Chapter 8

  Zuo Xiaolong said, "Look, how nice it sounds. She's singing the Three Hundred Tang Poems."

  The singing voice was getting closer and closer, and a girl rode past them on her scooter.

  Zuo Xiaolong said, "Look, how beautiful she is."

  Dashi took a closer look and said, "I know this woman."

  In a small place like this, if a woman stands out, she will definitely become famous after growing up. This fame doesn't need to be hyped by the news; it's spread through word of mouth, very practical. This girl can stimulate the secretion of hormones in local young people, giving them something to talk about until she leaves for bigger things. A true beauty always belongs to a big city, belongs to all humanity, and doesn't belong to you or me.

  Dashi looked at Dashi's face subconsciously after hearing "I know this woman," missing the chance to take a closer look. But Zuo Xiaolong still had the opportunity because Dashi's motorcycle was faster than the girl's scooter. Moreover, Zuo Xiaolong had heard so many sentences, which meant that the girl was driving very slowly. This allowed him to follow her and maintain his composure.

  Zuo Xiaolong followed her on Dashi's motorcycle, passed by the slow-moving scooter, and took a glance. The girl enjoyed this glance. Through this glance, Zuo Xiaolong also remembered who she was - Huang Yin, whom he had liked two years ago in the grand auditorium.