Chapter 669: The Pretty Girl Youth Bureau

As soon as Li Xuewu entered the room, he glanced at the offices on both sides and heard someone mocking him.

Yet he wasn't angry; since others were doing all the work, let them say what they wanted. Mockery didn't cost him any flesh.

Seeing Li Xuewu return to his office with a smile, Wang Xiaoqin walked to the doorway of his office amidst the snickering of the crowd, having no other choice.

"I say, Manager Li, isn't this hands-off approach a bit too extreme~"

After saying this, she tilted her chin to signal: "We're all so busy here we're practically smoking, and you're only just now leisurely arriving for work~"

"This can't be blamed on me; it was agreed that I'm in charge of logistics and service."

Li Xuewu smiled and picked up the phone on the desk to call the Steel Rolling Mill.

"Mm, this is Li Xuewu."

Seeing Li Xuewu making a call, Wang Xiaoqin stopped talking, glared at him, and turned to receive the materials brought by the clerk.

She didn't walk back into her own office, but stood in the main office area and started reading them.

Li Xuewu, on the other hand, had directly requested the line to the Steel Rolling Mill's cold drink factory.

"Help me order fifteen boxes of ice cream; I'll have someone come to pick them up tomorrow noon..."

"Oh! Wow~~~"

"Hahaha~"

Before Li Xuewu had even hung up the phone, the office outside erupted in lively noise.

"Look at you all, a string of ice cream and you've been bought off."

Wang Xiaoqin glared at these people and said with a smile: "You haven't even tasted it yet, and you're not tired anymore, right~"

"Yes~~~"

"Hahaha~"

Some young female university students had already chimed in, shouting together jokingly, and then they all burst into laughter.

Li Xuewu also walked out with a smile and said to Wang Xiaoqin: "Tomorrow at noon, have someone go to the Steel Rolling Mill's cold drink factory area to pick them up; just say I sent them."

"Thank you, Division Chief!"

"Thank you, Leader~"

The young people in the office who were flipping through materials laughed and thanked Li Xuewu.

It really takes a Division Chief with clout; when he treats, he treats by the box.

That's right, with so many people in the Public Security Brigade, ordering any less really wouldn't be enough to go around.

One box of ice cream has forty pieces, and one piece sells for five cents outside, so fifteen boxes is thirty yuan.

The monthly salary of a clerk sitting in this office is only about that much.

Good heavens, treating guests to a month's salary.

Of course, this refers to the clerks; they all know the Division Chief's salary is high, and he even draws a double portion.

But even if the salary is high, this money is real gold and silver.

They are also very fortunate that their top leader has connections, spanning both the local area and the factory, so they can often take advantage of quite a few perks.

Not to mention the ice cream—this isn't the first time—many of the cars, command vehicles, patrol cars, etc., currently used by the Public Security Brigade were obtained by the Division Chief from the Steel Rolling Mill.

If you really wanted to calculate the money, you couldn't; the cooperative accounts ended up with the Steel Rolling Mill losing more, essentially hanging the Public Security Brigade's sign.

As for the dormitory building currently under renovation, I heard they are going to set up a shop; this can also be considered the Steel Rolling Mill recouping some losses by using the Public Security Brigade's name.

Others can't use the Public Security Brigade's sign, but Li Xuewu can, and the Steel Rolling Mill can, because Li Xuewu's status is here.

Everyone is happily joking with Li Xuewu, and they are also happy about Li Xuewu's status.

Since they are all in the same unit, who doesn't need someone else? Not to mention anything else, in the future when the Steel Rolling Mill's Security Division recruits, they can put in a word for their relatives, right?

These are all natural human relationships; it just depends on how you calculate them.

After joking with everyone for a few sentences, Li Xuewu started talking about work with Wang Xiaoqin.

It was mainly Wang Xiaoqin reporting on the recruitment of personnel, and Li Xuewu also took a look at the recent work.

The two of them handled things while talking, which was fast, and they finished everything before getting off work.

"Pay attention to controlling the situation; don't let people with ulterior motives take advantage of loopholes. Young people nowadays have many tricks up their sleeves."

Li Xuewu gave a final instruction, stood up, packed his things, and prepared to get off work.

Wang Xiaoqin also stood up and replied: "How could there not be many? They all know how to make an issue out of employment, wanting to engage in small actions, playing those tricks about family background."

