Sikong Yao was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and when she looked up, the sky was cloudless, and the scorching sun seemed to be laughing at her.

The punk man muttered for a moment and said, "It's not over yet, it's supposed to be a piping test now, maybe it's still too late!" ”

It seems that he is a person who does not admit defeat by nature, and Sikong Yao feels a rebellious punk temperament in him, a radical who never compromises.

Sikong Yao was infected by his emotions, and suddenly cheered up, nodded, and said, "How far is it from here to the test site?" ”

Although Sikong Yao is a student at the St. Edro Culinary Academy, she doesn't know the way here because she hasn't been here for a long time.

The punk man expected that Sikong Yao must not know the way, so he shrugged his shoulders a little funny, and said, "You don't know the way, right?" ”

Sikong Yao's face suddenly blushed like a delicate red apple, obviously being said by the punk man.

Sikong Yao prevaricated and said, "I've been out to study for a long time, and the road here ...... I don't remember ......."

The punk man laughed, unabashedly happy in his heart, this unadorned sarcasm made Sikong Yao feel uncomfortable, but the high-pitched voice made her feel an unprecedented frankness.

Intuition told Sikong Yao that this person could be trusted.

Sikong Yao stared at the punk man with his eyes and said, "Take me over?" ”

That soft voice could drive almost any man crazy, and who could refuse the plea of a helpless beautiful girl? Punk men are no exception.

He is not the kind of person who will hide his true thoughts in his heart, after looking Sikong Yao's moving figure up and down. He didn't hide the greed in his eyes, and said coldly: "You're not afraid that I will take you somewhere else?" ”

Sikong Yao shrugged his shoulders and looked directly into his eyes, and through his eyes, Sikong Yao saw a trace of firmness.

Sikong Yao smiled: "Your sanity should just be dedicated to the hippies of rock and roll, right?" ”

With a high-pitched and loud voice, with a little hoarseness, laughing heartily like a song of anger, the man lowered his head to look at Sikong Yao, and said with a smile: "From here to the baking room." It takes at least half an hour. It's northwest of the academy, and if you run over it now, I'm afraid it's too late. ”

Sikong Yao smelled a hint of sympathy, and felt that it would not be left like this. So he said, "What can you do?" ”

The punk man laughed, "How." Why don't you try my Harley-Davidson motorcycle? You're going to love the sound of his engine. ”

Sikong Yao didn't care how much energy Harley's powerful engine could burst out, she only knew that the speed would be faster than her legs, and that would be enough.

Sikong Yao urged: "Then what are you waiting for? ”

The punk man laughed, "Haha. There are very few people like you in this lifeless academy, let's go! ”

The punk man took Sikong Yao's hand and ran wildly in one direction, the speed was a little frightening.

Even in terms of a man's foot strength, Sikong Yao is not inferior at all, but this man with a punk temperament seems to run a few points faster than ordinary people.

Sikong Yao reluctantly followed his footsteps and weighed it in his heart, it is estimated that a person like this can run from one side of the stage to the other side in just a few seconds, and he can always be presented in front of the audience.

Sikong Yao suddenly understood that he must be a man with great expressiveness.

The punk man let go of Sikong Yao's hand with lightning speed, and almost jumped onto his Harley-Davidson motorcycle, the same moment the key was clicked, he turned the handle of the motorcycle, and the V-twin engine made a sound like roaring thunder, like a powerful chord that filled the distortion, wild and extremely charming.

Sikong Yao was surprised by his agility, and at the same time the man shouted, "Hey! If you don't come up, you won't have time! ”

Sikong Yao came back to his senses and jumped on the motorcycle as if he was no less impressive, if the punk singer was a wild leopard, then Sikong Yao was like a galloping hare.

The punk man whistled, as if praising Sikong Yao's skills, "Not bad! Sit tight! ”

Without waiting for Sikong Yao to react, the punk man turned the handle of the locomotive, and Sikong Yao suddenly felt that the environment on both sides was blurred into a colored light, and Harley shot out like a black lightning bolt!

The roaring wind whistled in his ears, and Sikong Yao could barely hear the laughter of the punk man.

"Haha! Well, my Harley isn't bad! ”

"What do you say! I can't hear you—" Sikong Yao cried out with his ears covered, unable to hear what he was saying.

Originally, Sikong Yao thought that the Harley, which was covered with labels and graffiti, would be very bumpy, but in fact, it was the opposite, compared to the wind whistling in his ears, this motor vehicle was unexpectedly quiet.

