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Chapter 44: Authentic curse words

The girl was hugged by a big black man. Even with Zhao Jianhui's height, he was half a head shorter than her. This guy's body was as black as coal, with only his eyes and teeth white. His chubby face made him look like a dark, honest and good boy.

Who knew that this guy would piss off Zhao Jianhui as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Auntie? I just like people like you. Can you do it for fifty dollars? If you want to cover the night, add another two hundred..." This bitch started spewing shit as soon as he opened his mouth, and he also learned part of the Chinese people's humor. However, he just took what I learned and used it on his aunt. He is an ungrateful and bad person.

Zhao Jianhui glared: "You are only two hundred and five, how can you talk?" The big black man finally remembered who his ancestors were in a hurry, and spat out a few words. Han Qiyun, Cao Zhenqing and others invited I don't understand the foreign language: "Why do you curse people when you open your mouth? You are such an uneducated old hater."

Zhao Jianhui frowned, sneered, and said in the same language as him: "If you want to be respected by others, you must first learn to respect others. Are you still a gentleman with your behavior?"

"Can you understand what I'm saying?" the black man asked in surprise.

This time, Zhao Jianhui switched to Chinese again and looked at him with a sneer: "You are such an idiot." The black man suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He used his native language to call the other person a coward, but the other person immediately scolded him in his own words. When I came back, I still asked people if they could understand what I said. Isn't this an idiot?

The blond-haired white man next to him seemed to know that he was at a disadvantage in terms of language, so he shook his head and whispered: "Sly yellow leather monkeys."

Zhao Jianhui sneered at him: "That is better than the black your fathe sold America." (That is much better than your ancestors selling black people to the American continent.)

At this time, the white man and the black man looked at each other and stopped talking. Seeing that he had silenced the blond man, the little island man standing at the back was not satisfied.

Damn it, grandma, what are you talking about? I just told the truth, and you want to go to the International Court of Justice with me to litigate? Where is this and there?

Zhao Jianhui glanced at him with contempt and blurted out sharp words...

"You...you are simply unreasonable." The kid was so anxious that he forgot what his mother said. Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but laugh: "Am I unreasonable? Your mother's gangster logic, I can't be bothered to care about you."

He spoke English for a while, Japanese for a while, and in the middle he also spoke a piece of African Tu language. This battle was comparable to Zhuge Zhuge's verbal battle with Confucian scholars during the Three Kingdoms period, which made Han Qiyun's eyes full of stars. Cao Zhenqing's mouth opened wide and the expression on his face didn't know whether he should cry or laugh. But Yuan Gang stamped his feet and shouted: "Okay, that's great, it's mine, Xiao Zhao really has you."

An Ziyuan gave a thumbs up: "Ara, I really admire you. You are pretty good at it."

Zhao Jianhui smiled bitterly: "Let's go, it's boring."

"Stop, don't even think about leaving. Look at how stupid you all are. What's so big about being able to speak a few foreign languages? Do you know what you are doing? This is the capital, and you are openly insulting foreign students on the street? Do you know that this is illegal? And you, don’t leave, you have to give it to me. Apologize, who did you say was shameless? I didn't steal or steal or make love with you, so why do you say I'm shameless?" Zhao Jianhui and the others wanted to leave, but the girl who was the first to stop Han Qiyun just now actually No longer willing, his little face turned pale with anger, he pointed at Zhao Jianhui and the others and yelled loudly.

"That's right, why are you talking about us? If you have the ability, go pick up some school girls yourself. If you are pretending to be noble, isn't it just because you don't have money in your pocket? People who can't eat grapes and say sour grapes have such moral character... "I didn't realize it. This girl is probably from Tianjin. The pronunciation of the word "virtue" is very authentic.

"Xiaowen, what nonsense are you talking to? Call your second brother to come and train him..." This person must be from Beijing, and he is familiar with Beijing movies, especially the last sentence "training his girl" and "training" The word "" changes directly from the third tone to the soft tone. It is really the lingering sound of Yan language orioles, and the charm is really full.

