Chapter 8: That Touch of Melancholy (《》)

"I'll go to Hailan in two days. Do you have any ideas?"

Beiting shook his head and let Xiang Yufeng talk in his ear. He had been cold-blooded for seven years. He thought he had been used to the cold-blooded and cold feeling, but after walking around, he returned here. It felt so good here. Every inch of land here was so warm.

September 1st – the opening date of Hailan College.

The latest BMW light blue sports car was driving steadily on the way to Hailan Academy. The one driving was a girl wearing an Italian topper and a princess butterfly dress. Her ink blue eyes and yellow faces showed the mixed-race of the Central and European races rippling in her blood.

This is the first time Mei Yihan has driven her beloved car independently on the roads of our country! This is a birthday gift from Mei Yihan's favorite grandmother. Although this BMW sports car is not as expensive as the lotus bought by her father, compared to her grandmother's carefulness, the superiority of this BMW sports car is reflected in the simplicity and smallness of operation, which is more suitable for a girl's needs.

While Mei Yihan was driving steadily, two sports cars were rubbing against her car mirror and drifting by quickly, which scared Mei Yihan so much that she was shocked and almost couldn't hold the steering wheel. Mei Yihan looked at the black sports car with 757575 as the license plate number. Her face turned cold and her lips tightly pursed showed that the owner was quite angry and the consequences were quite serious.

Beiting was in the passenger seat, looking at someone with a pale face and a little begging.

Someone shrugged and said helplessly: "I'm very slow, otherwise this guy would have to look at my butt. But then again, you are so stingy, how could you get motion sickness? If you say it, you won't be laughed at by someone to break your teeth."

Beiting pointed to the speed display light tremblingly, and said with a hint of trembling in his voice: "The speed is 275 yards per hour, it's already very slow? Do you know how many times you have been photographed along the way?"

"Tsk!" someone shook his hair and said disdainfully, "Have you ever played flying at low altitude? You are really old. Let you see four hundred and seventy yards another day. That is the real speeding car. Everything around you passes away in an instant, and the whole world is under your control. It feels like flying at low altitude, just one word, it's great!"

"Speed ​​47 per hour!!" Beiting looked at someone who made him feel quite scary and said in disbelief, "You, how can you, you have a car with a speed of 47 per hour?"

"You don't believe it. Who can drive the original car from the Speed? Who is the Speedman who is not modified or modified? Alas, you can't tell me about Niu Playing the Qin. I insist on this girl looking at my butt. Beiting, you have vomited once, and you won't vomit a few more times. You'll sit down!"

After someone spoke, Beiting only felt that he was gradually rising up. No, he began to float. Beiting grabbed his hand guard tightly and looked ahead with a pale face.

Wow.

Accompanied by a long sound of the car, the modified and heavyweight sports car with license plate number 757575 suddenly became extremely flexible, dragging a long afterimage to gallop forward.

The pedestrians along the way looked sideways, expressing the "stunned" in the Chinese idiom to the fullest.

", my parents' butt, haha, crazy, no matter how crazy, I'll drive a Bugatti and look for abuse like an eggplant!"

"Second brother, is this guy crazy?" Shen Cheng looked at the butt of the car that threw them away in disbelief, and turned his head with difficulty to look at Zhang Yucheng, who had a gray face in the driver's seat.

Shen Cheng didn't dare to continue talking anymore. He knew that this was a sign of his second brother's anger before his repressed anger. It was no wonder that Zhang Yucheng was extremely depressed. Bugatti, who was known for his lightness and speed, was so superb that he could not even see the butt of a car. He didn't have the face to see anyone.
Chapter completed!