At 7 a.m., all 39 students of the crash course had finished their formation.

Han Haizhong prepared two trucks for them and took them directly to the most lively and prosperous area of Sixinfang in Hangzhou.

This Sixin Fang is located on Bachelor's Road, east of Xiaonu Road, north of Changsheng Road, west of Bodhi Temple Road.

In the 30s of the 20th century, an investor named Chen Xingong built a house here, and named it Sixinfang in honor of him.

Later, Xuanshouli and Chengdri were built here, which are also shikumen buildings.

Therefore, people call this series of buildings Sixinfang.

Speaking of Sixinfang, this is definitely a "feng shui treasure land".

This traditional Shikumen neighborhood, close to the lakeside and next to the Longxiang Bridge, is not only quiet in the middle of noisy, but also takes advantage of the West Lake.

The houses here have a characteristic, only rent but not sell, the tenants are all middle-class, and there are also many private villas built around Sixinfang, and the owners are either rich or expensive.

This area has left many celebrities, old traces and dreams, lingering feelings, unforgettable, and has achieved a wonderful symbol of Hangzhou culture.

It's a pity that the crash course students don't come here to enjoy the scenery and feel the cultural atmosphere, but to do the internship.

The thirty-nine trainees were divided into ten groups, one group was in charge of the shoots, and the other group was responsible for taking off the shoots.

Each group appoints a team leader and selects three members.

Meng Shaoyuan was the team leader, and in line with the idea of using practice instead of life, he formed a group with He Guangtao, Hou Danliang, and Chen Rongyang in his dormitory.

What's more strange is that there are only three people in the group of Ren Pingmao, the leader of the crash course, so Han Haizhong, the teacher in charge, actually joined their group.

The teacher joins directly, what is this not cheating?

Who is being targeted by them, and then can they still run?

What's even more speechless is that Ren Pingmao actually chose Meng Shaoyuan's group as their opponent.

"It's over."

He Guangtao wailed: "How can this be compared? ”

Meng Shaoyuan didn't speak, and always felt that it seemed that this was specially arranged by Han Haizhong.

In the morning's actual combat training, Meng Shaoyuan's group was responsible for stalking, and Ren Pingmao's group was responsible for taking off the pins, and the people were staring.

"What should I do?"

He Guangtao and the three of them looked at each other: "Who is going to keep an eye on Teacher Han's tip?" ”

"Shall I?" Meng Shaoyuan frowned and smiled bitterly.

If you are the team leader and don't focus on the most powerful target, who else can there be?

But the problem is, Han Haizhong is an old agent.

Meng Shaoyuan was not sure at all in his heart......

……

It is divided into four paths:

Naolong, Xuanshouli, Nagai Lane and Harukayuanli.

Han Haizhong went to Xuanshouli.

He has always walked in front of him without hurrying.

On the way, I stopped a newsboy who sold newspapers, bought a newspaper, and stood there reading it for a while.

Hangzhou in the morning is already very lively.

All kinds of vendors set up their stalls early, and the cries came after another.

There is a bamboo stall with a bamboo plaque on the left and a steam stove on the right, and a pot is placed in it, which sells wontons.

A young man carrying two baskets, a burden in one hand and a flute in the other, was selling trinkets such as combs and mirrors.

also carried the burden, layered up on both sides, and made a sound of "beans" from time to time in his mouth...... "Whoops, that's a tofu seller."

All kinds of things, strange and bizarre.

Especially those who sell foreign iron kettles and fortune tellers, everyone has a stunt.

For example, the seller of foreign iron kettles, with a whistle-like piccolo in his mouth, the sound of blowing is pleasant to the ear, one will be a hundred birds and a phoenix, and the other will be a mountain and flowing water, how beautiful and beautiful it is.

The fortune teller's skills are even more amazing.

Spread a piece of paper on the stall, holding a brush in the thumb of his right hand, a brush in his tiger's mouth, and a brush in his wrist.

With three strokes in one hand, he was able to write three lines of beautiful calligraphy on paper at the same time.

This ability could not have been done without more than ten years of hard work.

If it weren't for the task on his side, Meng Shaoyuan really wanted to take a good look.

It's a pity.

Han Haizhong read the newspaper there for a while and started moving forward again.

Meng Shaoyuan has always kept a certain distance from him.

His eyes were fixed on him, and he didn't dare to relax for a moment.

Han Haizhong suddenly stopped, stopped in front of a wonton stall, ordered a bowl of wontons, and chatted with the vendor with a smile on his face while eating.

Meng Shaoyuan was angry.

I haven't eaten breakfast yet, and I'm hungry.

This one is good, and he eats it.

The problem is that Meng Shaoyuan can't eat.

Bear with me.

Finally waited for Han Haizhong to finish eating, he put down the bowl, stood up, and paid with his back to Meng Shaoyuan.

He began to walk forward again in a hurry.

Meng Shaoyuan hurriedly followed.

But just as I passed by the wonton stand, an accident happened.

The vendor took the half bowl of wontons that Han Haizhong had just eaten, and splashed the soup and juice outward.

A small half of it was splashed on Meng Shaoyuan's body.

"Hey, look at it."

Meng Shaoyuan hurriedly jumped back.

"Ouch, sorry boss, sorry boss."

The peddler hurriedly rushed out, holding a towel blocking Meng Shaoyuan's path and was about to help him wipe it.

"You too...... Move! ”

Not good!

Meng Shaoyuan reacted, quickly pushed away the vendor, and looked forward.

It's broken, it's broken, Han Haizhong is gone.

There are people everywhere, where can I find him?

"Boss, don't be angry, don't be angry." The hawker was there to apologize repeatedly.

Meng Shaoyuan tilted his head and looked at the vendor: "How much did the wonton eater give you just now?" ”

"Huh?" The vendor was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Boss, what did you say?" ”

"Nothing." Meng Shaoyuan actually moved over the small bench and sat down: "Bring me a bowl of wontons, ah, I ask you something, if you answer well, I will give you a piece of the ocean." ”

"Really?"

"Really!"

……

"Its Xiangju Teahouse".

Two artists specially invited from Suzhou sang "The Legend of the White Snake" there.

Han Haizhong asked for a pot of tea, and while listening to the commentary, he knocked the melon seeds gracefully.

But that's it, He Ruyi said to himself that one of these students is named Meng Shaoyuan, and he should pay special attention to cultivation, so he is personally responsible for taking off the shoots.

Who knows, he casually got rid of Meng Shaoyuan's stalking.

It seems that this is the qualification of this student named Meng Shaoyuan.

With so many students, he really hasn't seen the so-called "genius".

Suddenly, Han Haizhong's gaze fell on the gate.

His face was full of disbelief.

A guy walked in slowly with a bowl of things in his hand.

Meng Shaoyuan!

What Meng Shaoyuan was holding in his hand was a bowl of wontons, he walked in front of Han Haizhong with a smile, and put the wontons in front of Han Haizhong:

"Teacher Han, you ate half of the wontons just now, so I ordered another bowl for you."