Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Boss, let's have a bowl of beef noodle soup, make it spicy and add coriander.

No more beef today.

No beef?

“The beef whistles are sold out.”

Zhang Xuan was speechless. He usually ate beef noodles the most, and he was not used to it without beef.

I got up and looked around, and finally ordered sausage, eggs and fungus tofu.

While waiting, he saw Wenhui get into a van, and the driver was Aunt Wenhui.

Then Zou Qingzhu's boyfriend also drove over in a jeep and picked up Zou Qingzhu.

Well, the two girls are gone, and I am alone again. There is no place to eat for lunch and dinner.

Zhang Xuan?

Just as he was thinking about it, a voice came from behind.

You can tell it's Dong Ziyu without even looking.

when did you come?

Just arrived.

Dong Ziyu came over and sat down, put his backpack aside and said, I saw you entering this noodle shop from a long way away, so I followed you.

His eyes swept over her backpack: You haven't entered school yet?

No.

Dong Ziyu asked: What did you order?

Zhang Xuan told him the fans he called.

Dong Ziyu then asked the boss for the exact same one.

To be honest, he was in a good mood when he saw Dong Ziyu.

As a man, when you are bored alone, you want a brother to accompany you to drink and spank.

If there is a beautiful person of the opposite sex, then the brother's ranking can be moved back.

This has nothing to do with lack of loyalty, and has nothing to do with being motivated by sex.

I just like chatting with good-looking women.

If we must find a reason, it should be called yin alone will not give birth, and yang alone will not grow, so heaven and earth are matched with yin and yang.

Except for things in bed, verbal and mental interactions between people of the opposite sex are often more pleasurable than communication between people of the same sex.

Even rough men know this truth: when men and women are matched, the work will not be tiring.

As for the work that the rough man talks about, how is it done?

This is a matter of benevolence and wisdom. Uncle Jia has his own golden fingers, not duplicates.

And some people are like locusts in a paddy field, they will fluctuate with one move as they toss and turn.

After realizing that he was secretly attracted to Wen Hui, the old man was depressed all night.

So having breakfast with Dong Ziyu, who is recognized as good-looking, is also a happy thing in life.

Zhang Xuan asked: It's not even 9 o'clock, why are you here so early today?

Meeting his eyes, Dong Ziyu said openly: A friend of my mother's came and brought her son, so I came to school in advance.

Zhang Xuan understood immediately and asked with a smile: Then your son is still pestering you, right?

Dong Ziyu wiped the table with a tissue and smiled: That's right.

In fact, we have known each other since childhood and have always had a good relationship. Unexpectedly, my friend was in a relationship, and he wanted to have a relationship with me. He was very unreasonable, so I had no choice but to run away.

Zhang Xuan raised his chin with his right hand and asked, Is the other party a civil servant?

Dong Ziyu shook his head: No, he went to university in Xiangjiang and stayed there to work in finance after graduation.

Zhang Xuan teased: Show your performance against Li Zheng and slap him twice.

Dong Ziyu smiled and answered the question: Why are you alone?

Zhang Xuan replied: Everyone is busy and has no time to accompany me.

Dong Ziyu asked: Du Shuangling didn't come?

Zhang Xuan said: We will arrive at night.

Dong Ziyu was at a loss for words: Does the more successful you become, the lonelier you become?

Zhang Xuan sighed: You are asking me something. I really don't have many close friends.

Dong Ziyu said: It's human nature. When you're at your level, most people can't get close to you. If I hadn't played well with you during my freshman year, I probably wouldn't have become your friend.

Zhang Xuan said: That won't happen. You are good-looking and I can't resist beautiful women.

Dong Ziyu was amused: Su Jinyu should hear this.

Zhang Xuan surrendered: I'm afraid of you. Seeing how you poured cold water on me, my enthusiasm suddenly disappeared.

When the rice noodles came, Dong Ziyu picked up a piece of pig intestine and stuffed it into his mouth. After taking a few bites, he looked at him wryly.

Zhang Xuan was very happy to see it: You're not used to eating it, are you? Okay, okay, give it to me, this is a good thing, it's really an advantage for me.

As he said that, he used the chopsticks that had not yet been eaten to pick up all the pig intestines in Dong Ziyu's bowl and put them into his own bowl.

