Chapter 126 The Man Who Carries Old Newspapers with Him

Apart from the two teams that were clearly confronting each other, there was a small group of girls on the side of the children from the compound. The girl in the tiger-head hat was among them, and her hat was particularly eye-catching.

Naturally, both sides would follow convention and start arguing with each other for a while.

People from the compound scold people from the alley for being blind. Can they tease anyone?

Why are the people from the alley scolding the people from the big compound so arrogant? If you have the guts, show me how to fight back.

When they saw Wang Heping coming, the group of people seemed to have found a backbone and started calling him "Brother Tiger" and "Brother Tiger" one after another.

Wang Yuanchao was a little surprised. Shouldn’t he call him “Brother Heping”, “Brother Ping” and “Brother Wang”?

Maybe the second brother is more ferocious and fights like a tiger?

Wang Heping naturally walked to the side of the alley children and said:
"Hound, what's going on?"

Wang Yuanchao felt that this name was somewhat familiar, and a voice beside him whispered a reminder:

"The hound from Dongsi, the one who works at the trust store."

When he turned around, he saw Zheng Guoqiang standing beside him without him knowing when.

Wang Yuanchao was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. His body’s alertness was not high enough!

No, next time I have to wear an iron collar, otherwise someone could get close to me silently and hit me on the neck, and I wouldn’t be able to defend myself.

What can happen if people from both sides start to quarrel with each other?

It was simple. After Tiger Head Hat showed off his skills, more male beauties gathered around him.

She was wearing a tiger-head hat and no military coat, so who would have known that she was from the compound?

Then there were more flower-guarding messengers, and each side pulled people together. More and more people gathered, and there were sometimes thirty or forty people on each side.

Wang Yuanchao glanced at his second brother. He must be the one who flirted with him at the beginning!
He flirted with her, then ran away. Now he's back again, trying to stop the fight? Or join in?

The girls didn't say anything either. I don't know if they were afraid to say anything or if they were happy to see the boys like this (Wang Yuanchao couldn't help but complain in his heart).

The hunting dog from Dongsi and the rag doll from Xidan were both well-known gangsters, but the one who came later not only called the hunting dog by his full name, but the hunting dog also politely answered the question.

Even the rags were politely nodded to others.

The young men from the compound took a look and feared that he was a big shot who was no less powerful than a hunting dog.

There were also many people who followed Wang Yuanchao to watch the fun; some of the ignorant and stupid teenagers who were brave enough came very close, they didn't know the danger!

The second brother is also an old hand, and he suggested that everyone try their best, whether it's a mule or a horse, to take it out for a walk to see who can slide faster.

The loser just apologizes and the matter is over.

Everyone didn't really want to fight. After all, people from both sides had gathered together and they couldn't afford to lose. If they really fought, the casualties would be huge.

If there is an acquaintance known to both parties, or a big shot with a higher status comes forward to mediate, it basically gives both sides a way out.

Apparently, someone in the compound also knew the name of Wang Lao Hu in Luoguxiang, a retired big boss. After he retired, he had several bosses under him, and the young boss Lie Gou was one of his veteran subordinates.

Although there are many Hutong children, they are divided into several factions. Now a retired boss has emerged and has integrated them a little, but they are still not as pure and united as the children from the compound.

As for the children from the compound, seeing that there were more people than them, they did not bully others, but instead put forward a more fair suggestion.

But you can't just accept it directly. You have to bargain and put forward some of your demands, right?
The two sides went from being on the verge of a fight to a verbal sparring.

Wang Yuanchao was watching the fun from the side, occasionally listening to Zheng Guoqiang's introduction, when suddenly a voice came:
"Hey, is that you?"

It’s the little girl in the tiger hat!

Seeing his confused look, the girl was a little unhappy. She wrinkled her red nose and said a little depressedly:
"Don't you remember me?"

Wang Yuanchao recalled the past in his mind like a slide, and he seemed to have some impression of it.

Seeing his expression of sudden enlightenment, the girl's eyes became a little crescent-shaped:

"Do you remember it?"

Wang Yuanchao acted like a familiar person and gestured:

"Why are you here? And wearing such a cute tiger hat?"