"Root them out, strike them down, and handle them strictly."

Li Xuewu picked up the phone while frowning and said: "There can be no hesitation in this matter. Encounter one, handle one. Absolutely do not let these people's claws reach into the Public Security Brigade."

The call was made to his home; at this time, Gu Ning had already finished work and answered it upstairs.

Li Xuewu didn't hide anything and said directly that Huang Gan was treating him to dinner tonight and he would be home late.

Because Gu Ning had told Li Xuewu in the morning to get some rest, she thought Li Xuewu was the one inviting Huang Gan, so she didn't pay much attention and just said she understood.

"Whose claws they are doesn't matter."

Li Xuewu put down the phone and said while walking out: "I don't care about those above or those below. The Public Security Brigade must, and will, maintain the purity of its ranks. If anyone dares to harbor crooked intentions toward us, you take action, and I'll take responsibility."

"With those words from you, I can rest easy."

Wang Xiaoqin raised her eyebrows and said with a fierce look on her face: "A Bodhisattva's heart also requires the power of a Vajra's glare. Whether it's daily work or selecting and recruiting people for the Public Security Brigade, I cannot tolerate any sand in my eyes."

Li Xuewu dared to let Wang Xiaoqin take action because he wasn't afraid she would be soft-hearted. He had never seen a female cadre who had reached the deputy division level be soft-hearted.

The two reached a consensus on the views and attitudes regarding this matter. Wang Xiaoqin would take action on her side, and Li Xuewu would do the same on his.

Sometimes flexing your muscles isn't a bad thing. Don't bully others, and don't let others treat you like a soft persimmon to be squeezed.

"When Shen Fang returns, tell him to go conduct the physical fitness tests again. Take people with him, fully armed, and show them some spirit."

Before leaving, Li Xuewu gave Wang Xiaoqin an instruction, then signaled to the people in the room and said: "Don't stay too late, pay attention to rest."

After saying this, he walked out the door and walked outside together with the staff who were getting off work.

In the office, Wang Xiaoqin had to be on duty, and many of the university students she had recruited lived here and were also working overtime with her.

Originally, with the summer vacation approaching, these university students could have returned to school to report and then gone home for the summer.

But now, eating in the free cafeteria, living in the free dormitory, wearing uniforms, having subsidies, and the work counting as an internship, they didn't plan to take this summer vacation and were just staying in the Public Security Brigade.

There was another reason for not returning to school: they also had news and knew that the school was in chaos, which wasn't a good thing.

Do you think the students at this time are all stupid? Don't they know that the things being done are wrong?

It can only be said that a small portion of people utilized certain emotions of these young people who hadn't touched society and didn't know hardship, in order to achieve their crazy goals.

Of those ringleaders, how many were sincere? Weren't there some other thoughts and purposes involved?

Now, and even in the future, many young people were coerced, or rather, influenced by the era. Once they calmed down, they all knew that peace was a blessing.

Li Xuewu and Wang Xiaoqin had held a symposium for them a few days ago. Now they were still thinking about whether to go back and wait for school assignment or just stay here and wear the uniform.

Li Xuewu hadn't asked Wang Xiaoqin about the thoughts of these female university students. The conditions were given; if they wanted to stay, they could stay, and if they didn't want to, he couldn't force them.

But now it seemed that these female university students were all smart and knew how to use their feet to choose their future.

Just compare and you'll know; the Public Security Brigade had more and more people, representing an increasingly larger force.

I hadn't heard of such team building in the Four Nine City. The Xicheng had started a Public Security Brigade, but it was also on a scale of three hundred people, just like this one.

To say they were drawing a tiger based on a cat would be praising them; it was more like "the ugly imitating the beautiful."

The equipment and vehicles were all learned from here. The Steel Rolling Mill and the Public Security Brigade had made quite a bit of funding this time, otherwise Li Xuewu wouldn't have dared to build a dormitory building.

Those above also saw the benefits of this Public Security Brigade model and supported that new top leader of the Xicheng Branch to do this.

The Xicheng was crossing the river by feeling the stones of the Dongcheng. Li Xuewu was now professionalizing the Public Security Brigade and normalizing daily patrols, and they were learning to do the same over there.

It's just that the master wasn't very good; they had learned for a few days but hadn't understood it yet and were still practicing.

