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    Chapter 29 Shen Anhao

    Zhao Zhiyuan woke up from his dream in a daze after sleeping all night. Still frightened in his dream, the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was Yin Ping'an staring at Zhao Zhiyuan with a lewd smile on his face.  Looking like this, Zhao Zhiyuan sat up, rubbed his temples, and reached for the turned-off Nokia tablet phone beside his pillow. After turning it on, he found that it was already past ten o'clock in the morning. Zhao Zhiyuan obviously had a surprised expression on his face. He had just woken up in the hospital a few days ago.  So far, Zhao Zhiyuan has basically never had the experience of sleeping until three o'clock in the morning before getting up. Looking at the energetic Yin Ping'an looking at him with an ambiguous face, Zhao Zhiyuan quickly put on his clothes and stood up, without even turning his head.  He replied to Yin Pingan and said, "Do you have homosexual hobbies? If so, get as far away as you can from me. I'm sorry, but I don't do homosexuality."

    When Yin Ping'an heard Zhao Zhiyuan's teasing, he immediately jumped up from the bed. He reached out and flicked the dust on his shoulders. He looked at Zhao Zhiyuan with disdain and blew lightly and said, "Brother, you won't do anything about your sister either."  Gee, it¡¯s just that I woke up early in the morning and saw you snickering in your dream. I didn¡¯t expect you to be so smart. You woke up as soon as I came to the bedside and sat down. Tell me what you dreamed about last night.  Who has thought about it well, but it is so ambiguous. Do you miss your Senior Liu? But if you can win it, I will be happy for you. To be honest, I can see that, although he is not a monster with great wisdom and near demon.  , but at least it still retains that innocence. In an era where girls under the age of 16 basically have nowhere to go, it is not easy to find such a woman who is not famous but is cheerful and not sinister."

    Zhao Zhiyuan looked at Yin Pingan who was talking eloquently, reached out and took out a pack of loose flowers from under the bedside, threw one to Yin Pingan, lit it himself, took a sip, and said slowly: "I was tired yesterday, and the result was  I didn¡¯t wake up until ten o¡¯clock in the morning after I got into bed. Normally I wake up naturally at five thirty.¡±

    Zhao Zhiyuan obviously did not respond directly to Yin Ping'an and Liu Qing's matter. After speaking, Liu Qing's slightly teasing and narrow smile inadvertently appeared in his mind. He shook his head and continued: "Today is the weekend, and the streets are probably very busy.  I was so busy when I came to Hangzhou that I didn¡¯t bother to visit Hangzhou, a place called paradise. Let¡¯s go to the streets to see it later.¡±

    Yin Pingan was noncommittal and nodded yes. He had this intention and was absolutely unwilling to waste such a good opportunity to drag Zhao Zhiyuan onto the street.

    The two of them washed up for a while. After they finished, Yin Ping'an dragged Zhao Zhiyuan, who was always used to arranging his hair by himself, to a styling shop. Looking at Zhao Zhiyuan, who looked reluctant as the boss, he said angrily: "I'm just going to hang out in the city center after all. What are you doing?"  Dare you walk around the streets with a hair style that looks like a chicken coop on your head? You don¡¯t think it¡¯s embarrassing, but I¡¯m afraid of it. I don¡¯t think it¡¯s too scary either.¡±

    After saying that, he pulled Zhao Zhiyuan and ran all the way from the fourth floor of the dormitory to a barber shop in front of the school where they both washed their hair and had their hair styled.  Yin Ping'an, who originally had a watermelon head, was so trimmed by the hairstylist that he looked more like a pothead. Yin Ping'an didn't care. He was still slovenly dressed in pseudo-branded clothes from head to toe with the fifteen-yuan pot head on his head.  , Zhao Zhiyuan on the side held back his smile and asked the stylist to give him a relatively natural hairstyle, and the two of them got on the bus and headed towards the city center of Hangzhou, a city with thousands of years of history.

    When Zhao Zhiyuan took the bus, he habitually found a corner to sit down. Sitting on the edge, he took out a copy of "Freakonomics" from his butt pocket and read it with gusto, leaving Yin Ping'an with a depressed look on his face.  He squinted at the scenery outside the window.  Yin Pingan, who was bored, took out his newly bought MP5, plugged in the white headphones and put it into his ears. He leaned against the window with an intoxicated look on his face, listening to the music and looking at the scenery along the way. He was obviously more relaxed and leisurely than Zhao Zhiyuan who was immersed in studying.  .

