Chapter 8: Mixed Feelings

"This is the entry letter, and the time is arranged in advance. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info "Old man Lu smiled, his eyes flashed with a fox-like light, martial arts is not a playhouse, what can you practice without fighting or using your hands, a professional-level martial artist who never uses single-machine leveling may not be able to beat a professional-level martial artist with rich experience in martial arts!

"Yes. ”

Fang Cheng hurriedly took the letter of entry in black and white with red edges.

I saw a few big characters written on the front, in regular script font: Yunhai City Little Pearl Cup Martial Arts Competition, and the lower right corner was impressively marked: -- Hiltu Hotel sponsored the title.

The entry letter was flipped over, and a few lines of small print on the back marked the time of the competition, the place of participation, the names of the participants, and some simple explanations of the rules and agreements.

Well, on January 12th, the last exam in the school was January 10th, just after the exam to adjust the state of the day and participate in the competition, Fang Cheng's mind turned.

This is the first time I have received a letter of participation.

Well, participating martial artists: Fang Cheng, tsk, I'm also a martial artist...... Also, how do you feel weird, why do you suddenly remember the college entrance examination admission ticket when you see this entry letter?!

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Time flies in the blink of an eye, and it's January 10th.

At the end of the morning exams, most of the students hurried back to their dormitories, picked up their packed bags, and prepared to embark on the journey home, either to the airport or to the train station.

The school is full of traffic, locals or students from surrounding cities, and there are many families who drive to pick them up, Fang Cheng finished lunch and walked back to the dormitory leisurely, he didn't go home, and there was no feeling that other students were going home, and he had made an appointment with the master yesterday.

Pack your luggage by yourself today, and the master will drive to pick you up at the door, and I will live on the master's side these days.

In fact, it's not far to walk over, and the place where the master lives is just over four kilometers away from the school, so it's okay to run over this distance, and Fang Cheng will not be very tired with the strength of the early stage of the professional level.

But luggage is a problem, when he goes home during the winter vacation, Fang Cheng plans to carry his schoolbag and another suitcase.

"Old Fang, are you going home?"

Back in the dormitory room, Han Wenshi was left alone, and he was about to carry a schoolbag home.

"Haha, Stone, you're going home, I'm not going back, I'll stay here for two days. "After the exam, the semester is over, there is no pressure, and he is about to usher in the first martial arts competition in his life in a few days, Fang Cheng is in a bright mood.

"Hehe, I'm still thinking about taking a taxi together, the ticket I bought. Han Wenshi smiled, picked up his schoolbag and hugged Fang Cheng: "Then I'll go first, see you next year." ”

After speaking, Han Wenshi walked out of the small room, opened the door of the dormitory, walked down the stairs, and had to hurry to the school gate to take a taxi.

"Hey. ”

Fang Cheng looked at the empty dormitory, sighed lightly, and sighed a little inexplicably in his heart, he was still a member of this dormitory when school first started, and everyone had a lot of fun together.

With the appearance of his attribute abilities, he embarked on the road of martial arts, worshiped Lu Lao as his teacher, practiced martial arts for five or six hours a day, and gradually drifted away from the people in the dormitory.

In fact, the most fundamental reason was that Fang Cheng had nothing to talk about with them, or the school classmates, he was concerned about how to practice martial arts, how to improve physical fitness, and how to better play the Seventeenth Style.

It's not about which girl looks good to ask for a contact information, which game is fun to play together.

Talking about girlfriends, since seeing Chen Wenting clearly, Fang Chengcheng has no heart to think about this.

However, I should be stronger than Chu Zhongyuan now, when he used me as a passerby, he didn't even bother to look at me, and after half a year, hehe......

Forget it, he is twenty-one, he is only at the peak of the amateur level, there is no need to deal with them anymore, Fang Cheng shook his head, the schoolbag and suitcase were packed up yesterday and placed under the table, Fang Cheng bent down to pick up the suitcase and put the schoolbag on his back.

Well, it's still very beneficial to practice martial arts.

Fang Cheng shook off the box in his hand, which was very heavy compared to ordinary people, only more than twenty kilograms, Fang Cheng pursed his lips, put the box on the ground, took out the mobile phone in the left pocket of his jeans, swiped the screen to find the contact "Master" in the address book, and dialed it.

"Hey, Master, I'll pack up and get to the school gate in ten minutes...... Good good. Fang Cheng hung up the phone and put the phone back into his trouser pocket.

Han Wenshi looked at both sides, there are so many people taking taxis at the school gate today, they have been standing here for seven or eight minutes, and they haven't grabbed a taxi yet, yes, at this time, you have to grab a taxi.

You have to keep your demeanor.

Han Wenshi sighed slightly, and suddenly he saw a beautiful face in his field of vision, hey, isn't this the goddess Chen Wenting that Lao Fang said when he started school, why did she take a taxi here by herself, Chu Zhong is far from her boyfriend?

When he went home during the winter vacation, he didn't send his girlfriend when he came home, Han Wenshi pouted, and he had to admit that Chen Wenting was really beautiful, and she was very eye-catching in the crowd as if she had turned on a flashlight.

