Chapter 62
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Far outside of China, in Rome, Europe.
Wang Ping's father, Wang Quan, was eating breakfast when a message suddenly came through his cell phone.
It was from his beloved son, Wang Ping.
"Dad, next week I will bring two female friends who like me very much. By the way, they are both very nice, but a little immature. They like to talk about Taoist priests exorcising ghosts. You have to cooperate with them and don't hurt the girls' hearts."
Looking at the message, Wang Quan couldn't help but smile and murmured.
"A girl with Chuunibyou syndrome, this is a good candidate for a daughter-in-law."
As Wang Quan spoke, he looked up at the blue sky in the morning and recalled his Chuunibyou days.
For ordinary people, the Chuunibyou syndrome period mostly occurs in junior high school and elementary school.
However, Wang Quan's Chuunibyou syndrome period was like his late period, which came relatively late and occurred when Wang Ping was about eight years old.
At that time, Japanese animation was very popular in China.
Taking advantage of his free time at home, Wang Quan watched animation with Wang Ping and watched the passionate scenes in the animation...
At that moment, Wang Quan's dormant passionate heart was burning, like gasoline was poured on it, it was burning fiercely.
As the saying goes, a late period is more abnormal, and a late Chuunibyou syndrome is even more abnormal.
At that time, Wang Quan's Chuunibyou syndrome burned so much that he had the urge to change his son's name to a Chuunibyou syndrome.
He wanted to change Wang Ping's name to"Wang Yanzhitong" so that he could point at the food on the table and shout at Wang Ping every time it was time to eat.
"Devour it, Wang Yan's Eye!"
He could even wake Wang Ping up and yell at him every time.
"Wake up, Wang Yanzhitong!"
If Wang Ping hadn't held Wang Quan's thigh tightly and stopped him from going to the local police station to change his name, maybe Wang Ping shouldn't be called Wang Ping now, but Wang Yanzhitong!
Just as Wang Quan was recalling, a blond middle-aged man in front of him spoke in Chinese.
"Wang Quan, what are you thinking about?"
Wang Quan glanced at Rogers and told him about his own Chuunibyou.
After a while,
Wang Quan finished telling the Chuunibyou story of changing Wang Ping's name, and said with emotion:
"Looking back, I was so immature. Time really doesn't spare anyone."
Rogers' eyelids twitched and he looked at Wang Quan.
Do you have any misunderstanding about time not being merciful?
……
At the same time, in Kyoto, China, which has a seven-hour time difference with Rome,
Wang Ping lies on the bed, looking at the system panel.
Host: Wang Ping
Age: 24
Stamina: 35 (+)(The average person has 10)
Qi and blood: 35 (+)(Normal people have 10)
Spirit: 35 (+)(The average person is 10)
Skill: Water Control
Props: Top-grade Bai Ze Jade Pendant, Mie Zhan Sabre
Attribute Points: 67 points
Storage Space: 10 cubic meters
Water ghost, Renaissance Hotel female ghost, embroidered shoe ghost, gave Wang Ping about 50 attribute points
"Should I collect 100 points and wait to see if there are any new skills, or get some props, or strengthen my spirit?"
Wang Ping was in a dilemma.
After thinking for a long time, Wang Ping felt that he was so poor.
If he had 100 attribute points, he wouldn't have to think about these.
Gurgle
Thinking about it, Wang Ping's stomach growled.
"I'm hungry, let's go have a midnight snack."Looking at the time, it was one in the morning, and Wang Ping got up and put on his clothes.
As the capital of China, Kyoto was also bustling with people at one in the morning, especially eating this kind of food.
He did not choose to order food from the hotel.
Because at this time, there is nothing more refreshing than eating skewers.
"I remember there seemed to be a snack street near the hotel."
Wang Ping said as he walked out of the hotel and headed towards a street.
……
Zhao Xiaofan, a second-generation rich man with assets of over 100 million yuan.
At the age of 28, he relied on his family's background and held the title of human resources manager in his family's company, but he did not do any work. He was idle all day long, driving a sports car and hanging out in nightclubs and bars. Today, he drove a Porsche sports car and parked it in an empty alley near a pedestrian snack street next to the Renaissance Hotel.
He made an appointment with his friends to eat skewers in the snack street.
Because his friends wanted to introduce him to college girls, eating skewers in the snack street would show that he, a second-generation rich man, was approachable. He parked the car in the alley and went to the pedestrian snack street where vehicles were prohibited.
He looked at a group on his phone called Lengyue Book Friends Group.
A topic was being discussed there.
Please open your mind and think about what kind of person Lei Feng was.
Zhao Xiaofan was speechless and was about to answer this topic.
Woo woo woo
A lovable and caring crying sound came.
Zhao Xiaofan paused. Is someone crying in this early morning?
This crying sound is very nice.
Zhao Xiaofan, who has many girlfriends, couldn't help but feel distracted when he heard the voice.
It was near the parking space where the Porsche sports car was parked, three parking spaces away, and a girl in a hip skirt was crying.
Just looking at the girl's back, and then looking at her waist.
Even if she was squatting there, she still couldn't hide her S-shaped figure.
Looking at the back of the crying girl squatting between the two cars, Zhao Xiaofan's eyes lit up.
Even if he couldn't see the girl's face, just based on her figure and voice, Zhao Xiaofan concluded that even if this girl was not beautiful, she would not be too bad.
As a rich second-generation and a veteran in the love field, how could Zhao Xiaofan not go for a beautiful woman?
He straightened his clothes, walked slowly to the girl, half leaned over and said
"Miss, why are you crying here in the middle of the night? Is something sad happening to you?"
Based on his own experience, there are basically only two reasons why girls cry.
One is when something happens to their relatives or friends, and the other is when they are heartbroken.
Judging from the time period and the clothes she is wearing, it is likely that she is heartbroken. Even if it is not a heartbreak, Zhao Xiaofan has a way to handle it.
Don't forget, he is a rich second-generation. If something happens to his relatives or friends, he can handle it in minutes with his financial resources and connections.
At this time, in Zhao Xiaofan's eyes, he already regarded this girl as a woman who was about to be madly exported under his crotch.
The girl was still crying and ignored what Zhao Xiaofan said.
Zhao Xiaofan was not discouraged. Girls at this time are the most vulnerable and the easiest to be taken advantage of, so he can't be anxious.
He spoke again and patted the girl's shoulder with his hand.
"Miss, it's windy at night and you may catch a cold easily. Get up quickly. Don't ruin your body even if you have something sad to say. Don't you agree?"
The girl seemed to understand what Zhao Xiaofan said. She stopped crying and sobbed softly.
However, she didn't get up or look at Zhao Xiaofan. She still squatted there.
Seeing this, Zhao Xiaofan looked around happily. There was no one around. He took off his coat and gently put it on the girl.
"The weather is cold, you will easily catch a cold if you wear so little. Miss, please put on some clothes first. If you have any sad things, you can talk to me, maybe I can help you."
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