    Zhao Zhiyuan was obviously not familiar with the place in Hangzhou. On the way there, he found an old woman selling a map of Hangzhou and asked where the center of Hangzhou was.  So the two of them arrived near Wulin Square without any detours. As a downtown icon in Hangzhou for more than 30 years, Yan'an Road was not robbed of his connections because Yan'an Road was established as a new geographical benchmark.  After getting off the bus, there was a crowd of people. Zhao Zhiyuan frowned slightly. He always didn't like crowds. He avoided the crowd and led Yin Ping'an, who was smiling at the crowd with a mushroom head on his head, to the side. The two of them walked to an office building.  Below, the breakfast shop that had almost closed its stall near noon saw two people walking by. It had postponed closing its stall because of the weekend. The breakfast shop also gave them an authentic breakfast in Hangzhou for the first time.  Basically, the two people who never pay attention to self-cultivation when eating wolfed down breakfast and immediately started wandering on the street. Two grown men dressed in a suit selling goods from head to toe and wandered around Wulin Square. As for shopping, they had no idea.  The two of them were wandering on the street focused on their goals from the beginning.

    The only thing that made Zhao Zhiyuan¡¯s balls ache while wandering on the street was that Yin Pingan¡¯s eyes were basically watching women along the way.Scanning constantly during the game, it feels more appropriate to say that it is more like going to the streets to find beautiful women to seduce my eyes than to go shopping.  The only thing that surprised the two of them while shopping was that they met Xu Ziheng driving a Volvo sports car with a woman of medium size and light makeup speeding past them. Just as Yin Pingan kicked out a pack of Zhongnanhai from his pocket and was about to light a sigh of relief.  At that moment, Xu Ziheng drove the Volvo and turned around and drove towards the two of them.

    Xu Ziheng still looked like a rich boy. He jumped out of the car in Armani casual clothes. The Cartier he was playing with his left hand shone in the sun, dazzling both of them.  Xu Ziheng walked up to Zhao Zhiyuan without any pretense and patted Zhao Zhiyuan on the shoulder. He said with a bright smile on his face: "Are you out shopping on the street?"

    Zhao Zhiyuan was particularly concerned about the cooperative relationship with Xu Ziheng. He quickly took out a pack of Liqun from his pocket and handed it to him with a low profile. He took out a lighter and lit it, and said with a smile: "I'm bored, let's go shopping with Ping An."

    Xu Ziheng turned his head and looked at Yin Ping'an, who had a mushroom head on top of his head, with a smile that suddenly dawned on him, and said: "Is this Ping'an? I wouldn't have recognized it if you didn't tell me. I wouldn't recognize this relationship with a new hairstyle. Mistake. Mistake.  "

    Listening to Xu Ziheng¡¯s harmless sarcasm, Yin Ping¡¯an suddenly smiled and was not angry.  He took two steps forward and held Xu Ziheng, arms around his back, and said in a low voice: "Hey, brother's new hair style is very handsome, isn't it? But the girl next to you will not be introduced to my brother. You have to know that we are single now.  Can you bear to have sex alone?"

    As he said that, Yin Ping'an deliberately looked at Xu Ziheng with a resentful expression, but what he got in return was Xu Ziheng's ruthless kick, and he laughed and cursed: "Young master, you are pretending to me, the person next to me is just my friend, don't talk too much."  think."

    Yin Pingan dodged sideways, smiled, glanced at the girl sitting in the car, turned to look at Xu Ziheng who was angry and said with a smile: "Tsk, tsk, my friend."

    Yin Ping'an emphasized the word "friend" in a tone that made Xu Ziheng helpless. He patted his forehead and said, "Brother, these are my former classmates who are going to attend the class reunion. Come on, I won't tell you anymore. I'm going to evacuate them.  .¡±

    Zhao Zhiyuan, who was on the side, did not participate in the conversation between the two. He glanced at the girl in the car. Her huge sunglasses covered half of her face, her light yellow curly hair hung down on her shoulders, and her slender white dress made her look even more elegant.  , when Zhao Zhiyuan looked at the girl, he obviously found that the girl was also sizing him up. Zhao Zhiyuan nodded and smiled. Unexpectedly, the girl did not smile back. Instead, she looked at Zhao Zhiyuan with disdain. As for what was behind the sunglasses  What kind of expression was Zhao Zhiyuan seeing the girl's inadvertent expression of disdain without any intention of tormenting him? Zhao Zhiyuan was not embarrassed at all. Zhao Zhiyuan, who had a clear position for himself, was always used to being looked down upon. Yin Pingan on the side inadvertently caught a glimpse of Zhao Zhiyuan's slightly wrinkled face.  He looked at the girl with his brows. When he saw the expression on the girl's face, Yin Ping'an showed a tricky smile. He walked to the shop nearby and bought a lollipop. He walked to the Volvo and handed it to the car.  The girl, who always had a cunning and sinister smile on her face, said: "I am a buddy from Ziheng's dormitory. I didn't prepare any gifts when I met my sister-in-law for the first time. I just gave you a lollipop. We come from a poor country.  , and I don¡¯t have much money to buy expensive gifts. It¡¯s disrespectful to be petty, so don¡¯t refuse.¡±

    Reaching out to avoid hitting the smiling person, the girl in the car didn't seem to have any awareness of this. Looking at Yin Ping'an with a smile on his face, he snorted coldly and did not answer.

