MTL - Dad, Please Try a Little Harder-Chapter 52 After class that day, Qian Quan got into a Bentley

  Chapter 52 After class that day, Qian Quan got into a Bentley

  Qian Quan and Ding Linlang had a great time at Disney today.

  I basically played all the items I planned to play.

   Carousel, Speed ​​Light Wheel, Fly Over the Horizon, Pirates of the Caribbean...

  They also ate one of Disney’s most famous Internet celebrity delicacies—big turkey legs, 80 yuan each, and one person is limited to two.

  The evaluation of the two after eating was surprisingly consistent. The taste is not as good as the big rooster and big chicken drumsticks stewed at home, but after all, it has a unique flavor, scoring 80 points, and one yuan for one point.

  Ding Linlang didn't finish the one. After eating half of it, he regretted not bringing a cucumber or carrot. For girls, eating a whole one is indeed a bit greasy.

  Finally, Ding Linlang went to buy ice cream to change the taste.

  Qian Quan always feels that this is treating greasy with greasy.

   So he bought one too.

  At this moment, night has fallen, and they are waiting for the fireworks show.

  For people of Qian Quan and Ding Linlang's age, fireworks are naturally not a novelty, they would see them during the Chinese New Year when they were young.

  However, it is the first time to see so many fireworks blooming in the sky at the same time and on the spot in a uniform yet fancy manner.

   Not to mention, there is a dreamlike castle below.

   "Let's talk about the poems related to fireworks." Ding Linlang, a literary girl, saw this little spectacle, and the literary DNA engraved in her bones couldn't help but move.

   "East wind puts flowers and trees at night, and blows stars like rain." Qian Quan snatched this sentence immediately.

   "Cut," Ding Linlang glanced at him, "There are thousands of lights on the trees, and seven branches of flowers bloom."

  Qian Quan didn't even hear these two sentences, and blurted out: "The old man left the Yellow Crane Tower in the West, and the fireworks will go down to Yangzhou in March."

   "The fireworks are not what we said, you hopeless illiterate!" Ding Linlang scolded with a smile.

   Of course Qian Quan did it on purpose. After thinking about it, he said: "Listen to me, fireworks are easy to be cold, and personnel are easy to divide, but you are asking, am I still serious..."

   "Qian Quan, can't you afford it?" Ding Linlang was speechless.

   "Then you get one, I'll think about it."

   "Fire trees and silver flowers are eye-catchingly red, exposing the sky to promote the spring breeze." Ding Linlang said fluently.

  Qian Quan seemed to have been reminded, and hurriedly said: "Fire trees and silver flowers never go dark, and all over the world are celebrating the New Year."

  Ding Linlang: "..."

  Qian Quan put his hand on Ding Linlang's forehead, and said, "Don't look at me with the eyes of caring for mentally handicapped children!"

  Ding Linlang pushed his hand away and said, "Then you should show some level of college students."

  Qian Quan smiled proudly, and said: "The standard of college students is not to compare who can memorize poems, but to compose poems impromptu."

   "Then you make a song."

   "Listen carefully, you'd better take out your phone and write it down."

  Ding Linlang almost guessed that he was going to talk nonsense, and looked at him with a half-smile: "Just do it, I can remember."

  Qian Quan looked up at the fireworks in the sky, which were in full bloom, with his left hand behind his back, raised his right hand, and posed a pose of a poet Wangyue reciting poems, saying:

   "At that time, you and I played together, the merry-go-round, the pirate ship, the speed of the light wheel, and the leap over the horizon. The hot turkey leg was 80 yuan, and the ice cream was still so sweet..."

  Ding Linlang couldn't help protesting: "You can't even count as doggerel, at most, you are at the level of journalism."

   "Listen to me and finish reading," Qian Quan said, "The rhythm has been messed up..."

   "OKOK, I won't talk this time." Ding Linlang raised his hand.

  Qian Quan paused, and read again:

   "At that time, you and I played together, the merry-go-round, the pirate ship, the speed of the light wheel, and the leap over the horizon. The hot turkey leg was 80 yuan, and the ice cream was still so sweet..."

  After reading these few sentences, Qian Quan suddenly glanced at Ding Linlang, and his tone changed subtly:

   "The eyes are full of sparks, call the moment, bow the head, it is the world."

  Ding Linlang froze for a moment after listening to the last few sentences with an expression of "listen to fun".

  She and Qian Quan looked at each other under the colorful and shining night sky, and the latter suddenly smiled triumphantly:

   "Don't worship me too much, it's just to give you a little shock of modern poetry."

  Atmosphere destruction achieved.

  Ding Linlang curled her lips and said, "It's just barely."

  It was about nine o'clock, the fireworks show was over, and they had to go back to school.

  There is still class tomorrow.

  On the way back, neither of them wanted to talk. After a long silence, Ding Linlang suddenly said:

   "Qian Quan, the first time I listened to your poem, the last four sentences are very good, with a good reversal, steep peaks and deep artistic conception, but when I think about the whole poem, I like the first sentence the most."

   "What's the first sentence?" Qian Quan asked.

  Ding Linlang gave him a look of "I don't want to talk to you", and said no more.

