Rebirth of the Routine King

After finishing this ordinary but extraordinary lunch, Wu Renqiang still had something to do in the afternoon, so he took Wang Yan back to the economy and trade.

It happened that Wang Yan had to go out to do errands in the afternoon. For convenience, he drove out in his Santana.

What he does is very simple, just give gifts.

But the gifts are not that high-end anymore, the wine has been changed from Moutai to about 200 yuan, and the cigarettes have also dropped from China to Yuxi.

According to the distance, he first went to the University of Light Industry, then the University of Agriculture, the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine...

Giving gifts is definitely a technical job. You must make the other person accept the gift with a smile based on the other person's personality, hobbies, and language skills. Only in this way can the value of the gift be maximized.

Otherwise, spending money in vain will be counterproductive and give the impression of recklessness.

Fortunately, Wang Yan is a leader in studying human nature, and his ability to respond randomly is unmatched. Even Fei Fei, who doesn't like tobacco and alcohol, accepted the gift with a smile.

Commercial University was the last stop. After giving Tang Mingsan 2,000 yuan in cash, Wang Yan immediately drove back to Economic and Trade.

Because the New Year's Day party was about to start, Song Zhiwen also called several times to urge Wang Yan to sit down and watch her show.

The weather today is not very good. It has turned dark before five o'clock, and there are scattered snowflakes in the sky.

Wang Yan returned to the milk tea shop first, which was almost full of classmates who came to buy milk tea.

Wang Weihang and Pan Yafei also helped serve milk tea, and Wen Xiaoshan helped clean up.

Wang Yan smiled at Wang Weihang who was walking in a hurry: "Thank you for your hard work, boss! I will book a suite at the Dihao Hotel tomorrow so that you and Tian Qingqing can have a romantic time."

Wang Weihang punched him: "If you don't want to help me, go sit on the second floor and stop making sarcastic comments here!"

Wang Yan walked into the kitchen with a smile. Seeing that Liu Jianan was too busy to touch the floor, he also stepped forward to help with the work.

Upon seeing this, Liu Jianan said: "Wang Yan, stop helping. The party is about to start. Let's go watch the mosquito show!"

"Don't worry, didn't Dou Liang go grab a seat? It won't be too late to go when it starts..."

The store was crowded with classmates and they walked quickly. After a while, the first floor became deserted.

After asking, I found out that the party had started.

Wang Yan put his arm around Wang Weihang's shoulders and shouted to everyone: "Let's go! Let's go watch the school beauty dance!"

Liu Jianan wanted to guard the store, but did not go. Lin Xiyan wanted to guard Liu Jianan, but did not go.

However, Liu Chengjin pulled Wu Xin out together.

Since the school did not have an auditorium or a sports hall, the school placed the party's address in the cafeteria.

Fortunately, the canteen just built this year is large enough. If it is crowded, it can accommodate thousands of people at the same time without any problem.

Arriving at the cafeteria, Wang Yan was immediately shocked by Wuyang Wuyang's head, and it took a lot of effort to find Dou Liang.

Wang Weihang suddenly said displeased: "I asked you to come early to occupy a seat, but you occupied a corner like this? From so far away, can Wang Yan see mosquitoes dancing?"

Wang Yan said with an indifferent expression: "It's okay. I will stand on tiptoes later. If you still can't see, I will ride on your neck..."

"Bah! I'm the damn monitor and dormitory leader..."

"It's not for nothing, I'll give you five thousand yuan as a reward..."

"I'll be damned again! I'm so damn dignified..."

"If not, ten thousand!"

"I him..."

"Twenty thousand!"

"I...will."

Pan Yafei and Wen Xiaoshan were so happy that they couldn't stand up. Dou Liang had a look of disgust on his face: "Boss, you are also the squad leader and dormitory leader after all, how can you easily succumb to money? Where is your ambition? Where is your integrity?"

Wang Weihang said coldly: "That's 20,000 yuan! Who the hell wouldn't be tempted? If I give it to you, will you be willing to carry him?"

Dou Liang hesitated and said: "My appetite is not that big, ten thousand is fine."

"Hahaha......"

Wang Yan also joined the team of people who bowed their heads and sighed, and he was so happy that he burst into tears.

At this time, Sun Xianzhi, who was looking around, also saw this group of happy classmates and hurriedly came over.

"Wang Yan, please stop here. The principal has reserved a seat in the front row for you. Come over quickly!"

Wang Yan was stunned for a moment, then he smiled at Wang Weihang and Dou Liang and said, "I'm sorry, you two, I'm not going to lose money today, so I'm going to take the first step. I wish you a happy viewing!"

Then, in the eyes of everyone in 406 with envy and jealousy, Wang Yan walked to the front of the stage coolly.

