Shen Wen Jingyang, the son-in-law of the three generations of the Shen family.

Who is the Shen family?

The famous nobles of the Song Dynasty have experienced hundreds of years of ups and downs today.

The Shen family has an excellent family style, and the descendants are all excellent and have made achievements.

Now the Shen family has a great say in all walks of life, and few other families can face its edge.

The last "mistake" of the national youth F3 can be said to be the black history of Shen Wenjingyang.

No media dared to report on the most crucial turning point in the car.

It's all vague skimming past and then focusing on how hard the first place finishes to win the championship.

1st Place: ...... I think I was really just trying to keep the third place.

Therefore, when Shu Zhiqiu went to search for the results of the game afterwards, he found that there was no Lin Qingyin in the top three, and he did not see any reports about Lin Qingyin on Weibo.

Shu Zhiqiu couldn't help but sneer and put the phone down.

What about the 100 outstanding racing drivers from the world, Shu Zhixia was so arrogant before, isn't he still reduced to a companion?

Deserve.

There was a sound of pushing the door behind him, Shu Zhiqiu sorted out his expression, looked back and smiled sweetly.

"Thank you, Brother Junyi."

Junyi handed Shu Zhiqiu a cup of tea and smiled warmly.

He glanced at the time: "Zhiqiu, I'll go out and make a call." ”

Shu Zhiqiu smiled and nodded.

Outside the hallway, Junyi dialed the phone on the other side.

Although he is far away in Z City, the identity of Jun's family is there, and he knows what the media dare not report afterwards.

"Ah Yang, did you do it on purpose?"

The mobile phone was accidentally turned on and amplified, and Junyi's gentle voice sounded in the box.

The boy was holding the mobile phone, and his hands were still in the posture of handing the mobile phone to Shen Wen Jingyang.

His expression was a little embarrassed.

On the leather sofa next to him, Lin Qingyin raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Is it convenient to turn on the amplification?"

Lin Qingyin looked at Shen Wen Jingyang inquiringly.

Shen Wen Jingyang took the phone with a comfortable demeanor, and the amplification was not turned off, and his answer was very short: "Hmm." ”

Well, that's arrogant.

Lin Qingyin leaned back on the sofa and took a sip of water.

The person over there laughed: "Still can't afford to lose?" ”

Shen Wenjingyang frowned, and the other boys in the box were silent and did not dare to speak.

"Junyi, do you want to deal with your rotten peach blossoms first?"

"Rotten peach blossoms?"

"I know you don't like to go to some small talk online areas, such as your school's post bar, or you ask around the school."

Shen Wen Jingyang gave two ways of information, but there was no reply.

The silence of the box was broken by the ringing of a mobile phone call.

Lin Qingyin nodded in apology: "I don't think it's so troublesome." ”

Connect the phone and turn on the hands-free as well.

"My good sister, congratulations on not finishing in the top three. Oh, no, I didn't get the top 30 either. I don't know if when Dad knows the news, can you still be as arrogant as before? ”

"Shu Zhiqiu, the current Shu family can't interfere with me."

"Shu Zhixia, you are still the same as the sky. I'm going to participate in the provincial piano competition soon, and I'm going to get the first prize. When the time comes, I'm going to stomp you under my feet in front of the whole school, just as you did to me! ”

"I'm afraid your IQ won't work."

"Shu Zhixia!" The voice over there was a little broken, but it seemed to be worried about something, and the voice didn't dare to raise it.

"Good luck with the piano competition?" After Lin Qingyin finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

"Ah Yang, it seems that you have your own plans, I'll hang up the phone first."

Junyi over there hung up the phone and stood silently in the hallway.

Across the wall, Shu Zhiqiu was probably secretly angry.