It doesn't matter if Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't scream, but if he screams, something big will happen.
The melon-eaters who were pointing at the luxury cars on the roadside subconsciously turned their heads when they heard faint shouts from behind.
This was nothing at first, but some turtle bastard suddenly said: "Oh, manure truck, everyone, get out of the way."
I'm confused! This is because there are so many people who don’t know who is shouting, otherwise Zhang Xiaoqiang will be forced to get out of the car and seek justice for Xiao Bailong.
Yes, that’s right! Xiao Bailong's current look is indeed a bit unusual.
But they are obviously selling ice cream, so why does it turn into a shit truck when it gets into the mouth of that turtle bastard
This lack of culture is really terrible!
This person once knew that the "dung truck" he ridiculed had just participated in the beheading of the bearded man in the United States some time ago.
On a more minor note, he killed a terrorist organization leader in a smiling "dung truck".
To put it more seriously, it is the "dung truck" he mocked that maintains world peace.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this may just be an insignificant joke.
But if you think about it carefully, isn't this sad
How many "unsung heroes" like Xiao Bailong are forgotten and ridiculed in reality
How many people like this have silently sacrificed everything for the safety of you and me.
And how many of us are truly grateful to these great heroes who block the darkness around us
If nothing else is said, it will be the veterans of the past.
They fought for a lifetime, drove away the French and Spanish invaders, defeated the Japanese invaders, and won the final victory in the civil war.
But in the end, do we really remember these old heroes who shed their lives and blood for the motherland and the people?
They say that heroes should not be made to cry. I hope that this kind of thing can really happen, instead of thinking of these heroes every time they perform at celebrations.
Due to the commotion of the crowd, Zhang Xiaoqiang could only turn into a small lane and find a secluded corner to park the car.
"I'm sorry, Brother Ao. There are too many people in front of us. It's inconvenient for us to go there. Please feel sorry for yourself and stay here for a while. I'll report to school and I'll come find you when I'm done." Zhang Xiaoqiang was full of apologies.
It's a shame that a great hero can only end up in this situation.
But Xiao Bailong has a normal heart: "There is no such thing as being a little strong, the worldly affairs are just passing clouds, the real beauty comes from your heart."
Look, what is the gap?
Xiao Bailong's simple words fully demonstrated his consciousness and temperament as the third prince of Xihai.
"Okay, Brother Ao, let's not say much. I'll go to the school to report first." He looked at the time and saw that now was not the time for small talk.
Xiao Bailong immediately said "En" and then stopped talking.
After getting off the car, Zhang Xiaoqiang walked through the crowd.
He took a close look at the luxury cars parked on both sides of the road, and roughly estimated that they cost at least 100 million.
If this damn thing were to be struck by lightning... it would make me crazy just thinking about it.
Originally, Zhang Xiaoqiang was very envious of these luxury cars, but after listening to Xiao Barong's expert words just now, Zhang Xiaoqiang had no interest in such arrogant-looking cars.
A truly good car should not be judged by its appearance alone.
If you don’t talk about anything else, let’s talk about Xiao Bailong.
Whether it is attached to the former Malibu or the current Isuzu, it gives people a stable and solid feeling.
Why? Not because of the change in his appearance, nor because of the awesome equipment it's loaded with.
The key point is its internal capital and its soul. As long as the little white dragon is there, no matter what kind of skin it is put on, it will definitely be a good car.
The same is true for people. A person who is respected and admired by others is also not judged by how he looks or how much money he has in his pocket.
Those who can truly be remembered for generations and become the object of respect for the world must have unique personality charm.
When I came to the class, my classmates were almost there.
Zhang Xiaoqiang returned to his seat and sat down, while Li Huan'e still held her copy of Brother Wu and watched it intently.
After waiting for about ten minutes, Li Minghan came to the class, murmured a few words, explained the precautions on the way, and then greeted everyone to set off.
Completely free range.
Leaving ordinary schools alone, when I go to class outside, the teachers act as if they are facing a formidable enemy.
I will definitely instill the three disciplines and the eight points of attention over and over again.
And Li Minghan... didn't say anything at all.
Undoubtedly, this should be cultivating students' awareness of self-action.
This is of great significance for students to enter society.
After all, society is cruel. In society, no one will tell you what you should do or what you should do. You have to make your own decisions in everything, and you have to bear the responsibility for any problems.
However, these things should be cultivated in schools, but they are ignored by major universities due to academic problems.
So much so that criticisms circulate among the public that college students nowadays have poor vision and poor hands-on ability.
The fact is not that students lack ability, but that the school simply does not give students opportunities to create independently.
Therefore, we students will not bear this blame.
Following the large army, Zhang Xiaoqiang arrived at the outskirts of the campus.
To his surprise, Li Huan'e did not drive by herself, but chose to follow the school bus to the destination.
It’s understandable if you think about it carefully. No matter what happened to her family, she doesn’t have much money now. After all, the car is a consumable. And look at the old pig in her family... Li Huan’e is afraid that she can only eat for a month. It's not a small number.
Compared with Li Huan'e's unexpected performance, the performance of the exaggerators was too ordinary.
Since these second-generation ancestors left the school, their nostrils have almost reached the sky.
Especially when we arrived at a place where luxury cars gathered, a group of people swayed ostentatiously from side to side. Those who knew it were walking, and those who didn’t know thought they were dancing on my skateboard shoes.
Having no time to "friction" with these fools, Zhang Xiaoqiang walked straight through the crowd and headed forward. He was really fed up with the pretentiousness of the exaggerated people.
You said it's just a few junk cars. I'm fucking with the Autobots. Are you arrogant
Ordinary ignorant people! ignorance! ridiculous! shameful!
Zhang Xiaoqiang was scolding in his heart. He never thought that a figure was blocking his way.
Lift up your eyes and look... Liu Jie.
"What's the matter?" Zhang Xiaoqiang asked calmly.
Liu Jie looked at both sides, then sneered: "Did you drive here?"
Shrugging his shoulders, Zhang Xiaoqiang was noncommittal.
Faced with Zhang Xiaoqiang's contempt, Liu Jie faintly felt his crotch burning again: "Did you come on a bicycle?"
Intentionally looking for trouble, Zhang Xiaoqiang shrugged his shoulders indifferently, then focused on Liu Jie's hidden parts, and asked playfully: "What? It seems that Brother Liu has recovered again?"
At this time, people gathered in groups behind them. Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at them and saw several acquaintances among them.
At that moment, he twisted his neck and said: "Brother Liu, time is limited. If you have that intention, let's solve it as soon as possible. Don't waste any nonsense!"
(End of chapter)