This road is not very suitable for car racing. There are still cars and people on the road. Jiang Kuo even saw a fruit stand on the sidewalk.
Going forward, he jumped out 200 meters in surprise, and he slowed down.
"It's so cool," Ding Zhe came over from the back seat and showed him the way, "Turn right at the end of the road, and after the big turntable is the High-tech Zone. The north side of the High-tech Zone is full of circled wasteland. The road is very well built."
"Do you turn here?" Jiang Kuokai asked when he reached the end of the road.
"Yes," Ding Zhe nodded and patted Duan Feihan again, "You sit in the front and show him the way."
"Open navigation," said Duan Feifei, "Xiangyang Village in the High-tech Zone."
"Do you still need to navigate on this road?" Ding Zhe said.
"You still need to use your fingers on the road?" Duan Feifei turned his head to look at Jiang Kuo, "Are you blind?"
"I'm not blind on the road," Jiang Kuo said. "My car is all auto-sensing. If you haven't been to a place, you just need to recite the name of the road in your heart, and it will directly accept you and pass by."
Duan Feifei was silent for a while and pointed to the front: "... Keep driving, and you can see the turntable after two intersections."
Dong Kun said with a music in the back: "Duan Feifei, you also choked sometimes."
After the first intersection, there were basically no people, and no cars were seen on the road.
Jiang Kuo stepped on the accelerator, and the speed of the car jumped up again.
"Can the windows be opened?" Ding Zhe asked, "Listen to the movement!"
"Okay." Jiang Kuo lowered the car window.
In addition to the strong wind engulfed in the car, there is also the roar of the engine in the strong wind mixed with the music in the car.
Duan Feifei felt that his temples were dancing.
"Let's go to the road over the bridge in a while," Dong Kun said. "There is a dead end road over the bridge, and there are basically no cars to go there."
"What?" Ding Zhe shouted.
"Go to the bridge!" Dong Kun also shouted.
Duan Feifei didn't care what they were shouting, his eyes kept looking straight ahead, the second intersection had already passed, and the turntable could already be seen in the distance.
But Jiang Kuo did not slow down.
"It's here," Duan Feifei looked at Jiang Kuo and raised his voice, "There is a turntable in front."
"I know." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei couldn't hear his voice at all in the sound of wind music and the roar of the engine. These two words were only judged from the mouth shape.
"Turn left," Duan Feifei leaned closer to him, "Shit the fuck down!"
Jiang Kuo didn't speak, and the car continued to move forward.
The two in the back row didn't shout any more, staring at the front together.
The speed of the car slowed down before it rushed into the turntable, and then around Jiang Kuo's steering wheel, the car turned to the left along the turntable.
All the people in the car collided neatly to the right, and Duan Feifei felt that he would have flown out of the window without his seat belt fastened.
After entering the turntable, the car did not turn out to the exit on the left, but roared around the turntable.
The speed of the car is not too high, but this is a corner, and this speed can still make the body in a state of half a horizontal position, and the dust brought by the wheels keeps pouring in from the window.
Duan Feifei was pushed against the door by inertia.
Jiang Kuo actually took the time to close the car window at this time.
At the same time that the noise dropped instantly, Ding Zhe let out a happy roar in the back row.
When the car passed the intersection on the left for the second time, Jiang Kuo applied the brakes and drove out in a normal attitude.
Duan Feifei finally left the car door.
After driving for a while, the car stopped on the side of the road.
Jiang Kuo turned off the music, opened the door and got out of the car, patting the ashes on his body.
Duan Feifei also got out of the car and glanced at him: "Is it fun?"
"It's okay." Jiang Kuo propped himself up on the roof of the car, "Aren't you getting motion sickness?"
"Is it a little late to ask now?" Duan Feifei said.
"Damn it!" Ding Zhe got out of the car, "Is there a burnt tire, I can smell it!"
