Rebirth of the Routine King

Naturally, Wang Yan could not reveal this advanced information. Faced with Qi Xia's questioning, Wang Yan pretended to be surprised: "Am I really being deceived? Is the head master a great beauty?"

Qi Xia nodded with a smile: "I once went to Jing'an with my mother, and had the honor to meet the legendary nun. Not only was she young, but she was also a stunning beauty."

"Fuck!"

Wang Weihang couldn't help but uttered another curse word.

Dou Liang also lamented: "What a waste of natural resources! Why can't you think about such a beautiful woman?"

Then he teased Pan Yafei: "Ya Fei, you happen to not have a girlfriend, why don't you go in..."

Before he could finish speaking, Dong Xiaojie interrupted coldly: "If you speak filth in the pure land of Buddhism, be careful that you will not achieve good results in your life!"

Dou Liang was so frightened that he quickly swallowed the rest of his words.

Wang Yan also knew the nature of these guys. If he was angered by the Buddha because of his unscrupulous remarks, he would be in a fucking loss! He hurriedly said: "Okay, the Buddha has already paid homage to us, so let's go!"

At this time, a weak voice came: "Brother Wang Yan, can I go in and kowtow?"

In fact, not only Wu Xin, but also other girls became extremely curious about Jing'an after hearing Qi Xia's words. They all wanted to go in and find out what that beautiful and unparalleled nun looked like.

Wang Yan also saw what the girls were thinking, and immediately said: "Then you girls, go in and take a look! You have kowtowed too much at the White Horse Temple just now, so try not to kowtow if you can."

After all the girls walked into Jing'an with joyful faces, Wang Yan and other boys were smoking and bragging on a bench not far away.

Dou Liang glanced at the temple door of Jing'an and said with a hint of excitement: "Wang Yan, do you think I can sneak in if I put on women's clothes?"

Wang Yan snorted: "Why do you have to wear women's clothes? You can just cut it off and go in openly."

Listening to the roar of laughter, Dou Liang threw away the cigarette in his hand and said angrily: "Damn it! You know how to make fun of me! Even if you beg me to come and play next time, I won't come either!"

"Tsk tsk!"

Wang Yan curled his lips and said, "I've given you enough face. At least I didn't insult you in front of Dong Xiaojie. You don't have the ability to chase her down, and you can't spread your anger on me either!"

Seeing that the two men started to confront each other again, Wang Weihang hurriedly came out to smooth things over...

Half an hour later, Song Zhiwen and his party walked out of Jing'an.

Seeing Song Zhiwen's face looking a little strange, Wang Yan asked in confusion: "What's your expression? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Song Zhiwen did not answer, but stretched out her fist to hit Wang Yan.

Although the force was light, it was strong enough to stun Wang Yan. He couldn't laugh or cry: "No! Song Zhiwen, what do you mean? I didn't fucking offend you, why did you hit me!"

Qi Xia smiled and told the whole story. It turned out that after they walked into Jing'an, they happened to meet the nun head-on.

The nun had no expression at first, but her eyes lit up when she saw Song Zhiwen. After taking a look at her, she took her and gave her a divination.

Seeing that Qi Xia was about to speak but hesitated, Wang Yan hurriedly asked: "What does the hexagram say?"

Qi Xia glanced at Song Zhiwen and saw that she had no reaction, then said: "The nun said that Mosquito and this nunnery are very destined, and her love life is extremely bumpy, and there are signs of being abandoned. She will also be with her in the future.

Keep your heart and soul the same."

Wang Yan's eyes suddenly became dull.

No wonder Song Zhiwen gave him a few small punches when they met, so that's what happened!

If it were left to the past life, he would definitely think that this is nonsense. How can there be any ghosts and gods in this world? What the hell is the basis for the hexagrams?

But the matter of rebirth was strange and difficult to explain, which led him to subconsciously believe in the theory of ghosts and gods.

But now, that nun actually said that Song Zhiwen would also guard her heart and soul like her?!

Shou Xin is easy to explain, as Song Zhiwen remains true to her original intention, but what is Shou Hun?

Will he die like the nun's fiancé?

.....

Seeing Wang Yan's expression changed drastically, Qi Xia hurriedly explained: "Wang Yan, don't take the hexagrams seriously! You and Mosquito have such a deep relationship, and they have experienced life and death, how could they break up?"

Song Zhiwen was also startled and hurriedly comforted her: "Wang Yan, this may be what the nun said casually, I don't even believe it!"

