The Young Urban Doctor

Yang Qingyin couldn't imagine that Luo Ziling dared to hold her shoulders when she took a group photo.

Instinctively wanted to break free, but the photo was already taken.

Luo Ziling also felt embarrassed, and quickly let go of her shoulders, and then jokingly ran over to grab the phone.

"Hey, it was so good," Luo Ziling was stunned when he saw this photo taken automatically.

In the photo, the two hugged each other very closely, and Yang Qingyin's slightly shy expression contained emotions that could not be expressed in words, which was even more exciting than taking a photo with a camera. And his appearance was smug in a smirk. The appearance of the two of them is like the first time when a young boy and girl hold hands for the first time in love, the man is very excited and shy, and the woman is shy with consternation, very innocent and vivid.

Yang Qingyin also ran to look at the photo, and was shocked when she saw the unusually vivid expressions of the two in the photo.

"I want to keep this photo forever," Luo Ziling was afraid that Yang Qingyin would delete the photo, so he quickly grabbed the phone and prepared to put it in his pocket.

"Let me see?" Yang Qingyin blushed and stretched out his hand to Luo Ziling, "Can you?"

Luo Ziling thought for a while, took out the phone and showed Yang Qingyin the picture.

Yang Qingyin took the phone, zoomed in on the photo, and after looking at it carefully for a while, a smile appeared on her face: "It was really good. Send me one later."

Luo Ziling was immediately very happy and promised: "No problem, I'll pass it to you now, in the original format!"

With that said, I opened WeChat and posted this photo.

Yang Qingyin’s mobile phone posted a WeChat notification tone, but she did not open it.

"Let's go, the front is the Xiyang Tower Scenic Area," Yang Qingyin adjusted the hair on his forehead and smiled at Luo Ziling.

The two continued to walk forward.

Soon I came to the Xiyanglou scenic spot, and the goal was the ruined wall that the Chinese are very familiar with.

"It's a pity," Luo Ziling sighed when he saw the real scene. "I've watched the TV of "Burning the Old Summer Palace". Such a beautiful garden was burnt on fire. It's really a pity."

"The fire actually burned not all the buildings inside. But the country was declining and could not withstand the invasion of foreign enemies. No matter how beautiful the homeland was, no one could defend it. After the Allied Forces of the Eight Nations, many people took advantage of the fire and looted the Old Summer Palace." Yang Qingyin said. The voice is also a bit heavy, "However, there are many magnificent buildings destroyed in history, most of which were destroyed by war. The Afang Palace of the Qin Dynasty, the Weiyang Palace of the Han Dynasty, and the Daming Palace of the Tang Dynasty. I think those buildings are definitely more than the Forbidden City. Beauty needs to be vigorous, but unfortunately it was all destroyed by war."

"The history textbooks say it was a peasant uprising, but the history books say it was bàoluàn." Speaking of historical events, Luo Ziling suddenly became interested and couldn't help but show off his knowledge to Yang Qingyin, "I think, no matter it is The uprising is still a bàoluàn, and the harm to human society cannot be estimated. The social turbulence has brought huge suffering to the people and set the society back for many years. The economy and population have gone through major turmoil. It will take decades or even hundreds of years to recover to the time before the turmoil. In fact, I personally think that whether it is an uprising or a bàoluàn, the consequences are social decline, not progress. Therefore, I do not agree with the current mainstream thinking, the peasant uprising. Promoting social progress, I think it has led to the decline of society, the mass disappearance of the population, the collapse of the economy, and the people’s livelihood."

"It seems to make some sense," Yang Qingyin nodded, "I also think that civil strife is sometimes more devastating than the invasion of foreign enemies, except for the Meng Yuan and Manchu invading the Central Plains."

"Yes," Luo Ziling agreed with Yang Qingyin's point of view, "The Anshi Rebellion caused more damage to the Tang Dynasty than the Turkic invasion. The Turfans occupied Chang'an, and the losses caused by the Anshi Rebellion were not as great. Li Zicheng, Zhang Xianzhong’s turmoil was the most fundamental reason for the destruction of Ming Dynasty and Huaxia’s death at the hands of foreign barbarians. Without these peasant uprisings, how could the Manchus enter the Pass?"

"We are like history students discussing historical issues," Yang Qingyin turned his head to look at Luo Ziling. "It seems that you are also very mixed and have different opinions from ordinary people."

"Senior elder sister, I'm a rich student and a talented person. My grandfather said that I am a learned man. You can't underestimate me!" Luo Ziling couldn't help boasting, "I will be called later. Talented Luo!"

Yang Qingyin laughed again: "Do men like to brag?"

"Okay, I admit it," when Yang Qingyin asked him, his big eyes looked at him without blinking, and he looked attentively. Luo Ziling felt very comfortable and did not deny it, "it should be Men like to show their best in front of women. This may be the instinct of male animals, only to attract the attention of animals of the opposite sex."

"It seems that you also have research on biology?" Yang Qingyin's face was curious.

"I just like nonsense, but I haven't studied anything." Luo Ziling said, lowering his voice and said mysteriously Yang Qingyin: "Tell you a secret, I didn't even graduate from elementary school."

Yang Qingyin naturally thought that Luo Ziling was just joking, and couldn't help but laugh, "You don't know, you haven't even gone to kindergarten?"

"Really," Luo Ziling turned his head embarrassedly, "I haven't studied in a day."

"School brother, you are too funny," Yang Qingyin smiled and trembled, "It looks like you are a genius who learns and grows by yourself, aren't you?"

"You can really say that," Luo Ziling nodded seriously again.

Yang Qingyin thought that Luo Ziling was deliberately teasing her, and smiled more and more happily: "It seems that I want to treat you more admirably."

Luo Ziling knew that Yang Qingyin didn't believe what he said, and didn't explain much. After smiling, he asked her to walk around again.

In the past, it was possible to walk inside the Xiyanglou scenic spot~www.wuxiaspot.com~ visitors could stand directly on the ruined walls, but now those ruins have been fenced off and can no longer go in.

When Yang Qingyin said about it, Luo Ziling was very sorry: "I still want to go in and take a photo with the remains of Dashuifa!"

"Let me take a picture for you," Yang Qingyin took out his phone and prepared to take pictures for Luo Ziling.

"Let’s take a picture together." After Yang Qingyin helped him take a photo, Luo Ziling took out his cell phone and summoned a man who looked at them from time to time and looked like a student. , "Brother, can you help us take a picture?"

"Okay," the man agreed without hesitation, and complimented Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin: "You guys are so good-looking. Are you acting in movies? Can you sign me later?"

"We are students, not actors," Luo Ziling quickly denied.

The man didn't seem to believe it, and looked at the two seriously, but in the end he didn't ask for an autograph.

"You two get closer. Brother, you put your arms around your girlfriend's shoulders or waist, so that you are close." The man who helped take the photo saw that the two of you were a little bit twisted and the movements were not very close, thinking that their relationship has not yet developed to that level. , So he was very enthusiastic to help them increase their relationship, and kept asking them to be closer and closer.

Both were very embarrassed, Yang Qingyin blushed rarely, but did not avoid it.

Luo Ziling was also very embarrassed, but also didn't explain anything to the man who took the picture. In the end, he was cruel and clung to Yang Qingyin's waist, letting her lean in his arms.