Li Xuewu wasn't in a hurry. He was waiting, waiting until the Xicheng really couldn't learn it, and then he would talk about the mountain training ground.

One fish, three eats: eat the equipment once, eat the vehicles once, and then eat the training once.

He had also thought about it: even if the Xicheng learned it, crossing the river by feeling his stones would be useless; they could only become his foil.

A foil for the professionalism of the Dongcheng Public Security Brigade, a foil for Li Xuewu's excellent management, and a foil for the excellent achievements of the Public Security Brigade, making those above look at the Dongcheng with even more admiration.

When getting off work, he saw Pazile, who was leading the team in training on the playground. He crossed paths with Li Xuewu, and Li Xuewu waved his hand, not wanting to delay his work.

He went to the parking lot to get his car, checked his watch, started the engine, and drove toward the National Theater.

There were many people getting off work, and many cars on the road. Li Xuewu didn't dare to drive fast, and it was already past six o'clock when he arrived.

At the entrance of the National Theater, Li Xuewu saw Huang Gan and several people standing at the entrance, so he drove the car directly onto the curb.

He didn't care about the pedestrians' gazes, found an empty spot at the theater entrance, and parked the car.

"Hey, little comrade, you can't park here."

The bicycle attendant was quite meddlesome, pointed at Li Xuewu, and shouted: "You need to move it quickly; you can't park here."

Li Xuewu narrowed his eyes, tilted his chin to signal to the several large black sedans next to the command vehicle, and asked: "Then explain to me what these are? Are they props for your theater?"

"Hey! How can you talk like that?"

This middle-aged man also lacked discernment. Seeing people around watching the fun, he took a few quick steps over and said to Li Xuewu: "Those are the cars of our theater cadres; naturally, they can park here. You aren't from our theater, so there's no spot for you."

"I say, little comrade~ if you don't let me park, then I won't, but move it quickly."

Huang Gan was also quite snide. He walked to the edge of the steps, looked down at Li Xuewu, and said: "How can you, this little comrade, be so lacking in quality?"

Li Xuewu squinted his eyes to look at him, then turned back to look at the bicycle attendant who had walked over, and asked with a smile: "Are you in charge of bicycles, or are you in charge of cars?"

"I'm in charge of both."

This attendant was quite tough. Seeing someone backing him up, his tone became a bit tougher. He sized up Li Xuewu and said: "Little comrade, don't cause trouble for your leaders. As a driver, you need to be more cautious."

"Oh~ you hold multiple positions."

Li Xuewu narrowed his eyes to look at him, signaled to those cars, and said: "So you also watch the cars for your leaders, and while you're at it, you occupy the parking spaces, right?"

"You!"

The attendant glared and said: "I'm talking to you nicely, how can you say that about me? This is originally our theater's spot. You're the one who's being unreasonable."

"See that?"

Li Xuewu signaled to the command vehicle, then threw the car keys in his hand to the attendant and said: "I'm parking right here. If you think it's not okay, then you can drive my car out onto the main road and dump it wherever."

After saying this, he pointed at the car keys in his hand and said: "If you don't dare to dump it, then help me watch the car well. If even one thing is lost from the car, I'll strip it from your leader's car."

"You! You..."

The attendant glared at Li Xuewu, who was walking toward the steps, then looked at the car keys in his hand. Hearing the discussions of the people around him, he raised his head, pointed his finger at Li Xuewu, and shouted: "This car has a license plate; I'm going to find your leader!"

"Hehe, old comrade, you should really show him who's boss!"

Huang Gan stood on the steps and joked to the attendant below: "Who does he think he is? Being so arrogant. Listen to me, drive this car and dump it on the main road."

The attendant wasn't stupid. Being serious with Li Xuewu, he could see that Li Xuewu was young.

Coming to the theater at this time, he must be some leader's little driver, putting on airs.

Looking at this strange-looking jeep, this leader couldn't be that big. He figured he definitely wasn't as high-ranking as their theater manager.

That parking spot wasn't in his management scope either, but coming in and out, if he could watch it, wouldn't all those big shots working inside the office appreciate him?

At this time, who didn't have a little scheme? Rely on the mountain to eat the mountain, rely on the water to eat the water.

Guarding the bicycle storage area, he could only think more about opportunities to interact with leaders.

