It took more than two hours to make all the calls.

After making the call, he looked for a little tiger to play on the roof of the building on the white road, and caught one and complained: "When has Lao Tzu made so many calls in his life, and when has he been so low? ”

Liu Chen listened to Zhile: "How can I repay my kindness, catch a pheasant for you?"

"Why are you catching pheasants, you have to make money for me!" Bai Lu snorted coldly, very conscious of a capitalist.

The next afternoon, Xiao Hei called, saying that the car had been renovated and that Bai Lu would take a look, and that if there was anything unsatisfactory, it could be modified in time.

Xiao Hei worked very seriously, and while repairing the tiger's nest, the auto repair shop did not stop working. Because the car has not changed much, it didn't take a few days to get the internal structure done, and now the difference is painting.

I have seen many tigers on the roof, and Xiao Hei knows the purpose of the bus on Lang Road, so he found a few pictures of tigers and planned to let Bai Lu make a choice. When the time comes, the tiger bus will load a cart of tigers and go around, and that will be beautiful.

Since the auto repair shop moved, Bailu came here for the first time, and it took 40 minutes to get to the place by car and walk.

This place is a little farther away than the original one, not only is it far away, but the rent is not cheap. Fortunately, there are Hongqi car friends who regularly modify cars, although they don't make much money, but they are enough to sustain themselves.

There is a courtyard in front of the new auto repair shop, and the upper floor is the family building. Because of the remoteness of the place, there is not much traffic on the street. There are many restaurants on the street, which are not salty or light, and there are always drunkards in them.

The double-decker bus was parked in the front yard and was tall and big.

As soon as Bai Lu entered the door, he ran to the bus. Blackie is doing a check-up. After seeing Bai Lu, he hurriedly greeted him: "It's just this one, how about it? ”

Bai Lu walked around the car: "Not bad." ”

It is said that it is a double-decker bus, and its height is not much higher than that of those luxury coaches, because there are no other requirements, and the interior of the bus is very spacious. When you get on the bus on the white road, there are all opposite sofa seats under the windows, like subway cars.

Xiao Hei made an introduction, these seats can be pulled away as beds. Then he asked, "Do you lay the carpet?"

"No, I don't. Bai Lu looked upstairs and downstairs, and it was no problem to pretend to be fifty stupid guys, and told Xiao Hei: "It's good." ”

Xiao Hei asked him to go to the house and take out some printer paper. Hand it to Bai Lu: "Pick one." ”

Bai Lu took it. It is a variety of tigers, with several renderings on the sides, such as patterns on the front and sides of the car, to form a complete picture. Pick one of them: "Use this." ”

This is a cartoon diagram. The other schemes are real tigers. Look fierce.

"Choose this?" Xiao Hei smiled, "Toy car." ”

"It's easier to change it like this. Just pass the trial. If you change to those pictures, driving on the road is asking for a penalty! Not advertising. "The last time I modified the little sheep, I knew some common sense about changing the car on the white road.

Cars are not allowed to change colors and patterns casually. You need to apply in advance, and you can only change it after it is approved.

Xiao Hei pulled out the cartoon tiger, cute and cute, a bit of a mascot, and looked at it a few times: "Cheng, it's him." Beckoning a worker to come over: "This diagram is redesigned." He handed over the other drawings along with him.

The worker said yes and took the drawings back to the house.

Xiao Hei asked, "Do you need any other changes?"

Bai Lu pondered: "No need. "This car was bought specifically for the little tiger and doesn't need much functionality.

After seeing the car, it was almost dinner time, and Xiao Hei wanted to invite him to dinner.

Bai Lu promised to come down, and he would eat and drink anyway, and it would be the same everywhere.

People live for a lifetime, to be precise, a man lives for a lifetime, and if he can't drink, he will have less fun. It can't be said that alcohol will help people relax or something, not to mention that a moderate amount of alcohol will be healthy or something, not to mention that red wine will soften blood vessels. It's actually quite good to get drunk once in a while.

Think about the years gone by, there were many people who were willing to commit the same mistake as you got drunk, or vomited in the toilet, or vomited into a big tree, or collapsed in some unknown corner...... Admittedly, none of these things are good and not good for people. But years later, when you think back to the many times you have eaten with your classmates and friends, the deepest memories will always be those happy times when you were out of the world.

Recently, Bai Lu has a lot of things on his body, and he has experienced too many things, because Gao Yuan moved away, he often has trouble, and he doesn't have much opportunity to drink with friends, and today is the opportunity to have a big drink.

Find a restaurant near the car repair yard, treat yourself to a treat on the white road, and drag Xiao Hei to drink.

A table full of people started drinking, and a meal was eaten until half past ten in the evening, and people drank so much that they turned their backs. Bai Lu drank very coolly, and he was reluctant to go home after checking out, walking along the road, singing while walking, and singing the theme song of "Stray Fish" that he was most familiar with.

He doesn't have a trumpet by his side, otherwise he would definitely play "Little Bird" all the way.

This place is far away, far outside the South Fourth Ring Road, there are no people on the wide road, and the white road is howling while walking.

was howling, the phone rang, it was Liu Wenqing, asking him where he was, why he didn't go home yet.

Bai Lu said to go back in a while.

For Bai Lu, it is a rare opportunity to be alone. This is the most interesting thing, the busier people are, the more they want to be alone. So, despite the cool night breeze, he walked home.