Dou Liang deliberately attacked Wang Weihang, pretending to be indignant and said: "Boss! Why can Wang Yan be in the front row? You, who is also the squad leader and dormitory leader, should do it!"

Wang Weihang felt a tightness in his chest and said angrily: "Can you please stop troubling me! If I contribute tens of thousands of yuan to the school every month, do you think the principal will give it to me?"

Can I save a seat?"

Dou Liang pretended to smile again and said, "I'm joking with you! If you can't see the mosquitoes dancing clearly later, I can carry you on my back, for five thousand yuan."

Wang Weihang snorted coldly: "You want to eat shit! You are the only one who can pay me back five thousand or one hundred! Do you like to carry a burden or not?"

Dou Liang immediately bargained over the price: "Don't kill me like that! It's better than being cut in half! A thousand!"

"Two hundred! Do you want to carry it or not?"

"five hundred!"

"Three hundred at most!"

"Okay! Deal!"

Wang Weihang was stunned and said: "You don't want to lift it up anymore?"

Dou Liang smiled and said: "I am content, just three hundred is enough!"

"Actually, the price in my mind is four hundred, why don't you shout again?"

Dou Liang thought for a moment and said, "Okay! Four hundred!"

Wang Weihang's expression changed immediately: "You still want four hundred for your short neck, I won't let you carry even a dime!"

.....

Generally speaking, the first few rows of the party are occupied by leaders, and economic and trade is no exception. The external relations staff thoughtfully wrote the corresponding names on each seat.

The seat left by Ni Dacheng for Wang Yan is in the middle of the third row, which is also an excellent viewing position.

When Wang Yan walked over, he saw that his name was written in handwriting!

Obviously, this decision should be a temporary one.

On both sides of him were middle-aged men wearing glasses. He was a little surprised to see a college student sitting next to him.

Ni Dacheng naturally sat in the middle of the first row. At this moment, he turned to look at Wang Yan, then smiled and nodded.

Seeing this scene, the men on both sides of Wang Yan suddenly thought, oh~~~No wonder they are sitting in front, they are relatives of the original principal!

As the stage lights came on, the lights in the cafeteria hall also went out.

A young man and woman slowly walked onto the center of the stage.

Wang Yan knew a man, the president of the school student union, named Meng Xuehan.

Yes! The Meng Zhou who caused trouble two days ago is his cousin.

The girl Wang Yan looks familiar, but I can't pronounce her name. She seems to be a cadre of the student union.

"Dear school leaders, teachers, dear students, good evening everyone!"

As soon as the clear female voice finished, thunderous applause burst out from the audience.

"The year is coming to an end, and the year is getting longer, and finally it’s the end of this year..."

Meng Xuehan's speech was a bit long and full of clichés. After a minute of eloquence, he shouted: "We would like to invite our most respected Principal Ni to come to the stage to speak!"

Then there was another burst of thunderous applause.

Ni Dacheng walked up to the stage in two steps, took the microphone and looked around the scene first, and then said with a smile: "Today, now, almost all the students have gathered in this somewhat simple cafeteria. I know that everyone definitely doesn't want to see me.

This old face doesn’t want to hear my long nonsense, so I won’t say any more nonsense. Now, let’s invite the six members of the group that everyone calls the fairy-looking group to perform on stage!”

coax!

This time the applause was warmer and accompanied by bursts of laughter.

Wang Yan laughed loudly and clapped his hands vigorously.

This Ni Dacheng is quite temperamental!

Soon, under the gaze of thousands of people and tens of thousands of people at the scene, six girls wearing navel-baring dance costumes filed onto the stage.

Wang Yan knew that Song Zhiwen and Gao Lu had a dance, but he didn't know what it was. As the music played, he heard the name of the song - Lift your hijab.

This song is originally a Uyghur folk song, the dance is very rich in Western style, and the clothes are also very Western-style.

The clothing is mainly yellow. The upper body is a scaly short-sleeved shirt that exposes the navel. The lower body is wearing a pair of light silk pants with a bell mouth. There is even a shiny metal piece stitched on the nose.

Seeing them dressed like this, Wang Yan not only shuddered, but it was snowing outside now! He didn't believe that these girls were not cold.

It has to be said that they worked hard for art.

Soon, Wang Yan was immersed in the wild dance.

Western dance is famous for twisting the waist, and the waists of these girls are like willows. With their light steps, they look like dancing butterflies.

This was the first time for Wang Yan to see Song Zhiwen dancing. What surprised him was that she was still the lead dancer!

Only then did he remember that he had heard her say that she had practiced dancing for several years when she was a child.

Ever since she discovered Wang Yan's location, Song Zhiwen's eyes have been fixed on him.

Wang Yan beat the rhythm with his hands and looked tenderly at Song Zhiwen on the stage.

