Zhao Zijian's driving skills are very skilled.

But let's be honest, this kind of supercar runs at a speed of less than 70 kilometers per hour in the city, and it's really not comfortable to sit on.

This kind of car was built with only two ultimate missions: pretending to be a bubble girl, and getting off the track.

But Wei Lan sat in the car, but he didn't feel flustered at all.

She asked Zhao Zijian, "You say, Chen Xiaochen shouldn't come to harass me again, right?"

Zhao Zijian smiled and said: "Then where do I know, maybe people will buy a Lamborghini when they turn around, and they want to race with me, whoever wins is whoever wins." ”

Wei Lan turned his head and glared at him, "What did you say?"

Zhao Zijian turned his head and glanced at her, and quickly explained, "It's not me who said that, it's the logic of rich people!"

Wei Lan hated, "Don't say that he buys a Lamborghini, even if he buys a Porsche, I hate him just as much! It's not that I don't know that he has money!"

Zhao Zijian was speechless for a moment, corrected in a low voice, and said: "Except for a 918, most of the other models of Porsche are not as expensive as Lamborghini. ”

"Oh?

Wei Lan was surprised, she hadn't paid attention to this information, and thought that the most expensive sports car in the world was called Porsche, but at this time, she just listened to it, because Zhao Zijian's words made her attention shift instantly, and she asked: "How do you know these things so well? You won't be a rich second-generation disguised civilian child, right?"

The more she thought about it, the more reasonable it became, "You are an ordinary student, I called over, and you borrowed a very expensive sports car in the blink of an eye? How much is this car? Hey...... I remember that I have seen your parents and ...... them all It's not going to be all of you, are you?"

Zhao Zijian made her scalp tingle when she asked, "Teacher Wei, where are you going?"

Wei Lan collapsed in his seat, "Go home, where else can I go but go home!"

But after a pause, she said, "But don't drive directly into our community!"

Zhao Zijian nodded, "Don't worry, understand!"

Zhao Zijian, the community where Wei Lan lives, has just been, and he still remembers the name and general direction of the community, so he drove in the general direction of that side first.

But before she could get there, she said, "Okay, you pull over, I'll go back by myself!"

Zhao Zijian said: "There is still a way to go, right?

Wei Lan sighed and said, "Stop, I'll go back!"

Zhao Zijian had no choice but to pull over.

When the car stopped, Wei Lan sighed again, then turned his head to look at Zhao Zijian, and smiled bitterly, "It's really good to have money, so I can't take your car anymore." I found that so many people looked at this car and took pictures all the way, and I felt that people were looking at me and envy me, and I couldn't help but feel a little excited and proud in my heart. I'm afraid that if I sit like this again, I won't remember who I am! What if that Chen Xiaochen suddenly comes to me tomorrow in a Lamborghini? I don't want to become a woman who worships money!"

After a pause, she said: "You too, Zhao Zijian, I don't care if your family is rich or an ordinary family, how you like to act, what kind of face you use to live, it is your freedom, but as your teacher, I still have to advise you ......"

She touched the car's valuable carbon fiber-wrapped center console and said, "You must not rely on yourself to drive a good car in the future, just flirt with girls everywhere, do you know?" It's really hard for girls to resist this temptation, and you can easily become a swinger who takes girls seriously, at that time, when you play empty, you want to find a true feeling, it's impossible, because you're used to easily capturing the girl you like with a car, so you don't know how to give your heart...... As a result, it will be difficult for you to gain true love. ”

Speaking of this, she looked at Zhao Zijian's face and said, "Don't rely on yourself to be handsome...... The face is the same as the car, it is all external, understand? The teacher said that, just a little advice......"

"Teacher Wei......"

"Huh?"

"I'm not really a rich second generation. ”

"Whatever you say, I hope that after the beginning of the New Year, I can still see you riding a dilapidated bicycle. ”

After a pause, "Hey...... How do you open this door?"

Zhao Zijian loosened his seat belt, leaned over, and hooked the doorknob.

A supercar like Lamborghini, in order to pursue the ultimate performance, the body is made to lie down very low, and the scissor doors are really not easy to open.

As soon as Zhao Zijian's body leaned over, Wei Lan straightened up.

Fortunately, after all, it was winter, and everyone was dressed thickly.

Even if Zhao Zijian's body was already lying on her thigh, there was no real touch, but his shoulders were quite broad, and this action almost inevitably "hit" Wei Lan's chest a little - he moved quickly, and with a slight pull, the switch was turned on.

But the key is the psychology of people, and there will be some strange feelings.

Zhao Zijian's body shrank back and said, "Push it up gently, and it will open." ”

Wei Lan exhaled softly, pretending not to care, no longer looking at Zhao Zijian, just tentatively pushing up, and the scissors door really opened - she unbuckled her seat belt, hesitated, and said, "Hey, Zhao Zijian." What kind of teacher-student love I told Chen Xiaochen about, don't take it seriously, you know, I just quit to make him feel difficult, so I ......"

