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Chapter 255(1/2)

"Ding ~"

The Ferrari rang twice, stopped by the side of the road, and lowered the window.

Zhai Shaobai turned his head and shouted: "Zheng Yin."

Zheng Yin walked by with a red face, although she had to bend down to see Zhai Shaobai in the car window.

But she still felt that she was very small.

"Get into the car, I'll take you back to school."

"No, thank you, Mr. Zhai, I want to take a walk by myself."

"Do you know why rich people buy cars?"

Zhai Shaobai smiled and looked at Zheng Yin's neckline that was drooping because she bent down. It could be vaguely seen from the light of the street light that there was still a lot of material inside.

Zheng Yin's face suddenly turned bloody and she said in a stiff voice: "We poor people don't know, and they don't need to know!"

"Because we are unwilling to waste our precious time on these useless things. Get in the car and experience the world of rich people, so that you can be more motivated."

"Thank you, no need!"

Zheng Yin turned around and left.

"Zhao Chang'an!"

Zhai Shaobai just shouted, and Zheng Yin stopped and looked at Zhai Shaobai through the front window glass of Ferrari.

"Is this stubborn donkey quite interesting? I wonder if Zhu Shidun's pig succeeded?"

Zhai Shaobai muttered in a low voice, and then said in a louder voice: "I am very interested in your proposal. Get in the car and let's talk in detail."

Zheng Yin hesitated a little.

"Do you know, the more successful that person is, you and I will be more like two jumping clowns!"

Zhai Shaobai's words completely shattered Zheng Yin's "shell".

Her cheeks twitched and her eyes were full of hatred, she sat in, and looked at Zhai Shaobai straight: "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

“Hait up with a seat belt.”

Zheng Yin was a little confused. She had also made a taxi, so she could drive the ordinary Ferrari door, but she didn't understand how to wear the seat belt at all.

"I'll help you."

Zhai Shaobai owed his body and lay down in front of Zheng Yin.

Zheng Yin was so scared that she hurriedly hugged her hands in front.

However, Mr. Zhai Shaobai controlled the space and almost never touched Zheng Yin. He pulled the seat belt and carefully tied it for her.

The fragrance of the Gulong perfume and Zhai Shaobai's thin face made Zheng Yin fascinated for a moment.

"Buzz~"

Ferrari left long.

“Dududu~”

Zhai Shaobai rode his motorcycle to the school gate, but he didn't see Zheng Yin.

He ran to the IC phone booth with concern and called the paging station to leave a message to Zheng Yin's BP machine: "Xiaoyin, why didn't I see you? Didn't you go to the dormitory? Zhu Shidun, 11.30, 22:03."

——

22:16.

"Lingling ~"

Computer science department is a sophomore 641 female dormitory.

"Who?"

"Xiaoqing, I'm Zheng Yin. If Zhu Shidun calls me and asks me, you'll say I'm going to bed."

"Yeah, yeah, what's going on?"

"Nothing happens. I'm in the computer room tomorrow night. Who would sisters want to get on the computer? Let's talk about it in advance, and connect to the computer for four hours (one machine for two hours)."

"Hell, that's great!"

——

Zheng Yin handed Zhai Shaobai's Motorola GC-87c to him: "Thank you."

"Is this being investigated?"

Zhai Shaobai smiled.

"No matter what you think, Zhu Shidun and I are innocent, he is not qualified yet."

Zheng Yin said seriously.

Zhai Shaobai, I understand.

——

22:30.

Zhu Shidun, who had been waiting for almost half an hour in the night wind at the school gate, saw that his BP machine had not been on, and finally couldn't help calling Zheng Yin's dormitory.

"Who?"

"Hello, I am Zhu Shidun, is Zheng Yin here?"

"Hehe, she's asleep-"

"Oh, oh, it's okay, I'm fine, I just don't worry about asking, don't call her to answer the phone, thank you."

"Pu ~"

The phone hung up.

Zhu Shidun, who put down the microphone of the IC phone booth, looked relieved.

——

In the next two days, Zhao Changan had not received Liu Qihua's call and could only wait patiently.

The last two classes on Thursday morning were music classes that only took place once every two weeks.

Class 1 of Microelectronics and Radio and Television Journalism, Department of Cultural Relics and Museums, Department of Materials Science, and Four classes attended together.

Zhao Changan and Sun Yiyang walked into the public classroom, which was already full of people. It was obvious that many students without classes came to take the class.

Music teacher Cao Suqiu is beautiful and beautiful, and is said to have no boyfriend yet. She is dressed in an ancient style of the Republic of China, and is very popular among some students.

"Who do you want to find? If you don't find a seat, we have to stand and listen!"

Seeing Zhao Changan standing at the door looking around, Sun Yiyang couldn't help but urge him.

Since the trip to Qiandao Lake in dormitory 506, there have been very subtle changes between the six people.

Whether you go to the cafeteria or take classes in public classrooms, you no longer have sex with you.

So there is no more saying that you can occupy a seat.

"I'm face-blind, show me where are the girls in the news department sitting?"

"Damn!"

Sun Yiyang cursed in admiration, and his head pointed to the front right: "You can't even see such a group of super-level girls? There are three, four or five rows of walkways against the wall on the right, and there are also others, which are quite sporadic. Are you looking for Zuo Bei, Chu Baoqin, or Jiang Chunying, and Yuan Rong?"

Sun Yiyang is well-known to him.

"Walk."

Zhao Changan left.

"Don't, I won't go!"

Sun Yiyang is actually a relatively dedicated person. Now that he is in love with Yue Lei, he has no intention of finding another woman.

Yue Lei will become an exchange student in his senior year next year, which is the time for him to develop another girlfriend.

"what ever."

Zhao Changan was also unwilling to Sun Yiyang to follow him. One vacancy and two vacancy are different concepts.

How can there be so many empty seats around the beauties?

In the midst of all the noise, Zhao Changan walked to the right-most aisle to the wall and came to the third row.

Look at each face:

Melon-shaped face, no.

Omelly face, don't recognize it.

Melon-shaped face, no.

A heart-shaped face, not either.
To be continued...
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