Now seeing this little driver being so arrogant, he was really unsure which unit this car belonged to.

Don't look at the person on the steps egging him on; he wouldn't fall for it. One look at that person and you knew he was up to no good; who knows what's going on.

Huang Gan saw the attendant hesitating and pointed to the car door in front: "Don't look at the license plate, that's too much effort. Look, it has the unit name on it. Just call them and start a shouting match!"

"I really want to kick you down."

Li Xuewu walked up the steps, glared at Huang Gan, and turned his head to size up the others.

They were all about the same age as Huang Gan, twenty-seven or twenty-eight, and all had young little sisters by their sides.

Heh, Li Xuewu really hadn't expected this; Huang Gan's circle was so flashy.

Huang Gan was scolded by Li Xuewu but didn't tease the attendant anymore. He turned back to look at Li Xuewu and joked: "I really want to see the expression on your duty officer's face after hearing his complaint."

"Hurry up, go quickly, I'll have him wait for you for a while."

Li Xuewu glanced at the attendant over there. This old guy was also extremely cunning. One look at the "Steel Rolling Mill Security Division" words on the car door, and then looking at Li Xuewu and the person he was just joking with on the steps, he knew the other party wasn't afraid of him.

Perhaps they were just making fun of him; this time he had really lost face.

You say you want to find a leader to call the other party's unit? That's a division-level unit. Their leader didn't even give them a smile when they were serving him, so if you go looking for trouble at this time, can he spare you?

If you say you aren't going to make this complaint call, he also considers himself a person with face here. Where is he supposed to put this old face?

Holding the keys in his hand was like holding a grenade; throwing it wasn't right, and not throwing it wasn't right either.

"Let me introduce them. They are all my childhood friends: Ma Jun, from the Xicheng Procuratorate; Ao Zhongliang, from the Xuanwu Judicial Institute; Zhong Jingxue, same as me, from the Xicheng Third Detention Center."

Huang Gan smiled after introducing his childhood friends, then signaled to Li Xuewu and introduced him to them: "This is the one I mentioned to you, the one from the D City Branch who can fight the best."

"Hello, Li Xuewu."

"Hello, I've long heard of your great name."

"Hello, nice to meet you."

"Hello, finally get to see you."

Li Xuewu didn't need Huang Gan to brag for him. When shaking hands with the three, he only said his own name. As for his position, Huang Gan had already said it just now, having mentioned it to them.

Looking at Li Xuewu's humble and cautious appearance, it was different from the domineering air when they first met.

The attitude toward that attendant didn't affect their first impression of Li Xuewu. Knowing Li Xuewu was just joking with that attendant, they all took it as a joke.

Li Xuewu, a deputy division-level cadre, could he really be serious with a bicycle attendant?

It was just using the attendant's mistake as a bit of fun. Children who grew up in Four Nine City all had this kind of temperament.

After the few exchanged pleasantries, Huang Gan introduced the other young ladies, but didn't say their specific names, only saying they were little sisters from the big courtyards.

He was quite thoughtful, even preparing one for Li Xuewu, pushing her to Li Xuewu's side with a smile, without saying much, just saying to take care of one each.

This was all just joking around. Li Xuewu could guarantee that Huang Gan's childhood friends were all married; you could tell just by their temperament.

Huang Gan was the same; he was also "taking care" of a little sister by his side.

These little sisters actually knew what was going on, but at this moment, they each stood smiling next to the five men.

The girl pushed to Li Xuewu's side by Huang Gan took the opportunity to wrap her arm around Li Xuewu's, smiled, and introduced herself to Li Xuewu: "Brother, my name is Ou Xin."

"Good."

Li Xuewu just lowered his head and glanced at her, nodding with a smile.

He knew very well what these girls were thinking. Coming out to play with "big brothers" not only allowed them to see many scenes but also allowed them to know many people in the circles.

At worst, they could get a free theater ticket, and what they paid was nothing more than accompanying them to watch a play and eat a meal.

Just like Li Xuewu saw, these people all had families and homes, and were people with status. Playing around together was fine, but doing it for real was rare.

Even if there was, they wouldn't look for it among these people; the risk was too high, and it would invite contempt.

So even someone like Huang Gan dared to come out and play; it must be that the one at home knew what these little girls were like.