Suddenly he frowned, as if he noticed another gaze staring at him.

At a quick glance, I realized it was Gao Lu, a tiger girl!

Gao Lu's eyes are not like Song Zhi's

Wen was so gentle and lingering, her eyes seemed to shoot out knives and stab them into Wang Yan one by one.

After realizing that Wang Yan was staring at her, Gao Lu looked away and concentrated on twisting his waist.

Wang Yan also withdrew his contemptuous eyes and concentrated on admiring the girls' waists.

It is said that a girl's waist is the life-threatening knife, tsk tsk! Just a few random twists, Wang Yan felt some kind of reaction in his body, and he quickly moved his gaze upwards, silently reciting Qi Xiuquan's name in his heart.

When she moved to the center of the stage, she found that Song Zhiwen's eyes were a little angry. She should be blaming him for looking away...

The good times are always short-lived. As the music came to an end, the girls gradually gathered their movements and slowly gathered in the center of the stage.

When the music completely disappeared, roaring applause broke out in the auditorium, and rogue whistles also came and went.

When bowing, Song Zhiwen waved to Wang Yan specifically.

This wave was not careless and immediately attracted the attention of the leaders in the front row. Wang Yan also followed his gaze and looked back, deliberately making it clear that Song Zhiwen was not greeting him.

The next program was a male solo. Although the singing was very moving, Wang Yan still didn't glance at the stage. He took his mobile phone to reply to Song Zhiwen's message.

Song Zhiwen: "Little fly, do I dance well?"

Wang Yan: "It's so beautiful! It's like a fairy descending to earth. Tell Gao Lu, I especially like her strong thighs."

Song Zhiwen: "Humph! I'm asking you, why did you involve Lulu?"

Wang Yan: "I'm sorry, then help me say hello to Du Yilei. Her waist is really too soft. If I hadn't been looking up to the sky, I would probably have nosebleeds."

Song Zhiwen: "Humph! You know how to bully me!"

Wang Yan: "I told the truth, why did I bully you again?"

Song Zhiwen didn't reply. She didn't know whether she was angry or busy with other things.

After the boys finished singing, another group of men and women came to perform skits. Wang Yan couldn't stand it anymore and considered whether to go outside to smoke...

‘Didi’

Another text message came on my phone.

Song Zhiwen: "Don't I dance well at all?"

Her message should continue the topic that she just left unfinished.

Wang Yan raised the corners of his mouth and pressed the keyboard of his mobile phone: "You dance very beautifully, especially your clothes, they are so beautiful!"

Maybe Song Zhiwen also gave up on hearing the beautiful words from Wang Yan, so she changed the subject: "It's so cold today, and my hands are still red!"

Wang Yan: "You're stupid! Don't put on your clothes quickly after dancing!"

Song Zhiwen: "I think you're leaving? I'll be on stage singing right away. Why don't you wait for me a little longer?"

Wang Yan: “I’m almost suffocated, can’t I just go to the toilet?”

Song Zhiwen: "Okay, but you have to come back quickly. I will be on stage soon."

.....

Wang Yan really couldn't hold it in any longer, but it wasn't the urge to urinate but the craving for cigarettes.

At that moment, he hunched over and slowly walked out of the hall.

At this time, many students also walked out. The main purpose of their coming was to enjoy the dance performance of the Fairy Beauty Group. Now that the performance is over, what are they still doing here? Are they waiting for the school leaders to give speeches?

Wang Yan found a corner with few people, leaned against a big tree, and smoked a cigarette leisurely while listening to the radio sound coming from the canteen.

Just as he was puffing away leisurely, his ear was pulled up by a handbag.

"Fuck!"

Wang Yan turned his head and found Gao Lu with a cold expression.

He rubbed his ears gently and cursed: "Are you fucking sick? Do you know how fragile your ears are in the winter?"

Gao Lu snorted coldly: "You can insult my legs, but don't you allow me to twist your ears?"

Wang Yan's face stiffened, and he suddenly lost his temper. He smiled and said, "I was just joking with the little mosquito! Your legs are white, long and thin. If anyone says they are thick, I will be the first to say no!"

"

"snort!"

After giving Wang Yan a contemptuous look, Gao Lu said lightly: "Why are you running out if you're not watching the show inside?"

"It's boring. I'll go back later when Mosquito comes on stage. Hey~~~Are you out of programs?"

"Yeah, I'm getting ready to go back to bed!"

Wang Yan didn't want to hear her nagging in his ears for a long time, so he hurriedly agreed: "Then you go back first! I will go back with Mosquito later."

Gao Lu glanced meaningfully at Wang Yan, said nothing, and walked towards the road with a smile.

Wang Yan was a little confused: What was that look in her eyes? Why did it feel a little scary?

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