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Chapter 1373 Qin Qian
"Hello, Chinese?"

Wang Yan turned his head and looked at the girl with long straight hair in front of him, and nodded as a response.

"Great."

The girl clapped her hands happily and spoke in Beijing dialect, "Hello, could you please change seats? I'm not very comfortable sitting here."

"No." Wang Yan smiled and shook his head.

"Hey, no, why are you like this?"

"What's going on? Is this what happens if I don't change seats with you? Is this what happens if I change seats with you?"

Looking at Wang Yan's smiling face, the girl became so angry that her teeth itched. Then she snorted and was about to sit down.

At this time, Wang Yan stood up with a smile: "I'm just teasing you, sit down, how can you not have this bit of manners?"

“No!”

"If you have ambition, you just can't help but be amused."

"Look at you, little brat, and you're teasing me? Let me tell you, this happens abroad, on a plane, otherwise watch out for your head." The girl clenched her fists and protested to Wang Yan.

"You sound so mature." Wang Yan said, "Looking at you, you're only two years older than me at most."

"Two years old isn't old? Do you know what a man is?"

Wang Yan said strangely: "Shouldn't I be the one asking you this? Do I know what it means to be a man?"

After three seconds of reaction, the girl understood what he meant. She stared at the hateful man in front of her with her big eyes and said in a gloomy tone, "Little boy, if you can't speak, just shut up and don't say these things to me."

She even put emphasis on the word "little", gnashing her teeth, with a cold gleam in her eyes, as if to say, "If you push me any further, I'll fuck you."

"Look, aren't you saying the same thing? You haven't tried it, so how do you know the size?"

"Are you being a hooligan?"

Having said this, the girl simply raised her hand and was about to slap him.

Unfortunately, Wang Yan grabbed her wrist halfway through the slap.

The girl was not willing to give up and raised her other hand to hit Wang Yan in the face. But Wang Yan caught her again and crossed her hands.

She was still unwilling to give in, so she stood up, bent her body and knelt, ready to give him a hard blow.

Wang Yan simply grabbed her wrist, spun her around, and brought her back to her seat.

The girl still refused to admit defeat and wanted to stand up and fight again. Wang Yan put a hand on her shoulder.

"I can't afford to play anymore." Wang Yan still smiled.

"You're awesome." The girl glared at him angrily but didn't stand up again.

"You're not bad. You're quite skilled. You've obviously been in a lot of fights. What a pity."

"What's a pity?"

"What a shame for such a pretty face. Why is she pretending to be a big shot by fighting in the streets?"

Wang Yan shook his head and looked at the glaring girl. He smiled and said, "Actually, I understand what you mean. Just now you said you knew what a man was. It's likely that there was such a little hooligan who had contact with you when you were young.

You feel free and unrestrained from this little gangster. He may tell you something and plan for the future, which makes you feel that he is ambitious and can achieve great things in the future.

I fooled you like this, and you followed the little hooligans and didn't learn your lesson. You got into fights every day, and you followed him with admiration on your face, and followed him wholeheartedly. You took off all your clothes and lay down, and promised to be together with him for the rest of his life."

"You are the gangster, your whole family is gangsters."

Seeing that Wang Yan smiled without saying anything, the girl's face became gloomy and ugly, but she didn't say anything.

So Wang Yan said nothing, took out a book from his bag and started reading.

The domestic flight attendant reminded us in both Chinese and English that the plane was about to take off and asked us to put away the small table and fasten our seat belts. After a while, the plane landed on the runway, accelerated and took off, and rushed into the sky.

Starting from Vancouver, ending in Shanghai...

"Hey."

The girl couldn't hold it in any longer, so she called out to Wang Yan. Seeing him looking over, she asked, "How did you know that? Do you know me?"

"Use your brain to analyze. It's such a simple thing. If you think I'm immature, then there must be someone you think is mature."

"Then how can you be sure that I only fought after I met him?"

"I don't understand your clothes and bag, but they look expensive to me. They must be worth 10,000 or 20,000 yuan in total, right? You should come from a good family. You may have been an outgoing girl before, but you probably weren't as wild as you are now."

"Couldn't he have bought it for me?"

"Do you believe it yourself? I guess you haven't known each other for long, only two or three years. In such a long time, even if he is capable and makes some money through illegal means, he would have a few hundred thousand. He is willing to buy it for you, and seeing how deeply in love you are, are you willing to wear it? I'm afraid you have to pay tribute to him."

