Chapter 155 Brother, I am only 19 years old this year
(Today’s two updates are about the plot between the male protagonist and Xiao Zhao, with a lot of dialogue. If you don’t like to read the dialogue, you can not subscribe)
Korno had already finished the broadcast gymnastics, and the fat black man stood there uneasily, looking helplessly at Cheng Daqi.
He didn't know what he was going to do next.
"Friends, it's very late here in the United States. I'll log off first. Goodbye."
Broadcast at the speed of light and never work overtime.
An appropriate and decisive departure can arouse the unfinished emotions of the audience and pave the way for the next live broadcast.
Although Korno's incredible work is abstract, it is truly unique and groundbreaking.
Except for Korno, there is no other person on the Internet who can be as abstract as him and touch the depths of people's souls.
In terms of scarcity, for now, Korno is unique - equivalent to the peerless genius who is only allowed to have one in the world in Xianxia novels!
"Isn't it a bit sudden?"
Zhao Hongjin felt it was sudden, let alone the viewers watching the live broadcast.
Zhang Weiqi put down her phone boringly and curled her lips dissatisfied.
There are too many people like them, and more viewers don’t know Cheng Daqi, so they just start scolding him.
This is another step into the routine of becoming a great weapon.
Walking fans, Cheng Daqi is professional.
“It’s okay, Cole, you performed well. People watching the live broadcast were shocked by your martial arts. They said it was the first time in their lives that they had seen someone who could practice kung fu like this.< br>
You are a unique warrior! ”
Kung Fu is Korno’s favorite field, and giving value to his performances in this field is exactly what Korno wants. .
This is a daily psychological spa for subordinates as a team leader, and Mr. Cheng uses it very skillfully.
Cheng Daqi's words were simple, but Fatty Hei immediately hugged him excitedly.
"Chan, if it weren't for you, I might still be wandering on the streets."
People's expectations are different.
For Cheng Daqi, life is just on the right track now.
But Korno only feels that every day now is fulfilling and happy.
"Cole, okay, don't cry. You are already a man. MAN is not allowed to shed tears."
Afraid that the fat black man would get his own nose covered in snot, Cheng Daqi comforted him and handed him a piece of paper.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you." Korno kept repeating his thanks.
This was the most wonderful experience he had ever had in his life.
Although Cheng Daqi did not tell the whole truth, Korno already felt the feeling of being recognized.
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Li Haiping’s big house has a spacious backyard, and there is also a 12*5 swimming pool in the backyard.
Since Saint-Louis is located on the coast, the evening wind in autumn carries a little moisture from the sea, making it slightly chilly.
The blankets that Scott and the others jumped in line to grab yesterday were finally used, and their efforts were not in vain.
“Here, you can put it on your lap.”
Handing the blanket to Zhao Hongjin, Cheng Daqi sat down next to her.
"So you girls are really not afraid of the cold. You, Lisa, and Mi'er are all wearing skirts with bare legs.
Does it mean that the colder the wind blows, the more beautiful you become?"
Gently covering the blanket on his knees, Zhao Hongjin replied.
“Thank you, but it’s really not too cold now, and I probably won’t dress like this after November.
However, when the cold wind blows, many people wear thicker clothes. At this time, girls who dare to go out in the cold can gain more attention than before.
Very reasonable, she paid the price and gained something. ”
Cheng Daqi’s judgment just now was correct, Zhao Hongjin was a little nervous.
Serious people would just talk about the thickness of their clothes, so they should use dialectics.
< br>"Look at what I'm doing, did I say something wrong? ”
Zhao Hongjin was a little fussy when he found that Cheng Daqi looked at him meaningfully.
‘Xiao Zhao, you are so timid. ’
Become a great master.
Sometimes people have feelings. We meet some people, have a brief contact with them, and then naturally realize that we may be the same kind of person.
So, driven by this feeling, the chat between Cheng Daqi and Zhao Hongjin was a bit jumpy.
Whether it's sending messages on social media or having a short conversation at a party, they will take a big step forward with just a few words.
Because they all feel that the other person seems to be a person somewhat similar to themselves.
This description is very complicated and long, but in the past, it could be summed up in two simple words: tongzhi.
What is tongzhi?
For Cheng Daqi at this moment, tongzhi is about the same as he dares to speak directly and ask Zhao Hongjin the source of the pressure.
"Sister Zhao, I'm not a bad guy, are you under so much pressure?"
The peach-eyed girl was waiting for Cheng Daqi's answer, but she didn't expect that Cheng Daqi could tell at a glance that her nervous.
