Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Berlin is the political and economic center of Germany. It has an important position, a large population, and is very prosperous. Walking on the street, you can see people of different skin colors and nationalities, including many Chinese. You can also see many shops with Chinese signboards.

The blue sky, the soft sunshine, the pigeons rising and falling on the street, the exotic buildings, everything seems to be intoxicating.

Zhang Xuan and the four of them laughed and chatted happily all the way, leisurely looking at the streets and scenery outside the car window.

While waiting at a red light at an intersection, Du Shuangling asked Wenhui: "Huihui, when will you perform on stage the day after tomorrow?"

Wen Hui replied: "Around three o'clock in the afternoon."

Du Shuangling asked with concern: "How are you preparing?"

Seeing Zhang Xuan and Mi Jian coming over, Wen Hui smiled gently and said, "The piece I am playing this time is one I am good at. I have been practicing it for several months."

Hearing this, several people were happy.

I'm really happy.

No matter what position? For what reason? In a foreign country, they are first and foremost Chinese and have a strong Chinese complex. Naturally, they hope that their compatriots will shine in the Western world.

When we arrived at the Brandenburg Gate from the airport, the setting sun was already shining, and the golden-red glow was like a layer of gauze on the quiet stone slabs. When Du Shuangling and Mi Jian were attracted by the beautiful scenery outside, Wenhui asked at the right time :

"Are you hungry? Why don't we go for a walk and take some photos?"

These words answered the hearts of Du Shuangling and Mi Jian. They looked at each other and happily agreed.

Knowing that her friend was coming, Wen Hui had obviously done some homework beforehand and introduced: "The Branden Gate is a neoclassical monument, a German neoclassical style building, ordered by King Frederick William II of Prussia It was built between 1788 and 1791 to commemorate Prussia's victory in the Seven Years' War.

It has stood tall in the city's history since the 18th century. The gate is a symbol of the separation between East and West Berlin and is one of the city's most important landmarks. "

Zhang Xuan was holding the bag in his left hand and putting his right hand in his trouser pocket. He faced the evening wind and looked at the three women taking pictures and talking, feeling particularly peaceful and content in his heart.

I can't help but think, how wonderful it would be if the three women could always live in harmony like this?

But he woke up from his fantasy later and knew clearly that this was impossible. Even if the three girls go in the best direction this time and don't completely break up, in the years to come, they will probably live on their own side.

Unless one day he gets seriously ill or encounters an insurmountable obstacle, then today's scene may happen again.

This is not his imagination, but his experience in his previous life.

In the past life, after five years of dating, Shuang Ling and Mi Jian were basically in a state of spiritual friendship. In other words, they were strangers. The best friends in the past kept one side while giving one side to the other.

Every time Zhang Xuan went north, Du Shuangling would turn a blind eye and ignore his schedule, not even making a call to check on him during the journey.

In his memory, during the time he spent with Mi Jian, the few phone calls the couple made were related to Comrade Ruan Xiuqin and the children at home.

For example, Comrade Ruan Xiuqin didn't feel well enough to go to the hospital when she was old. For example, the youngest in the family had a high fever and cried out to see her father, so that she would make a phone call.

Of course, Mi Jian also has a tacit understanding, but if Du Shuangling calls, no matter where they are? No matter how much the two of them love each other, Mi Jian will drive him away immediately and return him to the couple.

Just when his thoughts were wandering, Du Shuangling waved to him: "Come over and take pictures for us."

"Oh, here we come!" Zhang Xuan looked back and trotted over in a dog-legged manner.

First, I took a group photo of the three girls.

Then he took photos of them two by two.

Finally, the single photo.

A lot of photos were taken in one go, but none of the four mentioned taking a group photo of the four of them.

As if guessing the embarrassment of the four of them, Wen Yu in the middle came over and said to Zhang Xuan with a smile: "Give me the camera. Stand over and I will take a photo of the four of you."

"Okay." Zhang Xuan handed the camera to Wen Yu and walked over immediately.

Only halfway through, he began to mutter in his heart: Who should I stand next to?

According to his instinct, he would naturally be with the two actors.

But even if we stand together with the two actors, who is standing on the other side? Who is standing at the furthest distance?

Could it be that Mi Jian is the farthest away from him? That's not okay, he won't allow this to happen.

Should Wen Hui be allowed to stand at the forefront? He was afraid that if he dared to acquiesce, Wen Hui would dare to break up in the next few days.

The reason is very simple. The last time I went to the Shanghai Stock Exchange, I wanted to suppress Wen Hui, hoping that she would make further compromises. But this has to be done in a certain way. If you dare to suppress it again and again, otherwise who wouldn't have a temper?

At this time, what Zhang Xuan thought of, the three women also thought of, and even the two sisters Wen Yu behind them also thought of it.

For a moment, five pairs of eyes looked at him silently.

Feeling that he had become the center of the storm in an instant, the old man wanted to close his eyes immediately, fall down, and pretend to be dead in front of them.

Damn it, this is your own fault!

Keep smiling and try to smile. At this time, the old man's thighs felt as heavy as lead, but he still walked over pretending to be calm.

Then, under the silent gaze of the girls, he stretched out his hand and pulled Shuangling to stand between Wen Hui and Mi Jian. Then he sat down in front of Shuangling and turned to look at the camera.

Damn it, I'm just cheating like this!

Seeing this, Du Shuangling stood behind him with a smile, as if sitting firmly on a Diaoyutai.

Mi Jian and Wen Hui, who were standing to the left and right next to the two actors, glanced at the man in front of them, Nao Moxin, and then slightly raised their heads and looked at the camera.

The four delicate people remained quiet, but the two sisters Wen Yu and Wen Yu couldn't help but look at each other. From Zhang Xuan's sitting posture, one word appeared in the minds of the two sisters at the same time: greed!

According to the cards currently on the cards, Du Shuangling is his girlfriend, and Zhang Xuan should stand next to Du Shuangling, or put his arm around or hold Du Shuangling's arm for the photo.

But he didn't.

To take a step back, Zhang Xuan wanted to marry one of them in the future, and if the other two were lovers, he should have made hints and vague statements on the eve of the storm.

But he didn't either.

It seemed that Du Shuangling had won, but in fact she did not. Her advantage was not as great as Wen Yu and Wen Yu imagined.

It seems that Mi Jian and Wen Hui lost, but their losses were limited.

So everything is clearly expressed: he wants it!

So greedy! Which of these three women is not the object of men’s dreams? If he dares to play like this, isn't he afraid that all three women will leave him in the end? Wenyu, who advocates personal freedom, feels that he is playing an extremely dangerous game.

If the old man were here, either Zhang Xuan would ascend to heaven, or the old man would be so angry that he ascended to heaven, Wen Yu thought.