What to do if everyone treats you as a scumbag

"No, I'll delete it when I get back!" Lu Ruorong said proudly.

As a result, Chen Zihan scratched his nose.

After Chen Zihan scraped Lu Ruorong's nose, he ran away, and Lu Ruorong chased after him.

After taking a lot of effort to catch Chen Zihan, she stretched out her small fist and beat him a few times, and Chen Zihan deliberately yelled and begged for mercy.

Lu Ruorong was blushed by him, afraid of being laughed at by others, so she dragged him away quickly.

After turning around on Gemstone Mountain, the two headed towards Geling.

But instead of going to Laohe Mountain, we went down the mountain from that direction.

After a simple lunch, we took a boat from Yuefen Wharf to Xiaoyingzhou and Huxinting. After wandering around these two small islands for a few hours, we disembarked at Huagang Guanyu Wharf.

After strolling around Huagang Guanyu and Prince Bay Park, it was time for dinner.

During the whole play process, Lu Ruorong was in high spirits.

In fact, she has been to these places.

But for many people, the most important thing when traveling is not the place to play, but the people around them.

Playing with Chen Zihan, she didn't worry about being unhappy at all.

In front of him, she could play with her temper, and Chen Zihan would cooperate with her tacitly.

This feeling is really great. She smiles more in one day than in the past month combined.

When leaving Prince Bay Park, Chen Zihan proposed to have dinner.

"Go to Yangmo flavor near our school, or find a place to eat here?" Lu Ruorong asked Chen Zihan's opinion.

Chen Zihan said with a smile: "Although I really want you to invite me to Yangmoweiwei for dinner, we still don't bother to go on an expedition. I remember that there are many farm snacks with a good environment near Longjing. How about we go there?"

Lu Ruorong agreed without hesitation.

The two took a taxi and headed towards Longjing.

Near Longjing Village on Sunday night, there were not as many tourists as expected.

Many people have already returned home after visiting the West Lake.

If it was yesterday, the number of tourists here is still very impressive.

The two successfully asked for a seat in a restaurant with a good reputation, and Chen Zihan asked Lu Ruorong to order.

Lu Ruorong was not too polite, and ordered West Lake Vinegar Fish, Kung Pao Chicken, Stir-fried Spinach, a Brasenia Soup, and a Dongpo Pork.

Dongpo pork is for Chen Zihan.

Seeing that Lu Ruorong only ordered three simple dishes and one soup, Chen Zihan couldn't help but looked at her in surprise.

"Do you want to order a few more dishes?"

"Just enough to eat, don't waste it!" Lu Ruorong smiled, "If it's not enough for a while, just add more."

"Okay!" Chen Zihan agreed, and then asked Lu Ruorong, "Do you want some beer?"

"If you want to drink, I'll drink some with you!"

"Well, let's each have a bottle of beer. After a tiring day, drinking some beer should feel good."

Lu Ruorong did not refuse.

After running all day, Lu Ruorong was a little tired.

However, she didn't do anything to lose her image in front of Chen Zihan. She just complained to Chen Zihan while waiting for the food, saying that her legs were sore today, and if she didn't sleep well at night, Chen Zihan would have to make up for her.

"Why don't you pinch it for me later?" Chen Zihan suggested, and said that his mother is a very skilled Chinese medicine practitioner, and that the grandfather's family has been practicing traditional Chinese medicine for several generations.

"I have learned a lot of kneading techniques, if you are willing to try, I will help you knead!"

"Let's forget it!" She was a little embarrassed.

After running for a day, Lu Ruorong's skin became more radiant, rosy and very beautiful.

When Chen Zihan said this, he looked at her with a smile, and she blushed slightly.

This shyness added to her charm.

If it wasn't for the waiter to serve the food, Chen Zihan would have been staring at her.

Although Lu Ruorong was embarrassed by Chen Zihan, she was very proud of it.

After the Dongpo meat came up, Chen Zihan picked some lean meat for Lu Ruorong.

Lu Ruorong was not polite, but asked Chen Zihan curiously: "Do you like fat food?"

"I like to eat meat, and I don't like meat. People who like to eat meat hate meat, and it will get stuck between their teeth. Fat meat is my favorite!"

