Shut up, I am really a pure love god of war!

Chapter 211 I'll take a loss and squeeze with Xiaoyuwan

Bai Yang glanced at her.

It's interesting. I guess it's just that.

It's just a place where a group of people who are still struggling for their ideals gather together. There are more than one such place in the imperial capital.

For example, the well-known Rock Village, where many bands lived before they became famous. In fact, it is just a run-down suburb where people of the same kind gather together.

Of course, he had never been to Songzhuang, so he naturally would not express his speculation and dampen everyone's expectations.

The train finally stopped and the passengers rushed to the door frantically as if running towards freedom. The four people carrying their luggage were caught up in the crowd and squeezed for several minutes before they finally reached the platform.

Everywhere I look, there are people.

Zeng Jianeng took a deep breath and said, "This is a big city."

Then he wrinkled his nose: "It smells like instant noodles."

"We've been on the train for so long, everyone has been spoiled." Bai Yang looked at the sign and took the lead: "Follow me."

"Let's go find the subway station?" Zeng Jianeng asked.

"No, just take a taxi." Bai Yang waved his hand arrogantly: "I'll pay for the fare!"

I have already squeezed on the train for such a long time, and it is really too much torture to squeeze into the subway and bus and change three trains. Although taking a taxi for such a long distance is quite expensive for students, it is really not worth mentioning for Bai Yang.

There's no need to make things difficult for yourself.

"Long live Baiyang!" Zeng Jianeng cheered excitedly to show his respect.

After finding the taxi stand and queuing for a taxi, the four of them were immediately in trouble.

How to sit.

"Juanjuan, please sit in the front." Bai Yang arranged directly, "I'll take the loss and squeeze in the back row."

"Are you sure you're at a disadvantage?" Zeng Jianeng looked suspicious.

"Of course, it's so crowded for three people to sit in the back row." Bai Yang said as a matter of course: "Do you want to sit in the middle or by the window?"

"In the middle?" The middle is the most uncomfortable position. Zeng Jianeng was embarrassed to be treated to a meal, and wanted to give way to the guests. But then he noticed Bai Yang glaring at him, and quickly changed his words: "It's better to sit by the window. I'm afraid I'll get carsick."

"If you get carsick, you should sit by the window." Bai Yang said very gentlemanly, "I don't get carsick, so I'll sit in the middle."

Then he looked at Chun Yuwan and found that the other person had been staring at him.

The expression is subtle.

"Ahem." Bai Yang said, "Get in the car!"

The taxi started and drove out of the underground, and the imperial capital appeared before everyone.

"Wow!" Zeng Jianeng exclaimed instinctively, and then added with disappointment: "There are no tall buildings as I imagined."

"This is a train station, not the city center." Bai Yang said absentmindedly.

The middle seat was indeed a bit crowded for his height, and next to him was Zeng Jianeng, so out of politeness he could only squeeze towards Chun Yuwan.

The two people were shoulder to shoulder, arm to arm, their warmth blending together.

Chun Yuwan pretended to be calm and looked out the window, but her whole body was tense.

Too close, too close!

There's nowhere to hide!

She was really afraid that the taxi driver would make another sharp turn or something, which would definitely embarrass her.

Fortunately, although the driver had excellent driving skills, he had no chance to make a sharp turn because the more he drove towards Guomao, the more cars there were and the traffic was extremely congested.

Zeng Jianeng, on the other hand, got what he wanted along the way, and kept exclaiming: "Wow, is that CCTV? It really looks like a pair of pants." "This building is so tall! I can't even see the top!"

"What kind of car is that! So cool!"

This livened up the atmosphere in the car, and the driver, acting on his professional instinct, began to chat rambling on and on, almost asking them questions with his half-baked Beijing accent.

After driving for more than an hour, the surrounding houses gradually became lower and there were fewer cars.

The four people got out of the taxi until it stopped in Songzhuang.

"Huh? That's it?"

Zeng Jianeng looked at the three-story buildings on both sides, the messy electric poles on the roadside, and the small shops with old house numbers.

"This is worse than going east. It feels like a small town."

"What else can we do? We're already on the edge of the city." Bai Yang said casually, then took out his cell phone and called Teacher Zeng.

"Have you arrived?" Teacher Zeng's surprised voice came from the phone: "I was just thinking about calling you to ask. Wait here, I'll have someone pick you up."

After waiting for a while, a man with a crew cut came out from an alley not far away, looked at the four people with distinctive features on the roadside, and waved.

Zeng Jianeng shrank his neck and whispered, "Why doesn't he look like a good person?"

"Didn't you read the studio's enrollment brochure before you came?" Bai Yang said helplessly, "This is Mr. Meng Jia, the studio's daily manager."

Of course, he doesn't look like a good person.

He has a buzz cut, is slightly chubby, has thick eyebrows, and looks quite fierce.

Bai Yang waved at the other party in a friendly manner and led everyone closer.

"Thank you for your hard work, students." Teacher Meng Jia smiled, and her whole temperament became kinder. "I should have gone to the train station to pick you up, but there are so many students enrolled recently that I am too busy."

"It doesn't matter. Songzhuang is easy to find." Bai Yang replied.

"You are the first person who said that Songzhuang is easy to find. Other students complained about the trouble of changing buses." Teacher Meng Jia said with a smile: "You are Bai Yang, right? Mr. Zeng mentioned you to me specifically."

"You should be Chun Yuwan. I heard that you have a great talent for color and come from a family with a lot of knowledge."

"And Chen Chen and Zeng Jianeng, welcome."

The fact that he could call out everyone's name one by one showed that he was really a teacher in the studio and, moreover, was a very attentive person.

Zeng Jianeng's defensiveness disappeared, and his usual liveliness came out: "Teacher Meng Jia, where is our studio? How many students are there?"

"It's not far, we'll be there in a few minutes." Teacher Meng Jia said, "It is estimated that there will be more than 30 people in this training camp."

Bai Yang nodded.

There aren't many people here, it can only be considered a small studio.

However, small studios have their advantages. At least they are not so noisy, and teachers can concentrate more.

After following Teacher Meng Jia for a few minutes, a large iron gate appeared in front of everyone. He opened the small door next to it and moved sideways.

Bai Yang looked inside curiously, and the first thing he saw was a yard, and then several two-story buildings.

It was probably a studio converted from a residential building.

I have seen several students wandering around in the yard.

"Is this where I'm going to live for the next eight months?" Zeng Jianeng said expectantly, "It feels like a small school."

“It has all the necessary living facilities.”

Teacher Meng Jia smiled and said, "Come in first, I'll register you."

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(End of this chapter)