This circle basically all played like this. Later on, it got a bit distorted because entertainment opened up, and with the rendering of the entertainment industry, everything appeared.

But now there wasn't any. Even if there was, it was just those unmarried young people messing around.

Huang Gan organized the gathering, so naturally, he prepared the tickets, leading Li Xuewu and the others through the ticket gate, and turned his head to greet the others to follow him.

Li Xuewu was tall, and since he had just met them, he walked at the very back.

The girl named Ou Xin beside him seemed interested in him, muttering to him constantly.

Because there were many people, Li Xuewu didn't listen very carefully. She was just talking about her own situation and the situation of organizing the gathering today.

Her father should also be a cadre, in the same department as Huang Gan and the others, but the level wasn't high. Listening to this, it seemed it wasn't even as high as Li Xuewu's.

The few girls who came to join the gathering didn't seem very familiar either; they just knew each other and knew they were all from the same courtyards.

They might know the names, but they didn't know if the specific names were true or false, and they knew even less about the detailed information.

They only said there was a gathering tonight, organized by Brother Huang, and she came when she heard about it.

Li Xuewu glanced at the girl beside him by the light in the lobby. She was quite delicate, with big eyes, and was someone easy to love.

Given Huang Gan's temperament, how could he lose out? Choosing people was all about picking the pretty ones, right?

Ou Xin saw Li Xuewu looking at her and revealed a brilliant smile.

Li Xuewu also smiled and followed them into the theater.

With Huang Gan leading the way, naturally, there was no need to trouble finding seats. Following Huang Gan's arrangement, the group sat in the third row.

The seating order was also very interesting: Ou Xin sat beside Li Xuewu, Li Xuewu sat beside Huang Gan, and the girl beside Huang Gan was also next to another girl.

It was precisely the conservative thinking at this time, as well as the sense of propriety of people like Huang Gan, that was leading this kind of arrangement.

Furthermore, watching the dance was real, teasing the little sisters was real, and taking this opportunity to build relationships was also real. You couldn't lose the watermelon to pick up the sesame seeds.

Once everyone sat down, Li Xuewu looked around and asked Huang Gan beside him: "You really know how to find a place. How did you think of watching ethnic dance? Don't you love ballet anymore?"

"Love, I love them all; they are all favorites."

Huang Gan saw that there were many people and the sound was noisy, so he started joking with Li Xuewu.

"I also heard it from others, saying that this ethnic dance is much more interesting to watch than ballet."

"Where is it more?"

Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "Are there more arms or more thighs?"

"Hee hee~"

Ou Xin beside him and the girl beside Huang Gan heard Li Xuewu's teasing and both covered their mouths and laughed.

Huang Gan didn't care and looked toward the stage: "That's nothing. They say that the ethnic is the world's. I just want to see how the beauties of various ethnic groups sing and dance."

"If you understand it that way, Mr. Lu Xun will scold you for not being human later."

Li Xuewu sat with his legs crossed, letting Ou Xin beside him lean over to listen to their conversation, his hands very proper, without the slightest intention of taking advantage.

Actually, Huang Gan and the others were the same. Saying they were sitting upright was fake, but none of them were making moves; that would be too low.

Bringing little sisters out to play was just to relax their mood, feel the breath of youth, and let the few put down their defenses toward each other.

Because they all knew that with these girls present, they could only talk about romance, not work or important matters.

Ou Xin stared with big eyes, sizing up Li Xuewu, thinking this handsome young man seemed younger than Brother Huang and the others.

Listening to the introduction just now, he seemed to be a very important person, at least someone who could sit on equal footing with Brother Huang.

Calculating this way, either his background was powerful, or he was of the same rank.

Thinking back to that jeep just now, she could probably guess what Li Xuewu's position was.

At this moment, leaning against Li Xuewu, listening to him joking with Brother Huang, she only felt that this was what they called life.

Huang Gan was talking, and hearing the girl beside Li Xuewu giggling, he teased: "Ou Xin, is your Li Ge scary?"

"Brother Huang, you're just joking~"

Ou Xin covered her mouth, her smiling eyes slightly narrowed, sized up Li Xuewu, and said: "I think Li Ge has a lot of temperament, like a university teacher."

"Heh, you really know how to talk nonsense."

Huang Gan blinked his eyes and said: "Your Li Ge's older brother really is a university teacher."

