1367 The Charming Girl Arrives Chinese Poetry (1/2)

Zhang Zian thought that this girl who had just come to the top of the mountain was somewhat familiar. However, he thought about it but could not think of anyone.

By observing her face while she talks to her phone, no one else seems to be replying to her. It seems to be some live broadcast or video, it is very popular now, so she is probably some slightly popular host online. He might have occasionally seen her content when he uses his phone on and to work.

She claimed to be Little Snow in front of her mobile audience, so that should be her nickname online.

Several elderly people at the top of the mountain also noticed her. Although she did not say anything, her speech broke the silence of the top of the mountain. Therefore, on their faces, they showed different degrees of dislike, disdain, and rejection of something new.

She also seemed to have felt the unfriendly atmosphere but tried to focus on the screen of her mobile phone. She only squatted at the door for a while, showing the audience the appearance of the foggy sky and the sea and the Teahouse In Hidden Fog. With that, she then entered the tea house.

Zhang Zian continued to wait outside.

The online viewers may not be able to see clearly, but as a bystander, he can see that she is still a little nervous and not relaxed enough in front of the camera. This was to be expected. After all, there is something about every job that isn't easy.

It's about to be ten o'clock soon.

He began to seriously consider the possibility of the other person not turning up, although he is quite looking forward to that happening, what might then be a good time for him to leave?

The fog makes his clothes wet. His skin and hair are also wet, and he did not feel very comfortable, although the air is really fresh.

He will wait until 10:30. If the other party does not turn up, he will leave. At least he will have something to tell Auntie Liu and his parents. It clearly isn't his fault if that happens.

After making up his mind, he felt more at ease.

Standing in the cold at the same spot, he decided to pace back and forth in a small area and occasionally watched the old men playing chess.

At this time, his cell phone rang. He took it and saw that it was ten o'clock. It was a message sent by the other party.

He thought it was - ”Something cropped up, I can't come, I will see you next time,” but it is actually - ”I am here.”

Arrived?

He turned his head to look at the mountain road.

In the haze, a woman's silhouette gradually emerges, from being vague to increasingly clearer. She walks out of the fog with a step that is not deliberate but graceful.

Not only Zhang Zian but also the other people who noticed her on the top of the mountain all looked at her.

”Checkmate...” A grandfather half-opened his mouth and randomly placed a chess piece that he picked up.

”To hell with your checkmate! Your horse hasn't crossed the river yet!” Another old man who played against him was annoyed and immediately threw the chess pieces back.

It's not that they haven't seen a woman, but the appearance of this girl is really amazing.