"I admit that most of what you said is true. But I want to tell you that he is not a small gangster. He will definitely achieve great things."

"You're not a small-time gangster, but you're not much better than that. As for the career you mentioned, how big of an achievement can be called a career?"

"No, how can you be so argumentative? Are you that great?"

"Look, you just said I was awesome, and now you deny me again." Wang Yan raised his eyebrows with a smile, "Let's not talk about the size and length, let's not talk about the ability to make money. I can kill this little gangster with his self-righteous force with one hand."

"Go ahead and brag, and bully a weak woman like me."

"Oh, the big sister is still a weak woman? I have never seen anyone fight after just a few words."

"Who told you to speak inappropriately?"

"I can't be more serious."

"Alright, alright, why are you dithering about such a small matter? We can be considered as acquaintances who have not known each other for a long time. My name is Qin Qian, the Qin of the Great Qin, with a grass radical on top and a Xi (Xi) on the bottom."

"Wang Yan. The Yan that speaks."

"Then you really don't know how to talk." Qin Qian rolled her eyes at Wang Yan, "You've lost your reputation."

"You are really unforgiving with your words."

"If I can beat you, I won't spare you with my fists. Wait a minute..."

Qin Qian looked at Wang Yan suspiciously, "You don't want to pick me up, do you?"

"Is that so direct?"

"You admitted it?"

"You look good."

"Little brat, go and dream on."

Wang Yan laughed: "Everyone loves beauty."

"How old are you? Are you an adult?"

"Exactly eighteen."

"So what are you doing in Canada?"

"Travel." Seeing Qin Qian staring at him, "No need to look, I'm really poor. I can only buy a round-trip ticket. I live a miserable life."

"How long have you been here?"

"I came here after the college entrance examination. It's been two months."

Qin Qian asked in confusion: "Then how will you eat, drink and live?"

"It doesn't cost much. You know what backpackers do, they just walk around and stop."

"Just you?" Wang Yan nodded with a smile: "I don't have any relatives or friends here."

"Oh, you are so awesome and brave. You dare to walk around the streets in a foreign country by yourself? It's not peaceful here. There are gangs. They have guns and dare to kill people. I can see that you are not an honest person. You will definitely not suffer any loss. You are really thankful that you can go back."

"In fact, part of my food, accommodation and transportation money comes from them."

"Are you bragging?"

"Just say so."

This kind of talk is very annoying, and Qin Qian is a direct and impatient person. She asked uncertainly, "Really?"

of course it's true.

Wang Yan came here a month ago. He had a plane ticket in his hand that would take him out today. He didn't have anything to do, so he just strolled around and had fun.

He really didn't have much money. To put it bluntly, even if the gangs here didn't look for him, he would have to take the initiative to find the gangs, rob the rich and help the poor. He had to make his life comfortable first.

However, Wang Yan did not argue, just smiled and said nothing.

"No, why do you smile so creepily?"

"You think too much. My smile is so sincere and warm."

Qin Qian was speechless and asked, "You just said you took the college entrance examination. Which one did you take?"

"Your hometown, Peking University."

"I never thought you could get into such a good university."

"The big sister is always out fighting with little hooligans. She must be regretting not studying hard."

"Pah, I'm a genuine Canadian international student."

"You paid for a diploma? Who doesn't know that? And you're an international student, you can't even speak fluent English."

"Uh..." Qin Qian was embarrassed. It hurt a little. She changed the subject, "What major did you apply for?"

"I'm from the Academy of Fine Arts, a photographer."

"Don't you have no money? Art is very expensive, right?"

"It's not that old cameras are unusable, they are all the same. Domestic film is not expensive, so you won't spend too much money. You can work part-time at tourist attractions like the Forbidden City or the Old Summer Palace, where you can take pictures and make money."

……

"I don't know why, but I always feel like you're teasing me."

Wang Yan said with a smile: "Tell me how you feel."

"It's just a feeling. If you explain it clearly, can it still be called a feeling? Anyway, you don't give me the feeling of a poor person."

"I understand. When you are poor, you have low aspirations. For someone like you who is beautiful, has a good figure, and comes from a wealthy family, I wouldn't dare to talk to you, let alone want to... hook up with you, right?"

"That's about the same." Qin Qian felt a little embarrassed because that's what she thought.

"Do you know what poverty means?" Wang Yan said, "I am a man, so why should I be afraid of not having money? I am not eating your rice. Don't worry, when we go out to get a room, I will definitely not let you spend a penny, even if I sell everything I have, I will pay for it myself."