Han Qiyun opened her mouth to say something else, but Zhao Jianhui pulled her away and left. My heart said, what else are you talking about? Since people are no longer ashamed but proud of it, isn’t what you are saying superfluous? Could it be that we, a group of Party school students and cadres from the main and deputy departments, can still hang out with a bunch of little girls at the entrance of the Party school? Since we can't defeat it in theory, it's better to just leave...

"Xiao Zhao, why are you dragging me along? I'm so angry. If this were my daughter, I would..." Han Qiyun was dragged into the school by Zhao Jianhui, still feeling indignant.

Zhao Jianhui smiled fiercely: "Sister Han, just because she is not your daughter, you can't give her a slap. If the argument continues, it's time to take action. Do you think we will lose our status by standing on the street and fighting with these people?" Huh? The police might say we don’t care when they come.”

"That's right, that's right, damn it, if this happened in my jurisdiction, I would have people arrest them first and punish them according to that... that thing, but we are studying in the Party School, we won't bother with these little brats." Yuan Gang also spoke up to help Zhao Jianhui persuade Han Qiyun.

Han Qiyun couldn't help but laugh: "Alas, I just can't stand this kind of people, that's right, why am I angry with them. Let's go to class..."

During class, Zhao Jianhui felt a little worried the more he thought about it. Could the Jin Yuanyuan those people were talking about really be Wu Fengjiao's daughter?

After class, Zhao Jianhui drove the car out of the school gate and involuntarily turned the direction. The way home was originally to the west, but he drove east to the road leading to B University. I seem to remember Wu Fengjiao saying that her daughter was admitted to B University, but the entire B University campus is so large, with several exits, so waiting on the road is undoubtedly like looking for a needle in a haystack, but Zhao Jianhui didn't want to call Wu Fengjiao.

I don't even know if it's her that people are talking about. If I call her, Wu Fengjiao will be so worried that she will die. She will definitely not be able to eat dinner.

When Zhao Jianhui's car stopped outside the west gate of B University, it was just the time for B University to finish school. Groups of colorful clouds floated in front of the car, calling friends and chirping excitedly like larks out of the cage. Looking at these half-grown children jumping around, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but think of his school days. In a blink of an eye, six or seven years have passed. It's great to be young! !

Some of those people were traveling together, some were walking alone by the roadside, and some were picked up by cars. They were crowded and noisy at the door. It was really not easy to find a little girl among this group of people. In addition, there were also pedestrians passing by this road, some were elderly or with children, and Zhao Jianhui's eyes were almost not enough. He had no choice but to lean against the front of the car, open his eyes, and scan the physical condition of the people in front of him as much as possible. He didn't look at those slender and skinny little girls, but focused on the plump little figure, hoping to shrink the range as much as possible.

I seem to remember that Jin Yuanyuan's figure is a bit fat.

I don't know if it was God's intentional arrangement or Zhao Jianhui's method was really effective. After five or six minutes, Zhao Jianhui finally fixed his eyes on a girl.

The little girl was still a little fat. She was wearing a white wool sweater, stone-ground blue jeans, and a pair of casual sports shoes. When she walked, the light yellow socks on her ankles were exposed from under the trouser legs. The left sleeve of the sweater was rolled up to the elbow, exposing a small section of snow-white forearm. There was a string of shining silver bracelets on her wrist. Her thick and dense black hair fell to her shoulders like brocade. She had neat bangs on her forehead, a round face, big eyes, a hanging nose and plump lips, and she was cute and adorable. Although she was a little fat, she didn't look bloated at all. With this outfit, she looked charming and beautiful.

Haha, this girl is very good at dressing herself up at such a young age.

Seeing that she was the only one out, Zhao Jianhui was relieved immediately, thinking that he was too sensitive. Just when he was about to walk over to say hello to her, he saw Jin Yuanyuan standing under a small tree on the side of the road, taking out her cell phone and calling someone.

Soon, the girl he had met in the morning ran over, stretched out her hand and pulled Jin Yuanyuan into a car nearby.