After saying this, he turned his head to look at Li Xuewu and said: "Your brother really is a god-like person; he can even make my place feel like heaven on earth."

Li Xuewu couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth when he heard him mention his older brother. The whole family treated this matter as a joke.

However, the word Huang Gan used made him a bit uncomfortable. If it were really like that, his sister-in-law would explode.

"Really~"

Ou Xin also learned from Li Xuewu, crossing her legs in her gray pleated long skirt, wrapping her arm around Li Xuewu's, and leaning over to say: "I just said Li Ge has a cultural temperament."

"Forget it."

Huang Gan saw Ou Xin saying this and signaled to Li Xuewu, who was being held in her arms and had to put his hand on her leg, saying: "Touch your Li Ge's waist and see if there's a gun. Have you ever seen Confucius carrying a gun?"

"Hee hee~"

Ou Xin covered her mouth and laughed, but didn't let go of Li Xuewu's hand. She glanced at Li Xuewu's waist and asked playfully: "Brother Huang, which gun are you talking about?"

"Heh~ whichever one you touch counts~"

Huang Gan was joking at this moment, blinking at Ou Xin: "Chat more with your Li Ge; maybe you can pick up a bit of cultural air."

"Hehe~"

Ou Xin didn't pick up on Huang Gan's words but raised her head to look at Li Xuewu.

Li Xuewu just smiled and didn't speak, nor did he pick up the topic.

The surrounding noise slowly died down, the curtain on the stage slowly slid open, and the sound of cheerful drumbeats suddenly rang out.

And as the drumbeats rang out, the lights above also dimmed. There was no more conversation in the audience, and everyone turned their eyes to the stage.

Against the background of a grape trellis and the grassland, musicians dressed in green and white ethnic costumes sat or stood together, playing the suona, beating small drums, and in the distance, dancers beating hand drums were responding.

The drumbeats were very dense, the suona didn't seem noisy, and the sound of the hand drums reaching the ears was even more crisp.

On the stage, more than a dozen dancers dressed in red ran out along with the drumbeats, dancing gracefully to the rhythm.

It was like butterflies fluttering, like colorful butterflies dancing, and also like elves running out from the flowers, full of charm.

It was Li Xuewu's first time seeing this style of dance, and he was attracted for a moment.

It wasn't that he hadn't been to the borderlands, and it wasn't that he hadn't seen borderland girls dancing; it was just that he couldn't see such a shocking dance in those cramped caravans.

The actors were clearly borderland dancers, otherwise, they couldn't dance out this atmosphere.

Li Xuewu, like the other audience members, watched very seriously, and also sighed in his heart at the richness and greatness of the motherland.

It was still necessary to thank the predecessors for their heroic fearlessness in shedding blood and sacrificing their lives, which exchanged for the singing and dancing of these ethnic groups today.

The opening "Drum Dance" earned warm applause from the audience.

Li Xuewu clapped lightly along with the crowd and turned to Huang Gan: "It is better looking than ballet."

"Fresh~"

Huang Gan pursed his lips and said this, then continued to joke with the little sister beside him.

There was an interval in the stage connection, which was also an old rule, letting the audience evaluate the stage, and also to let the audience below applaud.

Ou Xin clapped, and seeing Li Xuewu say a word to Huang Gan and then stop, she leaned over.

"Li Ge, you like dance~"

"Hehe, fresh~"

Li Xuewu used Huang Gan's answer to him to answer Ou Xin, his perfunctory attitude couldn't be stronger.

Ou Xin didn't care. The more serious Li Xuewu was, the less afraid she was. She understood people like this; they cherished their reputation as truly as birds cherished their feathers.

It wasn't that she was shameless, but she just felt that Li Xuewu wasn't like others who were upright on the surface but moved their hands and feet in private, so she had a heart for closeness and playfulness.

One look at Li Xuewu and you knew he wasn't that kind of person. Although there was no contempt in his eyes when looking at them, there was no focus either.

As for appearance, she could be counted as one in the big courtyard. Usually, there were many boys chasing her, but she had seen too many powerful men, so she didn't look down on those peers who didn't have jobs.

She knew what was going on with this gathering today, so she deliberately wore a floral shirt, a gray pleated skirt, and a pair of white canvas shoes.

