A unique benefit of staying at Aman Summer Palace is that you can visit the Summer Palace at any time.
The advantage is that tourists can enjoy the quiet and beautiful scenery of Xihe Garden before entering the park.
There is no need to go into details about the evening. Early the next morning, Jing Gao made an appointment with the hotel front desk, took a map of the Summer Palace customized by Aman Hotel, drinking water, and walked through the corner gate with Xiaoyan and entered this famous royal garden.
It was a little after six o'clock, and the Summer Palace was quiet. There is a gray light on the horizon. The corridors and pavilions are deserted and have a unique flavor.
Jing Gao held Yan Ting's little hand and walked.
The relationship between the two of them went from yesterday morning when Xiaoyan went to Beijing University to see him, to the intense and explosive atmosphere during lunch, to the frankness late last night, and now there is a little warmth between the two of them.
Xiaoyan was wearing a dark blue dress with a belt around her waist. The figure is exquisite and convex, with an elegant and beautiful style of a beautiful woman.
Jing Gao looked at her side face that looked more delicate after being moistened by him, smiled, and was in a great mood.
Many Shenhao have systems. The system generally rates beauties. Therefore, the system must test the host's aesthetic standards at the beginning. After all, in addition to consistency, public aesthetics also have personal opinions.
Some beauties, some people can't get her beauty. This varies from person to person.
Jing Gao has no system, but he has his own aesthetic standard library. A score of 90 is recognized as a great beauty. A score of 95 is a goddess-level beauty. 99 points is the limit.
In his scoring criteria, the following are the 99 points for appearance: Liu Tianxian at her most beautiful, Da Meiyuan at her peak, Nazha at her peak beauty, and Journey to the West, the daughter of the king. Yaya's peak appearance is slightly inferior.
And Xiaoyan is undoubtedly a 90% beauty.
Walking on the deserted path by Kunming Lake, I saw Xiaoyan looking at the lake waves or looking at the pavilions. It was very novel. Jing Gao smiled and said: "Xiaoyan, is this your first time here?"
Yan Ting sipped the mineral water, her hair on her forehead was floating slightly in the morning breeze. She looked very beautiful. She shook her head and said, "I came here when I was in love in college. I graduated from the University of Finance and Economics and have been in the capital for many years. This is still my second time. This is my first visit to the Summer Palace."
This is a beautiful woman with a story.
Jing Gao smiled and nodded, without asking her story, and suggested: "Xiaoyan, let's take a photo together."
"OK."
They chose a place by the Kunming Lake where willows are nestled. Jing Gao and Yan Ting leaned against the railing, snuggling up and taking selfies with one hand.
"Click."
Their faces are frozen in the photo.
Jing Gao didn't know what his future with Xiaoyan would be like, but the moment the camera clicked, he knew that Xiaoyan left a mark in his heart.
As time passes by in a hurry, he will eventually remember that at this moment, in the April morning in the Summer Palace, he had her most beautiful smile.
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April 20, Wednesday, evening. The golden-red sunset with its long afterglow bathes the high-rise buildings in the city.
Cao Le drove the car, taking Fatty Zeng and the two of them, and walked slowly to the Zhongbu Stadium in the central area of Tongcheng.
Beijing is basically very congested after 4 p.m. Even though Tongcheng is a remote area, the road conditions are still not good at this moment.
The nameless dragon said, "Old Cao, why did you change the time to today? This will make me have to go back and work overtime after I finish playing football."
Cao Le is of medium height, with rough skin, short hair, and said helplessly as he turned the steering wheel: "I'll go, you think I'm willing to play football on Wednesday. Wouldn't it be better to play on Friday night? Damn it, you know last time What kind of cards does Mr. Jing have?"
"What?"
"After he picked up the ball, he invited Xiao Luo and Lao Zhu to have a meal. The place was Tianfu Hot Spring Resort. If you search on Meituan or Dianping, there is no place on them. Damn it. That meal cost 50,000 to 60,000 yuan! "
Dragon Armor shouted: "I'm going."
Fatty Zeng had already met Cao Leqing and knew the situation. He sat quietly in the back and twisted his fat body.
Cao Le reminded: "Fat Zeng, be careful later. Your mouth is the door. Let's feed him more balls and try to send this big guy away as soon as possible. I'm so tired of playing football and having to praise others." ah!"
Fatty Zeng nodded reluctantly, and then said with disdain: "At his level, feeding him the ball is useless."
While chatting all the way, Lao Zhu and Luo Yi sent voice messages on WeChat and said they had arrived.
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Jinggao slowly arrived at the "Zhongbu Stadium" in a red Ferrari.
After lunch, he drove Xiaoyan back to his residence in Nanxing District from the Aman Yihe Hotel. After taking a nap at her place, he drove away as the sun was setting.
Xiaoyan was "promoted" by President Zhao the day before yesterday and took two days of sick leave.
The employee from Zhongrun Company who came to deliver the jerseys and sneakers was already waiting outside the stadium. He took two quick steps and handed the clothes bag over, "Mr. Jing, this is your equipment."
Jing Gao chatted with him and told him to book a private room at Tianfu Hot Spring Resort, change into his jersey in the car, and come to the court.
He still wears a Manchester United jersey with Ronaldo's number and name printed on it.
"Well high..."
A group of amateurs at the golf course were chatting in twos and threes. The short Luo Yi laughed and shouted Jing Gao. He and Jing Gao are classmates, so calling them by their first names is not inappropriate.
The tall and thin Mr. Zhu smiled and raised his hand to greet Jing Gao and said, "Mr. Jing, is there a traffic jam on the road?"
With one sentence, Fatty Zeng suppressed the words "I'll just wait for you alone" that Fatty Zeng whispered.
This fat guy is a bit smart!
Jing Gao smiled and greeted acquaintances in a circle, and took a bottle of Yibao mineral water to drink two sips first.
Captain Cao Le stepped forward to communicate with the opponent and immediately kicked off the ball.
It’s still the old rule, turn the ball first and decide the goalkeeper.
Jinggao sadly turned to the first goalkeeper.
Ten minutes later, he came on. He takes over from his teammates first and plays as a central defender. Fifteen minutes later, Jing Gao saw the opportunity and moved forward. After receiving a deliberate "ball feed" from Cao Le, he shot hard from the midfield and the ball went into the net.
"I go!"
"This brother is a bit fierce."
"This guy is so arrogant. Old Cao, who is so stubborn, no wonder he invited us to play football today. He is holding back his bad intentions."
Compared to the other side's appraisal, there was a chorus of cheers from this side, "Good shot!"
"Mr. Jing, this shot is a bit awesome."
Cao Le took a look and said: "Mr. Jing, your shooting skills are very strong. You play as a forward, and we will feed you the ball."
Looking at Jing Gao coming from the backcourt, Fatty Zeng snorted arrogantly.
Five minutes later, Igao scored another goal. He kicked off near the sideline and shot the ball with a 45-degree arc, accurately hitting the upper right corner of the goal.
Before the half-time break, Jing Gao received a pass from Lao Zhu and pushed the ball into the net from a stance fifteen meters in front of the goal. The score was fixed at 4:3.
Jing Gao scored a hat trick, and Fatty Zeng turned green when he saw it. Has this thief taken his medicine today? So fierce.
Cao Le, Lao Zhu, Luo Yi and others were also confused. Compared with last Friday, he was completely different.
After a five-minute halftime break, everyone sat by the goal, drank water, and vaguely chatted around Jing Gao.
On the football field, the strong are respected.
Cao Le took a big gulp of water and said doubtfully, "Mr. Jing, have you really gone to practice these days?"
