"He is said to still not have a girlfriend"

  Wang Kai Le smiled and nodded: "Makes sense."

  Huang Guangyao continued, "Actually, things aren't complicated. Those three people who came after us didn't use violence, they wouldn't dare to! Nor did they open their mouths wide, wanting more money from whom? They just asked me to pay 20,000 yuan. Don't glare at me, listen to me finish. The older woman said to me, 'If you want to save her, just pay the debt for her. 20,000 yuan! We'll get the money and leave immediately!' The three of them stood there with a sly smile on their faces. I knew the number she mentioned must be inflated, so I looked at Jin Hui Ping. Sure enough, she wiped away her tears and said to me, '5,000!' I swung the car keys in my hand, smiled and scanned the three people, saying softly but firmly, '5,000! Is it taking money and leaving or going to the police station's detention center?'"

  "Did you really give them money?"

  "I actually gave it to them. I wouldn't have given them a single penny originally, but I didn't want things to get too complicated. Do you know why?"

  "Fell in love with, no, took a liking to the young, beautiful, sexy and lovely Jin Hui-ping!"

  "Brilliant! From now on, you can be my full-time secretary. I'll pay you a salary that's definitely higher than what your work unit pays!"

  "Nonsense!"

  "Alright, I'm going to go see Jin Hui Ping now!"

  "Ah, Golden House, hidden beauty!"

  "What was I saying? I took pity on her and temporarily arranged for her to stay in a small, unassuming family-run inn..."

  "You little brat, I called you last night and you didn't answer. Then you said you were busy, was it because you were having a passionate time with Jin Hui Ping at the hotel?"

  "It's nothing."

  "Where are you?"

  "I'm at home now. My mom is feeling comfortable and has been keeping me company talking since after dinner!"

  "What time is it? Do you know what time it is? You can't keep chatting with mom till late at night, can you?"

  "What's wrong with you, kid? Why are you biting me so hard?"

  "I'm so jealous of you! I'm green with envy!"

  "Are you looking for that pretty woman who was laughing loudly and waving at us in Kaixin Pingpang Ball Hall?"

  "In vain, I like her, does she like me? She likes you instead!"

  Huang Guangyao looked at Wang Kailai and smiled meaningfully, saying: "Eat quickly and drink quickly!" He didn't say anything else, nor did he know what to say.

  After dinner, Huang Guangyao found an excuse to break up with Wang Kailai and immediately called Jin Huiping and said: "Have you eaten?" Jin Huiping said: "No!"

  "Wait for me, I'll be right there!"

  Huang Guangyao secretly laughed in his heart and didn't tell Wang Kailai the truth. Last night, after chatting with his mother at home until almost 10:30, he never slept at such an hour. Later, he made up a random excuse to leave the house and rushed straight to Jin Huiping's residence.

  Although she didn't fall asleep until dawn and only slept for a short while, the next morning, Bai Mengmeng still got up on schedule without sleeping in. Over the years, she had developed a habit of working and resting according to her schedule every day. In seasons like this, she usually gets up at 6:30, washes up, has breakfast, and it's around 7:30. She knew that if people develop the habit of sleeping in, there are more disadvantages than advantages. She knew that a philosopher said that one of the biggest mistakes in life is not sleeping when you should sleep and not getting up when you should get up. Comparing the two, the mistake of sleeping in is much greater than the mistake of staying up late.

  Being able to stick to my own schedule is also a lesson learned from past experiences. In college, for a period of time, I was influenced by two roommates and developed bad habits. When there were no classes or when attendance wasn't taken, we would sleep in until almost lunchtime, and in the afternoons, we would sleep until sunset. At night, we wouldn't feel tired, so we would either play cards, go online, or chat and stay up all night. This formed a vicious cycle.

  After graduation, Bai Mengmeng learned a lesson and set up a schedule to strictly follow. No matter how late she slept at night, she would get up on time in the morning. Otherwise, nothing could be done. She was able to persist in updating more than 5,000 words online every day, which had a great relationship with her not sleeping in.