She knew the power of this "battle suit"; the young people in the courtyard couldn't take their eyes off her when they saw her.

But from the moment she saw Li Xuewu get out of the car, she silently observed the "big brother" Huang Brother had arranged for her, but he hadn't looked at her with that kind of gaze.

It was her, on the contrary, who had been thinking about it before the other party arrived, and then sized him up carefully after seeing him.

Rare black summer leather shoes, slim-fitting black trousers, a handgun tucked into a black belt, and a commemorative badge pinned to the chest of a white short-sleeved shirt.

Tall and mighty, domineering when speaking, the three-seven parted hairstyle combined with a cold appearance directly confirmed the image of the man in her dreams.

Except for the flaw on this man's face, which made her feel a bit of pity and regret, but when he walked closer, she felt that this scar also became a part of his might.

When she was pushed over by Brother Huang, she was a little shy, but holding his arm, it seemed there was no feeling.

It wasn't a feigned refusal, nor was it a cover-up affectation; just one look, one smile, told her how far this person was from her.

Very far, very far, not a distance that could be shortened by wearing pretty clothes.

So even though she knew Li Xuewu was an existence she couldn't catch up with, she had no worries for the next period of time.

On the stage, the stars moved, and it was wonderful. "Laundry Song," "Horse Riding Dance," "Lotus Dance," "Peacock Dance"...

Various ethnic dances competed in beauty, making people sigh in admiration.

Li Xuewu knew that this scene of a hundred flowers blooming might suddenly enter a harsh winter, and perhaps today's stage was the last stunning performance for these dancers.

"Really good~"

Ou Xin clapped, turned her head to look at Li Xuewu and said: "I also learned dance when I was young, but I didn't learn it solidly, and the cultural troupe didn't want me when I took the exam."

"Still need to find a path suitable for one's own development."

Li Xuewu looked ahead and said: "Sometimes choice is more important than effort."

"For example?"

Ou Xin stared with big eyes and asked: "Does finding a partner count?"

"Yo! You two are already chatting about this topic?"

Huang Gan beside Li Xuewu looked over and smiled at Ou Xin: "You really asked the right person. Your Li Ge is a professor-level figure in the field of romance."

"Giggle~"

The girl beside Huang Gan covered her mouth and giggled when she heard Huang Gan's words, her eyes secretly aiming at Li Xuewu.

Ou Xin saw Li Xuewu lowering his head to look at her. She also looked at the smiling Li Xuewu, then shook her head slightly and scolded Huang Gan: "Brother Huang is lying. Li Ge isn't the kind of person you say."

"Then what kind of person do you think he is?"

Huang Gan saw that Li Xuewu hadn't interacted with the girl for so long and thought there was something wrong with him.

He organized the gathering partly to introduce friends to Li Xuewu, and partly because of the competition last Sunday.

Li Xuewu didn't want his Parker gold pen, nor did he want the lighter, clearly to save his face.

Given Huang Gan's temperament, how could he let Li Xuewu, who was younger than him, suffer a loss?

That's why there was today's "Pretty Girl Youth Bureau."

Ou Xin pursed her lips, took the opportunity to lean over and carefully size up Li Xuewu after hearing Huang Gan's words. Her long eyelashes fluttered right in front of Li Xuewu.

Just as Huang Gan was waiting to watch the program, and the little beauty beside Huang Gan teased, "Why not taste it?", Ou Xin looked at Li Xuewu with a smile and said: "Li Ge is a good person."

"Pfft~~~"

Huang Gan and the little sister beside him curled their lips, then wrapped his arm around the little sister's shoulder to watch the program.

Li Xuewu looked at Ou Xin, who was still leaning in front of him staring at him, smiled, and said: "Any choice counts."

After saying this, he raised his head and looked toward the stage.

Ou Xin first pursed her lips, then bloomed into a smile, hugged Li Xuewu's arm tightly, and just lay on Li Xuewu to watch the program.

Li Xuewu wasn't the type to love being a teacher, and he couldn't do things like persuading people to be good.

The buddies he was with before were good at this; persuading the technician at the foot massage shop to take the postgraduate entrance exam was something he could remember for a lifetime.

Just now it was only his feeling, not wanting to persuade this little sister who seemed quite scheming but was actually naive.

People have their own fates; he hadn't even lived his own life clearly, so where would he get the confidence to persuade others?