"It's not," Jiang Kuo said. "It's just a turn and a half, and it's still such a big turntable."
"Did you play on the track before? It's so slippery." Ding Zhe bent over to look at the wheel, and reached out to touch it.
"Well, not much," Jiang Kuo said, "I haven't had a book for a year."
"Have you not driven without a license?" Dong Kun asked.
"No," Jiang Kuo said, "I bought a car when I was 18."
"You're pretty well behaved," Ding Zhe said.
"You're cowardly," Jiang Kuo stepped aside, "Go ahead."
Ding Zhe and Dong Kun got into the car.
Jiang Kuo glanced at Duan Feifei: "Aren't you going to get on?"
"No," said Duan Feifei, "I can't trust Ding Zhe."
"Aren't you getting motion sickness?" Jiang Kuo retrieved the previous topic.
"...Not dizzy." Duan Feifei squatted down on the sidewalk and looked at the two people in the car, "I'll give you a vaccination in advance, he's going to give you a long and two short drive, but I can't afford it. ."
"As long as you don't bump into it, you'll be fine." Jiang Kuo said.
"Then maybe," said Duan Feifei, "he usually drives his dad's van."
"That's fine," Jiang Kuo said. "The van is harder than this."
Duan Feifei did not speak.
Ding Zhe was intoxicated in the car for a while before driving out.
This road is quite long. There is still a section after the bridge in front. There are no lines on the road, and there are no passers-by. As long as Ding Zhe doesn't hit the bridge railing, there will be no problem.
Jiang Kuo watched Ding Zhe drive over the bridge, turned around there and drove back.
It can be seen that the speed of the car has never exceeded 50. He is quite cautious. He wants to tell Ding Zhe to let go, not to mention that it is not open to traffic. Even if it is a normal road, this area has a speed limit of 80.
When the car drove back and passed in front of them, Ding Zhe waved to them, then drove towards the turntable, turned around and headed towards the bridge.
Jiang Kuo took out his mobile phone and took a look, but there was nothing to see.
Cannon sent a message to tell him to call a few classmates for dinner, but he was too lazy to reply.
There are no street lights on this part of the road, but it will be a while before it gets dark. Ding Zhe estimates that it will take half an hour to go back and forth. He and Duan Feifei are here, a little bored.
The main reason was that Duan Feifei didn't speak, and he didn't know what to talk about.
And Duan Feifei is still squatting. Although his temperament is fundamentally different from that of the elder brother who just squatted on the roadside selling fruit, Jiang Kuo doesn't have the habit of squatting on the roadside. It's awkward and condescending to talk about.
When Ding Zhe drove past them for the sixteenth time, Jiang Kuo finally squatted down.
Duan Feifei glanced at him. Children from rich families are different. They can stand motionless for such a long time.
But before he could speak, Jiang Kuo sat down on the edge of the road again.
"Don't be particular about it now?" Duan Feifei said, "Why did you switch from 100 push-ups to squatting that day?"
"Aren't your legs numb?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"It's a little bit," Duan Feifei also sat down, "but you can try switching your legs, it's not easy to get numb."
"No." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei straightened his legs, took out his mobile phone and pulled it.
"You're a local, right?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Well," Duan Feifei nodded, "Your memory is not good."
"Look who I remember," Jiang Kuo said. "I can't remember people who are irrelevant unless they were beaten up."
Duan Feifei turned his head and glanced at him: "What?"
"Is there any interesting place to recommend?" Jiang Kuo asked, this was not a topic that was forcibly found. When Jiang came, he thought about giving some advice.
"Ask Ding Zhe, he is also local," Duan Feifei said. "His family drives around for a vacation when he has nothing to do. He knows more than me."
Jiang Kuo looked at him and said nothing.
"I don't go out much." Duan Feifei added.
"Oh." Jiang Kuo responded, and he could hear that Duan Feifei was not refusing to tell him, but he really didn't quite understand why some people didn't go out very much, and didn't know anything interesting about the local area.