Wang Weihang also burst into laughter: "What kind of era is this? Wang Yan, why do you still believe in hexagrams?"

Dou Liang had just lost to Wang Yan verbally, and he was angry when he heard him teasingly

: "Hmph! You can't tell! If Wang Yan is so popular with girls, he might actually abandon the mosquito one day!"

Seeing everyone casting angry looks at him, Dou Liang hurriedly saved him. Seeing him looking at Wang Yan fiercely, he said: "If you really dare to shake the mosquito, I will not be the first to spare you! I will not spare you!"

You can’t peel off the skin!”

Wang Yan also realized that he had lost his composure, and quickly returned to his normal state. He laughed and said, "Of course I don't believe that! My love with Little Mosquito is as strong as gold. What else can destroy our relationship? God comes.

No matter what!"

After hearing Wang Yan's statement, Song Zhiwen was very happy. She held his hand and said, "This is what you said! If...if you really don't want me anymore in the future, I will come here to become a monk!"

"No, no, no..."

...

A piece of hexagram, in the eyes of this group of twenty-first-century college students, was regarded as a matter of superstition, and no one took it into their hearts.

What really made them curious was, why did the nun only give divination to Song Zhiwen?

Is it just because she is beautiful?

.....

It was still some distance before dark, so everyone suggested going to the nearby commercial street to buy clothes.

In order not to look worried, Wang Yan shouted: "I paid for the clothes!"

Until then, the two fools Wang Weihang and Dou Liang finally recognized Wang Yan's status as the king. They had no choice but to make money.

Liu Jianan is not among the happy people.

After Wang Yan said these screaming words, she stared at Wang Yan as if Wang Yan was spending her money.

But when she saw that Song Zhiwen was equally happy, she buried this anger deep in her heart.

It has to be said that no matter which store this group of young and beautiful college students enter, they will definitely make the store owner's heart tremble.

Not to mention anything else, buying one piece of clothing for one person is enough for half a day's sales.

Choosing clothes has always been a specialty of girls. A group of girls kept trying on clothes in the store, while Wang Yan and several boys were smoking and bragging at the door.

However, there was always a hint of worry hidden deep in his eyes. He was wondering why Qin Wenjing wanted to give Song Zhiwen such a hexagram?

Does she really have the ability to communicate with the gods and predict the future?

But if she really had this ability, why didn't she tell her fiancé? She wouldn't have been hit by a car...

The more Wang Yan thought about it, the more mysterious he felt. If he could go in, he really wanted Qin Wenjing to count himself and see how many lives he had lived.

Just when he was thinking wildly, he heard Song Zhiwen's call, turned around and walked into the shop.

After Wang Weihang heard Tian Qingqing's shout, he also turned and walked into the store.

Next are Lin Xiyan, Wu Chen...

In the end, only two bachelors, Dou Liang and Pan Yafei, were left at the door.

"Oh shit!"

Dou Liang threw the cigarette to the ground and said angrily: "Next time even if I beg you to come, I won't come with them!"

Pan Yafei was quite open-minded. He was content to still have Dou Liang by his side. If he hadn't broken up, would he have died of embarrassment?

He comforted him immediately: "Stop complaining, let's go in and pick out clothes. Anyway, Wang Yan said, he will pay for it..."

For Dou Liang, who loves to take advantage of others, this is absolutely great news.

At the moment, he didn't care about his complaints anymore. He walked into the store with Pan Yafei in his arms and said with a smile: "None of us should save money for Wang Yan. We only buy expensive ones! Anyway, he has plenty of money..."

.....

After visiting four or five shops, until everyone had at least one shopping bag, everyone happily headed to the next location.

Among them, Song Zhiwen bought the most clothes. She bought two dresses, two pairs of white shoes, a long cloak, and a set of Li Ning's spring casual sportswear.

Wang Yan's clothes were also picked out with Song Zhiwen's help, including a pair of sports shoes and a couple's sportswear of the same style by Song Zhiwen.

Others did not have that luxury. Precisely because they did not have to pay out of their own pockets, most of the others bought a single piece of clothing. The girls bought a dress or shoes, and the boys mostly chose to buy a pair of sneakers.

Only Dou Liang, the hottie, bought the most. Like Wang Yan, he bought a pair of sports shoes and a set of sportswear.

Wang Yan seemed to like his shameless attitude. He put his arms around his shoulders and complained to everyone: "Are you really not going to learn from Dou Liang? There is no such store after this village!"