  Before this, Bai Mengmeng had eaten breakfast and rested for a while before sitting in front of the computer to type. If it went smoothly, she could type out over a thousand words in about half an hour, not forced or copied from elsewhere, but the kind that felt good to her. However, today was no good. Her mind kept thinking about sunflowers and Huang Guangyao.

  Did Sunflower ask the owner of Happy Ping Pong Hall? Even if she asked about her own affairs as a big deal, what would be the result? Most importantly, does Huang Guangyao have a girlfriend? A series of questions made Bai Mengmeng entangled and uneasy.

  After all these years, I've never been so careful with a man like this before. Why? Because Huang Guangyao is the first man to make Bai Mengmeng's eyes light up and her heart skip a beat! Although everyone knows that it's hard to find a three-legged frog, two-legged men are everywhere! But what about men who can make women like them and fall in love with them? They're even harder to find! Even if they weren't rare, what's the probability of her meeting someone she likes and who also likes her back? Isn't it even lower?!

  Twenty-six-year-old Bai Mengmeng had long been open-minded. Her mother didn't know how many times she urged her. She said to her darling daughter: "The golden age for women to fall in love is between 18 and 22 years old; take a step back, between 20 and 24 years old. Beyond this age range, it's hard to find a good man!"

  Mom Hu Qinse is 54 years old, a music teacher at a junior high school, proficient in playing, singing and teaching. She has some reputation among her peers in Mingzhu City. After Dad's accidental death a few years ago, her health began to decline, making it difficult for her to complete her teaching tasks, so she had to choose to retire due to illness. The shadow of sorrow gradually faded with the passage of time. After recovering from her illness, she didn't idle around and was invited by various training classes at the Youth Palace and other places to teach. In order to stabilize and create a brand, she only taught students at the Youth Palace. Except for winter and summer vacations and double rest days, she is not busy on weekdays. If we talk about money, her income is much higher than her pension.

  For the coding job chosen by her daughter, Hu Qinsuo was initially opposed: a young and beautiful girl with a university degree, how can she stay at home every day, facing the computer and typing on the keyboard? Even if the money earned is not small, it's not good, isn't this closing off interpersonal relationships? Over time, who knows what will happen, maybe even personality and character will become distorted; after a period of time, she took an attitude of no big deal: as long as her daughter had something to do, that was fine; later on, she was even very happy: her dear daughter not only stayed safe at home but also did household chores in the gaps between coding, which reduced how many worries for the mother who was always busy outside!

  As for the money, a widow and an orphaned daughter, how much can they spend? Not counting the tens of thousands of yuan in condolence money received after her husband's unexpected death, Hu Qinshe's own salary and teaching income alone were enough to support two people, which was not a problem at all.

  For Bai Mengmeng, no matter what work or thing she does, it's still in the exploration stage. Being able to persist in writing for nearly two years, over 600 days and nights, is already quite good! Temperament training is one of the reasons why she doesn't go out much.

  Sunday is usually the busiest day for Mom. The young people who learn piano and singing from her at the youth palace line up! Sometimes she doesn't even have time to go home for lunch; For Bai Mengmeng, this kind of time is her most leisurely time. Lunch and dinner are basically eaten by herself. Due to the quietness in the house, as long as there is no need to go out, this day is also the day when she writes the most words.

  Today is an exception. From the beginning of being absent-minded to later developing into being vexed and distracted, in such a state, how can I code quickly? How can I write good text?

  Until 10 am, there was still no news from Sunflower. Bai Mengmeng even suspected that she didn't take her own affairs seriously. Alas, as a good friend and confidante, how could she put her own important matters at the back of her mind?

  She stared blankly at the time. She suddenly muttered to herself, if by half past ten, Sunflower that girl still hasn't called or messaged her, she would cut ties with her!

  Thinking of the two words "breaking off relations", Bai couldn't help but burst out laughing. If she really didn't interact with Sunflower anymore, who else could she play with? She had many classmates, but not many close relationships; she had many relatives and friends, but almost none that she often contacted!

