Stand-In Boyfriend Fu Zheng Ji

Chapter 3 Blind Date Test
Li Xiang stood in front of Zhang Ling, probably because he was much prettier than the photo!
He kept cursing in his heart, those online said that women could not get a doctor because they couldn't find a boyfriend, couldn't find a job, and they were ugly.

He was too excited and hurriedly asked by mistake: "Hello! Are you a migrant worker?"

Zhang Ling chuckled after hearing this, her sweet and elegant smile almost completely fascinated Li Xiang.

"I think you should ask if you want to be a migrant worker's girlfriend."

Maybe because he was late, he planned to turn around and leave immediately when he saw Li Xiang, but he felt a little guilty in his heart, so he still bit the bullet and looked at the "migrant worker" in front of him.

After Zhang Ling finished speaking, she inadvertently pulled a bunch of black hair in front of her eyes with one hand and fixed it behind her ears.

This action of hers made Li Xiang's body inexplicably hot, so he took off the helmet that was pressing on his head and held it in his hand.

He lowered his head slightly for a while, then suddenly raised his head in embarrassment and smiled at her:
"Wrong, I was wrong. It seems that you should have asked that sentence just now, and you said it because you liked me, right?"

"Yeah!" She nodded with a slight smile.

A smell of sweat from the man's body wafted down the wind.

Zhang Ling obviously hated this smell very much in the past, and would pinch her nose every time, making the man who smelled of sweat immediately get out of her sight with a look of disgust.

But now she felt a bit of enjoyment, wishing to smell this smell for a while longer.

Li Xiang was on a blind date for the first time, and he got the connection code wrong, so he was a little at a loss.But when she saw Zhang Ling smiling and not stuttering at ordinary times, now she said with a feeling of stuttering:

"I, what am I going to say next? It seems... I... I'm sorry!"

He struggled for a while, and felt that the safest way at this time was to take the initiative to apologize!

When he saw Zhang Ling's still bright smile, he knew that the blind date had initially succeeded.At present, at least the other party doesn't hate him.

……

The teahouses near the park are decorated with high-end and elegant decoration, and the people who usually go in and out have a certain social status.

Zhang Ling walked into the teahouse first, but Li Xiang was stopped by the teahouse staff at the door, listening to the contemptuous remarks.

"Hey, wait a minute, where are the stinky migrant workers? If you don't even look at this place, can someone like you come in?"

"I'm……"

Before he could finish speaking, the teahouse girl snapped, "What me? Get out of here, don't disturb the tea-drinking enjoyment of our customers."

"Girl, I want to say that I came to drink tea just like that lady. If she can go in, why can't I go in." Li Xiang defended with a wry smile.

With his current status, he never thought he would suffer this kind of treatment.He looked at Zhang Ling and prayed in his heart that it was all worth it.

Zhang Ling only looked back at Li Xiang, didn't say a word, instead, she randomly found a place to sit gracefully, like other tea drinkers in the teahouse, specifically looking at how he should deal with it?

The teahouse girl didn't even look back, and continued in a more contemptuous tone:

"You still know the lady in there? Hehe, if you don't look at your lowly outfit, you are only fit to go to an ordinary noodle shop and drink cheap tea made in a big teapot. Don't be verbose. Get out, get out, If you don’t leave, I’ll have someone chase you away.”

Li Xiang listened to the girl in the teahouse spitting out the word "cheap", which was extremely ear-piercing.Looking at the tea drinkers in the teahouse, they all laughed and laughed, including Zhang Ling who looked at her and smiled.

It was only then that he realized that the place was chosen by Zhang Ling, and perhaps her main purpose was to let him know that they were not from the same world, so that he would retreat in spite of difficulties.For him, this is an indirect rejection, or a test.

"You...do you know..." Hearing what the teahouse girl said, he was a little impatient and wanted to show his identity domineeringly, but when the words came to his lips, he quickly stifled the thought.

Now exposing his identity can't get what he wants, so the previous misunderstanding and suffering will be in vain.

The girl in the teahouse continued Li Xiang's words: "You don't need to say it, I know you will say that the construction of the city is inseparable from you migrant workers. Don't worry! I have thanked you from the bottom of my heart countless times. But this will never change you A humble fact."