The little girl smiled and said:
"Really? I think it's cute too, and it keeps you warm. By the way, why don't you come to our bookstore to read anymore?"

Ah!
bookstore!

That salesperson!
"So you're not going to work today?"

The man in the tiger hat said, "We have been taking holidays all the time! Have you taken the exams?"

Wang Yuanchao said:

“I’m already working…”

The tiger-head hat covered his mouth in surprise, cute and lovely:

"You're actually working? I thought you were still in school!"

The two of them were chatting, which made the people in the opposite compound unhappy:
We were still trying to decide how to react because someone with the tiger-head hat was flirting with us, but over there, the guy with the tiger-head hat actually started chatting with someone in the alley?

It feels quite ironic that Your Majesty surrenders first when we are about to fight to the death.

Doesn't this make what they do ridiculous???

The leader of the compound was Qiao Na's brother, Qiao Qi. He raised his hand to stop the argument and whispered to the others around him:

"Do they know each other?"

The other friends also shook their heads, indicating that they didn’t know the situation.

Wang Heping also didn't expect that his third brother actually knew the root of everything - the tiger-head hat.

It really is his style!
Road:
"It seems that the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple?"

This is a show of goodwill. If they are a family, there is no need to decide who wins and who loses. It would be embarrassing for either party to apologize. Besides, the girl is having a great time chatting with his son, so he is not at a disadvantage.

Qiao Qi didn't expect that his sister would actually chat with them, and it seemed that she even took the initiative to run over there. It was really disappointing.

"Jozi. Tiger, huh?"

Wang Heping smiled and said:
"Brothers, please be kind. My name is Wang Heping, and over there is my brother Wang Yuanchao."

This name sounds quite nice, because someone from the courtyard has already whispered:

"Another aid to North Korea..."

Qiao Qi said:
"That's my little sister, Qiao Na. She works at Xinhua Bookstore."

Wang Heping was not to be outdone:

"My brother works in the art troupe."

The Hutong children suddenly felt that Brother Hu's brother was indeed a tough guy. The young man was not very old, but he actually joined the art troupe. This was definitely a great honor for everyone! Everyone immediately held their heads high and looked very proud.

Qiao Qi knew very well that it was difficult to join the art troupe, even harder than the army!
"formal?"

Wang Heping is unhappy. Who is he looking down on?
"Do you know about "Love My China"?"

Qiao Qi smiled:

"Why, your brother is also participating in the performance?"

Wang Heping sneered twice, took out a newspaper from his pocket and handed it over.

Qiao Qi took the newspaper in confusion, but it turned out to be an exclusive interview report about the Railway Art Troupe.

Oh, is it the Railway Art Troupe?
That’s not easy to get in, huh.

hiss--

He took two deep breaths. The report clearly described the entire process of the creation of this divine song, and also clearly stated that the composer of the lyrics and music was Comrade Wang Yuanchao, although he only mentioned it briefly.

Look at this newspaper again, it’s from October 10th last year.

Good man, carry it with you, right?

He respectfully returned the newspaper to Brother Hu opposite him. If there really was a genius who could create such a work, even if his father came, he would probably be polite to him. The pen of a writer is more powerful than a sword or a gun, and should not be offended easily.

"No wonder your brother and my sister get along so well. We are both cultured people and intellectuals! Unlike me, I am a rough guy. Brother Heping, we are friends after a fight."

Wang Heping didn't want to cause trouble in the first place. He had retired from the underworld long ago. Just now, he saw that his old subordinates were in disarray and he felt that he couldn't resist their momentum.

Xidan's Raghead is a contemporary of his, even debuting a little earlier than Wang Heping. Like Lie Gou, he also has a formal job, working in a recycling company (collecting waste). Due to the nature of his job, he continues to be a stubborn old man.

Not only was the hunter a generation younger than the others, he also only inherited a portion of Wang Heping's power. They were just all from the hutongs, and they were united in opposing the people from the compound. Bluffing was fine, but if they really started fighting, nothing was known.

But when Wang Heping came forward to say hello, Labutou had to give him more face. Even if he was doing it for other younger brothers to see, he had to show more respect.

What's more, Wang Heping was a good fighter back then.

(End of this chapter)