No matter how Wang Yan tried to console them, everyone still insisted on buying only one piece. There was no other way, and Wang Yan couldn't hold their hands and force them into it.

A total of more than 4,000 yuan was spent on clothes, and Wang Yan, Song Zhiwen and Dou Liang spent more than half on their clothes alone.

After the pleasant shopping, night has quietly fallen, and it’s a good time to attack the snack street in the old city!

On the way to the snack street, Qi Ming called again. Wang Yan heard that he was doing "routine business", and after a few words of agreement, he handed over full authority to him.

.....

Luocheng Old Town Snack Street is also called Cross Old Street. It has been a gathering place for merchants since ancient times and has a history of more than a thousand years.

When we arrived at the snack street, the crowd was loose and there was no flow of people yet, but the vendors had already laid out the food.

Song Zhiwen's eyes immediately shone when she saw the dazzling array of food. She held Wang Yan's hand and kept walking through the crowd. She gave the impression that she was as happy as a fish swimming into a pond...

Wang Yan hurriedly turned around to greet the others: "Don't be polite, everyone! You can't finish your meal and walk around!"

One sentence makes sense!

In the end, I really brought back a lot of food.

They had been walking all day, and their legs were already on the verge of stiffness. Others were really not as interested as Song Zhiwen, like lively elves, constantly weaving in and out of the crowd in search of delicious food.

After walking for half an hour, several girls couldn't bear it anymore and found a stone bench where they could sit temporarily and rest while eating fried skewers.

Seeing that most people looked listless, Wang Weihang suggested taking the food back to the hotel, buying a few boxes of beer on the way, and having a small party.

This proposal was immediately recognized by everyone. The girls wanted to go back to rest early, and the boys wanted to go back to drink early.

At about eight o'clock, Wang Yan and others began to drive to the Peony Hotel.

After returning to the hotel, everyone crowded into the boys' suite and placed the food directly on the long table in the small conference room. As a result, the conference room was transformed into a temporary restaurant.

All four cases of beer were opened, and the opened bottles of beer were placed on the long table.

Wang Weihang picked up a bottle of beer and smiled at Wang Yan: "Thank you Mr. Wang for your warm hospitality. The boss will make a fortune this year!"

Wang Yan laughed and scolded: "You, say it again! My dad's name is Wang Dacai, how do you want me to make money?"

Only then did Wang Weihang remember that there was this bug, and he apologized and said with a smile: "I wish you lots of money this year!"

Wang Yan then smiled and drank a bottle of wine with him.

As soon as he put down the empty bottle, Dou Liang picked up another bottle and said with a smile: "Thank you Brother Yan for your generosity. I hope you will be generous again tomorrow! Come, let's drink a bottle too!"

Wang Yan laughed and then took another bottle.

After putting down the empty bottle, he quickly stopped Pan Yafei's next move and smiled at everyone: "I don't know what other people's purpose is for making money, but I know that I make money just to make myself happy and make my friends around me happy.

Although it’s weird, I am indeed such a person. Come on! Let’s do something together to celebrate that we are destined to know each other.”

These words did not contain any emotional skills, but everyone heard them full of emotion.

When I first met Wang Yan, I was disgusted by his arrogant and arrogant tone of voice. However, as time went by, I gradually ignored his cynical appearance and were attracted by his open-minded attitude towards life, kind heart and overwhelming loyalty.

, I am deeply impressed by my outstanding business vision and sense of justice!

Most of the people present had been favored or enlightened by Wang Yan, and it didn't matter how they got along with each other. But when Wang Yan said these words, everyone's hearts were dominated by the same thought.

But when I saw Wang Weihang holding up the wine bottle, there was a faint sparkle in his eyes, and I heard him say from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you for our acquaintance."

Then, Wu Chen, Pan Yafei, Liu Chengjin, and Dou Liang also picked up their wine bottles and shouted loudly: "Thanks for our acquaintance!"

The girls also had a surprisingly tacit understanding. Song Zhiwen, Liu Jianan, Tian Qingqing, Qi Xia, Gao Wen, even Wu Xin and Dong Xiaojie, who don't drink, picked up their glasses and shouted happily: "Thanks for meeting us!"

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ps: The extra chapter yesterday was to speed up the plot, and the extra chapter today is to express my gratitude.

Thanks to the big guys whose nicknames don’t exist, thank you for the generous reward, thank you for the big guys who silently recommended it, thank you for the genuine subscriptions, and also thank you for your persistence.

As the title says, thank you for meeting us!