"So you threw me something you didn't like!" Lu Ruorong picked up a piece of lean meat and looked at Chen Zihan dissatisfied, "Aren't you too bad?"

"You must not understand it in this way. The stewed meat is very bad, and the lean meat is also delicious. But you don't like fatty meat, so you can choose what you like!" Chen Zihan picked up a little fat meat and handed it to Lu Ruorong In front of him, "Why don't you try it too?"

"I don't want it!" Lu Ruorong turned her face away, "Never eat fat meat!"

Chen Zihan stuffed a piece of fatty meat into his mouth and ate it with great enjoyment: "This meat is not bad, but the most authentic Dongpo pork I have ever tasted is from Qiantang Restaurant and Louwailou." , I can eat two in one sitting. Someday I will take you to try it!"

Lu Ruorong pursed her lips and smiled, and said softly, "The consumption in these two places is quite high, aren't you afraid that you will go bankrupt?"

"As long as the beauty smiles, why not go bankrupt?" Chen Zihan smiled brightly.

Lu Ruorong stared at his face for a while, then lowered her eyes, "You are so hateful!"

Her infinite style made Chen Zihan suddenly think of Xu Zhimo's poem: "The most is the gentleness of bowing your head!"

Chen Zihan stared at her sparkling long eyelashes for a while, then laughed: "After playing with you for a day, I treated you to delicious food, and still said I hate it. No wonder many seniors said, The heart of a woman, the needle in the sea, is really elusive."

Lu Ruorong raised his eyes, looked at Chen Zihan for a while, wanted to say something but finally didn't say it.

After dinner, the two took a taxi to leave the place to eat, but they didn't go back immediately. Instead, they got off at the Xiling Bridge and prepared to walk across the Gushan and Baidi to the Broken Bridge.

After getting off the car, Chen Zihan grabbed Lu Ruorong's hand naturally.

After Lu Ruorong struggled for a while, she let him lead her.

"I came to Zhijiang University to study, in fact, it is largely because of this lake!" Chen Zihan pointed to the lake in the dark night, and said with a little emotion: "I'm still thinking, if I can buy a house by the West Lake in the future, I can sleep on my pillow. How wonderful it would be to fall asleep with the sound of the waves and see the lake and mountains as soon as you open your eyes!"

"Actually, I volunteered to fill in Zhijiang University for the college entrance examination. Many reasons are also because I like Qiantang. Qiantang, which is half a city and half a lake, is the most beautiful city in my mind. When I first came with my parents, I was only 13 years old. As soon as I saw West Lake, I fell in love with it." Lu Ruorong looked sideways at Chen Zihan with a bright smile, "So, when I was in college, I came here."

"Unfortunately, we didn't meet by the West Lake, but on Huangshan Mountain! Otherwise, the West Lake would be more beautiful in our minds."

"Why didn't we meet?" Lu Ruorong looked at Chen Zihan with a half-smile, "Didn't we meet by the lake that day?"

"Anyway, all my life I remember that you bumped into me three times!" Chen Zihan stretched out three fingers, "It's only three things, I should bump into you in the future!"

"You are so stingy!" Lu Ruorong smiled brighter.

After the two walked hand in hand for a while, Chen Zihan suddenly thought of an idea.

"How about we play a game? An intelligence test. The loser has to promise the other party one thing. Do you dare to compete?"

"what game?"

Chapter 083 I lost

Chen Zihan didn't answer right away, but asked Lu Ruorong: "What do you like most about West Lake?"

Lu Ruorong thought for a while before answering: "The city and nature are completely integrated, and there are countless historical legends that are soul-stirring."

"Yeah, just because there are so many fascinating things, countless people in history have never forgotten the West Lake!"

"What game do you want to play with me?" Lu Ruorong was still a little puzzled, "Don't whet my appetite!"

Chen Zihan stopped and pointed to the Jindai Bridge not far away, "Let's take West Lake as the theme and see who can recite the most poems related to West Lake. If you recite one poem, you can take a step forward. Whoever goes first Whoever reaches the Jintai Bridge will win."

"Who is afraid of whom?" Lu Ruorong suddenly became interested, "I will definitely win. If I win, will you promise me something?"

"If you think there is a better bet, then you can mention it too!"

