Chapter 641 An Unpleasant Party

The coalition forces led by the United States have triumphantly triumphed all the way in Afghanistan as if they had entered no one's land. According to the current progress, it is definitely predictable to occupy Kabul this month and dismantle the Taliban's rule in Afghanistan.

However, the pain and changes that 9/11 brought to the entire American society cannot be reversed by the good news on the battlefield in Afghanistan.

Because of this tragedy, Stanford University, which was originally honest and graceful, has canceled many activities this semester.

However, as soon as November came, the school became a little restless, and various activities gradually increased. In the school's stadium that can accommodate 85,000 people, the rugby team is training hard, and another one attracts everyone's attention—including Feng The ones with a flat eye are the cheerleaders.

They have hot bodies and hot clothes. Everyone's face is full of princess-like pride and self-confidence—even if some people's looks don't fit the public's aesthetics, their figures, tsk, are very devilish.

Every time you see them, you will feel better, and feel that the sky is bluer, the trees are greener, and life is better.

Huang Jingping is pregnant now, lying on a foldable beach chair, wearing a loose skirt and a big cashmere scarf, her face is full of brilliance that is completely different from those of the cheerleaders, it is the brilliance of motherhood .

"Baby's dad," she greeted happily when Feng Yiping walked over with a book in his arms.

"You sit, I'll come." Feng Yiping leaned down, hugged her and kissed her, and took the earplugs of the iPod that was just released at the end of last month, out of her ears. It doesn't matter, as long as you're in a good mood."

Huang Jingping hugged him and got tired, "I feel good when I see you,"

"Eat even if you're in a good mood," Feng Yiping took the car incubator to the table, and took out the dishes one by one, "It's so delicious!" He boasted.

"Then finish eating," Huang Jingping was already starting.

Her stomach is getting bigger day by day, and her appetite is also getting bigger day by day. Although she always eats small and frequent meals, she feels very hungry every time she eats.

On Palm Avenue, Li Jialun was driving a Porsche. He parked the car somewhere and said to his girlfriend, "Come on, come with me to meet a friend,"

Eating, even if it's a picnic outside, is actually a very private matter. No one will be happy if people you don't know well come to disturb you.

Hearing someone calling his name, and seeing that it was Li Jialun, Feng Yiping stood up unhappily, "Hello, what's the matter?"

His first impression of Li Jialun was not very good, and he didn't meet many times afterwards, which was worse than nodding acquaintances.

"Hey, you guys are having a good day," Li Jialun said, looking at the dishes on the table, "Your girlfriend made this, it's really rare!"

The female companion he brought, after hearing this, slapped him on the arm in disbelief.

"Hello," Huang Jingping also greeted him with a smile.

Seeing her figure, Li Jialun was a little surprised, "Please sit down quickly."

Seeing that Feng Yiping didn't invite him to sit down as usual, or asked him to have a taste politely, he also knew that he might disturb the two of them, "I have a small matter with you. The day when the overseas students in the Bay Area gather, why don’t you bring your girlfriend to visit? It’s not a bad thing to know more friends,”

This is actually his second invitation, but most of the international students here are still thinking about how to integrate into the mainstream society of the United States so that they can have a good development in the future, and Feng Yiping has already passed this stage. There are a group of Americans around him, hoping to have a good development in the future, so he feels that there should be no common language with those foreign students. He refused the first invitation very simply.

However, even if you invite me for the second time, it’s not good to refuse, "Okay, let me know the time and place, and let me know."

Just go for a spin then.

"Isn't Feng Yiping just in his early 20s? Why is he thinking about having a child now? Is it an accident?" As soon as he got back to the car, his female companion asked Li Jialun.

"If the accident is okay, I'm afraid it was planned to give birth to an American child." Li Jialun glanced at the two people who were talking and laughing at the school picnic and said.

"No way?" the female companion questioned, "Since Feng Yiping can write such a book, wouldn't he be in such a hurry to do such a thing?"

"Why not?" Li Jialun said with a smile, "People in the Mainland, sometimes they are too shrewd, hehe, the structure is still too small," he shook his head.

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This time the party was in San Francisco, it was a little far away, and after thinking about it, there were not many topics to talk about, Feng Yiping cruelly left Huang Jingping behind, "Hey, sleep well at home, I'll be back soon,"

As a result, he came back sooner than expected.

The party house is pretty good, and the environment is also good. You can see the Golden Gate Bridge from the yard. The owner is said to be a second-generation father whose identity is hard to disclose. He is currently studying art at City College of San Francisco.

Among so many prestigious schools in San Francisco, City College should be the best one to get into, because to put it bluntly, it is a public community college, a good place to mix diplomas.

According to the rules here, Feng Yiping brought a bottle of California local wine to the door. Li Jialun enthusiastically introduced him to more than 30 people who attended the party, "Feng Yiping, yes, you guessed it right, he is the author of Blue Ocean Strategy , is currently an exchange student in our business school,"

The party was also very American. Everyone held wine glasses and stood around the room, but the food provided included Chinese dishes such as Yangzhou fried rice and fried noodles.

"So it's you, you're amazing!" A few guys who looked like they might be the leader pulled him to sit in front of the big French window in the living room, and he could also see the Golden Gate Bridge from here.

Although they are all Chinese, among these few people, some were born and raised in the United States, some are from across the strait, some are from Hong Kong, and of course, like Feng Yiping, some are from the mainland.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, everyone naturally turned the topic to the inland area. They were all about how good this place is and how bad the inland area is. It was lively and exciting.

Feng Yiping listened to a few words, but really couldn't take it anymore, the others were okay, he looked at the foreign student from Shanghai with some anger, why did you say that?

That buddy also looked at Feng Yiping with some displeasure, what are you looking at?

How boring!

Feng Yiping put down his wine glass, "I'm sorry, everyone, thank you for your hospitality, I have something to do at home, I have to go back early,"

Li Jialun was talking endlessly about what to do in the Mainland and how to change that. He has the style of governing a big country like cooking a small fish. Hearing Feng Yiping's words, he said with a smile, "Yes, you should go back sooner. You don’t know, classmate Yiping is not only the first among us to become famous in the United States, but he must also be the first to be a father, and his girlfriend is now pregnant.”

Everyone looked at the youngest Feng Yiping on the scene, and couldn't help being a little surprised, but they all smiled and said to him, "Congratulations, congratulations!"

"Yiping, what do you think about these issues?"

"Yes, Expert Feng, tell me your opinion."

"I have no opinion," Feng Yiping really didn't want to talk nonsense with them.

"No, why don't you have an opinion? Let us see a thing or two, you won't be charging for it!" Li Jialun smiled and pulled him back.

Well, that's what you asked me to say.

"In my hometown, there is a saying, 'Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back'," Feng Yiping said.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the surrounding people changed.

ps: On the last day of the month, at the end of the last month before the Spring Festival, I look forward to your enthusiastic voting!