I Don’t Want To Be Popular

Chen Chuan is 23 years old and graduated last year, but because he took 6 pieces of [Shou Yuan Guo], according to the theory of relativity, it is also counted as 17.

Chen Chuan drew paper to wipe his face.

Ye Zhilin handed over a pack of tissues and said: "Use mine, their fluorescent agent exceeds the standard."

"Thank you." Chen Chuan took a piece of paper and returned the rest to Ye Zhilin.

When wiping his face, Chen Chuan smiled: "It smells good."

"Chen Chuan, I like that [Qianlong Queen's Vase], I regret not fighting with you to the end, but I also feel that you are rich and powerful, I may not be able to fight you." Ye Zhilin said.

Chen Chuan looked at her sincerely, and said with a smile: "Although I was playing with it, the vase is really beautiful and it is very good for growing flowers."

"I presume to ask, can that vase be sold to me?" Ye Zhilin asked.

"How much do you pay?"

"I'll give you 69 too?" Ye Zhilin leaned on the edge of the sink, "690,000, all right?"

"69...I'm afraid it's not enough." Chen Chuan said, "If you like it, you can show it to you. If you sell it, then forget it."

"Then you arrange a time, I will go there and see." Ye Zhilin said.

Chen Chuan looked at his watch and pondered: "This Sunday, are you free?"

A passing woman, upon hearing these words, looked at Chen Chuan and then at the nearly 40-year-old Ye Damei, and cast a look at Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan was speechless: "What's the matter with that passerby? Give me a glance?"

Ye Zhilin smiled lowly: "Who knows, I'm free this Sunday. Where is your home, send me the address."

"It's a pity that I don't have a house in Yucheng, should I go to your place? Is it convenient for you?" Chen Chuan asked.

"Yes, then I will send you my home address." Ye Zhilin said, "That's OK, I'll go first."

Ye Zhilin smiled lightly and walked away gracefully.

Chen Chuan also followed her and walked outside.

When I got outside, I was hearing Hu Kaili and Chu Xiang bickering.

Hu Kaili smiled happily and said, "Oh, isn't this Young Master Chu who didn't lift up halfway through the afternoon?"

"The villain is determined." Chu Xiang chuckled lightly.

"Your grandma's birthday, don't you prepare a gift for your grandson? It's really unfilial." Hu Kaili said.

"You scold again?" Chu Xiang pointed at Hu Kaili.

"Your grandma's birthday, you have to be a grandson with all your filial piety. It's useless to be anxious and pale with me." Hu Kaili said.

Chu Xiang's expression was uncertain, looking at Hu Kaili, and then at the newcomer from Haiqin, Chen Chuan who came by.

Xiaolu and Cheng Fei followed Chen Chuan affectionately.

Chu Xiang looked at the two little girls again, their superb looks and figures made him look more.

Hu Kaili walked over, stood in front of Chu Xiang, and said with a smile: "Hey, do you dare to look at Brother Chen's sister? Be careful not to pull it out."

"Take a mouthful of Brother Chen, do you think you're holding your thigh? This is Yucheng, not Haiqin. What's more, I have friends in Haiqin, and I have never heard of this Chen Chuan. You still offered it. The mud bodhisattva is the real Buddha "Chu Xiang said.

"Whether it is a mud bodhisattva or a true Buddha, you will know in the future. Just to remind you, when you mention Brother Chen, be gentle." Hu Kaili said.

Chu Xiang walked aside, saw Gao Xuan, and waved to let Gao Xuan come over.

"What did you think about what I told you?" Chu Xiang asked.

This is what Chu Xiang planned. His grandmother had a birthday, and he had to take a reliable girl back. The more reliable, the better it would be for him. Those outside women in the super running club would definitely not work. But there is one person who is sure to do it, and that is Zhang Mengyue, a graduate student of the Civil and Commercial Law School. Whether it is appearance, figure, manners, temperament, double quotient is the best choice.

Chu Xiang patted Gao Xuan on the shoulder: "I'll tell you, in a few days my grandma's birthday, I want to take her back."