His mentality was old, but he would persuade young people to enjoy themselves in time. After all, the happiness and feelings enjoyed at twenty might not be liked at thirty.

Just like when he was young, he especially envied people who had a bicycle. Even when he first came back, he couldn't help but get one.

But now, if you let Li Xuewu ride a bicycle to work, he definitely wouldn't want to.

Those walking envy those riding bicycles, those riding bicycles envy those driving, those driving envy those being driven, and those being driven envy those walking.

Li Xuewu wasn't crazy enough to envy those walking yet, so he had to cherish the present. Persuading other girls was also about living in the moment.

"Wow~ it's a Uyghur solo dance."

"This figure, really clever~"

Not only was Ou Xin in Li Xuewu's arms surprised, but even Huang Gan, who was whispering to the little sister beside him, sat up straight, his eyes fixed on the stage.

It was indeed worthy of praise. The dancer spun from behind the stage to the middle of the stage, then did a light backflip onto the big drum in the middle.

This big drum was large, like a small circular stage. The dancer wore the white clothes of a Uyghur girl and danced barefoot on the big drum to the beat.

The small bells on her ankles seemed to be making crisp sounds along with the drumbeats.

The pink silk scarf on her head also floated along with her swaying figure, like the colorful clouds on the horizon at dusk, full of fairy-like aura.

Clearly, the girl's footsteps were very powerful, and the drumbeats she stepped on were as heart-wrenching as her beautiful face. The obsession of the Tang Dynasty with the Western Regions was reasonable.

Speaking of which, these Western Region beauties really had a unique style, with ten thousand kinds of tenderness in every smile, and a lively aura in every jump, making people lost.

"Good~!"

"Good!"

When the girl started spinning on the big drum and kept accelerating by stepping on the drumbeats with one foot, the myriad postures of her upper body changed infinitely, and the audience below also shouted "Good" for the first time.

This was rare in the theater at this time. Earlier, there were Peking opera singers, Ping opera singers, Bangzi singers, etc., who could all receive applause and shouts of "Good" from the audience. This was a cultural tradition.

Later, it became less common. It seemed like learning Western culture, applauding, but no longer shouting "Good."

This was different from street juggling; it seemed to be expressing respect for the professional performers on stage.

Li Xuewu didn't understand much. When Huang Gan beside him excitedly asked him if this program was called "Rak Muqam," Li Xuewu was still looking at the stage.

It wasn't that Huang Gan was teasing him about being mesmerized, but rather that he seemed to recognize the dancer on stage.

At this moment, the dancer had already left the stage. As the finale performance, it clearly won a full house of applause.

The last program was a grand celebration. The dancers from various programs gathered on the stage, each doing their iconic dance moves, winning applause from the audience again.

Time passed really fast. Li Xuewu looked at the time on his hand; it was already eight o'clock. After an hour and a half of the program, Li Xuewu didn't feel the flow of time at all.

"You guys go first, wait for me at the entrance."

Huang Gan gave an instruction to Li Xuewu and the others, then passed Li Xuewu and walked out.

Ma Jun was close to him and shouted at Huang Gan's back: "Hey! What are you doing~!"

"Backstage! Going to find that solo dancer!"

Huang Gan's voice came, and he had already run far away quickly.

At this moment, the audience hadn't reacted to leaving the venue yet, so he got a convenience.

Li Xuewu and Ma Jun and the others smiled at each other and protected the girls as they walked out with the crowd.

The girl who was flirting with Huang Gan just now was named Pei Pei. She was walking beside Ou Xin, constantly scolding Brother Huang for being a big bad guy, leaving her alone here.

Of course, not alone, because Li Xuewu and the others were still there.

But also alone, because Li Xuewu and the others were all in pairs, and Huang Gan went to find that Uyghur girl, leaving her behind.

Ou Xin looked at the pouting Pei Pei and glanced at Li Xuewu amusedly.

It was as if she was talking about her own wisdom.

It was what Huang Gan asked her just now: what kind of person was Li Xuewu? She said he was a good person, not like an old hand in the flower garden.

Now Huang Gan went to chase the girl, while Li Xuewu stood behind her, as if she had won.

Li Xuewu didn't quite see what the girl meant by turning her head and smiling at him, but he returned a shallow smile. ===== CHAPTER 670 =====