Chapter 195 Stubborn

All the performances were finished, and Li Wenqian retreated to the backstage.

The host said a few more words of thanks, and the 33 to 16 promotion match finally ended successfully.

Zhou Rui resisted the urge to rush backstage and shook hands with the two judges to express his gratitude.

Okay, very respectful, keep it up in the next few games.

Before leaving, he and Gan Yuan exchanged contact information.

This senior sister is good, maybe she will be useful in the future.

Then Zhou Rui ran to the backstage in a flash.

A pair of long legs swung up quickly.

From a distance, Li Wenqian was seen running out in small steps.

She jumped in small steps, and it was obvious that she was also very excited.

Zhou Rui smiled, and in Li Wenqian's panic expression, he directly lifted the little girl up.

Lift up high!

"Ah!"

Li Wenqian pressed down her skirt in panic.

Although she was also very happy, she was just happy. I don't know why Zhou Rui was so excited.

Just when Zhou Rui instinctively prepared to give Li Wenqian a hug.

"Ahem!"

Zhou Rui stopped stiffly and turned to look. Li Huihua stood not far away with a strange look on her face.

Hmm?

Zhou Rui put Li Wenqian down, tidied her clothes, and said in a deep voice:

"Well, I tested your weight and felt that you have lost weight. Eat more food and less fruit danpi. Did you hear me!"

"Eh? Auntie, you are here too. What a coincidence."

Li Huihua gave Zhou Rui an inexplicable smile.

Three points of warning, three points of encouragement, and four points of watching the fun.

Commonly known as auntie smile.

She has long stopped objecting to the two people's contact. It all depends on the development of the two young people.

It's just that as a mother, I stand aside. You have to pay attention to the height.

Zhou Rui said: "Auntie, let's go to have a meal together to celebrate the success of Li Wenqian's first stage!"

Li Huihua glanced at the two of them: "You two go, I'll come to see Qianqian's performance."

After that, she left gracefully.

Zhou Rui touched his nose and looked at Li Wenqian who was standing there frozen as if she was being punished.

"You sang really well. I was stunned watching you from below."

Li Wenqian finally recovered and nodded: "The feeling on stage is indeed different from that in the recording studio. It's just that the speakers and microphones are a little worse, and there is noise."

The two of them left the gymnasium and walked side by side on the night road of the campus.

"After all, it's held by the school, and it's a qualifying match. The finals should be better. I heard from my senior that there will be lighting technicians and big screens."

Li Wenqian jumped in front of Zhou Rui as if asking for praise, her skirt swaying slightly: "How is it, didn't you embarrass Teacher Arui?"

"Teacher Arui is now your fan, so what does Teacher Aqian want to eat now? Order whatever you want!"

"Then I want porridge!"

Zhou Rui smiled: "Let's go home and cook."

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"Zhang Xin! There's a single order on Fuxing Road, get there within 10 minutes."

"Okay, brother, I'll go now."

Zhang Xin put on a fluorescent vest, rode a folding bicycle, and headed towards the destination.

The night wind was a little cold, and the face could still bear it, but the hands were really biting. Every time he waited for a red light, he would blow on his hands and rub them.

Seven or eight minutes later, Zhang Xin arrived at his destination, "Junyue Haoting Business Club".

Looking at the exaggerated, palace-like golden door, Zhang Xin swallowed his saliva.

Especially when he looked inside from the gate, a series of beautiful figures made him feel embarrassed, so he simply turned his back to the gate and opened his phone.

After sending a text message to the customer, Zhang Xin was not in a hurry and opened QQ.

"Zhang Xin, let's have a drink together tonight!"

Zhang Xin thought about it and replied: "I'll go to the library tonight, you guys have a drink."

He didn't have to wait too long. From the gate behind him, several people carried a limp middle-aged man out.

"Where's the designated driver?

"Boss here! ”

Zhang Xin took the car keys skillfully and put the folding bike into the trunk.

He has been a designated driver for a month.

The reason is simple, lack of money.

During the "National Day" holiday, he went out to play with seven or eight classmates.

At first, he didn't know that his family background was very different from that of several people. They were all freshmen. They were superficially affectionate with each other, but they were not familiar with each other at all. They were all trying to find a suitable circle.

As a result, the three-day trip drained his living expenses for a month.

His strong self-esteem made him unwilling to show his weakness in front of his classmates, and even more unwilling to ask his family for money. He knew exactly how much his parents' salary was, and every dollar had to be spent. In particular, Zhang Xin felt that this way of spending exceeded the living expenses, which was too stupid, and he couldn't speak up.

