Chapter Seventy-Five: Covering the World

  "Hmm." Xiao Xiao heard Xie Zhan's words, although he often played alone in the basketball hoop and had a one-on-one match with Wang Zixun at the Supreme Club, but on a formal basketball court, he had never competed before.

  Recalling the electrifying basketball game, hot blood flowing, sweat splashing everywhere, loud shouting matches, desperate physical confrontations, muscles colliding. That scene was simply damn awesome.

  And what's more, there are so many people paying attention, countless little girls screaming for themselves.

  The little monster who loves this kind of scene can't give up such a lively opportunity.

  Swaying to this, a mysterious smile, sticking out his tongue and making a ghost face, suddenly standing up, bending his right leg, stepping on the chair and laughing: "This is giving me an opportunity to let me take revenge for our Nongda Bao, well, I'll definitely go. Oh yeah."

  His voice was originally loud, and with a excited roar, his voice was like a bell, stunning everyone around him.

  Everyone looked at him with raised eyes, and all kinds of eyes surged with a puzzled torrent, flashing brightly.

  "Damn it! You this demon, sit down." Xie Zhan stretched out his hand and pointed to the chair beside Xiao Xiao, indicating that he should calm down and not make a fuss.

  Xiao Xiao turned around and saw that everyone around him was staring at him, so he immediately flashed a smile and made an apologetic gesture.

  The people eating saw Xiao Xiao like this and were all puzzled about where such a monster came from, so they ignored him and continued their meal.

  Xie Zhan covered his handsome face, helplessly scolding Xiao Xiao: "Hurry up and eat, finish quickly and get out. Don't embarrass me here. I now think choosing you is the biggest mistake of my life. My prestige in the company has probably dropped to its lowest point because of your shout just now."

  "Haha." Xiao Xiao knew he was teasing and didn't get angry, deliberately adding food to his mouth while continuously smiling slyly at him.

  Xiao Xiao and Xie Zhan finished their meal at the restaurant. It was almost 1:30 pm, close to the time when they had to go to work at Zhuang Zun Group.

  Xie Zhan said that if he is on duty, he will follow the company's normal working hours. He informed Xiao Xiao to wait for Xie Zhan's call at any time. When the time comes, don't be late, and if you are late, you will be fined according to the contract, and the money will be deducted from your salary.

  Xiao Xiao had somewhat gotten used to his principles, nodded in agreement, and parted ways with him outside the restaurant. He went out of the building, found his bicycle, took out the key to unlock it, and rode his bicycle out of the Zhuang Zun Group.

  The gatekeeper saw Xiao Xiao's face flushed with excitement as he rode his bicycle out, and knew that the kid had encountered something good, so he gave him a smile.

  Xiao Xiao smiled back at him on horseback.

  Smile meets smile, the air is filled with positive energy, this world is really beautiful.

  He arrived at Chang Le Street, stopped the car and looked at the wide Chang Le Street. He didn't like to return to Nong Da by the original route. If he repeated the same road, there would be no freshness, and also lost the opportunity to understand this city again.

  He decided to search for a new route back.

  He looked at the map on his phone and planned another route back, but this one was a bit more out of the way. It seemed that he might have to go through some villages.

  It's okay to be out of the way, I can go anywhere by bike. By the way, take a look at the villages in Lao Tianjing and experience the local culture, which is also great.

  Xiao Xiao followed the GPS instructions on her mobile phone and rode along the newly planned route to Nongda.

  Started crossing a highway auxiliary road, along a national highway for about two hours, gradually, the distant imperial city mountain range can be vaguely seen.

  Oh! The mountain!

  The rustling sound of the awning, seeing the undulating mountain body of the Imperial City mountain range excited him, he grew up on the edge of the mountain, climbing is his favorite, as soon as he sees the mountain, he feels a sense of intimacy.

  He continued riding forward for a while and found that the streets were getting narrower, the surrounding buildings were gradually decreasing, and the tall trees were increasing.

  The hottest part of the day has passed, people have already woken up from their afternoon nap, sitting under a big tree, fanning themselves and chatting. Some are playing poker or mahjong in groups of three to five.

  This is where old Beijing people live.

  The rustling sound stopped, looked at the phone and found that I hadn't gone wrong, so continued to ride forward, passing a narrow road. Suddenly, a vast open space appeared in front of me, surrounded by tall trees with canopies like large green umbrellas, covering the entire open space.

  The bark of the big tree is wrinkled and dirty, its trunk is very thick, I'm afraid two people can't hug it. This tree has at least several decades of history.

  Next to the big tree, there are three or four tables, each with four wooden chairs. On the table, there are small plates of roasted melon seeds, a large water jug and tea bowls.

  A sign stood next to the table, written in red lacquer with a brush: Free tea and water, free melon seeds.

  The handwriting is quite ordinary.

  A few old men who were somewhat advanced in years sat by the table, drinking tea and cracking melon seeds, staring blankly at someone beside them.

  A man under twenty years old, with coarse and hard short hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a short nose, and a large mouth. He has the appearance of a loyal and determined hero from the green forest.

  He wore a coarse linen shirt with buttons down the front, revealing sturdy shoulders, and coarse linen shorts on his lower body. On his feet were a pair of old Tianjing-style black-faced white-soled cloth shoes. This outfit was cheap in price but rare in this fashionable metropolis of Tianjing, so that at first glance, one would think he had come from the Republic era.

  That young man had an iron plate in front of him. The diameter was one foot, the surface was rusty, but the middle was very smooth, showing a white iron color. This iron plate looked like it had been around for some years too.

  There is a metal plate inside with scattered coins and steel washers. If guessed correctly, it was the surrounding onlookers who rewarded him.

  The man fanned himself twice with a palm-leaf fan, took a sip of tea, put the fan on the table beside him, stood up, and bowed to the scattered people around him: "My surname is Gai, my name is Shi, I'm from the foot of Huangcheng Mountain, an old Beijing native. Now I'm 19 years old, didn't get into college, it's all in vain. No talent for making money, can't afford a luxury car, can't buy a big house."

  But we have to live on, especially when I have a 90-year-old grandfather at home who needs care. Let me show you two moves I learned when I was young, and let's have some fun here. If you're rich, sponsor a money game; if not, sponsor a personal game. Get me something to eat, kiddo.

  That man of great talent said something and bowed his hands to the people around him as he walked in a circle.

  "Damn! Gai Shi, what a freaking awesome name!" Xiao Xiao rode his bike to the outer circle and muttered, "Huh? Street performers? Street performers, damn, how can there still be such an occupation?" He thought about it and walked over to take a look at this guy named Gai Shi.

  Kai Shi glanced at everyone, feeling that the crowd had gathered enough, and said: "Next, I'll first perform a flying needle through glass for you all to whet your appetite. If you think it's good, stay and continue watching; if you don't think it's good, please leave directly."