Urban carefree master

After having a warm breakfast with Zhang Weiwei, ye Bufan turns back to the dormitory and opens the door to see that there is a person in the room.

"Ye, did you go to exercise?" Seeing ye Bufan's appearance, the man was a little surprised and said, you know, after living in this dormitory for several months, ye Bufan gave people the impression that he would never go to exercise.

"Basten, you're not out all night, are you?" Ye Bufan looked at the roommate who was the only one who could speak in the dormitory and asked in surprise.

"Hey, you know my character. How charming and lonely are the girls in the nightclub. How can I be worthy of my title of love Saint if I don't comfort their injured hearts?" Basten said with a smart smile.

Basten is a Dutchman with a very standard figure and a handsome appearance. Coupled with his eloquence, he can really be called a woman killer. He is also known as a big and small killer. Whether it's a teenage girl or a young woman in her twenties or thirties, he can basically handle it.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, it is difficult to see him in the dormitory. Only when he is tired of playing, will he come back occasionally.

Because of this, he also makes other people in the dormitory very jealous, because whenever there is a beautiful woman, he will be the first to rush up and use his three inch tongue to block other people's chance to pick up a girl.

No way, who let him be a woman's nemesis!

However, the relationship between ye Bufan and him is much better. The reason is that ye Bufan never goes to pick up girls, and he will not be envious of his female fate. Both of them are foreigners, and both of them have a sense of loneliness in a foreign land.

"By the way, didn't you hear what I said just now? Why did you go to exercise today?" Basten asked again.

"That's because my body is much better and I can do strenuous exercise. And you know, this body is capital. If I don't exercise better, I'll be miserable in the future. " Ye Bufan said with a smile.

"It's true that I've been exercising less recently, and I'm a little bit weak. I'll learn from you and do more exercise in the future." Basten said with the same feeling that he had been fooling around with women more and more outside, and his body felt a bit unbearable.

"Well, we'll run and play together after that, ha ha!" Ye Bufan laughs.

"I don't like basketball. Our favorite sport in Holland is football. I also think that only playing football can best show the charm of men." Basten said with pride.

"Football, in fact, I don't know how to play. If I have a chance in the future, I have to learn it to avoid being bullied." Ye Bufan said with deep feeling.

Today's experience has made him deeply realize that he must master as many things as possible in order not to be looked down upon by foreigners.

There were four people in the dormitory, but no one came back except ye Bufan and Basten. The other two people didn't know what to do. In Basten's words, whatever, they always looked down on foreigners.

Ye Bufan didn't talk with Basten for a long time. Later, she had to go to class. Xiandaier said something. I'm sorry if I didn't go!

Walking on the path of the campus, ye Bufan is not in a hurry. He has about ten minutes to go before class. At his own speed, he doesn't have to worry about being late at all.

"Ye Bufan, wait for me!" Zhang Weiwei's voice came from behind. Unexpectedly, she also went to class at this time, and was with him all the way.

"Vivian, don't tell me you're going to sendale's class, too." Ye Bufan said in surprise.

"You are right. Our teacher is ill, so the school has asked sendale to teach us for the time being. I just got the news." Zhang Weiwei pushed the green silk on his forehead and said with a smile.

Her action is so natural, but also just show a different style, let ye Bufan see a stay, mumbling speechless.

Beautiful, beautiful! Ye Bufan praised secretly in his heart.

Zhang Weiwei didn't hear him for a long time. It's a little strange. When he looked around, he found that he had a dull expression. He was both happy and ashamed. Does this fool look at girls like this?

He not only saw it, but also jumped at himself. What did he want to do?

Zhang Weiwei watched ye Bufan pounce on him stupidly. He was both surprised and happy. He didn't expect that this geese would do such a sudden thing. How can I be so funny?

"There's a killer!" Ye Bufan threw her to the ground and said to her in a hurry.

Zhang Weiwei is just about to say that if you want to take advantage of it, just say so. Do you still use this excuse? At this time, she heard a dull sound, and then saw a bullet hole where she was standing just now!

Does anyone really want to kill themselves? Zhang Weiwei's eyes widened. It's unbelievable. Who is it that wants to kill himself?

"Don't move, I'll protect you!" When she was dull, ye Bufan's steady voice came from her ear. Then she felt that she was rolling continuously under his guidance to avoid those bullets.

When did ye Bufan become so powerful? Zhang Weiwei just feels that his brain is not enough. Is this the poor and helpless teenager who fell on the street before?

"Well, it's safe here for the time being. You hide here and don't move. I'll deal with them!" Ye Bufan put her behind a big tree by the side of the road, then pushed her up, hid her in a place with thick leaves, and said softly.

"Don't go, it's too dangerous!" Zhang Weiwei was surprised, quickly took his hand and said.

"It's OK. These people are not targeted at us. You see, they kill people when they see them. They are absolutely murderers. If I don't stop them, many innocent people will be involved." Ye Bufan said quietly and firmly.

Seeing his firm and just appearance, Zhang Weiwei couldn't stop him any more. He could only whisper: "then be careful, I will wait for you here!"

"Well, don't show it, or I can't save you!" Ye Bufan nodded, told her a few words later, quietly slipped down the tree, toward the position of the shooters in the past.

Zhang Weiwei looks at his back anxiously. She is both worried and proud. For ye Bufan, she used to have a little favor and more sympathy. However, after this meeting again, ye Bufan's various performances touched the chord in her heart and could not calm down for a long time.

Isn't this kind of man the man of his dreams? There are not many such excellent men in the world. If we don't seize the opportunity, it will be hard to say in the future.