"Okay, okay, you're doing well!" Li wanted to know that there are still many people who think like girls nowadays.This is a sick phenomenon caused by the environment.It's hard to change on his own.

The teahouse girl continued to yell proudly: "Understood, then get out! Don't embarrass yourself here."

Li Xiang glanced at Zhang Ling again, not expecting her to come to rescue him.But he has worked as a stand-in for many years in the mall, and he has already developed a super resilience.This glance is more like a declaration of acceptance of the challenge.

He restrained his anger, straightened his chest, exuded an aura of contemptuousness, and then put on a kind smile and said:
"Girl, isn't this a place to drink tea? You open the door to do business, you sell tea, I drink tea, and it's not like you don't pay for it. Why don't your teahouses only charge noble money?"

Listening to Li Xiang's words, Zhang Ling lowered her head and picked up the teacup for a moment, then looked up at him, smiled and nodded.It can be regarded as an affirmation of Li Xiang's response.

"Of course! Our shop rules: only accept noble money, and no other money." The teahouse girl said triumphantly.

Zhang Ling took a sip of tea, and glanced at the eye-catching store rules in the teahouse girl's mouth.

Li Xiang grinned and asked, "Excuse me, what kind of money is noble?"

"Money is the same as people. In the public perception, people have status. The money paid by people with status is naturally noble." The girl in the teahouse is even more proud of being flattered.

Although there are often criticisms of worshiping foreigners, in real life, many people behave like teahouse girls, consciously or unintentionally liking things from foreigners.This naturally includes liking foreigners' money.

Li Xiang sighed helplessly, took out a brown wallet from his body, and counted out two pieces of money with a face value of [-], and one of them happened to be issued by another country.He looked at the teahouse girl whose eyes were shining at this moment and said:

"Look, I have two 100-yuan bills here. If you tell everyone here that that one is noble and that one is cheap, how about I give you both?"

The teahouse girl is also experienced, she knows the Bolly trademark on the wallet.I suspected that the wallet was A-grade, but for the sake of foreign currency, I temporarily dismissed this idea.

"My honorable gentleman, what you said is true!" the girl in the teahouse said, changing her attitude, her eyes glowing brighter.

"Naturally!" After speaking, Li Xiang threw out the coin in his hand, and it fell freely on the ground.

The little girl in the teahouse quickly squatted down with excitement, and took the lead in picking up the 100 yuan issued by other countries, shaking it in front of her eyes, and listening to the crisp sound of the coin, she further confirmed the authenticity of the wallet:

"Of course this 100 yuan is a bit more expensive."

Then, with a little hesitation, he picked up the 100 yuan issued by the country, and habitually touched the anti-counterfeiting pattern:

"Anyway, this one is a bit cheap, and it's a free gift anyway."

The words and deeds of the little girl in the teahouse instantly aroused the strong resentment of those self-proclaimed patriots.But it was just whispers of dissatisfaction, and no one stood up to judge the teahouse girl.

Li Xiang said with a bit of contempt in his eyes: "Girl, you are very good! I will give you the money as a tip."

"This honorable gentleman, please come inside!" The teahouse girl picked up the money, stood up, still not forgetting her identity, and quickly bowed 45 degrees to invite.

He took a special look at Zhang Ling, and there was more admiration and admiration in her eyes.

Li Xiang still didn't forget to ask jokingly at this time: "Now I am eligible to go in for tea?"

The girl in the teahouse didn't answer directly, but for the sake of money, she immediately bowed 90 degrees and shouted: "Dear sir, it's a misunderstanding, everything is a misunderstanding. Please come inside!"

Li Xiang glanced at the teahouse girl contemptuously, then walked towards where Zhang Ling was sitting.

She smiled and slowly got up, and politely invited him to sit down.Never thought that this man, without relying on foreign aid, only relied on his own wisdom to deal with it, and actually sat across from her.

Zhang Ling admired the man from the bottom of her heart.It is said that a man with potential stocks is hard to find, and she met them by accident today.

But she is not like the teahouse girl, who has never seen the world and knows that some people have a hobby of collecting coins.All this did not negate the previous judgment on Li Xiang's identity as a migrant worker.

"I don't know what you like to drink? I asked for a pot of Dahongpao, which is said to be from the stone wall of the Nine Dragons Collection in Tianxinyan, Wuyi Mountain. I tasted it and it tasted good. Come, you have a taste too."

