My girlfriend is an idol

When everyone slapped their stomachs and leaned back on the chairs with toothpicks to pick their teeth, Li Xianzhe looked at the dazzling array of empty plates on the table and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

Fortunately, these girls didn't have any "conscience" at all. After taking a break, they helped to carry the plates into the study for a cleaning battle.

"Go back and have a good rest. This is the living expenses for you during this period of time that I personally paid for you, so don't suffer yourself."

Before sending these girls away, Li Xianzhe wrapped a white bag for each of them, which contained a lot of dollar bills.

On the one hand, he knew in his heart that these girls came to the United States again because they were used by Li Xiuman for their private rights.

So he gave these girls some pocket money out of guilt.

On the other hand, he has never treated the trainees he is familiar with, regardless of men or women, in material aspects.

After sending these girls away, Li Xianzhe's life once again ushered in a fixed pattern.

But the difference is that there are a few more people around.

The next day, after filming the "Iron Fist" scene, Li Xianzhe took off his uniform with the help of the crew on the set and got into the car directly from the back door.

Because the filming locations of "My Girl's Generation" and "Avengers 2" are not in the same place, even if I faintly guessed the trajectory of Li Xianzhe's next actions, Lin, who is the driver, usually asked.

"Boss, where do you go next?"

Li Xianzhe rubbed his swollen brain, took out the medicine bottle, poured two capsules into his mouth and chewed. The unappreciable bitterness made the corners of his eyes twitch.

Looking up at the sky outside the car, the sky slowly turned black. After swallowing the medicine dregs in his mouth, Li Xianzhe said, "Walk around first."

In recent days, I wonder if it was caused by his psychological factors.

Li Xianzhe can feel his headaches more and more frequently, not the kind of unbearable pain that the brain is drilled into by an electric drill, but bursts of pain.

Just as a sick heart suddenly lives in the brain, every time it beats, the brain will expand outwardly.

Knowing that he was in a bad mood, Lin didn't speak, and started the vehicle directly.

Leaving the shooting location, the night view of Atlanta flashed past Li Xianzhe's eyes like a film in reverse.

Until the sky was completely dark, I watched the message "Oba, when are you coming back" from Jin Zhini on the phone.

Lee Hyun-cheol only remembered that they should have finished part of the filming of "Running Man" today. Compared to other people, Kim Ji-ni seemed to be unable to let him go.

When I went out in the morning, I still said, "I will definitely be back when the shooting is over. Wait for me."

It is a coincidence that Qiu Suojing and the others also packed up their things and rushed to the studio because of Luo Yingshi's summons.

This big house ushered in his days of living alone again, which is why Li Xianzhe did not choose to go home directly after the shooting.

I finally got used to the mode of being accompanied by someone and suddenly I was alone again. With this empty feeling, I just thought about it and felt that there was a constant loss of power in my body.

"Stop it?"

Suddenly, Li Xianzhe, who was leaning on the back seat, spoke casually.

"Squeak..."

After receiving instructions, Lin slowly stepped on the brakes.

Feeling that the speed of the car under the buttocks is slowly decreasing, Li Xianzhe asked again, "Where are we now?"

"It seems to be the Cortland Street Bridge."

Lin stretched his head out of the window, but unfortunately it was not possible to park directly on this bridge, so he stretched his head back and asked, "Boss, can I find a place to park first?"

The Courtland Bridge is not unfamiliar to Li Xianzhe, who lived in Atlanta for a period of time.

It itself is located in the central area of ​​Atlanta and is the only way to the Capitol and Georgia State University.

The bridge spans multiple railway lines and is surrounded by 7 campus buildings.

The local authorities that Li Xianzhe knew had tried to demolish it many times for renovation and reconstruction, but it was shelved for various reasons and was re-exposed for discussion many times.

Facing Lin's question, Li Xianzhe glanced at the other vehicles waiting in line behind him, nodded slightly, there is a parking place under the bridge, let's find a parking place first.

"In the early 20th century, the construction of the railway promoted the development of Atlanta, but at the same time it also caused the division of the city and brought inconvenience to residents, prompting people to call for a viaduct on Washington Street to improve traffic."

After parking the car, Li Xianzhe and Lin Xiang re-boarded the Cortland Street Bridge, walking along the sidewalk area on the edge.

During this period, he and Lin exchanged views on the history of the bridge.

"The railway company at that time was also involved in the construction of the viaduct because they wanted to close a nearby crossing in order to adjust their railway operations.

In 1906, after several years of controversy, the Atlanta City Council approved the construction of the Washington Street Viaduct, which is now the Cortland Street Bridge."

"Boss's familiarity with this bridge seems that even the locals may not be able to say so comprehensively."

The night breeze was blowing slowly, and Lin Sushou put on the jacket he took out of the car to Li Xianzhe. The two stood in the center of the bridge and looked at the nearby streetscape.

As Li Xianzhe said, there are seven campus buildings near this bridge, where more than 30,000 college students and countless commuters live.

Therefore, if summed up by the flow of people, this is one of the most "crowded" and "prosperous" areas in downtown Atlanta.

Young people, especially college students, are a key component of the industrial chain that promotes the rise of the local economy no matter where they are.

"I have also had times when I was ignorant and lamented the prosperity of the United States. Things like these are the products of the past when living conditions were difficult."

Li Xianzhe pointed to a place where vendors gather in the distance. In places like the United States, there will be many vendors gathering in specific places.

However, most of the stalls in the United States are based on people in the area near their door, and at a specific time some useless goods are sold for the second time.

The most distinctive one is yardsale, which refers to the stalls selling idle items and fleamarket in their front yard, also called flea market.

And these stalls generally sell second-hand goods, old furniture, old appliances, old clothes and hats, etc.

Of course, the stalls in the eyes of Americans can be sold.

Because they like to sell second-hand goods and buy second-hand goods.

"Dare to sell everything except old toothbrushes. I dare to buy everything except old underwear."

This is the most direct experience Li Xianzhe once had after in-depth contact with Atlanta's stall culture.