If this is when he is at home, from the south of the city to the north of the city, from the west to the east of the city, including 800 towns, he knows all the fun and delicious food.
When the sun began to set, Ding Zhe finally had enough of his addiction, drove the car back, and stopped on the side of the road.
"Have you enjoyed it?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Enjoyed," Ding Zhe nodded, "Thank you, Jiang Kuo."
"You're welcome," Jiang Kuo stood up, "just tell me when you think about it."
"I'm so sorry." Ding Zhe said.
"Then don't open." Jiang Kuo said.
Ding Zhe was stunned.
"Yes!" Duan Feifei was delighted, "You have to treat it like this if you are not polite."
"Are you going back?" Jiang Kuo asked Ding Zhe.
"On." Dong Kun replied for Ding Zhe, "Just in time to make up another video, I just shot a little bit, it was bright and the dashboard was not cool enough. Now it's dusk and it's dark, so it looks good."
"Okay." Jiang Kuo nodded.
Duan Feifei was pushed from the co-pilot to the back seat, feeling that as long as the two of them could touch the car, it would be just around the corner to turn into a gangster.
Before the car reached the main road, Jiang Kuo's cell phone rang.
He quickly took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, wondering if Jiang had arrived.
Cannons are displayed on the screen.
"What time are you going?" Cannon asked.
"Isn't it half past six?" Jiang Kuo glanced at the time, it was half past six, "Are you there yet?"
"Come on," said Cannon, "have you called a few classmates? We really can't finish the set meal in the box. It's a waste of money. You can't take it back after you've finished eating Haisai again and again. , don't you answer people?"
"Let's talk about it, you may not be able to scream." Jiang Kuo glanced at the few people in the car.
Yesterday, Cannon reminded him to ask his classmates to eat together. The two of them have the same insistence on not wasting food, which is one of the cornerstones of being able to play together for so long.
It's just that he couldn't find it and didn't know who to call. The few people in the dormitory probably wouldn't mind eating and packing, but they were waiting for them to go out to eat. If they were to go out to eat, they would have to pack directly and go back before eight o'clock to meet them. sleep check.
For Duan Feifei, the relationship is really not enough for him to have a meal, especially since this person just earned him 3,000 yuan with a reclining chair and gave his friend a chance to change his car...
Besides, he doesn't know any other classmates.
"This is an opportunity to have a good relationship with my classmates and roommates," said Da Pao. "After all, we have to stay together for so long. If we get along well, I will feel comfortable. You are not at home now, and the new environment is completely different. You still have to learn to work on relationships.”
Jiang Kuo said nothing.
When Hu Zhenyu heard this, it was not something that a cannon should have said. President Jiang probably sent him an e-mail, which listed a hundred lines of "remind Jiang Kuo to be a good person". One sentence in two or three days is enough to finish reading this. semester.
After hanging up the phone, Duan Feifei asked, "Is something wrong?"
"No." Jiang Kuo said.
"If something happens, we can just get off the car," Duan Feifei said. "The car can be swept in front."
"No," Jiang Kuo hesitated for a while, then leaned closer to Duan Feihan and asked in a low voice, "Let's have a meal for a while."
"Huh?" Duan Feifei was very surprised by this proposal. After all, with their current relationship, they are not familiar with each other. He and Dong Kun, who can go to barbecue at any time, have been together for more than a year. of.
Jiang Kuo suddenly made such a suggestion, and the words didn't sound like eating a quick snack together, after all, the eldest young master doesn't even eat Mala Tang, and the phone call he just answered...
"I reserved a private room with Cannon," Jiang Kuo whispered, "someone has to go eat."
Duan Feifei didn't speak, not because he didn't want to say it, but Jiang Kuo's statement made him not know what to say.
"It's not that I invited someone to go," Jiang Kuo glanced at him, "it's that I haven't found someone to go after booking."