Young people always Using the most immature way to maintain his self-esteem

He felt that he was a college student and should bear the consequences himself.

So after returning, he studied various ways to make money and finally chose to be a designated driver after class every day.

It does not conflict with classes at all, and the income is relatively generous. All you need to pay is sleep time and physical strength.

These days, designated drivers are all small platforms and small organizations. Someone calls to dispatch them, and they manage 20 to 30 people. The only trouble is that they need a deposit of 1,000 yuan, mainly to deposit the folding bicycle in their hands. They had to ask Song Bin to borrow some start-up capital.

Fortunately, when he got his salary this month, the first thing he did was to pay back the money.

It's just that he was embarrassed to tell anyone that he was doing the designated driver thing, including Song Bin who lent him the money.

He is a top student from a small town, with the expectations of his parents.

Although he is not shining enough in Shanghai, he still has his own stubbornness.

It's just that now he has encountered some debt problems again, and he still feels a little uneasy.

I hope that big brother from the past two days can be more trustworthy.

He took the driver's license test during the summer vacation. When he first started working as a driver, he didn't dare to drive too fast. He could drive a 10-minute road for half an hour. Now he's much better, and his driving skills have improved rapidly.

After sending the customer to the designated location, the customer's wife was wearing pajamas and waiting impatiently in the garage.

The money has been paid to the headquarters, and Zhang Xin will be fine as soon as the month is over. He took off the bicycle and rode out of the garage.

It has entered late night in Shanghai, and the temperature is getting colder.

Zhang Xin had the urge to simply go back to the dormitory so that it could be warmer, but thinking about his shriveled wallet again, he gave up.

Let's go to the hospital and have a look. I don't know if the big brother from the day before yesterday has recovered.

The main reason is that I am worried that the other party will not pay back the money.

All the way to Yangshupu Central Hospital, Zhang Xin locked the car while trembling.

It's getting colder and colder. Can I still work as a driver after winter? I heard that winter in Shanghai is extremely cold.

"Hello, I would like to ask, a man sent here the night before yesterday who drank too much and whose surname is Du, where is he?"

The nurse raised her head and glanced at him: "There are so many people named Du, but you don't know their full names?"

Zhang Xin panicked. He really didn't know his full name, but then he thought there was something else on him.

"I have a list here. I helped him advance 4,000 yuan in medical expenses. Can I find it through this?"

The nurse took one look and said, "Room 1404."

Zhang Xin breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't run away. 4,000 yuan was not a small amount. He had all his living expenses, plus the balance of the driver's salary, and asked Zhou Rui to borrow 2,000 yuan.

In order not to reveal that he was a driver, he even lied to Zhou Rui. He wanted to get it back quickly so that he could pay it back to Zhou Rui.

Speaking of which, that guest was a bit strange. He was so drunk that he couldn't help himself, but he refused to call the police.

Following the street signs, Zhang Xin arrived at Ward 1404.

A man in his 40s, slightly plump and with short hair was reading a newspaper and looked up at Zhang Xin.

Although he didn't know Zhang Xin, the fluorescent light on the other party clearly indicated his identity as a driver.

"Young man, you sent me here?"

Zhang Xin nodded: "Brother, are you okay? It's good that you are fine. Your face turned pale at that time."

The short-haired man also had a frightened expression on his face: "Forget about alcohol poisoning, those beasts, you paid for my medical expenses?"

Zhang Xin nodded quickly, just for this reason.

That night, this man was carried into a car by his friends. He had no wallet, no mobile phone, no ID card, and he was not allowed to call the police. When he came to the hospital, he asked for nothing. Zhang Xin felt relieved and paid a sum of medical expenses in advance.

Well, on the one hand, he is soft-hearted, and on the other hand, because the elder brother drives a Lincoln, he feels that there is a high probability that he can get the money back.

The short-haired man looked at Zhang Xin's youthful look and asked curiously: "Are you a college student?"

Zhang Xin nodded.

"Then why do you want to be a chauffeur?"

Zhang Xin thought, could it still be for the dream of music? Of course it's to make money, but I don't want to say anything more.

The short-haired man felt that Zhang Xin didn't want to talk anymore, so he smiled casually, took out an object from behind, and threw it directly to Zhang Xin.

Zhang Xin subconsciously caught it. It was very heavy and felt strange in his hand.

When I looked down, I saw a stack of hundred-dollar bills tied up.

Although I haven't counted it, it is obviously more than 4,000.

“Isn’t this much”

Before he finished speaking, another pile was thrown at him.

Two bricks of banknotes, very heavy and heavy on the hand.

Zhang Xin swallowed.