Sister, you miss me

"Oh—win—" Xiong Wei didn't cheer until this moment. She threw away her helmet, and the strong night wind blew her rainbow hair straight.

Facing the night breeze, tears were streaming down.

The starting point is the end point, and Yamaha maintains a speed of 100 kilometers per hour.

Suddenly, Yang Feng heard a slight rattle, and felt that the front of the car suddenly sank.

In the screaming sound of metal friction, Yamaha's rear wheel suddenly lifted, Xiong Wei in the back seat was so scared that he screamed, and four words flashed in his mind-joy begets sad.

Yang Feng reacted like electricity, and pulled Xiong Wei's petite body from the back seat into his arms, followed by his feet, and lifted his body into the air.

The two were still in the air and saw Yamaha complete a forward somersault without hesitation, and then rolled seven or eight times after landing.

Between the sparks and flint, Xiong Wei rolled a long way in Yang Feng's arms, and only then did she remove her huge inertia.

Xiong Wei was so dizzy, she tried her best to open Yang Feng's arms, and saw a pile of scrap iron lying more than ten meters away.

At this time, Xiong Wei thought of Yang Feng.

With the faint starlight, Xiong Wei was frightened when she saw Yang Feng's eyes closed and her arms with varying degrees of scratches on her face.

Tears burst the bank, and Xiong Wei shook Yang Feng: "Wake up quickly, don't scare me, please, Yang Feng!"

"As long as you wake up, I'll be a good girl in the future, without fancy dresses, no heavy makeup, no picking up girls, no racing..."

"Really?" Yang Feng gritted his teeth and stood up, and accidentally touched the little girl's icy lips.

The boys and girls seemed to have been given a hold method, and Yang Feng could see that Xiong Wei's eyes were as bright as morning stars.

This was an accident, but Yang Feng shamelessly stuck out his tongue, trying to knock Xiong Wei's teeth.

Xiong Wei pushed Yang Feng away, her face flushed: "You are a rascal, bullying."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" This one touched countless wounds, and Yang Feng grinned in pain, only gasping.

"Are you OK!"

"You are a girl, not gentle."

"I am a female man."

"Female man, help me up, we have to run fast, or we will fall short."

"Yeah, just run."

The two held hands and ran all the way laughing, and soon they saw the lights and figures.

From afar, Chen Lu looked forward to it.

At a glance, Chen Lu's face changed when Xiong Wei was holding Yang Feng's hand, and then she trot to her.

Xiong Wei smiled like a flower: "Chen Lu, we won."

Chen Lu nodded, plunged into Xiong Wei's arms, and sobbed.

Xiong Wei patted Chen Lu on the back and cast a helpless wry smile at Yang Feng.

Yang Feng nodded, the two sisters have a very good relationship.

Suddenly, Yang Feng was stunned, and he saw an incredible scene.

In full view, Chen Lu kissed Xiong Wei's cherry lips.

Yang Feng could tell that Chen Lu was showing his true feelings, but it was too...

Xiong Wei pushed Chen Lu away and raised her slender arm, saying: "I won, and the bald-headed force was thrown out of sight. Chen Lu, let's go."

"Wait." A thin, tall young man surrounded Xiong Wei and the others, and said one by one: "Where is your car? How did it come back? What's the matter with an injury? And what about Brother Qiang? He doesn't. Come back, you can't go."

"Fart!" Xiong Wei said tit-for-tat: "Our hurt is your ass! Even if we ran back with our feet, wouldn't it be a win? Also, why should we wait for the bald head to be strong, if he dies on the road?"

"you……"

Before the words fell, a beam of light shot, and immediately after that, I heard the peculiar roar of BMW motorcycles.

Not long after, Li Qiang stopped his motorcycle with a gloomy expression and waved: "Let them go."

The circle of people dispersed, Yang Feng glanced at Li Qiang, stepped onto Jialing, Xiong Wei and Chen Lu both climbed into the back seat, Yang Feng slammed the accelerator and left.

"Brother Qiang, just let them go like this?" A lean chicken coop asked indignantly.

Li Qiang clasped his shoulders and whispered: "This kid is not easy, please find out his details."

The head of the chicken nest smiled proudly: "Wrap it on me."

...

Yangchunyuan.

Xiong Lie's study.

"Naughty! Playing the piano! Do you want to die? If you didn't meet Xiao Yang, what would you end up like, dare to think?"

Knowing the ins and outs of the matter, Xiong Lie pointed at his daughter and roared.

"Dad, I was wrong." Xiong Wei, who had been bowing her head, raised her head and said an apologetic word.

The first time I didn't contradict, and the first time I apologized, as Laozi, Xiong Lie's head won't turn.

Yang Feng sat aside, and the nanny was treating the wound.

It was all skin trauma, Yang Feng insisted not to go to the hospital.Xiong Lie licked his blood through the knife, but the family had a complete set of medical equipment.

Cover the severe areas with gauze and tape, and spray a layer of purple potion on the areas where the skin is scratched.Yang Feng's wound was quickly treated.

"Forget Brother Xiong, the kid is not playful, Xiong Wei has learned her lesson, and she promised me that she will be obedient..."