Duan Feifei was even more incomprehensible.
Then it would be nice if you made an appointment to book a private room.
It's quite strange to make an order first and then find someone now with a meal.
"Forget it." Jiang Kuo quickly leaned back into his seat, "When I didn't say it."
Perhaps it was because the relationship did not arrive, or because his invitation was too sudden, Duan Feifei didn't understand what he meant at all.
It's just that from childhood to adulthood, he wanted to ask people to eat, and he would just say "Go eat something". The first time he tried to be polite to people, he was still in vain. It was really uncomfortable.
"What's wrong?" Dong Kun asked in front.
"Let's have a meal in a while." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo turned to look at him.
"Jiang Kuo treats a guest," Duan Feifei also glanced at him, "Where is it?"
Jiang Kuo said the address of the restaurant.
"Is there any reason?" Ding Zhe was stunned for a while. "There are lake view villas in that area, and the restaurants are too expensive to recognize. If we have dinner, the small restaurant over the market will do."
"No." Jiang Kuo said, "I'll just eat someone I don't recognize."
"Find a place to stop for a while," said Duan Feifei, "alternatively, it's rush hour now."
"It's fine if he drives." Jiang Kuo said.
"I'm fine, and I'm not someone who doesn't drive." Ding Zhe is very addicted.
"He's rubbing off on him, but who's on yours?" Duan Feifei asked, "Don't you know what the Wuyi Road is like?"
"Come on," Ding Zhe stepped on the brakes, "Would you like to take the Wuyi Road?"
"Come on, why are you braking?" Duan Feifei said.
Ding Zhe and Jiang Kuo switched, sat in the back seat, and approached Duan Feifei: "Why eat?"
"I don't know," Duan Feihan whispered, "it may be because..."
"Huh?" Ding Zhe handed over his ear.
"If you are hungry, you have to eat." Duan Feifei said slowly.
"Fuck you uncle." Ding Zhe bounced off.
"Don't worry about it," Duan Feifei's voice was still very low, "I'll know when it arrives."
The car passed the side gate of the school, Dong Kun gave Jiang Kuo directions, and drove directly into the main road from another fork.
"Check the bed at night," Dong Kun said, "I won't be able to catch up after eating."
"I can't catch up with anything," Jiang Kuo said. "If you beat Lu Haobo, then you won't catch up. Let him kneel there and wait."
Several people in the car laughed.
"As long as I hate Lu Haobo," Dong Kun said, "it's on our side, the first step in friendship, and it's already taken."
Duan Feifei leaned on the back seat.
The back seat of this sports car is really not for people. Just now, Ding Zhe and Dong Kun were always leaning against each other at the back. He didn't pay attention to why. It's only an experience now, let alone them, even if they are girls, they are a little tall. Can't sit up straight at all.
He could only lean on the back seat, leaning his head against the glass and looking out.
After getting on the Wuyi Road, the traffic became dense, and he felt that he was crawling fast on the fast lane. When he came to an SUV, he was like lying on the side of the wheel.
Stray dog perspective.
"The speed limit on this road is 50." Dong Kun reminded Jiang Kuo.
"Not even 30." Jiang Kuo said.
"I saw that you were more than 30 when you slipped." Dong Kun said.
"You see I'm useless," Jiang Kuo said, "you have to look at the speedometer."
Duan Feifei laughed from behind: "This step of friendship is about to step back."
Before he finished speaking, he saw a car on the left suddenly swerve toward their front, probably trying to change lanes to grab the half of the front.
"Fuck." Jiang Kuo braked suddenly.
Duan Feifei's face slapped directly on the back of the chair in front.
"Idiot, this is it." Dong Kun almost knocked on the windshield and cursed angrily.
The car in front stopped at this moment, and the car on the left was just five centimeters to the left of their front. The front wheel was still pointing to the right, and there was no intention of letting go.