Sikong Yao also quieted down, thinking about this abnormal contrast.

The sound of the wind in his ears suddenly became a little softer, although Sikong Yao still couldn't see the sides clearly.

The punk man slowed down, and Sikong Yao's silence made him a little uneasy, maybe she couldn't stand this speed, after all, not everyone enjoyed the high-speed excitement of drag racing as much as he did.

"Hey! What's wrong! Scared? The punk man originally thought that Sikong Yao would enjoy this sense of sprint as much as he did, a rare normal person who could talk to him.

As the speed slowed down, the wind became softer, and Sikong Yao could barely hear the man's voice clearly, and shouted in response to him: "No fear! Your car is surprisingly quiet! ”

The punk man laughed and said, "Haha, simple, pure, powerful, these words themselves are synonymous with driving a motorcycle!" ”

Sikong Yao felt that he seemed to be in love with his locomotive for ten minutes, but in fact, Sikong Yao also seemed to be infatuated with this car, and it was really a wonderful thing to sit on it and gallop.

Of course, if Sikong Yao is allowed to become the driver, it will be another matter, she will not risk her life to fly to this point. However, she inexplicably believed in the man's technique, and there was no logic at all.

In fact, since its inception in 1984, the Harley-Davidson Softail has become the world's most popular custom tuning car line.

The essence of the Softail model is to keep the engine on a rigid mount, which reflects the stiffness of the rear end while providing the smoothest driving feeling, and the answer comes from the TwinCam88B engine, whose tightly packed steel mount design minimizes vibrations as the vehicle roars forward.

Celebrating its 90th anniversary, the FatBoy Harley is the definitor of style, with the simplicity and sophistication of the hardtail for many years, and has been leading the design trend and making other models reluctantly "follow the trend".

The most important thing for the Softail collection is the kind of true classic fashion that never goes out of style, so that punk musicians are intoxicated.

The speed was so fast that it was almost a foul, and Sikong Yao's eyes couldn't open, but she was still afraid that she wouldn't be able to catch up with the time of the test, and shouted, "Hey! Can't you just drive a little faster? ”

The punk man was stunned for a moment, then single-handedly took out a pair of sunglasses that were just on the rearview mirror of the motorcycle, and he put them on to cover the wind.

"Then sit tight!"

When he put on his sunglasses, his whole body, along with the black rock costume, seemed to merge with this FatBoy Harley, and he turned into a straight black lightning bolt, whistling through the quiet campus!

Sikong Yao felt a shock in the car, and the whole person stuck to the man's back, the speed was too fast, but this was exactly what she wanted.

Thirty minutes, more than ten kilometers of long road, he cut it down to less than five minutes, even at the speed of a four-wheel drive, this rebellious punk man is obviously breaking the traffic rules.

But no one cared, Sikong Yao only hoped that he could be faster!

However, this is already the limit of this Harley, but despite this, Sikong Yao is still very satisfied. The only thing that made her feel a little embarrassed was that she was so fast that she couldn't lift her head, and could only press against the man's back.

Compared with this punk musician, the untrained Sikong Yao may not be as indifferent as him.

A screeching grinding sound resounded in the sky, and the cool Harley threw a perfect round black tire mark on the ground, and a dashing and elegant end with the fall of the man's footsteps, and the Harley's tires even smoked.

"It's here, let's go!"

The punk man showed a bright smile, so warm that it seemed to be able to melt people, which seemed a little out of place with his punk temperament, but it made Sikong Yao feel a little indescribable.

He probably shouldn't be as frivolous as he seems.

Sikong Yao also smiled at him, turned around and ran wildly, running all the way towards the test room, that place she had been to before, and it would definitely not be mode. When I went to the opening ceremony of the Heart of Sacred Food, a duel with He Lai was held in that place.

Sikong Yao's feet froze, his abruptly stopped figure turned back, and he shouted at the man who was about to leave: "Friend! What is your name! ”

The punk singer didn't answer Sikong Yao's question, but threw a card from afar and shouted, "If you want to thank me, come and watch my performance tonight!" ”

Sikong Yao jumped up and caught the swirling card, and when she raised her head, the punk singer had quietly left, and the engine sound of the V-twin engine remained in the air, roaring and pleasant.

Sikong Yao didn't take a closer look at the colorful black cards, so he randomly put them in his arms, and immediately no longer hesitated, racing against time to rush to the test room.

Sikong Yao didn't have the time to think about meeting at this time, He Lai would be furious like a rioting black bear, and she had only one thought in her heart: Please, you must catch up! (To be continued......)