  A philosopher once said: A life without friends is imperfect; a life without close friends is dull.

  An imperfect or grey life is not a life with white and hopeful prospects.

  The typing speed is extremely slow, less than twenty per minute! The input method of the extreme five strokes, in Bai Mengmeng's hands, has long been familiar. Sunflower also uses this method to type, but she is much worse! The two of them once tried together here, a normal 2,000-word article, with common words accounting for more than 70%, Bai Mengmeng clattered away without looking at the keyboard and finished in fifteen minutes, how many per minute? Over a hundred! And Sunflower? Not even a third done in twenty minutes! How many per minute? Only twenty or thirty!

  Sunflower sneered, "I'm not cut out for typing!" And with a sarcastic tone, she said to Bai Mengmeng, "What's your job? You're always typing away, even an idiot can increase their speed! What's my strong point? Do you know?" Bai Mengmeng looked at Sunflower's fair and clean face, which wasn't bad-looking either, but after thinking for a long time, she still couldn't figure out what her strong point was.

  It's only five minutes to ten thirty. The yellow light in front of her eyes appeared again, and his figure emerged. This extraordinary man had drilled into the depths of her heart! She was ashamed that she couldn't let go of him, but also secretly delighted that she finally had that inexplicable true feeling for a man.

  Bai Mengmeng knew that sunflowers were more outgoing than her.

  Sunflower has her own ideal restaurant, ideal public bath and ideal supermarket. Every day there are many gains, the boss is quite lucrative. Bai Mengmeng knows that the three visible, tangible and profitable stores are what she exchanged with her youth and wisdom. Her attitude towards men, although making Bai Mengmeng blush, also dares not to be promiscuous.

  At half past ten, there was still one minute left. Bai Mengmeng felt that the phone or message from Sunflower would arrive soon! Thinking that she had always been waiting for news or calls that made her happy, her mood of expectation and longing became more complicated, unknowingly becoming tense. Her beautiful eyes with clear eyelid creases and willow-like eyebrows stared at the second hand on the clock hanging on the wall opposite.

  The second hand ticked away with a loud ticking sound, and the white mist in her heart had an indescribable aftertaste that made her more and more restless...

  Only ten seconds away from 10:30, the disappointed part in her white eyes grew more and more. She didn't blame sunflowers, but felt that a sweet love life was still eighteen thousand miles away from her!

  What Bai Mengmeng didn't expect was that at 10:30 with only two seconds left, the phone in front of him rang! It was Xiangrikui's!

  The ringtone of the phone was not loud or soft, and it didn't have any difference from usual times. However, Bai Mengmeng felt an unusual resonance, which made her whole body tremble, and her heart almost couldn't bear it. At the same time, this call that she had been longing for all day also suddenly made her mood relax. Anyway, at least there was a first step!

  Bai Mengmeng picked up her phone and said loudly to the sunflower: "If you had called me two seconds later, do you know what would have happened?"

  Hú Qín Sè teaches singing at the Youth Palace, and most of her students are under 15 years old. However, what she didn't expect was that today a man older than her came: Huáng Dé Rùn.

  At first, looking at the name and age on the receipt handed over, Hu Qinse didn't take Huang Derun as a student. She thought this 56-year-old man was reporting for his grandson or granddaughter!

  There are two modes of teaching in the music classes that have been running for several years at the Youth Palace. One is group class, chorus style, one or two weeks to teach a song, monthly fee, 300 yuan per person per month; The other is individual teaching, also known as "one-to-one". Charged by times, each time 45 minutes, 100 yuan.

  In Hu Qin's impression, since she taught one-on-one in the youth palace, her students had never exceeded thirty years old. When a man named Huang Derun, aged fifty-six, appeared before her and confirmed that he was going to learn singing, she was a little surprised.

  Normally, no matter what kind of person, as long as they pay the required fees, teachers should take them seriously. Learning is boundless and there are no age restrictions. What about older people? Having a positive attitude towards learning is a good thing!

