Qin Feng returned to the dormitory. Li Jing and the others slept like dead pigs. Qin Feng was really tired, so he lay down on the bed and slept.
The six of them slept in perfect agreement until noon, until a roar woke everyone up.
"Holy crap, what should I do? What should I do? It's going to end!"
The one making the whooshing noise was none other than Zhao Haojie.
Qin Feng threw a pillow over and said angrily: "Li Jing just stopped, and you started acting like a monster again, right?"
Zhao Haojie came to Qin Feng's bed in his underwear, handed him his mobile phone, and said, "Brother Feng, help me. I accidentally sent the message to the wrong group."
"What do you mean?"
"Look quickly."
Qin Feng looked at Zhao Haojie's phone and found that he had posted in the class group, "I miss you so much, Little Beaker."
Below, a lot of people asked questions, including the counselor.
At such a large social death scene, Qin Feng felt embarrassed even through the screen.
However, the message has been sent for five minutes and cannot be withdrawn.
"This message was originally sent to my school girl, but I accidentally made the mistake. Brother Feng, please save my life." Zhao Haojie said pitifully.
Qin Feng sighed and said: "It doesn't matter how big it is, just learn from it."
Then, Qin Feng sent several messages to the class group.
"I miss you so much, alcohol lamp."
"I miss you so much, Evaporator."
"I miss you so much, Erlenmeyer flask."
"I miss you so much, potassium permanganate, hydrogen chloride."
"Ah Chemistry, I love you."
After Qin Feng finished this series of posts, Qin Feng used his WeChat ID to reply with a thumbs up emoticon.
Immediately afterwards, everyone gave thumbs up.
"Done." Qin Feng returned the phone to Zhao Haojie.
Zhao Haojie was so impressed that he was so impressed that he said with a shocked look on his face: "Brother Feng, ah no, you will be the God of Wind from now on, you must be thinking too fast.
"Young man, study more. There is no harm in learning knowledge." Qin Fengzun taught.
"God of the Wind, please accept my worship."
Everyone woke up when Zhao Haojie made such a noise.
Qin Feng rushed to wash up first, and then prepared to go to the library to enrich himself.
At this time, Cao Jingjing of Zhuomei Group called and asked Qin Feng to come to the building to discuss cooperation.
"Do you have time? Let's sign the contract." Cao Jingjing said.
The first thing Qin Feng said was, "Does your company take care of lunch?"
"Keep your fill."
Qin Feng hung up the phone, put on his suit and prepared to set off, but as soon as he went out, he was driven away by the hot air.
Forget it, in this 38-degree hot weather, wearing a suit is not good for your balls.
So, Qin Feng put on big pants, a white vest, and sandals, looking like a laid-back person.
Before leaving for Zhuomei Building, Qin Feng made a special call to Sansan. Last time, Qin Feng and her had reached an agreement that she would be Qin Feng's agent.
Although it was a verbal agreement, Qin Feng already recognized her.
Sansan felt very surprised after receiving the call.
"The sun came out in the west today?" Sansan asked with a smile.
"Come on, I'll treat you to dinner." Qin Feng replied.
"Invite me to dinner? So nice?"
"I'll take a taxi to your music store. Wait for me for ten minutes."
"Okay, come on, I'll wait for you after closing time."
Sansan hung up the phone and immediately closed the music store.
Ten minutes later, Qin Feng arrived as scheduled. Sansan was dressed in a hot girl outfit, which made Qin Feng's scalp numb.
Sansan looked at Qin Feng who had never seen the world and joked: "What are you looking at?"
"Big cities are good, you can dress freely."
"Does it look good?" Sansan put her little hand on Qin Feng's shoulder and said with orchid in her mouth.
Qin Feng nodded and said: "It looks good, but be careful when going out at night. Be careful of perverts following you.
I lost one last week. "
"You bastard, let's go. What are you going to treat me to? Western food or Japanese food?"
"Let's pour rice over it."
"What? Donburi, you invite a sexy girl to eat donburi? Is that appropriate?"
"What's the matter? Come on, I'm starving."
Sansan handed Qin Feng the car keys and said with a smile: "Drive this one."
Sansan’s new mount, the Yamaha R6, is a dark motorcycle that is sure to impress.