"Get lost, you're talking nonsense. You're such a nasty person. Stop saying such things all the time! If you keep saying these things, I'll really fight you."

After giving him a fierce glare, Qin Qian said, "Do you have any photos? Let me see how good you are at taking them."

Seeing Wang Yan stand up, she asked warily, "What are you doing?"

"Take the bag and show you the work of the photography artist."

"Then I won't watch it. It's too much trouble."

Wang Yan didn't respond, but asked Qin Qian to make way. He took out a large backpack from the luggage rack above and pulled out a stack of photos from it.

"Please get in." Wang Yan raised his head.

Qin Qian was stunned for a moment, but still sat down by the window.

Wang Yan sat down in the aisle outside and handed over the photo.

So Qin Qian took the photos and started looking at them one by one. While she was amazed, she also asked Wang Yan where he took the photos.

These photos were taken by Wang Yan himself, and they are of various types, including architecture, landscape, humanities, and documentary. Especially documentary, Wang Yan even took photos of gang gunfights and drug addicts shopping, which are true documentaries.

"I now really believe that those gang members gave you money. You are just short of grabbing their necks and taking pictures."

"That's not a nice thing to say, that's called candid photography!"

Qin Qian was overjoyed and laughed out loud: "But your photos are really good. Maybe you can become a photography artist in the future."

"That's a must." Wang Yan said bluntly.

Although there were some conflicts at the beginning, they became friendly as the conversation went on. At least now Qin Qian was no longer resistant, but instead was full of curiosity towards Wang Yan.

Then she knew that Wang Yan was born in a small city, his parents died early, he grew up under the care of the street, practiced martial arts, fought since childhood, and learned some medical skills from his grandfather. He was admitted to Peking University with excellent college entrance examination results, and used the bonus given by the city and the school to travel around and see what Canada was like in English books...

Such a tragic experience left Qin Qian speechless.

She stammered and only uttered a simple "I'm sorry."

Wang Yan waved his hand: "I'm used to it a long time ago. There's nothing to be embarrassed about. I'm also growing up healthily. I got into a good university, chose a major I like, I don't have to worry about food and drink, and I haven't become a hooligan."

"No, why are you never done?"

"Just tell me if it's true or not. I know that the little gangster is more noble in your heart, but that doesn't stop you from attacking your competitors."

"You, it's hopeless. Give up this idea. We won't see each other again after we get off the plane." Seeing Wang Yan raised his eyebrows at her, Qin Qian glared at him unhappily, "Hey, don't even think about asking for my phone number, and don't even think about asking where my home is. I definitely won't tell you. Keep your composure and don't play such a shameless trick. I'm telling you, it's useless! It won't work!"

"You are too narcissistic. What's the matter? I just asked you for the address? Are you shameless?" Wang Yan shook his head. "I admit that you are good-looking, but I am not that good."

"Hmph, you better be."

"I'm from a prestigious university, so how could there be fewer pretty girls in the university?"

"Then I wish your dream comes true~" Qin Qian also raised her eyebrows like Wang Yan, with a teasing look on her face.

"You're such a jerk. Aren't you mocking me for daydreaming?" Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, "But I'll take it as a compliment."

"I'm just praising you."

In this way, the two of them spent more than ten hours of the flight talking and laughing. When Qin Qian felt sleepy during the flight, she even rested her head on Wang Yan's shoulder.

But she is not as embarrassed as the heroine in the idol drama. Qin Qian doesn't care. She just has the experience of a little gangster. It's not a big deal.

After getting off the plane, Wang Yan, carrying a large backpack, stretched himself and asked, "Want to have dinner together?"

Qin Qian carried the small bag and gave Wang Yan a slightly charming look: "No need to talk."

"Then we'll meet again in Jianghu."

"Never again!"

"As for fate, who can tell? Let's go, beautiful."

Wang Yan laughed and left with his big backpack.

Qin Qian looked at Wang Yan's back and couldn't help laughing.

Although it was not pleasant at the beginning, as they got to know each other, she felt that Wang Yan was an interesting and mature person. If she had not seen his passport, she really would not have thought that Wang Yan was eighteen years old. She attributed this to Wang Yan's tragic life experience and not-so-easy upbringing.

After standing for a while, she stretched and walked to the other side.

She wanted to pick up her luggage, and Wang Yan's luggage was the big backpack, and they were going in different directions...

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