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Chapter Fifteen, Bad Cousin (Part 2)

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    Hearing that Lan Feiyang wanted to borrow "University English" to read it, Lan Qing said that he was currently struggling with English.

    "Why are you still chewing on English?" Lan Feiyang asked puzzled, "Want to go to graduate school?"

    "No. I don't take any postgraduate entrance examination!" Lan Qing sighed softly, "The boss is going to open a top five-star hotel in another city, where the treatment in all aspects is much better. But if you want to do a new hotel  Personal butler, you must pass CET-6 in English."

    "Passed CET-6?" Lan Feiyang didn't quite understand the concept of English progression, he only heard that he had to pass CET-4 in English for undergraduate graduation.

    "Yes, if the hotel wants to improve its grade and be in line with international standards, the quality of staff and service personnel must be improved."

    Lan Feiyang curled his lips in displeasure: "Why do we always have to learn English? Don't they foreigners know how to learn Chinese?"

    "That's a good idea." Lan Qing smiled mischievously, and suddenly became interested, "When China is strong enough, let foreigners come to take the CET-4 and CET-6 exams! The vernacular is too simple, so we need to use classical Chinese; and all the questions will be answered with a brush.  This is still cheap for them. If you are in a hurry, one person, one knife and one turtle shell, carve oracle bone inscriptions!"

    "The title of the thesis is: On the Three Represents! When it comes to the listening test, all Jay Chou's songs will be used; "Nunchaku" can be listened to twice, and "Chrysanthemum Terrace" can only be listened to once. Tell them that this is the most normal way for Chinese people to speak.  The speed of speech! The reading comprehension is all *, the oral test requires singing Peking Opera, and the experiment is to make zongzi. The test kills them!"

    Lan Feiyang listened dumbfounded, but at the end, he couldn't help pointing at him and burst out laughing.

    "Hahacousin, you are sotoo talented! How can this be a grade test? Is this clearly making things difficult! You alsocarve oracle bone inscriptions, sing Peking Opera, and make dumplings. Excuse me, Lan Qing  Comrade, you will you?"

    "No. But that's the way to test foreigners!" Lan Qing put her hands on her hips with a rebellious expression.

    "Are you okay? It's awesome." The two of them laughed and squabbled together

    In the afternoon, accompanied by Lan Qing, Lan Feiyang finally found Aunt Guo's former workplace - the branch of American xx company in Bohai.

    However, this place has changed hands.  After asking several people, I found out that because of the impact of the global financial crisis that started last year, the company dismissed its employees in the first half of the year and closed down.

    Now, the only clue about the aunt was broken, and Lan Feiyang had to go back disappointed.

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    The next night, Guo Anni, who flew out to discuss business, still did not come back.  Lan Feiyang was tired from reading, so he went for a walk in the garden as usual; jumping and dodging in the middle of the grass, punching that set of his extremely skilled fists and feet.

    ? This set of boxing and kicking was taught by the old private physical education teacher when he was in junior high school in his hometown and township middle school.

    The teacher himself jokingly called the cropping style handed down from his ancestors, and taught it to a few male students he liked with good sports performance.

    Lan Feiyang, who has one of the best running performances and is unwilling to be bullied, is naturally very serious about his studies.  Later, the general school punks didn't dare to provoke him anymore, because it was no problem for him to deal with three or four classmates alone.

    In addition to this set of punches, Lan Feiyang practiced a few more weird punches.

    These tricks were learned in his dreams.  Just like Cheng Yaojin's three and a half axes, he woke up after only learning three of these boxing moves.  Unexpectedly, a few days ago¡ªthat is, the night when he massaged Guo Anni for the first time, he had vaguely entered that strange dream of practicing kung fu again, and learned three more tricks.

    He thought it was really weird, the power and moves of each of these moves were a bit unimaginable; and the more he practiced these moves, the more he felt his strength, bounce and flexibility increased.

    He really didn't know what kind of punch this was?  Why do you only let yourself learn three tricks every time?  Another interval is three or four years!

    In this way, when can I learn all this set of boxing and kicking?

    Under the faint moonlight, the garden is full of shadows.  All kinds of chrysanthemums and Chinese roses are blooming brilliantly, cockscombs are also standing proudly, and four seasons are still green in rows

    All of these are not inferior to those in the park!

    Such a luxurious villa, such a beautiful late autumn garden, walking in the mottled shadows of trees after practice, Lan Feiyang feels like a dream, it seems that it is not real at all!

    When wiping his sweat and passing under the dark wisteria trellis, Lan Feiyang saw a tall man lingering at the gate of the courtyard, and he didn't walk away for a long time.

    I don't know where the security guard on duty at the gate of the courtyard went, and I didn't care about it, so Lan Feiyang went up to question him vigilantly.

    This is a man of about twenty-four or fiveHe was a very handsome boy with starry eyes and sword eyebrows, a high nose, and a face as sharp as a knife, but full of melancholy.

    The boy said he was not looking for anyone, but just came here to have a look.

    "Have you ever worked here?" Seeing that he was about the same size as himself, Lan Feiyang asked subconsciously.

    "Really?" The boy smiled sadly, and looked at him through the railing of the gate, "It should be your ex?"

    "Oh." Lan Feiyang nodded, "Then why did you leave, did you have a better job?"

    The boy looked at him in astonishment: "Didn't Aunt Liu tell you that working in this villa: Don't look at what you shouldn't look at, don't listen to what you shouldn't hear, don't ask what you shouldn't ask?"

    "Oh, I said it." Lan Feiyang nodded, "But you are not from this villa now."

    "Yeah." The boy smiled wryly, "I'm not anymore. I was very willful at the time, and I really wanted to come back, but I can't."

    "Do you want to see Mr. Guo?" Lan Feiyang didn't quite understand what he said, "But she went out to discuss business and is not at home."

    "Oh." The boy bit his lip, "Thank you! I'm leaving, you can take care of yourself."

    Looking at the lone figure of the boy going away, chewing on his words before leaving, Lan Feiyang still didn't understand.  I had no choice but to shake my head and go back to the villa.  The moment I closed the door, a thought suddenly popped into my mind: "Could it be that he is in love with Mr. Guo?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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