Heaven Reward and Punishment Group

Chapter 676 Inferiority
At the end of August, there is a cool breeze, the street lights are dim, and the shadows of the trees are whirling.

The two walked slowly, and suddenly Lin Xin burst out laughing.

"what happened?"

Wang Hongda tilted his head and raised his eyebrows.

Lin Xin: "It's over, now Liu Zhiming has completely given up, you made him feel inferior."

Wang Hongda shrugged: "Who made him insist on comparing with me? I was honestly sitting next to me. He always inquired about my affairs and regarded me as a rival in love. Look, I said, you bring a girl here , otherwise this would happen.”

Lin Xin shook her head: "I just hope this happens. I don't like this Liu Zhiming. I hate this kind of people who are full of money and are promoted. I am a policeman not for promotion, but for upholding justice."

This is what Wang Hongda admires the most. Even in the face of Taoist priests who are far more dangerous than herself, she did not choose to flee, but hid in the distance to cover for Wang Hongda. This kind of bravery is what Wang Hongda experienced when he was just an ordinary person. No, now that he has spells, he is naturally confident, but he is not sure what choice he will make under such circumstances.

"Don't call me next time, tell your best friend to bring your child to accompany you, I always feel like I'm a shield, I don't want to offend people."

Wang Hongda was dissatisfied.

Lin Xin smiled and looked up at Wang Hongda, his eyes reflected the red-orange light of the street lamps, and said in a coquettish tone, "Got it!"

In the next few days, Wang Hongda continued to meditate on the mountaintop, but a new obstacle appeared.

The lead dancer who danced on the opening day of Zhang Antai's real estate, with graceful dancing posture, seductive eyes, and beautiful figure, always emerges in concentration.

After failing to enter meditation for the nth time, Wang Hongda sighed.

Zhang Xue, who was carefully reading the Qing Emperor Sutra, looked up: "What's wrong?"

Wang Hongda replied truthfully: "I was thinking about the girl who danced that day, do you remember?"

Zhang Xue raised her eyebrows and nodded: "I remember the lead dancer with the big eyes, right?"

Wang Hongda bowed his head and nodded.

Zhang Xue was grinning, and asked him with a sly smile on her face, "Why, do you like her?"

Wang Hongda shook his head: "No, that's right, I don't know why, she always appears in the center, just turn around, and repeat."

Zhang Xue nodded and said affirmatively, "That means I like her."

Wang Hongda didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I just met once and liked it?"

Zhang Xue said seriously: "One look is enough."

Wang Hongda was unable to practice, so he simply gave lectures for several days, until this morning, he received a strange call.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Wang Hongda?"

It was a sweet, timid female voice.

"I am, are you?"

"I'm Jiang Yinan."

Wang Hongda's heart stopped beating, and he thought: This is the obsession, there must be an echo?
"Hello."

Jiang Yinan paused and said, "Do you have time tonight? I have something to ask you. Can we meet?"

Of course you can.

Wang Hongda suppressed his excitement, stood up, and said happily: "Go, go, rotten wood can't be carved, I won't talk about it, you go and understand it yourself!"

After speaking, he went home with Zhang Xue, and in the afternoon, he basked in the sun and watched the sea.

He and Zhang Xue lay on the carpet together, looking at the sea in the distance, the waves were rising and falling just beside the carpet.

"Are you so happy?"

Wang Hongda nodded: "That girl's name is Jiang Yinan, she called me."

Zhang Xue smiled and said, "Why, do you want to promise yourself with your body?"

Wang Hongda also laughed: "Maybe!"

Zhang Xue rolled her eyes: "Big pig's trotters! Isn't it just that you can dance? What's the big deal, I'll learn it tomorrow too!"

Wang Hongda waved his hand: "They said they wanted me for something, not a date."

In the evening, Wang Hongda and Jiang Yinan met at a restaurant in the commercial street.

Jiang Yinan arrived first, and Wang Hongda arrived later. He sat down and took a look, and it was still so beautiful.

White shirt, jeans, and small white shoes. The arms and legs are thick, but the proportions are good. It is the kind of healthy beauty that is full of exercise, but the face is very thin, and the eyes are big, black and shiny.

"how did you find me?"

Wang Hongda asked curiously.

Jiang Yinan replied: "The contact information I asked Zhang Junhao to come is our dance troupe that he contacted. I think he should know you. He will know you as soon as he tells you."

Wang Hongda nodded.

Jiang Yinan lowered her head, as if she was thinking, after a moment of silence, she raised her head and said, "I heard from Zhang Junhao that you can cure diseases."

Wang Hongda nodded: "Slightly understand, slightly understand."

Jiang Yinan also nodded, staring seriously at Wang Hongda's eyes, and asked, "Then, can you cure me?"

Wang Hongda looked at Jiang Yinan up and down, his face was rosy and shiny, his face was full of vitality, youthful vigor, how could he look sick?

"What's wrong with you? Isn't it good?"

Jiang Yinan shook her head, with sad eyes, said: "Dancing is cruel."

"I didn't practice dancing since I was a child. I don't have a foundation in dance. I only practiced in college. In order not to be left behind by those who practiced dance since childhood, I have to practice longer than others every day."

"Now I am the lead dancer, but the price is that I have a strained Achilles tendon. The ligaments of my left foot have been severely strained. The doctor said that my dancing career may only last one or two years."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yinan lowered her head with tears in her eyes.

Wang Hongda nodded, empathizing.

Art is cruel. In order to reach the peak, it is necessary to undergo arduous training and endure unbearable pain for ordinary people. The price is the overdraft of the body.

Wang Hongda nodded, thinking that this is really simple and easy to do.

"I can cure it, but I have one condition."

Jiang Yinan's eyes lit up when he heard Wang Hongda say this: "I can give you money, but I can't give you a lot of money."

Wang Hongda shook his head: "I don't want money, I want you, dance for me."

Jiang Yinan opened her mouth, her eyes dodged, a little hesitant, she thought for a while, then shook her head: "No, I won't dance privately."

Jiang Yinan misunderstood, she thought, what Wang Hongda said was the subtext of wanting to trade in the flesh, many girls in the dance troupe accepted this kind of invitation to perform solo, and went to dance in the room opened by the rich man's brother.

"Dance."

Wang Hongda frowned: "Why not? I like your dance very much. I think your eyes are different from other people's."

Jiang Yinan stood up: "No, no!"

Jiang Yinan limped and walked away without looking back, leaving Wang Hongda looking at her back inexplicably.

Wang Hongda went home after seven o'clock. Zhang Xue was playing with her mobile phone and found that Wang Hongda seemed to have come back a bit too early.

"What's wrong? The transaction failed?"

Zhang Xue grinned.

Wang Hongda leaned against Zhang Xuefang's door and nodded: "Yes, the transaction failed."

Jiang Yinan walked on the road with a limp, tears gleaming in her eyes.

Early the next morning, Wang Hongda received another call from Jiang Yinan.

"Okay, I promise you, but you can only look at it, not touch it."

Wang Hongda was dumbfounded: "Huh? I didn't say I wanted to touch it, did I?"

It was only then that Jiang Yinan realized that this idiot, when he said he was watching dancing, he really was watching dancing!

(End of this chapter)