  The reason why Hu Qin Si stared at Huang De Run in a daze for a moment was that when she confirmed that the person in front of her was going to learn singing from herself, her eyes lit up and her heart moved!

  In Hu Qin's eyes, Huang Derun was a special man.

  Teachers who teach students to sing generally have a kind of innate feeling: the appearance, temperament, expression, and preferences of the students standing or sitting in front of them can be quickly captured by the teacher.

  Hú Qín Sè's intuition about the boy was more accurate than that of the girl, possibly because she is a woman. Her intuition about grown men was especially so. There was once a thirty-year-old man who came to her for singing lessons, but after only two classes, she tactfully sent him away. This was not only because he was tone deaf, but also because whenever he followed her in singing, his eyes would always sneak peeks at her chest and lower body while looking at her face. Later, from the side, it was learned that this man was a pervert who had manipulated countless women of different ages, and even thought to continue his warped perversion through singing lessons. Truly, the world is vast, with nothing strange or unheard of.

  It's been over five years since my husband passed away. When Huqin is idle or can't sleep, she often thinks of the trivial matters of her love with her husband. When she thinks of the emotional parts, tears flow uncontrollably. For a woman, 54 years old is neither young nor old. Physiologically normal women often think about men, and it's not only necessary but also essential to have passionate fantasies with men in their dreams. Why? Only women with normal estrogen secretion will have such thoughts. And the normality and continuity of estrogen are directly proportional to a woman's lifespan.

  To an outsider who didn't know her, Hu Qin's skin was fair and clean, her hair was shiny black, and she looked refreshing and elegant. Due to her early exposure to music, she had a strong artistic temperament, making her look like she was only around 40 years old, and it would be impossible to associate her with a 54-year-old woman.

  Hujin Ser's height is 1.64 meters, Huang Derun is half a head taller than her. He should be over 1.75 meters tall. This man, neither fat nor thin, has a solemn expression. When Hujin Ser looked at him closely, she found that he was different from ordinary men. He stared into her eyes without a hint of a smile. However, searching for the light in his pupils, she clearly saw his admiration and respect for her.

  This is normal, students are usually like this with teachers. However, the student in front of her, who was slightly older, caused a ripple in Hu Qin's heart.

  Without asking any questions or making small talk, Hu Qinser quietly looked into Huang Derun's eyes for a few seconds before letting him try singing the first two lines of a well-known red song.

  Huang Derun opened his mouth and sang. The song was so shocking that it shook Hu Qin Se's heart. After singing two sentences, Hu Qin Se smiled and said to Huang Derun: "Your tone color and sound quality are not bad, and your sense of rhythm is also very good! You sing so well, why do you still come to learn?" Huang Derun also smiled, a gentle smile, a subtle smile. He said: "Sorry, Teacher Huang, these two sentences are my strong points. The others are far from enough. I want to study vocal music with you for a period of time to fulfill my dream since childhood. Besides, our unit and classmates often hold various gatherings, many people will sing, and I also want to improve my level. And there is an important factor: singers can live longer!"

  "That makes sense! How did you think of coming here to learn?"

  "You teach well!"

  "How can I tell if I'm teaching well?"

  "Recommended by others."

  "Can you tell me who recommended you?"

  "Clear water reflects a clear mind."

  "Ah, it's her!"

  Bai Mengmeng's words had just come out when Sunflower burst into laughter on the other end of the phone, saying "What consequences?" Bai Mengmeng said: "Breaking off our friendship!"

  "Are you kidding me? I've already made several calls for your sake, bending over backwards, and you haven't even let me reimburse the phone bill yet!"

  "Really? Not bad! Tell me, Qiqi, how is it?"

  "What's going on?"

  "Golden light, so far away!"

  "He is said to still have no girlfriend."

  "Really?"

  "Of course! But a man like him is likely to be surrounded by women. On the surface, he doesn't have a girlfriend, but in reality... who knows?!"