Glancing at Cheng Daqi resentfully, Zhao Hongjin tried to explain, but she immediately realized that there was no need to hide it in front of Cheng Daqi.
How alert and intelligent Cheng Daqi is, Zhao Hongjin can see clearly even if he has not had much contact with him.
So, she just pouted and replied dully.
"You are the first friend I made in America, but if you compare making friends to a game, I feel like I just got a beginner's wooden sword with an attack of only 1. When I went out, I encountered a BOSS who was armed to the teeth. .
I feel a lot of pressure every time I talk to someone like you.”
In fact, Zhao Hongjin hasn’t finished saying that Cheng Daqi is not only her first friend in the United States. A friend, and the first friend she knew who escaped the confines of her family and educational environment.
In the past, her friends were all her parents, relatives, friends, peers, and school classmates.
Cheng Daqi was different. This man who was so complicated that Zhao Hongjin couldn't figure it out even after thinking about it was the first friend she knew who had no connection with her life at all.
"Emmm, Sister Zhao, although your metaphor is very presumptuous, I still don't think a person like you would have no friends."
'The BOSS armed to the teeth' scratched his head and replied .
He felt that there seemed to be a generation gap between himself and Zhao Hongjin.
In fact, it is normal to have a generation gap. After all, his mental age is over thirty, while Zhao Hongjin is only nineteen this year.
“Don’t call me Sister Zhao. I’ve always disliked you calling me that, but I’m embarrassed to say it directly. It makes me look very old when you call me that!”
The peach blossom eyes lost their usual tenderness, and Zhao Hongjin complained a little anxiously.
She has adjusted her mentality.
Anyway, the truth has been seen through, so stop being secretive and let go of the pressure.
So, the first step for Sister Zhao to not hide anything is to tell Cheng Daqi sternly not to call her Sister Zhao anymore.
“Then what do you want me to call you?”
Cheng Daqi took a sip of purified water with lemon juice and ice cubes, and muttered a question.
"Let me think about it."
The peach-eyed girl's eyes began to be dazed, and she fell into deep thought.
A nineteen-year-old girl is like this. No matter how mature her usual behavior is, sometimes she will still reveal a kind of original innocence that has not been stripped away by reality and the world.
Now, the heir to the Republic is deep in thought over a title.
My parents usually call me Xiaohong, but I feel like it would be weird if they call me Xiaohong.
My friend calls me Jinjin and teases me about pretending to be mature, which is inappropriate.
After thinking for a long time, Zhao Hongjin finally spoke.
"Why don't you call me Xiao Zhao, Mr. Cheng."
The smile on her lips was obvious, and she was obviously a little bit teasing.
"It's not suitable. How can I hire such a great employee like you?" Cheng Daqi's head turned into a rattle.
Xiao Zhao, it’s okay to say something when joking.
He wouldn't have the guts to call her that every day.
“Really, it’s inappropriate, it’s really inappropriate to call it that.”
Under the strong opposition of Mr. Cheng, Xiao Zhao thought about it again, and then his eyes lit up.
"Call me Ah Zhao. It seems friendly and just right."
"Okay, Ah Zhao, nice to meet you. My name is Ah Cheng, which is popular in Saint-Louis on the West Coast. Eat, and take care of me in the future.”
Cheng Daqi’s tone had a touch of Cantonese, and he introduced himself like a gangster in a Hong Kong movie.
“Hahaha, okay, I’ll send you a message in advance when I go to put food out again.
I'll give you an extra box when you come to ask for food. "
Zhao Hongjin was amused by Cheng Daqi, she smiled and started acting.
"No, you don't think of me as a brother enough. We have played in the mud together, so you do more Give me a box? "
The mood is in place and the performance continues, Cheng Daqi said.
Role playing = fun, but it can be used not only between men and women, but also with friends, and the effect is very good .
"When did we play in the mud together?"
Zhao Hongjin obviously wasn't used to this abstract way of chatting, so she asked stupidly.
Hearing this question, Cheng Daqi looked at her in shock and asked in surprise.
"Have you forgotten? That year when you were seven and I was eight, I peed on you and mud, and we agreed to build a magic castle."
Zhao Hongjin was directly attracted by his story When the dry red wine was warm, she pushed the big pot angrily and replied.
"Why are you peeing on me and mud!"
How strong can the little girl be, and Zhao Hongjin is not really angry.
So Cheng Daqi didn’t panic at all, but continued to tease Xiao Zhao.
It’s not that he’s ungrateful, it’s just that the red and warm Xiao Zhao is so interesting.
The nineteen-year-old beauty is so cute when she is angry. No matter how hard-hearted an old man is, he can't help but tease her.