"I want you to talk more!" Before Yang Feng finished speaking, Xiong Wei gave him a scorn.

"Oh?" Xiong Lie glanced at his daughter, and Xiong Wei lowered his head again, fiddled with the clothes.

Yang Feng looked at the horse clock in the corner of Xiong Lie's wall, the hour hand was close to eight o'clock, stood up and yelled "not good", and hurried out.

"Xiao Yang." Xiong Lie called.

Yang Feng waved his hand, the phone rang, and it was Xie Dechang again.

"I'm sorry, Director Xie, I'll be there soon." Yang Feng said briefly, receiving his mobile phone and continuing to walk outside.

"Xiao Yang, what else is going on at this late?"

"It's really something, our principal is still waiting for me at school."

"Then I will send you a car."

"No, I am riding a motorcycle."

"Thank you Xiao Yang, I owe you another favor."

"Come on, I'm really in a hurry."

"Xiao Wei, what are you doing in a daze, give you a gift to Brother Yang."

"Ai."

In the small courtyard downstairs, Yang Feng had already stepped onto the motorcycle.

"Hey--" Xiong Wei yelled, her expression a little coy.

"Actually, Chen Lu and I were playing around..."

"Goodbye." Jialing Motors has rushed out of the courtyard.

"Hey—" Xiong Wei stomped her foot, she was 100% sure that Yang Feng did not hear her.

Terrace on the second floor.

Chen Lu looked at Xiong Wei downstairs, her white slender fingers clutching the railing tightly, her knuckles a little white.

"Xiao Chen." Xiong Lie opened a can of soda for her.

"Thank you uncle."

Xiong Lie took a sip of beer, and his voice was slightly low: "Xiao Chen, originally, I didn't want to care about your young people, but you are still young and your outlook on life has not yet been established."

"Uncle," Chen Lu's eyes flickered, "I don't understand what you mean."

"Uncle hopes that you will not be different and lead a normal life."

Upon hearing this, Chen Lu stared at Xiong Lie, her pretty face pale as paper.

...

Office of the principal of No.1 Middle School.

"Xiao Yang, you finally came."

"Principal Jiang, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for a long time."

Jiang Yingjie left the executive chair and said, "Come and sit down."

"Ai."

"What are you..." Jiang Yingjie asked with concern when he saw the scar on Yang Feng's hand.

"It's nothing, I fell on my bike."

"Can a bicycle fall so badly?"

Yang Feng smiled, without comment.

Jiang Yingjie frowned, tapped his temples with two fingers, and asked after a moment: "Do you have a driver's license?"

"What are you doing?" Yang Feng shook his head: "I didn't take it, but I have driven it a few times.

"If you can drive, I'll have someone give you a photo. There is an old Poussin in the school. You can drive it."

"Ah? How can this work? It's not appropriate!"

Jiang Yingjie shook his head and smiled: "How inappropriate, you are not an ordinary student, you are a person destined to stand on the altar, you should be given special care, a broken car is nothing."

"but……"

"Don't worry, this is the case." Principal Jiang interrupted Yang Feng: "There is a golden house in the book. The ancients are not fooled by me. Have you been online recently?"

"what?"

"Many economically developed areas have set up high-amount scholarships, and the top candidates in the college entrance examination in individual provinces can still get houses and cars."

"Really?"

"The online statement should be true. So a Poussin that is on the verge of being eliminated is really nothing?"

"Then thank you principal."

"No thanks, you deserve it."

"Principal Jiang called me over so late..."

"Well, that's the case. You scored 677 points in the test this time, 10 points higher than last time, and the ranking went directly to the top 20 of the grade. Your rate of increase is undoubtedly shocking."

Yang Feng smiled, without comment.

Jiang Yingjie continued to dance with joy: "As the saying goes, there are no more than three things. This is your second improvement. It has already explained the law and the problem. There are still eight months before the college entrance examination. You will have to pass at least eight mock exams. On the basis of the present, every time I make progress, oh my goodness!"

Yang Feng smiled bitterly: "Principal, this is impossible. The full score is only 750."

"What if you get full marks? What if you answer the questions in a unique way and get extra points?"

"That's just in case."

"No, I think it is 10,000. You have 10,000 possibilities, and you have unlimited potential." Jiang Yingjie said earnestly: "Yang Feng, you will become the pride of our one, and we will all Bao is pressing on you."

"Principal Jiang..."

Jiang Yingjie interrupted Yang Feng: "Xiao Yang, I don't want to put pressure on you when I say these things. It is good for you to maintain such a speed of progress, and it is enough. I am looking for you in such a hurry for another matter. "

"what's up?"

"I mentioned to you before that we have also done a lot of work. I think that the conditions are now ripe. After research by the school party committee, it is decided to set off a climax of learning from Yang Feng within the entire school of No. 1 Middle School."

Seeing President Jiang's enthusiasm and his face glowing red, Yang Feng took a deep breath without making any comments.

Principal Jiang was just a breather, without considering his own opinions.

Although Yang Feng feels unhappy in his heart, but when he thinks of what his father said, just treat it as an act, not to say that it affects a generation, even if it affects or inspires a person, self-deception is also valuable.