Lu Ruorong bit her lip and looked at Chen Zihan: "Then this bet, the loser agrees to one thing. If you lose, I want you to do one thing; if I lose, you can also ask me to do one thing."

Chen Zihan reminded: "It's done, it doesn't matter what it is!"

"Yes!" Lu Ruorong still agreed.

The two decide who goes first with rock-paper-scissors.

As a result, Chen Zihan produced scissors, and Lu Ruorong produced cloth.

Chen Zihan came first.

He started with Yang Wanli's masterpiece: "After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is not the same as that of four seasons."

After reading it, take a big step.

"In the north of Gushan Temple and west of Jiating, the water surface is at first level, the clouds are low, the feet are low, the favorite lake is insufficient to travel east, and the white sand embankment is in the shade of green poplars." Lu Ruorong also took a step forward, and stood with Chen Zihan.

"...I want to compare West Lake to Xizi..." Chen Zihan took another step.

"Outside the mountain, the green hill, the building, the building, when will the West Lake dance stop?" Lu Ruorong stood side by side with Chen Zihan again, and looked at Chen Zihan provocatively.

"After Qunfang, the West Lake is good, and it's a mess." Chen Zihan had just opened his mouth when he was interrupted by Lu Ruorong.

"This is a poem written by Ouyang Xiu for Yingzhou West Lake, not Qiantang West Lake, so it doesn't count."

"Okay!" Chen Zihan thought it was indeed the case, and quickly thought of another poem.

"The southeast is well-shaped, the three Wu cities are metropolises, and Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times." Chen Zihan thought of Liu Sanbian's masterpiece Wang Haichao, and took another step forward.

"I didn't get rid of Hangzhou, half of my stay was in this lake," Lu Ruorong followed Chen Zihan's footsteps up.

It was Chen Zihan's turn. After thinking for a while, he read: "I met West Lake in my dream, but when I woke up, it was blurry."

Seeing that Chen Zihan had thought about it for a long time, Lu Ruorong refused to comply: "There is a rule to add, it must be recited within ten seconds, otherwise it will not be counted."

Chen Zihan looked depressed: "Isn't there no time to think?"

"If you think about next year, don't I have to wait until next year?"

"Okay!" Chen Zihan could only agree, but still teased: "It's not bad to wait until next year, and it's okay to wait until the end of time."

"..." Lu Ruorong's pretty face burned slightly.

"I also borrowed West Lake Grass with last year's people"

"Chang Ji used to work hand in hand, a thousand trees pressed down, and the West Lake was cold and green"

After walking a dozen steps, the two were still standing side by side, but Chen Zihan was already sweating on his forehead.

"The sky is beautiful, the water is beautiful and the West Lake is beautiful, and the clouds and things are fresh"

After Lu Ruorong read another poem, she stood next to Chen Zihan again.

Chen Zihan couldn't think of any other poems about West Lake.

"The spring shirt is still the same, Xiaoman's needlework, once wet in the rain on the West Lake"

Lu Ruorong surpassed Chen Zihan.

"I want to report this intention to Fengyue of the West Lake with the back of the oar"

"The West Lake is beautiful in the setting sun, Huawu Pingting"

Lu Ruorong had already left Chen Zihan behind for a long time.

Looking at Lu Ruorong who was getting further and further away from him, Chen Zihan opened his mouth wide in surprise.

Really underestimated this woman.

He originally thought that after watching many Chinese Poetry Conferences in later generations, he had participated in the program because of his experience of aiding foreign countries, he had joined the hundred-member team and almost succeeded in the competition, he would be able to beat Lu Ruorong no matter what.

Unexpectedly, the end result was that he dug a hole and buried himself.

However, seeing Lu Ruorong's excited face, he felt that today's game was really well thought out.

He didn't think about the poems related to the West Lake any more, but quietly looked at Lu Ruorong who was away from him.

Lu Ruorong was still reciting poems one after another, because she was far away, afraid that Chen Zihan would not be able to hear her, so she put her hands together and shouted.

In the dim night, Lu Ruorong's fluttering long hair and slim jumping figure made Chen Zihan's heart beat faster.

People passing by stood there and watched curiously.

But Lu Ruorong ignored it, she was completely immersed in the game.