Zhang Ling smiled, poured a cup herself, and handed it to Li Xiang with both hands.

This behavior nearly dropped the jaw of the teahouse girl just now.Unexpectedly, such a beautiful and elegant lady actually knew that "smelly migrant worker".This also proves from the side that the identity of a man is not simple.

The girl in the teahouse wiped off the cold sweat that had just oozed from her forehead and prayed silently: I hope they will not blame the boss for what happened today.

Li Xiang took the teacup. First, he saw that the tea soup was deep orange, clear and beautiful, and smelled the obvious sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance. After tasting the tea carefully, the fragrance remained on his cheeks. He put down the teacup and looked at Zhang Ling and said slowly:

"It's Dahongpao. It's just that it can't be the mother tree, it should be Qidan Dahongpao."

"Do you know tea?" Zhang Ling's eyes were bright, she looked at Li Xiang and asked.

"I don't understand it, it's just delicious. When I'm free, I just like to learn some knowledge about tea." Li Xiang smiled.

This answer made her overjoyed, she didn't expect that they had the same hobby.Because of this, she has a little more affection for the man in front of her.

Zhang Ling smiled slightly, holding her breath so that he would not feel that she was happy about it.

"Back to the topic, let me tell you about our blind date."

"Okay!" He waited for this sentence.

Zhang Ling returned to a serious expression and continued: "Then let me tell you what I think of this blind date first!"

This tone of speaking made Li Xiang somewhat displeased.It felt like he was listening to the leader's lecture.But out of politeness to the lady, he still agreed and said "yes".

"You and I met for the first time, I don't care what you think of me?"

"Huh?" He was a little more curious about her.Apparently, she wasn't going to say anything about the ordeal.

"Aunt Wang must have told you about my situation. As a woman, I, Zhang Ling, have worked hard in this city for many years and became the intelligent manufacturing project manager of the X joint venture technology company. I am still not satisfied with this achievement."

He instantly realized that the blind date was wrong.Aunt Wang introduced a girl who had just obtained a Ph.D. and planned to stay and teach at X University.

But he has already been impressed by Zhang Ling's unique personality charm.Want to keep hearing what else she has to say next?
"Because I still want to achieve greater success at work, I have never planned to get married. The reason why I am here today is because of my old father who has worked so hard to bring me up. He has been forcing me to get married."

A single-parent family, this is very similar to the teaching girl, the only difference is that she was raised by her father.

If he decides to pursue Zhang Ling, her father will be a good breakthrough.

"According to the general starting point of a woman looking for a man, it is nothing more than looking for a reliable money bag. As you can see, I can easily go in and out of such places without financial pressure. So a man is dispensable to me Accessories."

This sentence permeated into domineering and made him feel deeply.

He has never thought about what kind of life partner he should find?At this moment, the corners of his mouth naturally turned up in a graceful arc.

Zhang Ling noticed Li Xiang's smile, and said with some displeasure in her heart: "What I said is funny? It doesn't matter, tell you don't define me arbitrarily, I will just subvert your imagination like this."

In her opinion, when most men hear these remarks, they probably think hard about a decent reason to leave.

　[Introduction to "Flea" [-]]

　　This poem was crowned at the top of the "Songs and Sonnets" in an early version of Donne's poetry, and it is said to be the most famous poem of Donne's time.Erotic poems with fleas as the theme were very popular in Europe in the sixteenth century, and are said to have imitated the works of the ancient Roman poet Ovid (Ovid, 43B.C.——17A.D.).The poet is usually jealous that the flea has free access to his lover, or dies in bliss at the hand of the beautiful woman.John Carey, who refers to the poem in his book John Donne: Life, Thought, and Art, says that the flea poem is actually an obscene old joke.There are dozens of flea poems in European literature, and it would be a mistake to attribute it to Ovid.The most common plot is a flea crawling around on a young woman, making comments as she goes.The comments about breasts and genitals are, of course, the climax of the joke.Donne ditched the coy joke and reinvented a new genre of poetry: turning it into a monologue about sexual union.Focus not on the woman's body, but on the body of the flea, in which the blood of man and woman (the fleas bit each other) is fused, and thus becomes their marriage bed and wedding hall (John Carey. John Donne : Life, Mind and Art, Faber & Faber, 1981, P132).

　　
　
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