Daily Life in the Countryside After Being Reborn
Chapter 317 - 66: A Hero Saves a Beauty (Part 2)

Chapter 317: Chapter 66: A Hero Saves a Beauty (Part 2)

The six of them hit it off immediately, and Fang De also drove his Ford over.

When they were assigning seats, Mao Yi, the biggest guy, took the passenger seat. Fortunately, American cars are spacious, so the back seat just managed to fit the remaining four people.

Xiao Xian was the first to get in, with Qu Yang and Zhou Ziang standing outside, politely letting Fang Xin get in first. Who knew Fang Xin would start clamoring, "It’s a rare opportunity, I want to enjoy the treatment of being sandwiched between two handsome guys."

Qu Yang gave a chuckle, about to share an appropriate lewd joke, but Zhou Ziang, without notice, bent over and sat down in the car.

Fang Xin also looked quite satisfied as she followed and took her seat, leaving Qu Yang with an unsaid lewd comment stuck in his throat, feeling inwardly hurt as he squeezed into the palm-sized space near the door, begrudgingly settling his buttocks down.

"NND, that damn man must have done it on purpose, such a pity to miss the good opportunity to stay warm shoulder to shoulder with Xiao Xian," Qu Yang completely set his mind on Zhou Ziang, sitting down looking like a little wife next to Fang Xin, whose butt was only slightly smaller than Fang De’s.

Mao Yi and Fang De were chatting quite happily, as it turned out that Fang De was the main player of the Beizhuang Middle School team before going to the United States for university.

Beizhuang Middle School, like Sacred Heart Middle School, is a strong team that holds a spot on Beijing’s basketball scene.

Mao Yi was only planning to chat casually, but who knew that Fang De’s driving skills were matched by an even more unbelievable gift of gab, from talking about top U.S. college basketball teams to the NBA playoffs, speaking attractively and vividly.

"You two siblings have been to NBA games live, then why bother scrambling for those few tickets," Qu Yang caught on to something, these twins graduated from Duke University in the United States, and Duke has produced so many NBA stars, even if they hadn’t watched NBA, they would have seen the rookie kings of the North American Alliance on campus.

To Qu Yang’s ears, it was like a rich man fighting with a beggar over a penny on the street, which seemed absurd.

"We were just looking for a promotional effect, we haven’t seen the All-Star game, and Ziang also went to university in the United States, right? Tickets for the All-Star game are really hard to get," Fang Xin took the opportunity to pull out the AND1 brand promotion brochure, telling Qu Yang and Mao Yi that in a couple of days, their siblings’ first AND1 store in Beijing would open, and they hoped for their strong support then.

"So all three of you are returnees from overseas, this is like a battle between sea turtles and local turtles," Qu Yang was not lightly annoyed, completely oblivious that he was belittling himself.

However, he did take the promotional brochure. The damn man would turn from a phoenix man to a phoenix once he put on AND1, and if Qu Yang wore it, the effect would be ten times stronger.

Xiao Xian, hearing that Zhou Ziang also came back from abroad, wondered if he had been studying overseas since he was a child, or if he had gone abroad only in recent years. If he had been abroad from childhood, then the person she encountered on the streets of Guiyang five years ago was not Zhou Ziang.

Back then, it was Zhu Shijun who went to the hospital to inquire about the person who paid for the hospital stay in advance, and the hospital did not reveal the name. Eventually, that money was also returned, with the person insisting on not accepting it, and the matter was left at that.

"How old are you this year?" Xiao Xian blurted out such a sentence. To everyone else, it was the first time she and Zhou Ziang were talking, and to ask someone’s age right away seemed a bit impolite.

"Turning twenty-two next year," Zhou Ziang replied, looking fairly courteous.

"Twenty-two, huh?" The Fang Xin and Fang De siblings in the car never dared to ask Zhou Ziang’s age, and they couldn’t tell that Zhou Ziang was two years younger than them. Clearly younger, but when handling matters and playing basketball, he looked competent and unmistakable.

Qu Yang couldn’t help but feel secretly delighted after listening. Judging by the tone of Xiao Xian, she seemed to have some interest in the so-called Phoenix Man.

Luckily, the Phoenix Man was already twenty-two years old, and as far as he knew, a full decade older than Xiao Xian. They say three years make a generation gap, so that’s three and a half generational gaps right there.

Besides, a twenty-two-year-old university student who is still studying in the United States, with a face that’s just passable and wouldn’t shame a Chinese, must have as many girlfriends as a truck can carry.

At twenty-two, he still hasn’t graduated from university. To come home once a year would be the most he could do. After this game, he would have to roll back to the other side of the Pacific. Thinking of these things, Qu Yang felt somewhat more balanced in his heart.

Twenty-two; that meant he was seventeen five years ago. Xiao Xian did the math and it seemed about right. She wanted to ask more, whether he is from somewhere and if he had been to Guiyang five years ago.

But asking more, would that be improper? Just as Xiao Xian was hesitating about whether to ask, Fang De suddenly hit the brakes hard as a red Fukang taxi cut in not far ahead. If it weren’t for Fang De’s quick reaction, they would have really crashed.

The two in the front were still okay since they were wearing seat belts, but there were four people sitting in the back with not enough seat belts to go around, so no one bothered.

Qu Yang was the one in the back most affected by the sudden brake.

He was the last to get in, with not much room to begin with, and with Fang Xin sitting beside him, who is of Bai Xue caliber, his buttocks were barely touching the seat.

Such a sudden stop turned him into a human pinball in the car, smacking into the front seat, then rebounding against the window, his face squished out of shape.

And that’s not all; Fang Xin, who was also jostled from the impact, leaned heavily onto his back with a side press.

"Ouch, Sister Fang, Sister Fang, be careful with your chest," Qu Yang had never before found it so painful to cop a feel of a woman.

Xiao Xian was distracted and didn’t pay attention to the traffic ahead. The inertia from the car’s braking had her first lurching forward, hitting the soft cushion of the driver’s seat, and then swung backward. When she rebounded, her head didn’t feel pain, as her shoulders were steadied by someone, stopping the backward motion. Xiao Xian turned her head and met Zhou Ziang’s eyes.

Those dark and deep eyes, seemingly bottomless, stirred something in her heart. Xiao Xian lowered her head with a whispered, "Thank you."

Zhou Ziang had the fastest reaction; as Xiao Xian bounced back, his arm was already stretched over the back seat, blocking her from colliding again with the backrest. However, his arm also turned red where Xiao Xian’s head had bumped against it.

With the sudden brake disrupting everything, Xiao Xian withdrew the question that was on the tip of her tongue, ultimately not daring to ask.

"It’s good you’re okay," Zhou Ziang withdrew his hand, then checked on the condition of the other passengers in the car. Thankfully, everyone was fine. After a brief scare, they arrived at the small stir-fry restaurant Fang De had mentioned.

The meal continued until all six people were sweating profusely.

The dishes at the small stir-fry restaurant were indeed excellent, serving regional specialties that couldn’t be found abroad - Mao’s Braised Pork, Northeast Shredded Chicken, three earth vegetables, and pickled bamboo shoots - easily dispelling the chill of winter.

In Mao Yi’s words, even if you had to circle half of Beijing to get there, it was worth it to have a meal there. Unfortunately, after the meal, it was time for the competition. The six of them sipped their tea, all thinking about the afternoon match. (To be continued. If you like this work, feel welcome to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation ticket, monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation.)