Chen Wenting was very unhappy today.

After the exam, she said that she was going to send herself home, but she said that something happened suddenly, and she was very dissatisfied with Chu Zhongyuan in her heart, but she didn't complain about anything on the phone, anyway, she comforted him, there will be many opportunities in the future.

Hey, there is only one car at home, and Dad has a meeting today, so he can't pick himself up, so he can only go home.

Looking at the dozen or so students who were also waiting for a taxi next to her, Chen Wenting smiled bitterly.

"Buzz, buzz!"

A roar came from the end of the road.

Chen Wenting couldn't help but look over, her beautiful eyes lit up slightly, this is an imported dark black GT supercar, at least nine million off the road, her heart jumped, this kind of supercar is rare in Yunhai City.

"Ang ~ Zizi. ”

The dark black GT sports car slowed down and stopped on the side of the road more than 20 meters away from the entrance of Yunhai University. It is just opposite the taxi place. Looking across the road, you can clearly see the gorgeous black curves, exaggerated shapes, and very delicate silver-white wheels.

"Shhh ”

Han Wenshi also gasped, although this car is not as good as his family's assets, but it is not much different, he can't afford a luxury car of this level, and he doesn't even dare to think about it.

The windows are covered with a dark film, so you can't see the inside at all from the outside.

A group of people waiting for a taxi at the taxi location were all talking and happy, after all, they were about to go home, such a sports car was parked opposite, just ten meters away, and the sound of everyone's conversation became much quieter unconsciously.

The male classmates who love cars and know cars are staring with bright eyes.

Even if you can't afford it, it's good to look at.

It's just that this car is parked at the school gate, is it here to pick up people? Who is there to pick up? Everyone is a little curious.

"Huh, old man?"

Han Wenshi was admiring the luxury sports car opposite, his eyes were fluttering, and he suddenly saw Fang Cheng standing there at the school gate making a phone call, he hesitated slightly, normally speaking, he would shout Fang Cheng's name loudly and wave his hand.

But now, such a top-level luxury car was parked opposite, for some reason, he was about to shout and opened his mouth again, but after all, he didn't make a sound, looked at Fang Cheng, and glanced at the luxury sports car opposite, he planned to wait for Fang Cheng to come over and call him again, so that he could also take a good look at the car.

Based on Fang Cheng's family conditions, it is estimated that he has never seen this kind of car.

“......”

Han Wenshi watched in amazement as Fang Cheng put down the phone and walked to the sports car opposite, the door of the co-pilot of the supercar automatically opened, and Fang Cheng sat in......

the groove.

This is Han Wenshi's first thought, and it is also the second thought, he doesn't know how to express his mood at this time, anyway, it's complicated.

Chen Wenting's mood should be more complicated than Han Wenshi's, she watched the "ordinary classmate" she couldn't even name get into the sports car and leave with the roar of "Ang, buzz".

For the first time, she had doubts about her three views on life.

Said good stalls, said good poor hanging silk.

More than 9 million luxury sports cars, come to pick him up? Well, he, what's his name?

In the discussion and exclamations of the people next to them, Han Wenshi and Chen Wenting were messy in the cold wind, silent, and they were not in a good mood to go home.

"Tsk, master, I can't see that you still drive a sports car. ”

Fang Cheng, who was sitting in the co-pilot, didn't know the complicated hearts of Han Wenshi and Chen Wenting at all, he went to the door and called Old Man Lu, found the car according to the license plate number, and then got into the car.

Touching the noble interior, looking at the rapidly regressing scenery outside the window, Fang Cheng was also a little messy in the wind, a sports car, an old man, this is not a world at all.

Looking at the doors that seemed to be made of pure wood, and painted with a layer of high-end materials similar to glossy paint, Fang Cheng couldn't help but ask: "Master, this is a sports car, right?

"Stinky boy, you've asked three times, nonsense!"

Old man Lu took off his sunglasses and looked proud: "For Shi Jing, I will drive this crazy and cool car to pick you up today, stinky boy, what about you, go back today and clean up first, I will prepare the room for you, have a good rest, and prepare for the martial arts competition the day after tomorrow." ”

"These cars or something, as long as you concentrate on practicing martial arts, under the training of the teacher, they are just incidental gifts on the road of martial arts, don't put the cart before the horse, you know. ”

"Yes, master. Fang Zheng thoughtfully glanced at Old Man Lu.

"There are many young warriors, once they become famous, they are fascinated by the crazy influx of money, beauties, and power, and they have wasted ten years of hard work, you should take it as a warning!"

"En......" Fang Cheng hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help but ask, "Master, how much is this car?" ”

In Fang Cheng's eyes, sports cars must be very expensive, and they cost more than one million.

Old man Lu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his smug look couldn't hide it, and he patted the black steering wheel lightly: "It's not expensive, it's more than 11 million, well." ”

“......”

was speechless, okay, master, you are amazing, Fang Cheng hurriedly put his right hand that was tapping on the window frame of the car, and carefully looked at the interior of the car.

This is made of gold?