Dong Ziyu seemed to have really escaped from home. He ate much more food than usual and ate very quickly.

After finishing her meal, she asked, Are you busy with anything later?

Zhang Xuan said: It's okay.

Dong Ziyu pointed to the backpack: Take me back to the dormitory, it's too heavy.

Zhang Xuan asked: School doesn't start until tomorrow. Is the dormitory open?

Dong Ziyu said: I don't know, I have to go and see.

What are you packing? Why is it so heavy?

Half of it is books.

No wonder.

Zhang Xuan carried his backpack, and the two of them rushed to school chatting and laughing, and soon arrived at the girls' dormitory.

The door hasn't opened yet, but the dormitory aunt is already here.

Dong Ziyu recognized the other party and shouted: Auntie, open the door.

The dormitory aunt looked at Dong Ziyu, then at Zhang Xuan next to her, took the key and trotted open the door.

Dong Ziyu extended an invitation: Would you like to sit in our dormitory?

Zhang Xuan tilted his head: Convenient?

The dormitory aunt looked at the two of them and interjected with a hint of meaning: It's convenient, no one has come to this building yet, you are the first one.

Zhang Xuan: .

Dong Ziyu: .

If you are misunderstood, nothing will turn into trouble. Dong Ziyu didn't dare to say anything about going up and sit down, so he took the big backpack and walked upstairs.

When she was about to go up the stairs, Zhang Xuan called from behind: Which floor is your dormitory on?

Before Dong Ziyu could reply, the dormitory aunt smiled and said, It's on the third floor. Go quickly.

Zhang Xuan: .

Dong Ziyu: .

After thinking about it, Zhang Xuan followed and took the big bag and put it on his shoulder.

The two of them quickly reached the third floor while talking. The old man didn't stay long this time and didn't enter the girls' dormitory. He put his backpack at the door and came down.

When she saw him going out, the dormitory aunt looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it had only been less than 5 minutes.

The old aunt shook her head and sighed secretly that it was a pity that such a beautiful girl would not be taken advantage of by this great writer.

Dang-dang-dang-dang. Dang-dang-dang-dang. Dang-dang-dang.

Just after leaving the door of the girls' dormitory, Zhang Xuan received a call.

To his surprise, the caller turned out to be Wen Yu.

During the Chinese New Year, Zhang Xuan and Li Wendong made New Year greeting calls to each other. Is there something wrong with calling each other now?

With this guess, he pressed the answer button and said, Sister-in-law.

Are you busy now? Did it bother you? Wen Yu's voice was ordinary, but her tone was very soft.

Fortunately, I just had breakfast outside. Zhang Xuan said.

Wen Yu said: The filming of your novel The Wind is almost finished. Come to the capital to sit down when you have time.

So fast? The filming was completed in more than half a year?

He didn't know much about filmmaking, but Zhang Wen, whom he had just met during the summer vacation last year, felt the same as not long ago.

Wen Yu said that there must be something wrong, but he didn't say it on the phone. Zhang Xuan didn't know what to ask.

He just said: Okay, come over when you have time.

Wen Yu didn't say much more. After talking about the movie, he casually said a few words and then hung up.

Holding the Nokia, Zhang Xuan was a little confused. Does the movie have anything to do with him?

What kind of medicine is sold in this warm jade gourd?

Just as he was thinking about it, the phone in his hand started buzzing again.

At first glance, I saw an unfamiliar number, but it was probably from Europe.

I have a bad feeling in my heart. Is it still an old man like Givenchy?

After thinking about it, I still connected.

hello SanYue

Dizzy, this is really an old man.

His mother is so enthusiastic.

But this time, instead of asking him to be a model, they invited him to watch the Paris fashion show.

That's right, it's March 1996, a month when the four major fashion weeks are held intensively.

It was the first time I rejected someone.

I also refused the second time.

For the third time, Zhang Xuan hesitated and agreed.

They say that everything comes down to three.

If you reject someone three times in a row, not only will the friend have nothing to do, but it will also be like a slap in the face.

The old man Givenchy has a relatively high reputation in the Western world and is very popular in the upper class.

In order to avoid unnecessary twists and turns, he used ok this time instead of definitely next time.

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Don't make any noise, female characters, watch slowly.

Wen Hui had a dream about a big boss giving her a cute look.