in front of the bed, the two of them left their diligent figures on the window paper …
Of course, even God couldn't stand it. Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei were lying in their new bed when their phone rang.
It was 1: 45 am, and someone had sent him a message. Qin Guan pulled up his pants and stepped on the mat with his bare feet.
His new phone number and Cong Nianwei's phone number were on the bedside table.
There were messages on both phones, but they hadn't noticed them. Qin Guan squinted at the dazzling light and read the messages.
He knew every single word on it, so why was it so confusing when they were put together? What did they mean by extra homework? How could homework be added at any time?
When the teacher forgot to take his medicine, it was the student's turn. Qin Guan nudged Cong Nianwei, who was sleeping soundly, and reminded her, "Wei, my professor has just assigned me homework. You got a message on your phone. Is it a reminder too?"
Cong Nianwei rubbed her eyes and threw a white pillow at him. "Go to the living room and do your homework! Remember to close the door! "
The weather forecast was trying to fool her! Dream on!
The morning sun was peeking through the window. Cong Nianwei walked out of the bedroom with a yawn, only to find her boyfriend sitting on the sofa with his laptop in his arms, drooling.
Cong Nianwei shook her head with a smile and stroked Qin Guan's fluffy hair. "Time to get up." Then she snuck into the bathroom.
First come, first served. A hostess should be the first to occupy an advantageous position in the morning.
"By the way, did you finish yesterday's homework?" Cong Nianwei's chatting came from the bathroom.
"Oh, who am I, your boyfriend? Perfect. Because I couldn't fall asleep for a while, I looked for some other information and somehow fell asleep."
Qin Guan rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked to the refrigerator in his slippers. It was empty.
"Let's have breakfast outside the school."
"Okay."
In New York City, in the early morning of Manhattan, other shops were not open. Only the various restaurants were open for business. For the office workers who were hurrying along the streets, there was nothing that would make them stop.
Only when they saw their favorite breakfast restaurant would they stop to buy breakfast and coffee.
Following the regular flow of people, they entered the most traditional breakfast shop in Manhattan, just like real Manhattan residents.
The breakfast there was the most common bagel, or baiguo in Chinese. It was a round piece of bread with a special baking process.
When eaten, it was cut in half and roasted, giving it the unique charred smell of wheat. Both halves were smeared with a thick layer of cream cheese. This was the most traditional way to eat the baguette.
The freshest baiguo sold in supermarkets was only 75 cents each. It could be found everywhere on the street stalls.
The shop was so popular that Qin Guan, who was watching her work, attributed it to the wide variety of products in the shop.
The common street breakfast of all kinds of spiced sandwiches, omelets, soft scones and waffles, accompanied by fried eggs, cheese, ham, bacon and beef patties, how could it not be loved by Manhattanites?
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