Walk through the 4th Ring Road, enter the 3rd Ring Road, walk along the main road to the East 3rd Ring Road, and walk up the bustling streets in a daze. There is an overpass on the street, and Bai Lu, who has drunk a lot of alcohol, walks up to the overpass, puts his hands on the railing and looks into the distance.

Even in the middle of the night, there were still many cars passing on the road. The two gangs are high-rise buildings, with many lights on, bright but a little cold.

I don't know how long I looked at the road, the sky suddenly drizzled, pouring down obliquely, and the wind was together, and the rain was chaotic.

The rain is slightly cool and refreshing.

Bai Lu likes rain, and he has seen rain many times in the year he has been in Beicheng, but he still likes it.

As I watched the rain, the phone rang again, and it was an interpreter who called and said that Mr. Shiratori had been beaten.

Bai Lu suspected that he had misheard and asked, "What did you say?"

"Mr. Shiratori was beaten, come on. ”

Bai Lu took his mobile phone to check the time, half past zero, the old man didn't sleep and went out to get beaten? What the hell is this?

Put your phone to your ear and ask, "What's going on?"

The interpreter didn't have time to explain, so he urged him to come quickly, in a small restaurant in an alley near the National People's Congress.

The University of China is in the northwest of the city, outside the Third Ring Road, there are many universities in that place, there is Beicheng University to the north, and there are art colleges and ethnic colleges to the south.

Bai Lu said don't hang up the phone, ran down from the overpass, and went to the bus to stop the taxi.

In the middle of the night, it is very difficult to wait for any car, fortunately in the bustling area of the city, otherwise I don't know how long I will have to wait. In less than a minute, Bai Lu got into a car and rushed to Minda, and handed the phone to the driver: "Ask for the address." ”

The driver chatted a few words, returned the phone to Bailu, and drove straight west.

The road conditions are good at night, and the driver only takes more than 20 minutes to drive to the place. Getting off the bus is where Mr. Shiratori was beaten, a very small spicy hot pot restaurant. At this time, a police car was parked in front of the store.

After paying for the car, Bai Lu ran into the store, there were several people standing in the store, there were two policemen questioning, and the interpreter accompanied Shiratori to explain, very dutiful.

Bai Lu asked, "What's wrong?"

Seeing him coming, the interpreter said, "Mr. Shiratori has been beaten." ”

You've said it three times, Bai Lu sighed: "I know that he was beaten, are you asking what you are fighting for?"

One of the policemen said, "Wait a minute, we'll ask about the case." ”

Bailu Bar chirped his mouth, looked left and right, the store was a residential reconstruction, two inside and outside, at this time there were only two guests, no food, all watching the police ask the case.

They asked for a while, and asked twice, are you sure?, Mr. Shiratori nodded heavily, and the policeman turned to leave.

Bai Lu only then had time to ask: "What the hell is going on?"

After looking at it for a while, Mr. Shiratori didn't seem to be in serious trouble, except for one dark eye, and nothing else was hurt.

The translator explained to Bai Lu what was going on.

For Nobuo Shiratori, today is unlucky, and the whole thing is nothing.

Because Bai Lu ignored him, Bai Bird rarely came to Beicheng once, and he couldn't waste his time in vain, so Mr. Kitchen Idiot was running around looking for a good restaurant.

The translator is a graduate of Minmin University, and he knows a lot about the snacks in this place, from the library to the north, all the way to the small restaurants on the whole road of Beicheng University. The big restaurant is too expensive to eat, so you can only drill in a small shop.

Nobuo Shiratori's request is to find a special hotel, and nothing else matters. The translator brought him over, and the two of them could eat six meals a day, all on this road.

For example, hot and sour noodles, dandan noodles, pulled noodles, knife-cut noodles, all kinds of rice noodles, etc., etc., can be eaten all over again.

Although these foods are ordinary, it is difficult for anyone who does not live in China to eat them all. For example, Nobuo Shiratori, who has been in the industry for 45 years, has eaten countless delicacies from the mountains and seas, and has also eaten a lot of pasta, but there are too many local snacks in China, even if he is as strong as him, there are not many opportunities to taste them.

So even though there is no white road to accompany me, the past two days have been happy, until tonight.

In the evening, the translator brought him to eat spicy pot. This restaurant is very distinctive, it is a hot pot restaurant opened by Chongqing people with Chongqing sauce, which is definitely authentic in the Great North, delicious and not too expensive.

Most of these small restaurants have TVs, which are big chunks hanging on the wall, and guests can put whatever they see.

When Mr. Nobuo Shiratori was eating, there were four student-like people eating, eating and drinking, and they were very happy.

At this time, the television was broadcasting an international college debate tournament more than 10 years ago, and that debate was very famous and very classic! The topic of the debate was the theory of money, and one side said that money was the root of all evil, and the other side said that it was not.

The two sides argued, and one side suddenly cited the example of the Nanjing Massacre, using such a brutal and tragic example to show that money is not the root of all evil, saying that money is a kind of evil, but it is not fundamental.

A few students sitting next to him were drinking and chatting, and they happened to hear this passage and heard the Nanjing Massacre, and one of the students said, "The Japanese are really not a thing. ”

Several other people agreed, but there were also different opinions, saying that it was impossible to cover the whole with partiality, and there were always some kind people. (To be continued......)