The nomenclature of night

Hu Niu watched Qing Chen leave, he felt a familiar taste.

It wasn't that he had seen Kyungchen, or who kyungchen was like, but the way he kept people away.

Like the polite but proud manner with which they kept some of their classmates out of the loop.

Surprised, Hu looked at the building where Qing Chen lived and asked, "Have you noticed something strange about him?"

Wearing black-framed glasses, Zhang said, "Wang Yun and Bai Waner are pretty, and they are his new classmates and neighbors, but he doesn't look at them and doesn't seem interested in talking."

"Yes," Wang Yun nodded: "it's not like ordinary boys of green, more like want to avoid us."

"I asked the south gengchen next to today, he said that the students have been stable grade three again, a little proud is very normal, outstanding students are not so," White Waner smiled: "we 'sea' learning gods are also so ah."

Hu laughed and shook his head. "For students with good grades in small cities, the ceiling is too low."

In fact, Hu Niu is not deliberately mocking, but they know very well that the education of super first-tier cities is much ahead of small cities.

High-achieving students in small cities can read English well, but struggle with speaking and listening, even at foreign-language schools like the Los Angeles Foreign Language School.

But some big cities key middle schools, the school gate casually pull a person can communicate in English without hindrance.

I don't know how much I won in the competition. I spent my summer and winter vacations experiencing life in the Arctic.

It was like two worlds of life.

"Forget it, do not consider what outstanding students learn god, we will not have too much intersection with him, just happen to live together neighbors," Wang Yun said: "enter the room to say."

As they spoke, they had opened the door of room 102.

The workers had gone, and the house was as good as new in a day.

The interior was not redecorated, for time was too short, so the floors were all covered with fixed carpeting, the walls were treated with anti-fog and a layer of wallpaper.

It was barely habitable for the four of them.

"We can just stay in a hotel. We don't have to stay here. The target is Liu Dezhu, jiang Xue so far seems to be nothing special, "bai said.

"Don't be so short-sighted," Hu said. "Since we decide to go from city 7 to city 18, we should try to make some friends in city 18. Haven't you seen any small strategies?

Wang Yun is still a little disconsolate: "you must slowly with Liu Dezhu good relations, in my opinion, direct money to buy information, resources also line."

Zhang naik shook his head: "Since you choose to come to Los Angeles, you should be ready to bear hardships, which is what I agreed with the mavericks from the very beginning. We don't have any roots in City 7, so what we can do is use the energy of the outer world to influence the inner world."

Hu, who was the backbone of the group, nodded and said, "Now we are trying to get along well with Liu Dezhu, so let's stop doing what we normally do. Without money, you can't do anything, but money is not everything. You have to understand that there are many people in the world who have more money than we do. When someone wants to pay for resources from Andy Lau, our friendship will be our greatest advantage."

"By the way, how's it going there? We were supposed to be in one class, but it turned out that Class 4, Grade 2, was full, "Wang yun asked.

"Liu dezhu is quite friendly," hu replied. "I just tried to ask him a lot of things, but he didn't want to say anything."

Zhang naivete said: "in fact, you look at him very easy to get along with, but the problem is that he is not willing to reveal anything to you, looks silly is actually very smart, a wise man."

"Well, wisdom runs deep," hu concluded.

"By the way," Wang Yun suddenly said: "you have not heard, Seedlings also plan to deal with transfer procedures."

"Yangyang?" Bai Waner waited for a leng.

A transplanting vine.

A very simple name, but see white wan 'er and other people's reaction, just like this name in the sea of this haicheng top middle school, has a unique position, so to let everyone surprised.

Zhang suddenly said: "Wait a minute, I remember someone said, Yang Yan's grandma and grandpa in Los Angeles? She can't transfer here, too."

"Forget that, and I didn't hear about Yan Yan becoming a time walker," Hu said. "First, visit your new neighbors."

With these words, he pulled out an exquisite box as a greeting gift and led the others up to the second floor.

Dong dong dong, Hu Niu knocks at the door.

Inside the room came the voice: "Xiao Yun, you open the door, it may be your brother Qingchen."

Then, xiao Yun's sweet voice came: "Brother Qingchen wait a minute, I'll open the door for you."

The door opened with a click.

Wang Yun said with a smile, "Hello, little friend."

When the door slammed shut again, Lee tong-woon said, Mom, it s not Brother Gyeongcheon.

Jiang Xue wondered: "Who is that?"

Ms. Lee replied, "Not important."

The sound insulation effect of the room is not very good, Hu Niu heard inside the barking agents animation sound, and then the door really never opened for them.

Wang Yun and White Waner two people look at each other: "qing dust brother...... Does that name ring a bell?"

At this time they did not realize that one of the neighbors in the building was a direct descendant of the Lee family foundation and the other was a disciple of Li Shutong. They had come all the way to Los Angeles, but they had not found the right one.

...

At this time, li Tongyun chanting qingchen, is standing in Los Angeles cross street south of a certain alley.

The alleys are old and the buildings are Chinese style, with grey walls and black tiles on both sides of the bluestone road.

When it rains, raindrops converge on the tiles and then fall down the corrugate.

Two red lanterns hang at the door of the old gold store, and a blackboard is placed at the door: high-priced recycled gifts, gold, caterpillar fungus, ginseng.

Qing Chen with hoodie hood asked: "how to collect gold?"

The old man inside the bamboo basket raised his eyes and tilted at him: "Is there an invoice?"

"No," Qing Chen shook his head.

The so-called invoice is the invoice when you buy gold, this thing can prove the origin of your gold.

General recovery gold needs this, did not have bill the likelihood is the gold that has a problem, normal pawn shop does not accept.

The old man took a look at him, put down his bamboo basket and said, "It's hard to do without a receipt. If you want to sell it honestly, 220 grams, I don't ask where you got it from."

The price of gold today is 380 grams.

Qing dust wanted to say: "clinch a deal, 39 grams."

8,580 yuan, which was already a large sum of money for him, at least to meet his pressing needs.