Chapter 58: Traffic Jam (Part I)

"I was just downstairs in my apartment and saw a very stylish convertible, do you know whose it is?" Lin Wanyu asked curiously.

"Oh, it's Mr. Zeng." Lu Zhanbo said.

"That convertible is yours? Teacher Zeng. Lin Wanyu nodded and said clearly.

"Or else?" Zeng Xiaoxian smiled proudly.

"My dad had one too, but he usually pulled the convertible up." Wan Yu said.

"How else would you call it a convertible?" Zeng Xiaoxian said proudly.

"But if you pull the convertible up, there won't be any kids peeing in the car just now."

"Ahh What did you say! Zeng Xiaoxian yelled and ran towards the outside of the bar, this car is rented!

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"By the way, Mr. Zeng, are you going to drive your convertible?" Chu He sat in the driver's seat, looked at Zeng Xiaoxian beside him and asked.

"What are you kidding? Of course not! With this sports car, what kind of convertible do I drive! was snatched by Hu Yifei and handed over to Zhanbo to drive. Zeng Xiaoxian said.

"Didn't Zhanbo just get his driver's license for three days? Dare to open an elevated highway? Chu He was also stunned.

"You don't want to see who his sister is." Zeng Xiaoxian pursed his lips and said.

"Chu He, how about handing over this sports car to me to drive?" Zeng Xiaoxian came to Chu He's side and said.

"Okay." Chu He nodded, got out of the car directly, and sat in the co-pilot.

After a while, looking at Zeng Xiaoxian, who was still tinkering, Chu He asked helplessly, "Teacher Zeng, what are you doing?" Still not driving? ”

"Forehead······ I have never driven such a high-end car, so I was a little nervous. Zeng Xiaoxian said nervously.

"Yes. Let's come with me, after all, Mr. Zeng, you are on TV today, and I will give you a higher style. Chu He rolled his eyes helplessly, and changed positions with Teacher Zeng again.

"Boom~Buzz~"

A black-red lightning galloped by, Lamborghini Revington's accelerator continued to roar, Chu He skillfully controlled the steering wheel with one hand, and Zeng Xiaoxian sat in the co-pilot with a frightened face.

"Can you drive slower? And can you hold the steering wheel with both hands? Zeng Xiaoxian was wearing a seat belt, grasping the grip with one hand, and said with a frightened face.

"Please, Mr. Zeng, this is a supercar, not Xiali, how can the speed be slowed down. Moreover, what is the difference between a supercar and a salted fish if it does not drive with one hand? The corners of Chu He's mouth were slightly upturned, watching the scenery outside move backwards, the trees on both sides moved rapidly, and the vehicles retreated one by one, and said lightly.

"But you're too fast! Yifei and Zhanbo have been left behind by you, okay. Zeng Xiaoxian looked back from time to time, and said with a trembling voice.

"I said, Mr. Zeng, you are too timid, this speed is already very slow for a supercar." Chu He couldn't help but retort. A supercar, sixty miles is still fast? Isn't it fast if you have to reach twenty miles?

"Safety comes first, speed is not the most important thing." Zeng Xiaoxian said.

"Okay, okay, safety first, safety first, but Mr. Zeng, how many miles do you usually drive? This is already very slow, okay, besides, Zhanbo is a novice, and there is a Fei staring, the speed of the car is definitely not more than twenty miles, it is normal to get rid of him. Chu He controlled the steering wheel with one hand, looked at the car in front of him, and complained helplessly, he couldn't stand the noise pollution from Zeng Xiaoxian's yelling, and he could only try to slow down.

"Anyway, just slow down, I'm afraid."

"By the way, Mr. Zeng, why don't I teach you something interesting." Chu He looked at Zeng Xiaoxian's cowardly expressions, his mind turned, he thought of an idea, and suddenly the corners of his mouth curled, and he suddenly said to Zeng Xiaoxian.

Zeng Xiaoxian was stunned for a moment, and asked rhetorically, "What?" ”

"Like me." Chu He said, opened the window, stretched out his hand, and said lightly: "I heard others say that when the speed reaches 20 miles, you can have the feeling of A, when the speed reaches 40 miles, you will have the feeling of B, and when the speed reaches 60 miles, you will have the feeling of C, do you want to try." ”

"Boring." Zeng Xiaoxian complained.

The next moment, a Lamborghini Ravinton was speeding on the elevated road, and two big hands stuck out of the window, one left and one right.

"I'm afraid there is an E in this." Zeng Xiaoxian muttered excitedly.

Hearing this, Chu He said with a black line: "Teacher Zeng, have you touched it?" ”

Zeng Xiaoxian thought for a while, shook his head and said, "No, have you touched it?" ”

Chu He thought about it carefully, Su Xiaoci's definitely has E, it is soft, and it feels good, and it can't be held with one hand.

In the words of Truth Nai, there must be D, and as long as it is two years longer, E will definitely be there.

"You can ask Ziqiao, he must have touched it." Chu He won't say it stupidly.

"Zi Qiao? No, Mika isn't that big. Could it be that real people don't show their faces? Ziqiao is really blessed. ”

"! I mean, among Zi Qiao's sisters, there must be E, just ask him when you go back. ”

Suddenly, Zeng Xiaoxian's body fell forward and was pulled back by the seat belt, Zeng Xiaoxian took a deep breath and said angrily: "What are you doing." Why do you brake suddenly, you can feel the feeling of 36E in no time. ”

"Teacher Zeng, are you addicted to touching? I've never seen you so, have you? Chu He stopped the car, looked ahead, and said lightly: "There is a traffic jam ahead." ”

"Then what should I do, it won't delay me going to the TV station, right?" Zeng Xiaoxian stretched out his head to look ahead and asked eagerly.

"I can only wish you good luck." Chu He shrugged his shoulders and said that there was nothing I could do about it.

"Hey, Chu River, you are also blocked here." Hu Yifei's voice sounded, and Chu He looked behind him, only to find that even Zhanbo had arrived, and he was just blocked behind Chu He's car.

"Why don't you go ahead and have a look?" Zeng Xiaoxian said with some anxiety.

Chu He pushed open the car door, walked down, and said, "Forget it, I'll go to the front and have a look." ”

After half an hour's effort, Chu He walked back from the front, looked at Zeng Xiaoxian sympathetically, and said: "Okay, Teacher Zeng, now you don't have to worry, because you are completely hopeless, eight cars in front of you rear-ended, seven Japanese cars, although there are no casualties, but the whole road has been stuffed like a sausage, if you want to clean up, it will take at least a few hours." ”

"What then?" Zeng Xiaoxian frowned, got out of the car, and stepped on the spot: "No, I'm going to go to the TV station, how far is it from the TV station." ”

"Hehe, Mr. Zeng, you don't want to, there are still 30 kilometers of TV here, 30 kilometers is 30,000 meters, and you still have 52 minutes, which is 3,120 seconds, except for that, congratulations, it just equals the world record of the Jamaican flyer." Chu He laughed.

(End of chapter)