Journey to the West

  In just a few days, Tang Zhendong and Old Ye only did one and a half deals, but they had already earned as much money as Tang Zhendong made from selling fruit for two years. Each of them got nearly 20,000 yuan, and Tang Zhendong's finances became more relaxed.

  Yesterday afternoon, Tang Zhen Dong originally wanted to take some time off to bring the money back to his parents. Suddenly, he remembered that Yu Qing Ying had invited him to go to Kongtong Island for a weekend getaway. He took out his phone and saw that today was Friday.

  Early in the morning, after finishing his boxing practice, Tang Zhendong headed to the Dongkou Wharf where he had agreed to meet Yu Qingying the night before.

  The island of Dongji is a small island entirely at sea, and it's necessary to take a boat to get there. The port is also not big, and can't accommodate large ships, only medium and small-sized boats can dock. There are not many households on the island, about one or two hundred.

  However, Tang Zhendong has never been there either. He didn't have the chance to go. When he was young, he lived in a rural area, later came to Haicheng to attend high school, and then accidentally killed someone and went to prison. He just got out last year, always busy making a living, where did he have time to wander around?

  "Tang Zhendong, over here!" Yu Qingying, dressed in a sleek Adidas outfit, waved at herself with a bright and refreshing smile.

  Tang Zhendong sprinted a few steps, borrowed momentum from a small assistant, and "whooshed" over the iron railing of the small dock, which was as high as a person. This was Tang Zhendong's specialty.

  Tang Zhendong had a particularly good physical quality since he was young, whether it's running, jumping or explosive power, all of which are excellent. Tang Zhendong's specialty is climbing over iron railings.

  At the Hai Cheng No. 1 Middle School where Tang Zhendong studied, there was a small market behind the school playground, but the playground did not have a gate. To get to the small market from the main entrance of Hai Cheng No. 1 Middle School would take at least over ten minutes, so many students would climb through an iron railing behind the playground.

  This iron railing doesn't know whether it's for the convenience of students going to the market or for the vendors in the market to attract students, anyway, this iron railing is often separated by one root.

  A broken iron railing just happened to be large enough for a student to squeeze through, so at noon when eating lunch and in the evening when eating dinner, many students who were too lazy to walk would crawl out of this isolated railing to buy food at the small market.

  Tang Zhendong's specialty was the empty-handed rail flip. He would take a few dozen steps, then use his feet to exert force and perform a beautiful front flip, allowing him to clear the railing with ease. Many of his classmates at No. 1 Middle School had witnessed this move of Tang Zhendong's.

  Although Yu Qingying and Tang Zhendong were in the same class, Yu Qingying had never seen Tang Zhendong's amazing skill. When Tang Zhendong jumped up, he made Yu Qingying cover her mouth tightly, fearing that if Tang Zhendong was careless, he would be pierced by the sharp iron spearhead on the railing.

  But apparently, Tang Zhendong landed safely and quickly before Qingying's scream had a chance to escape.

  "You scared me to death!" Yu Qingying stroked her own soft chest with her hand, repeatedly smoothing out the air. The sight was infinitely enticing in Tang Zhendong's eyes.

  However, Tang Zhendong practiced Guiguzi's internal skill, which was quite good at controlling Jing Qi Shen. He lost his composure for only an instant and then recovered normally. "Haha, it's nothing, I often play like this. It's not that I'm looking at you anxiously, afraid that you'll wait too long, so I took a shortcut."

  "Don't do such dangerous things again."

  Facing Meiren's reminder, Tang Zhendong hastily replied, "Okay, okay."

  Yu Qingying arrived quite early today, and only a few colleagues from the newspaper office had arrived. Tang Zhendong was originally planning to come earlier and wait for Yu Qingying here, but he didn't expect Yu Qingying to arrive even earlier than him.

  Tang Zhendong had no idea what Yu Qingying was thinking, but as soon as Yu Qingying thought that Tang Zhendong would meet her colleagues at the newspaper office today, she couldn't sleep with excitement. Especially when she thought of the newspaper's rule that family members could be brought along, which meant that Tang Zhendong would participate in this tour organized by the newspaper under the name of his family member.

  This is no less than openly acknowledging their relationship, how can Qing Ying not be excited?

  Yu Qingying was so excited that she couldn't sleep. She barely slept in the second half of the night and got up at 3 am, then tried on her clothes again and again, although they had been chosen the night before. In the morning, Yu Qingying put on her sports suit again and again until she was satisfied with it.

  When Qingying arrived at the small dock, it was exactly 6 o'clock. The scheduled time for this activity was 7:30, and there was still half an hour left.

  The weather in September was still a bit cool, but Yu Qingying didn't feel the slightest chill. Her heart was filled with excitement and anticipation, oh, and even more so, a feeling of shyness.

  At six thirty, colleagues started to arrive one after another. Tang Zhendong also arrived at this time. When he came, it was just 6:40. He had originally planned to wait for Yu Qingying, because it's normal for men to wait for women. However, Yu Qingying didn't give Tang Zhendong that opportunity.

  "Have you eaten?" Yu Qingying asked as she saw Tang Zhendong's sweat.

  "Haven't you eaten yet?"

  "I haven't eaten either, let's go and have something to eat." Yu Qingying actually had a lot of food in her bag, on the way here, she ate a sausage.

  Not far away, there was a breakfast stall selling fried dough sticks and tofu brain. The two of them ordered three pieces of fried dough stick for 3 yuan, one bowl of tofu brain, and one bowl of soy milk. Tang Zhendong had a preference for tofu brain and never drank soy milk when he had tofu brain. However, Yu Qingying liked to drink soy milk, saying it was good for the skin.

  "If soy milk is good for beauty, then you shouldn't drink it anymore. You're already so beautiful, if you become even more beautiful, how can ordinary people live?"

  "Really, annoying, making people hear jokes." Yu Qingying patted Tang Zhendong, reminding him to pay attention to the influence.

  Tang Zhendong took a sip of bean brain soup and said with a sense of grievance, "I'm telling the truth, it's originally beautiful, what's there to be afraid of others saying?"

  "You're going to die, you still dare to speak?" Yu Qingying continued to gently and frequently pat Tang Zhendong's arm with her small hand.

  However, there are only a few people at the breakfast stall now. Although this is the time to eat breakfast, today is the weekend and many people's biological clocks are one or two hours later than usual.

  The boss of the breakfast stall saw the young couple who had just fallen in love bickering, probably reminded him of his own years, and smiled at them with a loud laugh, which made Yu Qingying catch it, suddenly blushing and lowering her head.

  As a result of Qingying's lowering her head, nearly a catty of fried dough sticks followed that bowl of fermented bean paste into Tang Zhendong's belly.

  "Have you eaten enough?" Yu Qingying asked Tang Zhendong, who was eating with great enthusiasm.

  "I'm full, but it seems like you haven't had much of an appetite." Tang Zhendong said, pointing to the bowl of almost untouched soy milk in front of Yu Qingying.

  "I'm not used to eating much in the morning and I don't eat a lot."

  "Ah, woman, spiritual food is much more important than material food. I praise you and you're so beautiful that you can't even eat your rice, haha." Tang Zhendong said with a smile at the end, unable to hold back his laughter.

  "You're going to die!" Yu Qingying chased after Tang Zhendong, who was dodging and weaving. The stall owner watched the two young people's banter, shook his head, and suddenly remembered something: this pair hadn't paid yet!