"Young Master Chu, you, you are not playing, are you serious?" Gao Xuan said.

Chu Xiang nodded: "I told you, I liked her at first glance, didn't you hear it?"

"Listen, I heard, what you said about the project..." Gao Xuan hesitated.

"Don't worry, I will do what I say. We are a mutually beneficial relationship. I will win the project for you. After you get up at your house, you will help me, and then I will help you again. We are brothers, right?" Chu Xiang said.

"Okay, then I'll call her." Gao Xuan took out his mobile phone, "I will tell her first, let her be your oil painting model for one day, if she agrees to go, you will tell her in person, and then I will tell her Break up."

"Fight." Chu Xiang sniffed, suddenly feeling nervous and expectant in his heart.

On the other side, Yucheng Vientiane City.

Zhang Mengyue and best friend Song Qingqing were shopping when they suddenly received a call.

"What? Feng Qingzhong was beaten? Is it serious, where is it?" Zhang Mengyue said in shock, "I'll go and take a look. Yingqin, don't cry, don't be afraid."

After hanging up the phone, my girlfriend asked, "What's the matter? Zhu Yingqin's call?"

My best friend also knows that Zhang Mengyue and Zhu Yingqin live in a graduate dormitory, and they have a good relationship on weekdays.

"Well, her boyfriend was beaten, let's go and see." Zhang Mengyue took her girlfriend by the hand and took a taxi outside and went straight to the Fifth Hospital.

Zhang Mengyue doesn't care about Feng Qingzhong.

But, after all, Feng Qingzhong introduced her to Chen Chuan.

Without Feng Qingzhong, there would be no three encounters between her and Chen Chuan, the dormitory, the riverbank car, and the Intercontinental Suite.

Arriving at the Fifth Hospital, Zhang Mengyue saw Feng Qingzhong lying on the hospital bed with a bandage wrapped around her head and getting a drip.

Feng Qingzhong was already asleep, and his girlfriend Zhu Yingqin was crying beside him.

Zhang Mengyue comforted Zhu Yingqin in the past.

The three people left the ward and went to the corridor.

Zhu Yingqin talked about the cause and effect, and said: "His boss paid 500,000 yuan for medical expenses."

"Is it serious?" Zhang Mengyue asked.

"Not serious, soft tissue contusion and skin trauma, a broken nose, a swollen face, no broken bones, and no concussion. But I heard that the man who beat Qingzhong was beaten badly by Chen Chuan. The bone was interrupted, his face was bloody, and finally he knelt down and begged for mercy, Chen Chuan's talents forgot." Zhu Yingqin said.

Song Qingqing commented: "That's okay! The medical expenses cost less than 5,000 yuan, and the remaining 495,000 are all commendations to Feng Qingzhong. Nearly 500,000, I can't save 500,000 in two years at work. Stop crying, just smile."

"Laugh at you!" Zhu Yingqin said with a blank eye.

While the three of them were talking, Zhang Mengyue's cell phone rang again.

"Gao Xuan? Take it." Song Qingqing looked at Mengyue's phone and said.

Zhang Mengyue took it, and turned to the side, "What? You let me go... You are so embarrassed to say it! What do you mean? Who do you think of me..."

Zhang Mengyue's voice was a little excited.

Zhu Yingqin and Song Qingqing looked at each other.

Zhang Mengyue hung up the phone and stood by the corridor window.

The two friends leaned over and asked concerned: "What's the matter, quarrel?"

Zhang Mengyue was shaking with anger while holding the phone.

"What's up, what did Gao Xuan tell you?" the two friends asked.

"This person is too much. I mentioned it to me more than once and asked me to be a model for a guy named Chu Xiang. I don't even know that person. What is this?" Zhang Mengyue said.

"Ah? Gao Xuan told you that? It's too much, divide it early." Zhu Yingqin said.

"I really want to share with him." Zhang Mengyue said.

Song Qingqing said: "Hey, Mengyue, you don't like other people anymore, just take the opportunity to score with Gao Xuan, right?"