    Yin Ping'an's expression remained unchanged, he took the lollipop and put it into his mouth, smiling and murmuring: "Tsk tsk, the strawberry flavor is delicious. Normally I like to eat Alpine ones, but this time I spent a lot of money to buy it."  No one wants the Zhenchi stick, which hurts my fragile heart. No matter how small a mosquito is, it¡¯s still meat, and it¡¯s still only fifty cents.¡±

    Zhao Zhiyuan on the side saw this and knew that this was Yin Pingan's intention to harm her. He stepped forward, reached out and hit Yin Pingan's watermelon head, and laughed and cursed: "You bastard, go back to school another day.  I¡¯ll buy you a pack of Alps.¡±

    Yin Ping'an smiled coquettishly and stopped speaking. Xu Ziheng next to him suddenly changed his expression when he heard Yin Ping'an's words, which were not serious but happened to be heard by several people. However, he immediately stopped and looked up at the expression on the car.  The indifferent girl turned around and smiled at Zhao Zhiyuan and said: "A big man is arguing with you, a girl. If word spreads, don't tell me that I know you, you are a watermelon head. You bastard, you will be deflated."  This is sarcastic. My sister, it¡¯s not like I have to drag you to the Dream Three Kingdoms to torture you several times if I have something to do today."

    Yin Pingan immediately jumped up when he heard Meng Sanguo. His eyes lit up and he said with a playful smile: "Okay, I'll accompany you at any time. The old rule is, whoever loses gets the dinner money."

    Xu Ziheng readily agreed, but Yin Ping'an stared at the car and smiled disdainfully after hearing the two people bet on a meal and seemingly not making progress.  Yin Ping'an didn't take it to heart anymore. Enough was enough. This was the truth.??Always understood.

    When Xu Ziheng walked away again, the bright smile that had been hanging on Yin Ping'an's face instantly faded, and was replaced by a gloomy and cunning expression, which was quite funny with the watermelon head on his head.

    Zhao Zhiyuan didn't bother to interfere with Yin Ping'an. He thought it was just an episode when the two of them were shopping on the street. When he saw a China Mobile store, Zhao Zhiyuan seemed to suddenly remember something and ran in.

    After arriving inside, Zhao Zhiyuan finally settled on 30 yuan to buy a mobile phone card after much hard work. He walked out of the mobile lobby with a smile. Zhao Zhiyuan, who only had 20 yuan left on him, suddenly found that he seemed to have money on him.  There was not much left, so he subconsciously took out his wallet, glanced at the shriveled wallet, sighed, and put it back in his pocket.

    Yin Pingan looked at Zhao Zhiyuan in front of him and suddenly felt like a confidant. He was also as stubborn as a bull, but he was more ruthless than his confidant. Yin Pingan also brought a credit card that could never be overdrawn, and in front of him was  Zhao Zhiyuan, on the other hand, only brought 500 yuan with him and dared to go to Hangzhou, an international metropolis where 50 to 50 million yuan could be thrown into the West Lake without causing a ripple.  Yin Ping'an also sighed and felt inferior.

    Zhao Zhiyuan awkwardly opened the back cover of Nokia, put the mobile phone card in, entered Yin Pingan's number and saved it, and then planned to go back. Yin Pingan shrugged and said it didn't matter.  The two grown men walked on the street for nearly two hours and walked around Wulin Square in an almost incredible state for two hours. They looked down at their watches and sighed.  It turns out that men seem to be just as obsessed with shopping as women.  It¡¯s just that men look at women when they go shopping, while women look at colorful clothes. Of course, shopping is more based on shopping, and women¡¯s physical strength has always been used very well.  The woman in front of them, holding about a dozen large and small handbags, fully proved their inference.

    Zhao Zhiyuan, who originally planned to go back, was dragged into a place for afternoon tea by Yin Pingan. As a native of old Beijing, Yin Pingan had always had the habit of drinking afternoon tea. Zhao Zhiyuan, who only had twenty yuan left on him, did not hesitate and followed.  Yin Ping'an came to a store that looked extremely simple but still grand.

