The school girl signed up for the campus singer competition.

This news spread quickly, and countless senior brothers and brothers were gearing up.

Originally, the tickets that no one wanted to sit on became hot, and now it is said that one ticket can already sell a Malatang, which shows how attractive the school flower is.

Only the squadron leader, who saw through all this, held a thermos cup and drank wolfberries and watched coldly.

Let these stinky boys jump up and down, what?

The goddess was chased away by the male god after all, the matter of the god circle, tsk.

Qian Mo didn't know about the little sensation she had caused, and her attention was all about the race between Xiao Hei and the black driver.

She calculated the time very well, and the location of the race was set in T City, which is two hours away from the imperial capital, and the site was located in a scrap steel mill.

Because the family of the black driver and Bi Tingting's family were thinking about the situation, they did not call the police after negotiation between the two parties, and did not even alarm any social media.

Let Xiao Hei come forward alone, and a row of bodyguards outside sealed the news to ensure that it would not be leaked.

Qian Mo asked for leave from the school, and she said that she was following the master to learn the treatment of paranoid and rescue the hostages by the way, and the squadron leader sank his face and did not give leave!

This cunning little girl went to watch the black game by herself, without an instructor? Do you have any thoughts about respecting teachers?

So Qian Mo could only bring the squadron leader with him, study together, and make progress together, and the squadron leader smiled.

On the way there, Xiao Hei closed his eyes in the co-pilot, Qian Mo drove, and the squadron leader sat in the back as a light bulb.

The squadron leader was somewhat skeptical.

This cargo that makes a woman drive... Is it really possible to race with people?

There is no speed limit on this high-speed, Qian Mo drove the car to the sky, Xiao Hei stopped it several times in a row and didn't let her stabilize it, so she had no choice but to stop it...

"I get motion sickness... You slow down. Mo Shao succumbed to his woman's poor driving skills.

Qian Mo slowed down at this time, and the squadron leader swallowed his saliva, as if he saw the tragic situation of the hostages being torn up...

"If Mo Shao loses, will the hostages be in danger?" The squadron leader has now divided the self-proclaimed motion sickness Blackie into the less reliable group.

Everyone knows that Mo Shao's background is very good, and he used to be a combat hero, but being able to fight doesn't mean that he can also play six.

"Maybe." Qian Mo deliberately scared the squadron leader.

"That..."

The squadron leader hesitated, should he be replaced!

"Listen to the sky...", Qian Mo held the steering wheel.

"Fate." Little Black is heartfelt.

Squadron Leader: The fear of being dominated by Mo Shao's suspicion of motion sickness!

"Squadron Leader, have you ever heard of such a saying?" Qianmo teased her teacher very addictively.

Xiao Hei remained silent at this time, watching his daughter-in-law skillfully pit people.

"What?" The squadron leader swallowed his saliva, what should I do if I am so nervous!

"Heaven does not make perfect people! Look at my fiancé, handsome and golden, and he was a Kongte, the pride of the sky, he let him take advantage of all the good things, is it possible? ”

Proper concept substitution.

The squadron leader felt that what he said made quite sense, and nodded solemnly.

"So what to do, you can't... I'll play instead of Mo Shao, right? ”

Every man has a battlefield plot of fresh clothes and angry horses in his heart, and he naturally likes such a hormonal thing as racing.

It's just that...

"Do you have a super driver's license?"

The squadron leader was silent, and a poignant melody sounded in his heart.

The rivers and mountains are only in my dreams...

This kind of heroic plot, just think about it.

"My master recently calculated a hexagram for me, saying that I have recently opened the light, squadron leader, or you can make a bet with me in order to save the hostages."

Dig the pit JPG.

"What?" The squadron leader was puzzled.

"It's just that I say whatever the spirit is, let's make a bet, you say he can't win, I bet he can win, and then I win, and when I graduate and get married, you take the stage and sing us a conquest."

pit your own division commander, that is ruthless without mercy.

Let your teacher sing to conquer, this is the dream of many bear children, how simple.

"If I lose, I'll contract you and my wife's movie tickets for the next year, think about it, in the dark movie theater, you and your wife are sitting side by side, and you stretch out your evil claws-"

"Chen Qianmo!" The squadron leader's face flushed.

It's so unbelievable that I dare to make a joke about the teacher!

As soon as this girl came out of school, all the icebergs and cold characters collapsed, and she let herself go, which is very unusual!

"Oh, it's understandable that you don't dare to bet, Xiao Hei, you use my mobile phone to call my wife, and say that her wife dressed up and went to Wulitun Bar to dance with the beautiful girl."

Xiao Hei was really obedient, and immediately took out Qian Mo's Doraemon-shaped mobile phone.

The squadron leader was almost angry, "Chen Qianmo! You're slandering - and, how do you have my wife's phone? And the hand that grabbed the blue fat man, put it down! ”

Develop all the forces that can be developed, his wife is a subordinate of Master Qianmo, and when she went to find the master, she also ate snacks together and chatted about gossip, can you tell him about this kind of thing?

In short, the squadron leader succumbed.

Although the bet of sticking out her claws in a small dark room with her wife for a year is very attractive - ahh

But when it was really a game, the squadron leader still pinched a cold sweat for Yu Changmo.

The abandoned steel mill has been renovated and is lit up at night.

There is also a stand for professional commentators, and there is a row of computers on the stage for easy commentary.

The two cars stopped at the starting point, and there were two team assistants, which was convenient for changing tires or something, although there were only two people racing, but everything went according to the regular race.

There are only more than ten spectators in such a large venue, except for Qian Mo and the squadron leader, it is Bi Tingting's family and the family of the black driver, these two families are chatting, and Qian Mo pretends to be a passerby.

Talking about business...

So, no one cares about the kidnapped Bi Tingting at all?

The world of rich people is really scary.

However, Qian Mo herself is not worried about Bi Tingting, not because she holds a grudge against Bi Tingting once coveted Xiao Hei, but-

She set her sights on the black riders, who were preparing for the race.

His name is Wang Wangwan, Chinese from country M, this deflated name is very casual, it is estimated that his parents drank too much when they named him, but no matter what, this guy is still very handsome.

It's a bit like the version played by the goddess that the East is undefeated, and when she raises her eyes and hands, she is indisputable.

Qian Mo is not a beauty controller, but when he saw this face, he knelt down and shouted his father's bet when he lost...

inexplicably felt that the hostages were safe, and even Bi Tingting's family thought so.

It's a pity that such a handsome little person has a mental illness.

The stadium lights dimmed, and suddenly two lights shone on the car, the drivers were ready, and the race began!

The two cars were speeding on the track, one after the other, and Qian Mo's eyes kept stopping on Xiao Hei's car.

Steady, we can win.