  Qian Quan looked at her with a smile and said, "Me too, I like the first sentence the most."

  Ding Linlang tensed for two seconds, then smiled.

   At that time, you and I played together,

  The fireworks are so brilliant.

  …

  The next morning, Qian Quan went to class with three roommates.

  Walking to the entrance of the college, I found a white Bentley parked in the parking space at the entrance.

  Boys are willing to take a second look at luxury cars as they see beautiful women.

   "You say, what kind of work can we afford to buy this kind of car in the future?" Guo Hongyi said with emotion.

   "I don't know what you do. I can buy one as long as I can do the ideological work of my parents." The native Shen Fei said half-seriously and half-jokingly.

  He is not bragging, his family has a total of three apartments in Zhonghai, selling one apartment, and changing a car is more than enough.

   "I don't like to chat with you like this," Guo Hongyi looked at Qian Quan, "Old Qian, tell me."

   "Actually, I just need to do my dad's ideological work well..."

   "Can you still have a good chat?"

"Haha, just kidding, for children like us from other places, of course it is to study hard to learn cultural knowledge, improve personal abilities in an all-round way, find a reliable job after graduation, and rely on our hardworking hands and unremitting efforts to strive for three years. After five years, I have accumulated enough contacts and social experience, then find a rich woman and tell her, Auntie, I don’t want to work hard anymore..."

  The three roommates burst into laughter when they heard this.

  Shen Fei said: "I'm afraid only your old money can make it through this road."

  Guo Hongyi disagrees: "Sometimes it is difficult to tell the taste of rich people. Everyone has a chance. Let's not underestimate ourselves, right Lao Gao?"

   Gao Yan smiled silently.

  The first two classes in the morning were over, and Qian Quan was about to change classrooms with his classmates to prepare for the next two classes. The counselor suddenly came to him and called him to the office of the deputy secretary of the party committee of the college.

  Qian Quan quickly went over in his mind whether he had violated school rules and disciplines recently.

   Then go to the associate dean's office with the counselor.

  As soon as he entered the door, he froze.

  He found five people in the room. In addition to the deputy secretary of the college, his class teacher and the head of the department of education were also there.

   As for the other two, he was even more confused.

  A young woman with a first-class body, appearance, and temperament, and a four or five-year-old girl with big eyes and extremely cute looks.

  He is true. I can't think of why such a lineup combination is looking for him.

   "Hello, Qian Quan, I'm Lin Xiaohuang, and this is my daughter Tan Qinqin."

  The beautiful woman stood up and stretched out her hand to Qian Quan.

  Qian Quan hurriedly stepped forward to shake hands with her, and replied doubtfully, "Hello."

   "You definitely don't know us, yesterday you rescued a Mercedes-Benz at Disney, and my daughter and I were sitting in that car..." Lin Xiaohuang explained.

   "Oh, I see." Qian Quan was stunned.

   "Well, I brought my daughter here today just to thank you in person."

   "You're welcome, you should." Qian Quan said.

  Everyone saw Qian Quan's calm and calm attitude, and his expression was a little subtle.

At this time, the deputy secretary continued: "Student Qian Quan, Ms. Lin has communicated with the school and the courtyard to express her gratitude to you. From today until you graduate from university, she will provide you with 50,000 yuan in scholarships every year. "

   "Huh?" Qian Quan was stunned, "This, this is unnecessary."

  Lin Xiaohuang said: "You are the savior of me and my daughter, if you are not willing to accept our gratitude, I really don't know what to do."

   "That's fine, I accept." Qian Quan didn't want to make unnecessary drags, sometimes accepting others' gratitude is also a kind of kindness.

   "In addition, I have an unfeeling request. At noon today, my daughter and I would like to treat you to a meal alone. I wonder if it is convenient?"

   Without waiting for Qian Quan to answer, the little girl suddenly asked, "Brother, can you have dinner with us?"

  Qian Quan looked at the little girl with a pair of cute and longing eyes, but couldn't say no, nodded: "Okay."

   "Then you go to class first, we will wait for you..."

"good."

  Qian Quan rushed to class.

  The two classes will end soon.

  After class, Guo Hongyi called Gao Yan and Shen Fei to go to the cafeteria for dinner with the four of them in the dormitory. Just after leaving the teaching building, he saw the Bentley again.

   "Actually, it's enough to sit up there for a while." Guo Hongyi said with a smile.

   As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a tall and strong man getting out of the car, like a brown bear.

  Qian Quan recognized the man, who was the driver of the Mercedes-Benz yesterday.

   "Hello, Mr. Qian, please get in the car."

  Qian Quan sighed silently, waved to the three roommates, and then got into the Bentley in full view.

  Guo Hongyi: "What's the situation? Old money? What's the situation? Ah?"

   "Let's talk about it later." Qian Quan is actually not used to such a high-profile.

   Until the Bentley drove away, Guo Hongyi still hadn't recovered.

   Other passing students were also secretly amazed when they saw the scene just now.

   "There seems to be a beautiful woman sitting inside."

  Someone is whispering.

   Sorry, thanks!

  (end of this chapter)