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Chapter 292 Continuation of Daily Salted Fish

Maserati is not a top luxury car, it is very common in BJ, so it is not a burden to drive it out.

After Su Xiaomu ignited the ignition and stepped on the accelerator, he beeped softly, "Where am I going?"

To put it simply, Su Xiaomu was almost in a daze.

A bunch of ideas popped up in my mind:

Looking for specialty products?

It is impossible to find specialties, not even in this life.

The salted fish won't let the salted fish, and only by driving a car to wander can they maintain their life like this.

After much deliberation, Su Xiaomu finally decided to visit the most iconic place...

Tiananmen Square.

There is nothing wrong with this decision, so the operation of not being a hero if you don't reach the Great Wall has nothing to do with Xianyu.

From the East Third Ring Road to Tiananmen Square, the distance is not too far, about [-] minutes by car.

On this point, it is deeply in line with Su Xiaomu's heart who has become a salted fish at this time...

"Hey... Is there a parking place on Chang'an Avenue?" When Su Xiaomu turned from Jianguomen Avenue to Chang'an Avenue, he suddenly realized a problem.

In a place like Tiananmen...

Parking can be a big problem.

He guided Tiananmen, not the parking lot near Tiananmen...

After wasting 15 minutes around Tiananmen, which made my brain hurt, I finally found a paid parking lot...

"Oh my god, my head hurts."

Su Xiaomu stood beside the entrance and exit of Chang'an Avenue in the west of Tiananmen Square, looked at the crowds of people, and sighed.

I miss life with Soho very much.

Everything is arranged clearly...

"Suho Suho, I miss you!"

Without saying anything, Su Xiaomu took out his cell phone and sent a voice message.

Online flirt Su Xiaomu.

"Tsk..."

"Where did you go, so wronged?"

"It's not Tiananmen, right?"

"Can't find a parking space, turned half a circle, feeling stuffy?"

"Then it reminded me of me! Tsk tsk tsk!"

Su Ho sent five messages in one breath, feeling that there was no need to think about it.

Su Xiaomu's hand holding the phone trembled slightly, the roundworm could actually guess it from so far away!
Don't be promoted, right?
"Let's slip away, I can't afford to mess with you. I'll go for a walk or two, then have a cup of coffee and go back to the hotel to continue the salty fish. This time, I won't listen to you." Su Xiaomu typed back the message quickly.

The speed is naturally inferior to Suho.

After the remote teasing was over, Su Xiaomu walked slowly into Tiananmen Square.

I don't know if it's really lucky, when Su Xiaomu walked in, there was no one in the entire passage...

Su Xiaomu's understanding of history is very shallow.

This is like answering that sentence, when God opens a door for you, he will close a window for you.

So Su Xiaomu couldn't tell exactly when the particularly conspicuous monument in Tiananmen Square was built.

Su Xiaomu was like a salted fish, walking in Tiananmen Square, looking here and there.

Su Xiaomu was not surprised that more and more girls around him took pictures.

something we are used to.

Then Su Xiaomu saw another girl who also didn't take pictures.

She's pretty good-looking, and she's a young lady.

Su Xiaomu took a second look.

then……

This young lady ran over, took the initiative to extend her slender white hand, and said hello with a smile.

"Hi, my name is Ning Fenghua, nice to meet you."

Su Xiaomu: "..."

What should you say when a girl greets you?

Wait online, hurry!
"Hi, do we know each other?" Su Xiaomu replied without thinking.

He stretched out his hand slowly, not particularly daring to hold it, for fear of being blackmailed.

I remember when I was in the third year of junior high school, Xue Bamu naturally participated in a multi-school friendship competition in mathematics, chemistry, and physics.

Then I met a female student who also participated in the competition, and she was blackmailed because of the same handshake.

She also made a lot of sense by saying that her mother said that if she holds hands, she will get pregnant, so she must be responsible.

Su Xiaomu slipped away at that time.

It was the first time Ning Fenghua saw such a handsome guy, and it was also the first time he met such a boy who couldn't speak.

Thinking that she is so good looking that Su Xiaomu can take a second look at her, it is conceivable that her appearance is very high.

In this way, the initiative to strike up a conversation is still treated like this.

Ning Fenghua really wanted to pry open Su Xiaomu's head to see what was inside.

Ning Fenghua smiled, "Su Xiaomu, a sophomore at South China University of Technology, the captain of the Sao guest team, the one who came out on top in the @海regional finals, of course I know him."

A boy as recognizable as Su Xiaomu, plus a live broadcast of the regional finals when he was in college.

According to incomplete statistics, a total of 27 minutes of footage was given to Su Xiaomu in five hours...

Therefore, it is not particularly surprising that someone can recognize Su Xiaomu at a glance.

Su Xiaomu scratched his head, "Are you here to participate in the ACM Finals too?"

"Happy to meet."

Only then did he catch Ning Fenghua's hand and walk away with one touch.

He suddenly remembered that when he was blackmailed for shaking hands for the first time in the third year of junior high school, he also met a student who had the same competition...

Ning Fenghua was stunned for a moment, "Are my hands poisonous?"

Su Xiaomu waved his hands hastily, "No, no, no."

But it's still very understandable and can't explain too much.

"Then what, let me buy you a cup of coffee."

That means apologizing.

Ning Fenghua nodded with his hands behind his back, "Okay, go to Wangfujing."

"And I'm not participating in the competition, I'm just a student interested in ACM, from Peking University."

Su Xiaomu whispered in her heart, are students at Peking University still so interested in Tiananmen?Don't you see it often?

And still alone?
What's the situation?

But today is Saturday, so it's normal to go out.

It's not very far from Tiananmen Square to Wangfujing Commercial Street. After a brief negotiation between the two, especially after knowing that parking at Wangfujing is easier, Su Xiaomu decisively chose to drive there.

Calculating the distance, if you go from Wangfujing back to Tiananmen to pick up the car, you will have to walk nearly 3 kilometers.

Su Xiaomu, a salted fish without Su Ho, was too lazy to even think about it.

Ning Fenghua was very surprised that Su Xiaomu, who obviously came from Yangcheng to BJ to participate in the competition, actually drove here?

But nothing was said.

Five minutes later, Su Xiaomu followed Ning Fenghua to Wangfujing Cafe.

Emmm...

That's right, the coffee shop Ning Fenghua chose is called Wangfujing Cafe.

Ning Fenghua briefly introduced a few words, "The environment of this coffee shop is good, but it's a bit mixed..."

At first Su Xiaomu didn't understand the meaning of mix and match, but later he realized that it was a buffet western restaurant of a five-star hotel with coffee.

Su Xiaomu, who really wanted salted fish, was not interested in drinking coffee, chatting, etc.

There is also no such emotion as ordinary people's secret joy when they meet a beautiful woman who takes the initiative to strike up a conversation.

even……

Still a little sleepy.

Ning Fenghua, however, was in high spirits talking...

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