107.Chapter 107: Art Friends!
Lin Nantian and Wang Tianwen have had a good relationship for many years, but it is impossible for him to offend Hao Jian for Wang Tianwen, because offending Hao Jian is tantamount to joking with his life. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Who the hell is he?" Wang Tianwen asked in a deep voice.
He knew that he was going to be finished, but before he was finished, but at least let him know what the other party was about, right?
"I don't know. Lin Nantian shook his head and smiled bitterly: "With my identity, I am not qualified to know his identity, Lao Wang, you really provoked the wrong person this time." ā
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Later, Wang Tianwen was imprisoned on suspicion of embezzlement, and Zhang Yueqin was also kicked out of Wang's house because of this incident.
There is also that Teacher Zhao, who was also notorious in the world because of this incident, and after being expelled from the school, no school dared to use him anymore, so he could only go back to his hometown in disgrace.
A week passed, and suddenly one morning, Hao Jian received a call from Che Xiaoxiao.
"Uncle, it's my birthday at night, I'm having a party at the bar, are you coming?" Che Xiaoxiao asked.
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Hao Jian refused without thinking about it, how old is he, how can he still mess with a little girl like Che Xiaoxiao, don't let people think that he has a pedophile when the time comes.
Besides, Che Xiaoxiao's birthday, the people invited must be about the same age as her, he and those young people don't have any common language, Hao Jian doesn't want to go there to sit stupidly.
"Come on, it's fun. As soon as Che Xiaoxiao heard that Hao Jian couldn't come, he immediately resorted to the trick of stalking and begging him.
"No, I'm going to sleep at home, and I'm going to hang up if there's nothing to do. Hao Jian was a little impatient.
"Wait, uncle, I have a lot of beauties here, do you want me to introduce them to you?" Seeing that Hao Jian didn't agree, Che Xiaoxiao could only choose **** him.
But who knew that Hao Jian was not moved at all, and lightly spit out two words: "Bye-bye." ā
"I'm a kid without a father!" Che Xiaoxiao suddenly yelled.
"Huh?"
Hao Jian originally planned to hang up the phone, but hesitated when he heard this. He was puzzled why Che Xiaoxiao suddenly told him this.
Che Xiaoxiao's somewhat lost voice came from the other end:
"My dad died early, and my mom always didn't have time to spend with me because she was busy with work, and although today is my birthday, I think she should have forgotten about it. Seriously, I don't want to celebrate this birthday at all, because every year my friends insist on giving me my birthday, and I'm tired of that feeling. ā
"Wouldn't you want to find your father's shadow in me?" Hao Jian asked with black lines on his head.
"Is it okay just once? Because my dad never celebrated my birthday, even if it was fake, I wanted to experience that. Che Xiaoxiao said in a lonely tone.
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"If you don't want to, forget it, I'll let them cancel the party. Che Xiaoxiao showed a wry smile, and didn't want to embarrass Hao Jian anymore.
"Time, place?" Hao Jian finally sighed.
"You agreed?" Che Xiaoxiao asked with surprise.
Hao Jian smiled bitterly: "You said so, can I still refuse?"
At eight o'clock in the evening, Hao Jian appeared on time at the door of a bar called "Bonfire".
From a distance, he saw Che Xiaoxiao standing not far away, she was wearing a thin backless suit, shivering in the evening breeze, and her little face was red from the cold.
But even so, the corners of Che's small mouth still had a smile, and his red face was full of excitement.
Hao Jian shook his head helplessly, and walked towards Che Xiaoxiao: "Why don't you wait for me inside?"
"I'm afraid you won't be able to find your way. Che Xiaoxiao laughed heartlessly.
"You. Hao Jian didn't know what to say about her, so he took off his clothes and put them on Che Xiaoxiao.
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Che Xiaoxiao's face was a little red, and there had never been a boy who treated her so considerately.
"Let's go inside. Hao Jian rubbed Che Xiaoxiao's head and walked into the bar with Che Xiaoxiao.
The scale of this bar is not large, that is, more than 100 square meters, and it is estimated that when it is full, it will look like a hundred people.
At this time, the bar was empty, only seven or eight people were sitting there drinking and chatting, and one of them was an old man.
Seeming to see Hao Jian's doubts, Che Xiaoxiao explained: "This is my friend's bar, and it is closed today to celebrate my birthday." ā
Hao Jian nodded, indicating that he understood
"Xiaoxiao, your friend is here?" A fashionably dressed girl turned around, also dressed very revealingly, gestured, but coquettish.
When she opened her mouth, she immediately attracted the attention of the rest of the people, and everyone stared at Hao Jian.
These people are dressed very avant-garde, or very artistic, so that people can see at a glance that they are engaged in art, but this makes Hao Jian feel a little forced, as if he is afraid that others will not know that they are engaged in art.
When one of the men saw that Che Xiaoxiao was wearing a man's clothes, his face immediately turned a little cold, and he sneered:
"Xiaoxiao, this friend of yours seems to be a little old, I often see this outfit in my grandfather, you bring him to play with us young people, won't he feel uncomfortable?"
This is very excessive, Hao Jian is obviously about the same age as them, but he said that Hao Jian is old, and he also said that he dressed like an old man, which is undoubtedly ironic about his old-fashionedness.
Hao Jian's dress today is actually not old-fashioned, a clean shirt with jeans, this outfit is ordinary at best, but compared with these trendy people, it undoubtedly looks a little out of place.
Hao Jian also looked at the man and found that he was wearing a cape, with long messy hair and a stubble at the corners of his mouth, like those painters in the movie who dedicated themselves to art.
Hearing this, Che Xiaoxiao's friends all laughed quietly.
"Qian Shaohang, why is your mouth so cheap? Does my friend need you to judge?" Che Xiaoxiao said angrily.
Hao Jian was invited by her with a lot of effort, but as soon as Qian Shaohang came, he insulted him for no reason, how could Che Xiaoxiao not be annoyed.
For her, all the friends here are not as good as a Hao Jian.
Although they treat her very well on the surface, in fact, everyone looks at her with more or less ****. Unlike Hao Jian, his eyes are so pure when he looks at her, and he completely treats her as a little sister.
At the beginning on Qiuyun Mountain, the scene of Hao Jian standing up for her, she still can't forget, maybe even Che Xiaoxiao herself didn't notice that she had invisibly regarded Hao Jian as the object of her worship.
That Qian Shaohang pouted: "I'm telling the truth, we're talking about things like art, does he understand?"