Chapter 914: Tracking Part II (7)
"Bang...... Snap ......"
Suddenly it rained heavily on the streets, and the cool evening breeze swept the storm and smashed down irregularly, like a handful of beans, falling on the eaves, on the roofs of cars, on pedestrians, on concrete floors......
The dry concrete floor turned into a blurred mirror in an instant, and countless pairs of feet and countless wheels hurried to walk through into the boundless night.
After the song in the box, Wen Li raised the corners of his lips, rubbed the microphone with his fingertips, and his eyebrows and eyes were endlessly proud.
At a glance, he just looked at Zuo Qing, and the man bowed his head slightly, smiling gently, which was a natural aristocratic temperament.
He lowered his head, shook his calves, and began to pull.
Someone in the group was shouting
Just like a drop of water falling into the oil pan, splashing countless oil splashes.
Most people's reply was that they didn't wear it, and the weather forecast was cloudy when they came, who would have thought that the rainstorm would come, and it was so coincidental that they were in time for the day of their party, blocking the road of a group of people.
There were all kinds of complaints in the class group, 99+ in an instant, and finally because of a sentence, the audience was silent.
Left lightly typed a line of words
For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on the man in the corner, who seemed to be emitting golden light, just sitting there, like a statue of a god with infinite merit, attracting people to worship.
Zuo Qing smiled at everyone and told the people: "Be careful when you go back." ”
In the box, except for the music on the screen, there was no sound, and everyone was grateful to this person who sent charcoal in the snow, and soon, all kinds of emojis jumped out of the class group, all of which were thank you, worshipping the big guy.
Wen Li looked down and inexplicably smelled a smell of pyramid schemes.
He frowned, reflecting on why he kept coming up with a bunch of bizarre thoughts tonight, all around the same person.
The young man was concentrating on thinking, and Zuo spoke again: "I'm really sorry, because the driver has something to do temporarily, and there is one less car, so it's time to trouble everyone to crowd." ”
Everyone said it was fine.
The favor of this person goes further.
Fifteen minutes later, most of the people were in the car.
Under the corridor at the door, there are still left left, left warm, and warm.
The boy didn't want to squeeze, so he called a taxi, but no one took the order now, and he turned his head in annoyance, and half of the skin exposed at his ankle was bitten by mosquitoes and stomped out of a few bags, which made him itch and stomp his feet.
Zuo Nuan stood on Zuo Qing's side, looked at the dense rain curtain and said worriedly: "Brother, I have the first class tomorrow morning, what should I do now?" ”
She shook it: "I'll ask Selange to drive over and he'll take you to school." ”
"You're talking about that foreigner?" The corners of the girl's mouth squeezed out a shallow pear vortex: "I'll go!" Brother, people finally came to China, so you just called him. ”
Zuo Qing flipped through the interface unhurriedly: "He happens to be idle." As he spoke, he typed out a line
Ten minutes later, a black Mercedes stopped in front of the hotel, and the blonde foreigner walked out with a large men's umbrella. He handed Zuo Qing another umbrella, then looked at Zuo Nuan and said, "Dear Zuo, do you want me to send this lovely young lady back to school?" ”