Chapter 718: Sad youth and beasts in clothing

Luo Dinglei suddenly curled up his lips, "Okay, you can arrange this for you, but you must be able to get Teacher Jiang to drive."
"I'm doing my best!" Cheng Lin's eyes lit up. Two days is one hundred yuan. Except for fifty yuan of travel expenses and board and lodging, one weekend can make a net profit of fifty by just going out to play. Her five yuan commission...
On the other side, Wei Sheng looked up at Luo Dinglei when he talked about the car race on the Wulong Mountain. He then squinted his eyes when he heard him talk about the Bulls.
"Who is Luo Quankun from you?" Wei Sheng asked, raising his eyebrows.
When Luo Dinglei heard Wei Sheng's words, the wine glass he had just raised to his lips paused and looked at her in surprise, "Do you still know my second uncle?"
Wei Sheng immediately knocked his head with his hands. Luo Dinglei and Luo Quankun were both named Luo, and Luo Dinglei was young, knew the rules of racing, and knew what prejudgment was. Not only did he show pure driving skills in the game hall. , I went to high school and drove a motorcycle to school.
It is strange to say that his family did not go deep into this trip.
It's just that Luo Dinglei still has this kind of relationship with him, he turned out to be the nephew of his enlightenment teacher.
Facing the questioning Luo Dinglei, Wei Sheng had to laugh and say that he had heard of Luo Quankun's name.
Luo Dinglei was surprised and felt that it should be right, and then suddenly said, "Are you a car fan?"
Wei Sheng stared at him and nodded.
That Fang Cui Xian looked sideways at her. This seemed to be the second time he heard the name Luo Quankun. The last time was at the party organized by Li Luzhu Xiaoxiao. I remember that there was a man named Yu Wenwen. The boy said his father was sponsoring an F1 car, and Wei Sheng asked Luo Quankun about it.
Since she knew Luo Quankun, why did she hide it in front of Luo Dinglei.
Is it true that you just heard of Luo Quankun's name?
But seeing that Wei Sheng was using his chopsticks to fiddle with the noodles in the bowl, he didn't know what he was thinking.
In fact, Wei Sheng was just thinking about the natural fragility of F1 cars. The race on the mountain road is a private gambling game. It seems to be a car race. This is an opportunity to visit Luo Quankun. Thinking of this, he turned his eyes to Cui Xian. On his inquiring look, "Are you going to do anything next week?"
Cui Xian shook his head, and Wei Sheng said to Luo Dinglei, "Can I bring someone?"
On the other hand, Luo Dinglei glanced at Cui Xian obliquely, and smiled faintly, "Although the tent is tense, it is a little troublesome to rent, but who makes me relevant, so many people are not worse than him."
Cui Xian stared at him and laughed out loud.
Laughed disdainfully.
Just like boys who are quite old and each have their own excellent boys, Luo Dinglei seems to have a natural dissatisfaction with Cui Xian, even if the other party does nothing, he even feels that Cui Xian has a natural sense of superiority. I was also quite disdainful of the identity of his second generation ancestor.
And he himself, in fact, received the notice from his second uncle when he turned eighteen last year, intending to let him drop out of school to join the team and train him to become a racing driver. In his second uncle's view, this should be considered as the best use. At least for him, it is better than "wasting" a good time in school.
Luo Dinglei also successfully repeated the grade, but still insisted on staying in school. At least, he will carry this semester down.
He strained his face and poured himself a glass of wine again.
This kind of young person's casual and slightly melancholic temperament attracted Cheng Lin's attention, but she just glanced at Luo Dinglei secretly while drinking, and couldn't help feeling a little curious about him. It feels like this boy hides an incomprehensible heart under the appearance of pretending or making fun of female classmates every day.
It was as if she often felt that he would become sad inexplicably, and in a flash, it seemed as if he was back to that unruly look.
But what does this have to do with myself.
...
After leaving the hotel, Cheng Lin took a taxi for everyone in the commercial street. Luo Dinglei only said that he had an appointment with his friends, and then left everyone behind.
Then there were ten people left. Cheng Lin thought that it would be too wasteful to hit three cars, and refused to agree to Wei Sheng's practice of leaving alone, so she discussed with the driver's master that each car would take five people.
Fortunately, the investigations were not strict these years. Five people squeezed into a car and backed up from time to time, but Cui Xian, who was sitting in the back seat, was assigned a task of holding Wei Sheng.
On the way back, Wei Sheng sat on Cui Xian's lap. The latter wrapped her arm with one hand, and Qingjun's face turned to the window to watch the night view on the street.
Sitting on the side, Lu Shishi looked at the two with some envy. Somehow, she felt that this scene was different and warm. She wondered, when will she be able to make an excellent boyfriend and stand up for herself at a critical moment. When you come out, you can hold your waist and accompany you to appreciate the prosperous and unattainable night of the capital.
Like every young man who has become more and more melancholic and affectionate at this age, as his xinxing gradually changes from ignorance to maturity, it seems that he has a completely different view of everything that is happening around him. With a little sadness.
At this moment, Wei Sheng looked back at Cui Xian with a weird expression, and saw that his face was as usual, looking out the window coldly, and his clean and beautiful face was slightly deep.
But what's going on with that stiff thing.
shameless!
Moral!
Dressed beast!
The section of the return journey was extremely bumpy.
...
On the same day, Luo Dinglei came to the stadium and unexpectedly saw his second uncle standing beside the stands eating instant noodles, and then told him that the classmates of the weekend game were going to help out.
"Naughty!" Luo Quankun's first reaction when he heard this was an angry scolding, "What do you call your classmates to do? Do you know how full the mountain is to watch the game by then! Even the hotel at the foot of the mountain was vacated today? Yes, where did your classmates come to live? I went to school on Monday and quickly pushed them off to make the mess."
Where is Luo Dinglei convinced, "I'll tell them to live on the mountain. Don't you all live in the mountain tent camp? I will have 20 tents, up to 30."
Luo Quankun's complexion flushed red with anger, "Do you think your house opened the tent camp? Twenty or thirty tents, where can I find you twenty or thirty tents! So many foreigners can't settle for a place now," Don't say more about this!"
"Second Uncle!" Luo Dinglei was softened, and begged, "I've blown it out, how can you not let me slap me! Oh, by the way, I made a friend in the game hall and played cymor technology. She is better than me. I will introduce her to you. Maybe she is a good seed again?"