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    Update time: 2012-07-10 After slipping out of the back door of the hotel, Luo Ping quickly hailed a taxi and left Yanjiang Road.  The taxi passed through several remote alleys. Luo Ping finally confirmed that there was no tail behind the car, called Anhua back, and then asked the driver to drive in several circles, and finally returned to Jiangda safely.  Just when he walked into the door, the phone in the room rang. He looked at the wall clock on the wall. It was almost midnight. Could it be that Mr. Chen called back from the United States, where the time is exactly opposite to here?  "Hey, is it Mr. Chen?" "It's me!" Xu Yaojing's voice came from the receiver, and Luo Ping was furious. This guy really did what he said, and he really came for ward rounds.  After dealing with Xu Ting's nonsense, it was already close to one o'clock in the morning when Luo Ping took a shower and went to bed.  The next morning, while still sleeping, he heard a knock on the door downstairs, and then his cell phone rang three times in a row.  The call was from Xu Ting, saying that Du Wenfeng would come over this morning and asked him not to go out.  After answering the phone, Luo Ping went downstairs and saw that it was Du Wenfeng standing outside the door.  He was holding several painting tubes in his hands, and it seemed that he had taken on a lot of work these days.  Luo Ping left all the painting repair matters to Xu Ting to contact him. Today is the first time that he has sent a painting over.  Seeing that his forehead was covered with sweat, Luo Ping quickly opened the door and let him in.  "Mr. Du, do these need to be repaired?" Luo Ping counted and found that he had at least seven or eight painting tubes in his hand, ranging in size, piled on the coffee table like a hill.  "You are too polite, Ronaldinho, just call me Lao Du." It was still hot in Jiangcheng at the end of August, and Du Wenfeng was fat. After knocking on the door for half an hour, he was already sweating.  He wiped his sweat, opened the painting tube one by one, took out the paintings inside and said to Luo Ping, "These paintings belong to my old friends in the painting and calligraphy world. In order to make them believe that you can help them repair them, I spent a lot of time."  "It will take a little time." Luo Ping touched each one with his right hand. The grades of these fragments were not high, and the wealth in the red sandalwood chess pieces would be enough to repair them.  He nodded and said with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work, Brother Du. I will make sure to fix these as soon as possible. You can talk to your friends later." "That's right, that's the truth. Ronaldinho, you don't know.  , these guys regard these paintings as treasures. If it weren't for old friendship, they would really not take them out for repairs. They are afraid that the more they are repaired, the worse they will get It would be great if you could repair them as soon as possible.  . I believe that with your skills, they will be very satisfied after seeing the repaired painting." Luo Ping secretly shook his head. This Du Wenfeng always talks about business, how can he be an artist.  But in this day and age, only people like him can really get along.  After finally getting rid of Du Wenfeng, who wanted to watch him touch up his paintings, Luo Ping went to the school cafeteria to buy breakfast. After eating, he returned to the small building and spent more than an hour finishing all the paintings.  Seeing that the time was still around nine in the morning, Luo Ping decided to go to the dormitory to have a look.  School will start in a few days, and some of the students in the class must have come to school early.  As soon as I reached the bottom of the dormitory building, a man ran towards me. He was tall and had a fat head and big ears. As he ran, the fat all over his body flew up and down, and the floor was shaken by him.  "Damn, Luo Ping." The visitor hugged Luo Ping's neck and laughed and said, "How come you didn't contact me during the summer vacation? It's so boring." "Damn, you haven't contacted me either.  "This big fat man is Luo Ping's roommate, his brother on the upper bunk, Shang Hai.  Luo Ping lived in the school dormitory for one semester and then moved out. The main reason was because he was afraid that the canopy bed would be crushed by him, which would bring disaster to himself.  "Hehe, I went to South Korea during the summer vacation, so it's not very convenient for me to contact you." Shang Hai smiled very proudly and said a little show off.  His family is in Huangsha City, not far from Jiangcheng. His father is a government official and his mother owns a beauty salon with a good business. The family conditions are relatively good in their class.  "Damn, you're showing off your superiority! Do you want me to reduce the swelling in your fat body again?" Luo Ping opened his arm and looked at his thicker waist and said with disdain.  "Hehe, no, no." Shang Hai said flatteringly, "I brought you something from South Korea. If you are free now, I will get it to you." In fact, this time last year, Shang Hai was not so easy to talk to.  There are six people in a dormitory, Luo Ping is the fifth reporter, and Shang Hai is the sixth.  That morning, Luo Ping got his bedding, made it on the bed with his name on it, and went out to buy daily necessities.  An hour later, he came back and saw that all his bedding had been moved to the upper bunk and piled into a mess, andThe bunk was covered with someone else's bedding, and a fat man weighing at least two hundred pounds was lying on the bed.  