Vol 3 Chapter 134: Unpleasant party

The coalition forces headed by the United States are singing triumphantly all the way in Afghanistan as if they are no one. According to the current progress, it is definitely something that can be expected to occupy Kabul this month and disintegrate the Taliban's rule in Afghanistan.し

However, the pain and changes that 9/11 brought to the entire American society are the good news on the battlefield in Afghanistan, which cannot be reversed.

Because of this tragedy, Stanford University, which was already honest and graceful, has cancelled many activities this semester.

However, in November, the school became a little restless, and various activities gradually increased. In the school’s stadium that can accommodate 85,000 people, the rugby team is training hard, and another one attracts everyone’s attention-including Feng The one with a fair eye is the cheerleader.

Their bodies are hot, they are dressed, and everyone's faces are princess-like pride and self-confidence-even if some people's looks are not very in line with the public's aesthetics, their figures, tusk, are very devilish.

Every time you see them, your mood will get better, and you will feel that the day is bluer, the trees are greener, and your life is better.

Huang Jingping is now showing her bosom, lying on a foldable beach chair, wearing a loose skirt and a big cashmere scarf outside, her face is full of brilliance completely different from those of cheerleaders, that is the brilliance of motherhood .

"Baby his dad," she greeted happily when Feng Yiping came over with the book.

"Sit down, I'll come," Feng Yiping leaned down, hugged her and kissed her, and put on the earplugs that were just released at the end of last month. Removed from her ears, "What kind of prenatal music. I don't think you can listen to it, as long as you are in a good mood,"

Huang Jingping was tired of hugging him, "I feel good when I see you,"

"You have to eat if you are in a good mood." Feng Yiping took the car incubator to the table. Take out the dishes one by one, "It's so delicious!" he boasted.

"Then finish it all," Huang Jingping was already moving.

Her belly is getting bigger, and her appetite is getting bigger. Although she eats smaller meals more often, she feels hungry every time she eats.

On Palm Avenue, Li Jialun, who was driving a Porsche, found a place to stop the car. Said to the female partner, "Go, come with me to meet a friend,"

It's about eating. Even if it’s a picnic outside, it’s actually quite private. No one will be happy if people who don’t know each other come over and interrupt.

Hearing someone calling his name, and seeing Li Jialun again, Feng Yiping stood up unhappy, "Hello. Anything?"

His first impression of Li Jialun was not very good, and he did not encounter many times later, which was worse than the nodding acquaintance.

"Yo, you are having a good life," Li Jialun said, looking at the dishes on the table, "Your girlfriend made this, it's really rare!"

Hearing this, the female companion he brought slapped him on the arm reluctantly.

"Hello," Huang Jingping also smiled and greeted him.

Seeing her figure, Li Jialun was a little surprised, "Please sit down,"

Seeing that Feng Yiping didn’t ask him to sit down according to the habit, or asked him to taste it politely, he also knew that he would have disturbed the two of them, "I have a small matter with you. After two days, it will be On the days when international students in the Bay Area gather, why not take your girlfriend to see you? It’s not a bad thing to know more friends."

This is actually his second invitation. However, most of the international students here are still thinking about how to integrate into the mainstream American society so that they can develop well in the future, and Feng Yiping has passed this stage early. There were a group of Americans around him, hoping to have a good development in the future, so he felt that he and those overseas students should have no common language. He refused the first invitation very simply.

However, both were invited for the second time, and it was not good to refuse again, "Okay, set the time and place, and you will inform me."

Just go and make a call at that time.

"Isn't Feng Yiping just in his early 20s? Why is he thinking about having children now? It was an accident?" As soon as he got back in the car, the female companion asked Li Jialun.

"If the accident is okay, I'm afraid it is planned to make a special trip to have an American child." Li Jialun glanced at the two people who were talking and laughing at the school picnic and said.

"No?" The female partner questioned, "Since Feng Yiping can write such a book, wouldn't he be in such a hurry to do such a thing?"

"Why not?" Li Jialun said with a smile, "People in the interior, sometimes they are too shrewd, haha, it's still too small," he shook his head.

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This time the party was in San Francisco, and it was a little far away. Thinking about it, there are not many topics to talk about. Feng Yiping cruelly left Huang Jingping aside, "Hey, sleep well at home, I'll be back soon."

As a result, he came back faster than expected.

The house for the gathering is pretty good, and the environment is good. You can see the Golden Gate Bridge from the courtyard. The owner is said to be a second-generation father whose identity is difficult to reveal. He is currently studying art at the City College of San Francisco.

Among so many prestigious schools in San Francisco, City College should be the best one to enter, because to put it bluntly, it is a public community college, a good place for a diploma.

According to the rules here, Feng Yiping brought a bottle of local California wine to his door. Li Jialun introduced him to more than 30 people attending the party very enthusiastically. "Feng Yiping, yes, you guessed it, he is the author of Blue Ocean Strategy. , Currently working as an exchange student in our business school,"

The party was also very American. Everyone was standing around the house with wine glasses, but the food provided included Chinese dishes such as Yangzhou fried rice and fried noodles.

"It turned out to be you, really amazing!" A few guys who might be the leader at first glance pulled him to the large French window in the living room and sat down. Looking out from here, you can also see the Golden Gate Bridge.

Although they are all Chinese, some of these people were born and raised in the United States, some across the Strait, and some from Hong Kong, and of course, like Feng Yiping, from the Mainland.

After a few words of greeting, everyone naturally turned the topic to the mainland. It's all about how good here and how bad the mainland is. It is called a lively and a wonderful one.

Feng Yiping listened to a few words, and really couldn't listen to it. The others were fine. He looked at the foreign student who came out of Shanghai a little angrily. Why did you say the same?

That buddy looked at Feng Yiping a little uncomfortably, what do you look at?

How boring!

Feng Yiping put down his wine glass, "I'm sorry, a few, thank you for your warm hospitality, I have to go back sooner if I have something at home."

Li Jialun was there talking endlessly about what to do in the mainland and how to change that. He has the style of ruling a big country like cooking small fresh food. Hearing Feng Yiping's words, he smiled and said, "Yes, you should go back earlier. You don’t know, classmate Yiping, not only among us, the first to be famous in the United States~www.wuxiaspot.com~, it must also be the first to be a father. His girlfriend is now pregnant. "

Everyone looked at Feng Yiping, the youngest person on the scene, and was a little surprised, but they all smiled and said to him, "Congratulations, congratulations!"

"Yiping, what do you think about these issues?"

"Yes, expert Feng, tell me your opinion,"

"I have no opinion," Feng Yiping really didn't want to talk nonsense with them.

"Don't, why don't you have any opinions? Or tell us to let us know one or two, you will not be charged!" Li Jialun smiled and grabbed him.

Well, this is what you want me to say.

"There is a saying in my hometown,'You don't have a backache while standing and talking'," Feng Yiping said.

As soon as this word came out, several people around changed their faces. (To be continued.)

ps: ps: The last day of the month, the end of the last month before the Spring Festival, I look forward to your enthusiastic vote!