Golden Greenery

"I thought you were older than me?" Li Xiaoqing smiled like a flower.

Zhuoyang was unwilling: "Please, I don't look so old."

Xiaoqing, who has been favored since childhood, is cared and loved by thousands of people, her mental age is much younger than her actual age, and she subconsciously feels that everyone around her is older than herself.

"Not old, not old, then you can call me sister from now on." Li Xiaoqing was immediately elated.

"..." Zhuoyang said in his heart: How can my sister be so unreliable as you.

Elder sister Zhuo Qiuqiu is three years older than Zhuo Yang, and she is twenty this year. It may be because there is a younger brother below, Zhuo Qiuqiu has been very sensible since he was a child, and he loves his younger brother very much. The little Zhuoyang was bullied by the older children. Before his parents said anything, Zhuo Qiuqiu was not happy, and led a group of girls to settle accounts with them, as strong as her own mother.

"Oh, it turns out that my younger brother Zhuoyang is still an overseas student and a pianist." Li Xiaoqing was startled. "Are those of your friends that night all your classmates? Are they also pianists? It doesn't look like it. Two of them look fierce. No matter how you look at it, they don't look like good people."

"Hey, hey, I said Miss Xiaoqing, she has helped you anyway, so you don't want to bury people behind your back like this." Zhuoyang was secretly happy in his heart.

Zhuoyang guessed that she was talking about Ribery and De Jong. Those two guys, not to mention ugly, have a scar on their face. They look so pervasive. I don’t know when Wahiba kissed Ribery. I can't stop going to my mouth. The other one, with a bald head and a thick neck, was either a killer or a butcher, with a face full of flesh. Black is a black spot, and De Jong doesn't need makeup to play a mountain sculpture.

"Hey, Mario, are you a pianist too? I don't look like that at all." Li Xiaoqing didn't answer, and asked Gomez again.

Gomez: "..."

"What? You're only seventeen years old? Don't be ridiculous, some people will believe you when you say twenty-seven. Well, then you can also call me sister, little brother Mario."

Gomez: "..."

Mario Gomez looks a little mature, with forehead lines, and with a height of 1.86 meters, he really doesn't look like a teenager.

Because Gomez is the star of hope carefully cultivated by Hannover 96, he was famous very early, so when he was less than fourteen years old, the well-known German football agent Uli Felber signed Gomez. Into his own brokerage company.

After introducing Li Xiaoqing's professional identities, including Scar and De Jong, they all explained them one by one. Only then did Li Xiaoqing realize that the few good young people he met recently were all professional players.

"It turns out that you all play football. It's no wonder that you are all muscular. Zhuoyang, I'm not talking about you. My little brother Zhuoyang is still quite young." Li Xiaoqing pursed her lips and giggled with.

Zhuoyang rolled his eyes and thought: You are fresh meat, your whole family is fresh pork belly.

"Li, are you interested in football? I can invite you to watch the Hannover 96 game. Oh, and of course Miss Zhao." Gomez began to court the beauty.

"Not interested, not interested, I'm not interested in that thing. Let me tell you, Zhuoyang, my dad also started a football club a few years ago, played for a few years, then sold it and quit." Li Xiaoqing Ignored Gomez's hookup. "My dad said that Chinese football is too dark, and those football leaders will do everything except good things."

Li Xiaoqing's father, who has worked half his life in the business field of swords and swords, said he was black, which shows that those people are really dark. Compete with Nanshan carbon, not let Xishan coal.

Speaking of this, Li Xiaoqing stuck out her tongue: "It's wrong, it's wrong, how can you say bad things about our China in front of foreigners, quality and quality." This sentence was said in Chinese, which made Zhuo Yang and Zhao Xue giggle.

Several young people with very different personalities quickly became acquainted. The lively and lovely Li Xiaoqing,

The mature and stable Zhao Xue, and the flamboyant Gomez. Zhuoyang also felt much relieved because of the constant jokes with his friends.

The proprietress brought up two large plates of grouse, one roasted and the other baked. The four of them shook off their cheeks, chatting with each other while feasting.

"Brother Zhuoyang, don't keep calling me Miss Xiaoqing, okay? Why does the Legend of the White Snake sound like that? You're not Xu Xian."

"Okay, Miss Xiaoqing. No problem, Miss Xiaoqing."

"This grouse is fatter than our Chinese reed chicken. Miss Xiaoqing, you haven't eaten this kind of chicken before, have you?"

"Let's not bring the chicken, civilized you and me..."

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After eating, several people continued to hang out. Zhuoyang and Li Xiaoqing, one called each other 'Brother Zhuoyang', and the other called her 'Miss Xiaoqing', neither of them wanted to lose money, they started the next round of hunting with their mouths mixed together.

Don't look at Gomez's bad marksmanship, but this kid is still very good. Of course, this refers to the shotgun. The double-barreled shotgun nozzle produced by the old munitions company Maxim, the burnt Gomez carried half of his backpack with only the bullets, and a group of people had a good time, even the two former special forces bodyguards Unable to bear the itch, he also showed off his marksmanship a few times.

However, the frightened bird repeatedly flew away from the forest and did not return. Maybe it was the good luck in the morning, or maybe the wild birds were chased away by the gunshots, and the whole afternoon only heard the sound of double-barreled guns "bang bang", but no grouse fell "boom bang", not even a chicken feather fell off.

Even so, several people still had a great time, leaving behind laughter and yelling along the way.

The sky was getting dark, and the group returned to downtown Hannover. Zhuoyang made the decision, and there were three grouse left. Li Xiaoqing, Zhao Xue, and Gomez divided each of them. Anyway, he doesn't cook the stove himself, so it's useless to take it home.

Li Xiaoqing insisted on inviting her younger brother Zhuoyang back, and under her strong request, Zhuoyang also reckoned that the five brothers should have finished their work. So, I called Xiaozhu, Mertesacker, Scar Ribery, my second brother Montolivo, and De Jong, and Li Xiaoqing treated them to thank them for their righteous behavior.

Turnips and greens have their own hobbies. Some people like to play chess, some like to fish, and some like to play with plasticine.

Young people with good teeth and good appetite like to eat big pieces of meat and drink in big bowls.

As soon as the brothers heard that there was a beautiful woman to treat them, they came here with joyful snot bubbles in their noses. After a while, nine people gathered at a two-star Michelin restaurant with three knives and forks called "Jeselinde" in the urban area.

Young people don't want luxury, just have fun. With a wave of Li Xiaoqing's scallion hand, the tartare steak is full, and the Jager wine is enough. Strong boys like such tough dishes.

A group of people chatted and laughed while eating, Zhao Xue, who was the oldest and most mature, was slightly surprised.

Miss Li Xiaoqing is in a very special state today!