After some negotiation, Shang Hai played with his mobile phone without even looking at him.  Luo Ping sneered, raised his foot and kicked him. Although Shang Hai was strong, he was no match for Luo Ping who was used to rough fights. He was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen in a few strokes, and he lay on the floor begging for mercy.  Since then, Shang Hai has been a little afraid of Luo Ping.  Later, he discovered that Luo Ping was indifferent to Xu Ting, the recognized queen of the class, and unexpectedly discovered that Xu Ting actually wanted to counterattack him, which shocked him.  Although his family runs a beauty salon and he is still a pure second-generation official, Shang Hai has not been popular with women since he was a child. When he saw this situation, he immediately regarded Luo Ping as a master of picking up girls. He wanted to steal from him and invited him every now and then.  He went out to eat and drink.  As a result, I didn¡¯t learn the skills to pick up girls, but the relationship between the two improved a lot.  Luo Ping was not interested in the things he brought back from Korea. Hearing that there were not many people in the dormitory, he didn't want to go up. Just as he was thinking about where to go next, Shang Hai suddenly pushed him and looked at the place in front of him with gleaming eyes.  He said, "Look, she's on time." Following his line of sight, Luo Ping saw a fiery red BMW car slowly driving over from the school gate. The car was not special, but the driver of the car was special.  , turned out to be a beautiful woman with long flowing hair.  She has fair skin, delicate facial features, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses, which makes her full of bookishness. She turns out to be an intellectual beauty.  Luo Ping had never seen her on campus before and couldn't help but be startled.  When the BMW passed in front of them, it slowly stopped. The black-framed beauty smiled at Luo Ping, "Classmate, which direction is the administration building?" The smile was sweet and the accent was soft and waxy, speaking standard Taiwanese Mandarin.  Luo Ping thought she was a Taiwanese girl, no wonder she hadn't seen her before.  Jiangcheng is no better than the coastal areas. There are very few Taiwanese students studying here. There are some Taiwanese-funded companies, but those Taiwanese only come to Jiangda when job fairs are held. They are rarely seen in normal times, let alone so beautiful.  Taiwanese girl.  "Go straight along this road. There is a three-way intersection in front of you. Turn right and walk straight for 500 meters to the administrative building." "Thank you!" The beauty thanked Luo Ping again and drove the BMW forward.  Drive away.  "Wow, Taiwanese compatriots!" Shang Hai shouted excitedly, attracting many disgusted eyes to him.  "Falled in? Then go and chase him. It's still too late to catch up now." Luo Ping glanced at him with disdain, ashamed to stand with him, and walked towards the school gate.  "Hey," Shang Hai trotted to catch up, "Then you teach me a few tricks first. I will thank you very much when I catch up with the Taiwanese beauty." Luo Ping was too lazy to pay attention to him, quickened his pace, and soon walked out of the school gate.  He didn¡¯t notice that not far behind him, two young people who didn¡¯t look like students were following closely behind them holding a photo.  School is about to start, and there are many students coming in and out of the school gate. The platform next to the gate is even more crowded with students waiting for the bus.  Luo Ping originally wanted to go to Pincixuan to ask Liu Qi when the competition in Ma Sanjia would be held. Seeing this situation, he retreated. After hesitating for a while, he decided to go back to school and read a book in the library.  Shang Hai followed him all the way, frothing at the mouth as he kept talking about what he had seen in Korea.  Luo Ping didn¡¯t even listen to what he was saying and quickly returned to school.  The two people who had been following them looked down at the photos in their hands when they passed by him, looked at each other, and nodded in unison.  The library is clean and cool. Luo Ping stayed here until sunset.  In the evening, he walked out of the library and prepared to go back to the small building.  When passing through a secluded tree-lined path, Luo Ping unexpectedly saw the Taiwanese beauty's red BMW parked in front of a small building not far from Mr. Chen's.  He glanced at it and continued on his way.  Unexpectedly, several people suddenly jumped out from the nearby woods and stopped in front of him.  "You are Luo Ping, come with us." Before he could react, two of them quickly stepped forward and held his arms.  Luo Ping struggled fiercely, but the two men were obviously experienced, powerful, and well coordinated. They immediately grabbed Luo Ping's arm and pushed him to the ground.  "Who are you and what do you want to do?" Luo Ping asked loudly, but these people remained silent. The remaining people quickly took out ropes and cloth, obviously trying to tie him up.  At this moment, a voice came from the side.  "What do you want to do?" It turned out to be a soft Taiwanese accent. ?ps: Another beauty appears.  If you are interested, you can design her in the dragon suite building.  Name, occupation are all fine, otherwise if I write my name tomorrow, I'm afraid some classmates won't like it, haha!
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