This kind of car can only be described in three words, "really cool".
"Are you coming or am I coming?" Sansan asked teasingly.
"Nonsense, of course the man is driving."
"Come on, man, let me see your driving skills."
Qin Feng straddled his long legs and mounted the Yamaha. The roar of the engine made his blood boil.
Sansan sat in the back and hugged Qin Feng.
Since it is summer, everyone is wearing relatively thin clothes, and the friction between clothes will inevitably make people feel astringent.
Qin Feng put on his helmet and struck a cool pose, but his outfit was not cool at all.
"It's a pity that we don't have motorcycle clothes." Qin Feng sighed.
"You take me to the bend, and I'll buy it for you."
"Sure?"
"certainly."..
The so-called bending is fun for a while, but it is still a test of skills to play motorcycle bending in both crematoriums.
Qin Feng's ability to drive a motorcycle is average, and he is currently unable to do difficult cornering. He needs a suitable opportunity to awaken his talent.
After Sansan put on his helmet, Qin Feng was ready to set off.
However, because he was not familiar with this motorcycle, Qin Feng stalled as soon as he started, started again, and stalled again.
Sansan sat behind Qin Feng and dived several times. Sansan's chest hit Qin Feng's back.
Sansan seriously doubted that Qin Feng did it on purpose.
"Is it fun?" Sansan asked coldly.
"Haha, I'm sorry, I'm a little nervous, hold me tight, I'm about to go."
After starting for the third time, Qin Feng started smoothly and then drove slowly on the road.
What a guy, a million-dollar Yamaha motorcycle that drives like an old-age scooter.
At a traffic light, Sansan knocked on Qin Feng's helmet and complained: "Can you go faster? There is no speed limit here. Normal motor vehicle driving, you should go 60 miles."
Sansan's complaints made Qin Feng very embarrassed, and even the system brothers couldn't stand it anymore.
"Ding, the driving talent is currently awakened. The initial talent is green level. In the future, as the driving age increases, the effort value will increase and the talent will be upgraded."
With green level driving talent, there is no problem in driving a tank, let alone a motorcycle.
In an instant, Qin Feng's vision became wider, and the originally crowded traffic seemed to be a broad road.
Is this talent?
So scary.
However, Qin Feng did not accelerator crazy, the reason is very simple, this is a city road.
The more skilled a person is, the less he will risk his life, just like an experienced driver will not approach a big truck pulling gravel.
Just because you are awesome does not mean that other drivers are awesome. Once an accident occurs, it may not be your fault, but the outcome is the same.
Generally speaking, there are thousands of roads, and safety comes first.
Qin Feng still moved forward steadily, but Sansan finally couldn't stand it any longer, and said at the next traffic light: "Get off the car, I'll drive."
Qin Feng pulled the car over, got out of the car and said, "Are you sure?"
"Sitting in your car will make me mad to death."
"Then you drive it."
Sansan got into the car skillfully, and when she sat in the car, her already hot figure became even more eye-catching.
"Why are you standing there? Get in the car." Sansan said coldly.
"You can get in the car, but I'm afraid I'll bump you."
"What's hitting me?"
"gun.
"
"What gun?"
"Machine gun, blue fire, click, click, click."
Sansan was speechless at Qin Feng's childish behavior. Apparently she didn't understand what Qin Feng meant.
"Get in the car quickly." Sansan urged.
"Fine."
Qin Feng got into the car and then leaned close to Sansan. Sure enough, Sansan felt something abnormal in his waist.
Sansan thought of something, but she didn't say anything about it. She thought to herself that it was quite surprising.
"Hands hold my waist." Sansan ordered.
"Can you hold the headlight?" Qin Feng asked.
"Headlight? My light is in front, how can you hold it?"
"It's not that light."
Sansan reacted for two seconds, then turned around, pinched Qin Feng's waist hard, and said, "Are you trying to be a gangster with me?"
"Oh, okay, okay, just kidding, let's go, Zhuomei Building."
"snort."
Under normal circumstances, try not to make dirty jokes. Many girls hate making dirty jokes, especially when facing unfamiliar boys.
Of course, Qin Feng is an exception, really an exception.