Without waiting for her to finish, Zhao Zijian nodded, "I know, don't worry!"

Wei Lan also nodded, then twisted his body and drilled out.

Sure enough, in addition to being expensive, this car is really not as comfortable as an ordinary car.

But humans are really good learning creatures.

When he got into the car just now, Wei Lan opened the door of the Lamborghini from the outside almost without a teacher, and now when he got out of the car, he used a near-standard action to buckle the door back with both hands.

Then, she waved her hand, "Let's go!

After a pause, she said again: "Thank you, Zhao Zijian." ”

…………

When Zhao Zijian parked the car in the underground garage of Yu Mingxia's house, he saw that his bicycle was next to him, and he also dropped the lock, parked the car, took the key and went up, and knocked on the door of Yu Mingxia's house.

Yu Mingxia opened the door and let Zhao Zijian in first, Liu Xinxin had already stumbled over and hugged Zhao Zijian's legs, Zhao Zijian picked her up and handed the key over, Yu Mingxia took the key, and asked with a smile: "It's done so soon?"

Zhao Zijian smiled, "As soon as Rambo comes out, it will be a success!"

At this time, Liu Xinxin suddenly asked: "Brother, brother, did you take it to pick up girls?"

Yu Mingxia glared at her while laughing, "Xinxin, what kind of pickle girl, who did you learn from?"

Liu Xinxin shyly stuck out her tongue and smiled into Zhao Zijian's arms.

Zhao Zijian explained with a smile, "It's really not a pickle girl, a friend encounters something difficult, so he will borrow your Lamborghini to the other party." ”

Yu Mingxia smiled and shook her head, "You boys......"

She obviously thought that Zhao Zijian's friend borrowed this car to pick up girls, but Zhao Zijian didn't bother to explain again.

At this time, she handed over the key again, "If you like to drive, you can drive it first! But you must hurry up to get your driver's license, otherwise it will be really troublesome to be caught driving without a license!"

Zhao Zijian waved his hand, "I don't need it." ”

While talking, he saw his car key on the dining table, so he put down Liu Xinxin, went over to pick it up, and said with a smile: "If I need to pick up a girl, this key is enough." ”

Yu Mingxia laughed.

Liu Xinxin jumped up, "Brother, brother, I want to pick up girls too! Take me to pick up girls!"

Yu Mingxia and Zhao Zijian laughed together.

…………

After a delay back and forth, it was almost eleven o'clock, Zhao Zijian pushed the car and went out of the city, and once he left the main city, he immediately sped up.

His task today is to carve stones in the morning and turn the ground in the afternoon.

He contacted on the Internet a few days ago and bought more than a dozen seedlings of traditional Chinese medicine, and it is estimated that they will arrive in two more days, so he plans to turn over the ground and water it today, and when the seedlings are ready to soak the seedlings, the ground should almost be dry, and then loosely turn over again - the land in this yard is different from the outside field that has to be turned over twice a year, and people come and go in the yard, and they have already stepped on it.

When I arrived at the small courtyard, I locked the door and walked back and forth in my yard first.

Well, this temperature is already more comfortable.

Walking over and taking a closer look, the only vine left in the yard is beginning to loosen its bark, but it has not yet budded, and it is estimated that the reaction will be slow, and it will take at least a few more days.

After inspecting the small territory, Zhao Zijian first filled a tank of water with pressurized water, and then changed into dust clothing, put on a mask, and officially started construction.

And just when Zhao Zijian was seriously working hard for "immortality", thousands of miles away in the suburbs of the capital city, at the gate of a courtyard with a signboard of "Zhou Changqing Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine", Zhou Changqing, the director of the institute, with several of his big disciples, finally received a counterpart from afar, Qi Yanjun, deputy director and chief physician of the oncology department of Qidong Provincial Hospital, and professor of the medical school of Qidong University, and her students.

Everyone had already made contact in advance, had a certain preliminary exchange, and deeply felt the other party's determination and confidence in overcoming cancer, and the hope of traditional Chinese medicine.

Then Zhou Changqing first took Qi Yanjun and his party to visit their research institute, and also selected two patients to discuss and inquire, and after a hurried lunch, another group of people sat in a narrow conference room and began to introduce themselves and communicate with each other in depth.

Qi Yanjun was surprised that the other party's research on the treatment of cancer with traditional Chinese medicine had gone so far and carried out so many beneficial clinical practices, while Zhou Changqing was surprised that Qi Yanjun, a top oncologist in the system, was willing to believe his research results.

So the two sides soon talked more and more deeply, until it was getting dark.

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