"No, it has nothing to do with others." Zhang Mengyue said, "Besides, I don't like other people."

"No? Under the big tree, I see you are so proactive in asking for a kiss, you almost strip yourself off..." Song Qingqing said.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense!" Zhang Mengyue covered Song Qingqing's mouth.

...

Saturday, April 29, the seventh day of the fourth lunar month.

This is the fifth day that Chen Chuan came to Yucheng.

Counting the first four days, the schedule was pretty tight.

He arrived on the 25th and was entertained by Feng Qingzhong and met Zhang Mengyue.

On the 26th, I attended her master’s engagement banquet with Xiaolu. In the afternoon, he was free to have a meal with Feng Qingzhong. In the evening, he and Zhang Mengyue watched the scenery on the riverbank.

On the 27th, joined the SJT Supercar Club, and in the evening with Zhang Mengyue at the InterContinental Hotel.

On the 28th, Reventon was transported to participate in the club's unified activities and participate in the auction.

On the early morning of the 29th, Chen Chuan and Xiaolu said goodbye affectionately. Xiaolu accompanied Cheng Fei, and Cheng's father returned to Chengdu to collect the house and car.

Chen Chuan stayed in Yucheng by himself.

Chen Chuan turned off his mobile phone to save Feng Qingzhong, Hu Kaili and others always called him out to play.

He lay himself in the Westin hotel suite, looking at the gray sky outside.

Since it is 7 o'clock in the morning, the mountain city is foggy, so the sky looks a bit cloudy.

Xiaolu drove Bentley back to Rongcheng.

Now in Yucheng, there are three Chen Chuan cars here, GT2RS, Reventon and SVJ63. If Rafa comes in two days, it will be four cars!

Whether to buy a villa and leave the car in a few parking spaces is a problem.

To put it simply, where is the Rafa car going to drive?

Thinking about this question, Chen Chuan thought for a while and decided to ship Reventon and SVJ63 back to Chengdu first.

Rafa and GT2RS stay in Yucheng.

Lie on the bed until 7:30, got up and pulled out [Linchuan Si Meng] to play.

Suddenly, I realized that the wooden knife had become so heavy that it had miscalculated its weight and almost fell to the ground without holding it.

"Ding! [Linchuan Four Dreams] The third hundred days of warming up, the blade weight +200%, and the [Sweet Critical Strike] attribute is obtained."

"[Sweet Crit]: When hitting someone with this weapon, the person who is hit has a 1% chance to feel the inexplicable sweetness. PS: Only effective for people with a face value of 85 points or more."

An information prompt appears.

Chen Chuan forgot, and got [Linchuan Four Dreams] in the world. After the first hundred days of warming up, he felt useless and left it aside.

But back to reality, I picked it up again and started warming up. From October last year, November, December, and mid-January were the second hundred days.

Late January, February, March, and April are the third hundred days.

The scabbard evolved in the first hundred days.

The second hundred days gave 【Weapon Master】buff.

In the third hundred days, the weight has increased by 200%, and the "Sweet Crit" attribute has been added.

This attribute is too tasteless, it is used to beat people, and it makes the other person feel sweet? However, the probability of output is 1%, which is low and scary. Unless the output frequency is super fast, it is possible to trigger, otherwise it is a waste attribute.

Chen Chuan pinned his hopes on the fourth hundred days. If the period is not interrupted and the warmth is 12 hours a day, it should be obtained in early August.

The suite doorbell rang.

This is the housekeeper to deliver breakfast.

Therefore, Chen Chuan did not want to go out, so he asked the housekeeper to bring breakfast to the room.

When I opened the door, several waiters stood at the door and bowed to say hello, brought the food box in, took the restaurant to open, and filled the table, which is the characteristic of Yucheng breakfast.

The other waiters finished breakfast and left.

The young housekeeper smiled and asked, "Mr. Chen, do you need any more services?"