    The store is divided into five floors, and the sign at the door is individually branded.  The wild cursive writing clearly shows the owner's bohemian nature.  Zhao Zhiyuan followed Yin Ping'an and walked in one after another. The receptionist at the door quietly guided the two of them to go inside. When they walked into the inner room, there was a block-letter hanging on the wall where they saw the origin of Buddhism. They had been taught by the old man since they were young.  The teacher Zhao Zhiyuan could not recognize what was written on the wall at a glance.

    All dharmas arise from conditions, and the Tathagata explains the causes.  That dharma is destroyed due to causes and conditions, this is what the great ascetics say.

    Andy Lau's single "Enlightenment" was playing quietly in the room, which didn't seem out of place. Zhao Zhiyuan and Zhao found a relatively cold edge and sat down quietly.  Now that we have arrived in Hangzhou, there is no reason not to drink West Lake Longjing. The two of them ordered a pot of Longjing and sat quietly in their seats, looking around.

    When the waiter served it, Zhao Zhiyuan asked curiously: "Does your teahouse here use five floors?"

    The waiter in front of him was a young girl in her 20s. When she heard Zhao Zhiyuan's words, she covered her mouth and chuckled, and replied: "Is this your first time here? Basically, the regulars here know that our first floor is for tea tasting.  . Music, chess, calligraphy and painting are stacked one after another until the fifth floor. It is a relatively elegant place, and everything is named after the word "pin".

    Zhao Zhiyuan nodded and thanked, quietly listening to music and drinking tea. West Lake Longjing was indeed full of color, fragrance and flavor. Zhao Zhiyuan could not help but sniff it. The rich aroma of tea made Zhao Zhiyuan smile continuously on his face.

    ¡°It looks like it¡¯s still Longjing before the rain. Good tea.¡± Zhao Zhiyuan took a sip and said with a smile.

    Yin Pingan smiled and said nothing, just nodded in agreement.

    The two of them sat quietly, drinking tea and admiring this rare atmosphere.  Drinking tea pays attention to an artistic conception, and this is just the right time.

    After drinking tea, the two people walked upstairs. It was extremely quiet when they stepped on the stairs. When they went upstairs, they suddenly heard the sound of music. Zhao Zhiyuan stood quietly at the entrance of the stairs, listening to the music.

    The song "Lin'an's Regret" made Zhao Zhiyuan curious about the person who played the music. He unconsciously walked up to the second floor, found a chair and sat down quietly.

    A woman is sitting quietly by the window with her hair tied up. The sunlight outside the window shines on the woman's face. She is dressed in ancient costume and looks very much like the woman in the painting.  She was playing the guzheng in her hand, stroking the strings with her left hand, and reciting Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong" word by word.  The picture at this time was actually so harmonious and appeared before everyone's eyes like a painting.

    "I am so angry that my head is full of anger, and the rain is resting at the corner. I look up, look up to the sky and roar, my heart is strong. Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Don't wait for the young man's head to turn gray. Sad and empty. Jingkang is ashamed.  , there is still no snow; the hatred of the ministers, when will it be destroyed? Driving a long chariot, trampling through the gaps in the Helan Mountains. The ambition is to eat Hulu meat when hungry.?Joking about drinking the blood of the Huns.  Waiting to start over, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and look up to the sky.  "

    Listening to the guzheng music played in the woman's hands, coupled with the words recited in the woman's mouth.  Zhao Zhiyuan closed his eyes, and in his eyes appeared the heroic scene of Yue Fei leading the soldiers of the three armies, fighting bloody battles and bravely killing the enemy to defend the country and the country.  When Zhao Zhiyuan's emotions reached a climax unknowingly.  The music suddenly stopped, and the piano played an adagio from the guzheng with a very weak sound. Four words appeared in Zhao Zhiyuan's mind inadvertently: Serve the country with loyalty.

    When the song ended, Zhao Zhiyuan closed his eyes and rested his mind, and kept silent for Yue Fei for a minute to show respect.

    Opening his eyes, Zhao Zhiyuan clapped softly. The applause reached everyone's ears. They all opened their eyes and looked at Zhao Zhiyuan. Zhao Zhiyuan smiled softly and said: "What a song "Lin'an's Hatred", what a song "Man Jiang Hong".  "

    When the woman heard Zhao Zhiyuan's praise, she just smiled and said nothing, but her every frown and smile caught everyone's eyes. Zhao Zhiyuan looked at the woman who was still putting her hand on the guzheng. He was in a daze for a moment and couldn't help but took a few steps forward. Then he looked  Looking at the appearance of the woman in front of Qing, he instantly remembered this woman who he was destined to never forget after just one glance. However, after changing into ancient clothes, she lost the coldness of before and gained more warmth of a woman.

    Hello Shen An.
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