"Hahaha, then you pee, Ni and I, I don't mind."
Hearing Cheng Daqi's words, Zhao Hongjin felt as if she had won, and she replied with a satisfied look on her face.
“That’s almost bah!”
Halfway through the reply, Xiao Zhao found herself being led into the pit by Cheng Daqi, and she glared at Cheng Daqi.
The girl put the cup in her hand on the ground and folded her arms tightly in front of her chest.
She was a little angry, but actually not too angry. This emotion was too difficult to grasp, so Xiao Zhao chose an obvious action to express his emotions.
You should at least apologize, right?
Noting Zhao Hongjin’s tactical moves, Cheng Daqi chose to avoid his attack and attack him.
When chatting and communicating with girls, be sure not to follow the other person’s logic.
That was taken advantage of.
Iron rule: No matter what the starting point is, the process must not be manipulated, otherwise it is destined to fail (except for Brother Fu).
"What's wrong? Are you cold? Look, you're so cold. I'll get you another blanket."
After saying that, Cheng Daqi made a show of leaving. , he stood up slowly, but was stopped by Zhao Hongjin halfway.
"Wait, I'm not cold."
Xiao Zhao's tone was calm, fully showing the turmoil in her heart.
"Then why are you holding your arms?"
Smart men are top pullers. When they become great entrepreneurs, they are not unconventional at all.
What he actually conveyed was: If you are not cold, then why are you holding your arms? Are you angry? No way, no way, are you angry now?
This meaning was not conveyed from his words, but Cheng Daqi predicted Zhao Hongjin's possible psychological reaction.
“I’m so angry with you.”
Xiao Zhao is an open-minded person. She doesn't pretend to be insincere and speaks directly when she has something on her mind.
But she kept saying this, and Cheng Daqi was defeated by her.
Sister Zhao, Mr. Zhao, Xiao Zhao, aren’t you pulling the strings? Where has your usual cleverness gone?
From God’s perspective, Cheng Daqi’s feelings at this moment are exactly the same as Themir’s feelings towards him.
A good person, how come he has changed so much and doesn’t follow the routine.
"Why are you angry?"
Cheng Daqi felt a little panicked. He was panicking not because he might lose a friend, but because he found that there really seemed to be a generation gap between him and people of Zhao Hongjin's age.
Like the joke just now, it has always been successful when used to bring people closer together.
It is slightly offensive, but more of a complete ridicule and contrast. The content also involves the childhood that everyone finds interesting and misses.
This is one of the few chat routines that Cheng Daqi uses. After all, most of the time, he still adapts to the situation on the spot.
But now he found that his routine seemed to be unable to keep up with the new version.
“I can’t explain it, but I feel like I’ve been led by your nose all the time.”
Zhao Hongjin is smart, extremely smart.
She hit the nail on the head and told the truth about the relationship between Cheng Daqi and her.
This is a friendship full of routines from the first time Cheng Daqi opened his mouth.
Why is it so difficult for people to make new close friends after entering society? It’s because there are too many interferences from interests.
Between Rucheng Daqi, Temir and Zhao Hongjin.
“At the beginning, you guessed my identity right away, which made me think you were very powerful.
Later, I misunderstood you, and then you gave me another surprise. The unexpected answer made me feel that you are extraordinary.
Come today, you have changed my impression of you again, Daqi. Now I feel at a loss when facing you.
Are we friends? But if we are, why are there so many mysteries about you?
Also, why did you guess that I was watching Wuwen Xidong that day? "
After saying a long paragraph in one breath, Zhao Hongjin took a sip of water and waited for Cheng Daqi to answer.
"I actually told you, because I need your help, I can't build a magic castle by myself. ”
Xiao Zhao felt that Cheng Daqi’s answer was a bit romantic, because she understood it.
"Then why could you guess that I was watching Wuwen Xidong?"
This is what Zhao Hongjin was most confused about. She was really frightened by Cheng Daqi that day.
Mr. Cheng, who has seen strong winds and waves, was so stumped by Zhao Hongjin today.
He pulled up his chair to bring himself and Zhao Hongjin closer.
Opening the social software, he wanted to give Zhao Hongjin a little bit of a man's scheming shock.
"I really need your help, so I'm very careful when chatting with you. The message I sent you that day was only a short line, but every word was not redundant."
Pointing to the reply to Zhao Hongjin that day After hearing the news, Cheng Daqi began to analyze it.
When he finished analyzing it, the peach-eyed girl looked at her with fear in her eyes.
"Brother, I'm only 19 years old this year, don't scare me, your tricks are too deep."
Hold the blanket, Xiao Zhao said in fear.
(End of this chapter)