Chen Chuan was playing [Linchuan Four Dreams], thinking of [Sweet Crit], and seeing this young housekeeper's face value should be above 85 points, that is, a passerby-level beauty. Commonly known as 8 points female.

Chen Chuan said: "Make a small game, do you mind? Hit you with this, gently, and promise not to hurt..."

"Ah, this?" The butler looked back and checked that the door was not closed. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Okay, then I will close the door."

"You don't need to close the door, just click..."

"Good." The butler cocked PP.

Snapped!

Chen Chuan kicked up and hit it.

"Ah!" cried the butler.

"Uh, how does this feel, do you feel a hint of sweetness?" Chen Chuan asked.

"Sweet? Hmm...well, yes..." the butler blushed and said.

"To be honest." Chen Chuan said.

"No, it just hurts..." the butler whispered.

"Sorry, that, the day after tomorrow is the May 1st holiday, I will give you a 510 red envelope, apologize, and give me your code." Chen Chuan took out his cell phone.

The butler straightened up, smiled happily, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Chen, then you might as well give you 10 yuan."

"520? Okay..." Chen Chuan turned her over, which was considered a tip, although there is no such custom in China.

The butler received the big red envelope, and before leaving happily, he asked: "Mr. Chen, do you want to come again?"

"Okay." Chen Chuan picked up [Linchuan Four Dreams] and lightly hit.

Snapped!

"How does it feel, sweet?" Chen Chuan asked.

"Pain." The butler said.

"Okay, then you can go." Chen Chuan began to eat breakfast.

There is nothing to do today, so Chen Chuan slowly eats the oil tea while waiting for the table full of Yucheng night to go early.

After eating, turn on the TV in the dining room.

Little days are laid back and comfortable.

This whole day, he didn't contact anyone, so he was in the hotel, watched two movies, then went downstairs to eat hot pot, drove the GT2RS in the mountain city, and looked at the white legs on the pedestrian street.

The phone has not been turned on, this feeling of being hidden in the city is still interesting.

Meals, consumption, and snacks are all cash in the wallet.

Up and down on the mountain roads in Yucheng, the girls also go up and down every day, and they have all exercised. The legs are really beautiful.

In the evening, watch the car basking in the sun by the Jialing River~www.ltnovel.com~ to watch the sunset.

On the riverside, I can't help but think of the night of the river embankment of Zhang Daxiaohua.

Thinking of the night at the InterContinental Hotel.

Without a small umbrella that night, Chen Chuan asked "Do you like it?"

She was shy and silent, and Chen Chuan asked again later. Then she nodded and said "Like, like, like, like" many times...

Blowing the river breeze, watching the sunset above the river, the time unknowingly arrived at night.

I ate hot pot for dinner again.

During this period, I was a little impulsive and wanted to turn on the phone, because Feng Qingzhong would definitely contact him.

If Feng Qingzhong contacted him for dinner, what about Zhang Mengyue? Maybe she will invite, so will she come again? After all, she said it many times for the last time, although she overthrew it herself.

But in the end, Chen Chuan still didn't turn on the phone. Since it is on holiday, it must be a holiday.

After eating hot pot, went to watch a movie, and then went back to the hotel to sleep.

The next day is Sunday.

At eight o'clock in the morning, when Chen Chuan woke up, he received a call from Ye Zhilin.

"Mr. Chen, don't forget today's agreement, [Qianlong Queen's Vase]." Ye Zhilin's gentle voice came from the phone.

Chen Chuan looked at the date, and said with a smile: "Sister, can I just look at it? Actually, the things are already mine, what can I see?"

"Of course there is, you bring it. I also have a lot of collections in my house. Maybe after you come, if you see it, you may not exchange it with me. Do you boys like swords and other weapons for killing and killing? There are also many here. There are real war bows in the Qing Dynasty, with armors. In short, there are many collections. Come on." Ye Zhilin said.

"Okay. Then I... go to your house for lunch, or..."

"Of course I'm here for lunch. My sister won't even give you anything to eat. You come, there must be something you like here." Ye Zhilin said.