Jiang Kuo lowered the car window and turned to look at the car over there.
The car window was also lowered over there, and there was a man and a woman inside. The man was holding the steering wheel and looking here.
Jiang Kuo stretched out his arms, raised his fingers in the direction of the front of the car, and made a gesture to move away.
Duan Feifei instantly remembered the day he checked in.
"Let's go!" the man over there shouted, "I'm paralleling normally!"
"It's normal, your uncle," Jiang Kuo said, his voice was not high, and he didn't seem to intend to let the other party hear it. "Put the turn signal in the safe. I'll think about it when I pass the light and connect it."
"Let me or not?" Ding Zhe asked, his voice sounding inexplicably excited.
Duan Feifei glanced at him.
"Give a shit." Jiang Kuo said.
"If you squeeze it hard, you will hit it." Dong Kun stuck his head and looked out, "Whose responsibility is this?"
"That must be the other party's full responsibility." Ding Zhe said, "to die for him."
"It won't hit." Jiang Kuo said.
The green light at the intersection is on.
The car in front began to move, and the car on the left was waiting, as if it had to grab the lead.
Jiang Kuo stepped on the accelerator with both feet, the window was still open, and the roar of the engine made Duan Feifei a little tinnitus.
But his eyes were still staring at the gap where the two cars were next to each other from the car window. He had already guessed that Jiang Kuo wanted to rush directly over, even if his car started fast, he did not follow each other at all from the front of the car to the rear of the car. It's not easy to get around when you hit the ground.
In particular, the other party is also determined to compete with this force.
At this moment, Duan Feifei's mind flashed seven or eight headlines, all of which were social news about the second-generation rich car.
As soon as the car in front moved forward, Jiang Kuo had already stepped on the accelerator and jumped halfway up against the right front of the car next to him.
The car suddenly braked.
"Damn!" Ding Zhe shouted.
The front of their car was almost pressed against the butt of the car in front, and the left door was almost pressed against the front of the car over there.
"Can I get there?" Ding Zhe leaned on Duan Feihan, his face against the glass and looked out, "He doesn't dare to move, there is a solid line in front of him, he can only bear it here, but it's not too good for us, right?"
"I can." Jiang Kuo said.
The car in front drove away, Jiang Kuo's car did not keep up immediately, and after waiting for another two or three seconds, the countdown of changing lights had already entered single digits.
Only then did he stick his hand out of the window again and put his middle finger up.
Then Duan Feifei watched their car swipe past each other's car in a silky stance, and the closest distance was almost invisible to the naked eye.
But it didn't touch.
When I looked back, there was only a puff of smoke and the car that had to stop and continue to wait for the next red light.
"Damn it," Dong Kun said, "the cows are dead."
"Did I say he was good at that day?" Ding Zhe said.
"Which day?" Dong Kun asked.
"The day I hit Feifei's leg." Ding Zhe said.
"I didn't hit it." Jiang Kuo said.
"That's why you have good skills," Ding Zhe said.
Duan Feifei sighed.
"But don't be angry with such people in the future," Dong Kun sighed and calmed down again, "After all, driving a car, in case the other party is a brainless warrior."
"I will definitely let him turn on the turn signal." Jiang Kuo said, "I'm just annoying people like this who drive in my living room."
In the evening, the area along the lake is very lively. When Jiang Kuo walked into this restaurant, he found that the business was indeed good, it was full, and there was still waiting outside.
The waiter led them all the way to the box and pushed the door open.
Jiang Kuo stepped aside, allowing Duan Feifei to advance.
Duan Feifei just took a step in when he saw the cannon that had already stood up inside.
"I thought you called the ones in your dormitory." Cannon said.
The last meeting between Cannon and Duan Feifei was in 107 Li, and this sentence at this moment undoubtedly made their already unfriendly atmosphere worse.
Jiang Kuo raised his hand and pressed Duan Feihan on his back as he was about to exit: "Go in."