Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 11 The Female Driver's Embarrassment
"Actually, my real identity is an internationally famous great magician."

Fan Chengfeng did a David's classic look, and said very stinkingly.

He was alone when he got in the car, and it didn't count that the car would suddenly turn off, and without prior preparation, he was able to conjure up a cloak.

"This cloak is so strange,"

Su Yating gave Fan Chengfeng a white look, and she understood that this person is a typical person who shines brightly when given a little sunshine.

Touching the cloak, it felt very soft, and looked at the corners of the cloak under the faint moonlight. The workmanship was extremely fine and exquisite.

It's really not ordinary stuff.

Moreover, its style is not a modern popular style, but the one common in ancient TV dramas.

When the cloak was raised, it rustled, and what broke was majestic.

Su Yating pulled the two sides of the cloak with her bare hands, and made a movement to start singing an opera. She looked at Fan Chengfeng heroically and sang, "I'm watching the mountain scenery from the tower, and I can hear the commotion outside the city."

When the cloak is raised and tossed, it has a charm of its own.

Fan Chengfeng clapped vigorously. He seldom listened to operas, but Su Yating's voice was very good, like an orchid in an empty valley, melodious to the ears.

"What are you doing so hard to shoot?"

After singing a verse, Su Yating actually broke out a little sweat on her forehead, and looked at Fan Chengfeng amusedly.

"Although I don't know how to appreciate opera, you sing very well and deserve the applause."

Su Yating covered her mouth and chuckled, took out two paper towels from the car to wipe off the sweat on her forehead, and looked at her phone. The tow truck from the auto repair shop hadn't arrived yet, so it looked like she had to wait.

"There is still time, tell me about your magic just now."

Su Yating was very interested in Fan Chengfeng's magic show just now, and kept asking, but Fan Chengfeng really didn't know how to explain it.

Can only say: "Buddha said, don't say it, don't say it."

Su Yating snorted coldly, "If you don't tell me, I don't want to know."

It was very arrogant to leave Fan Chengfeng with the back of his head.

Scratching his head, Fan Chengfeng was a little helpless. If this thing was really magic, he would have said it out quickly. The key point is that the way to do it is too shocking. The less people know about it, the better.

Standing there like a stake, this time it was really numb.

Scratching his ears and cheeks like a monkey, he really didn't know how to speak for a while.

Unexpectedly, Su Yating over there let out a snort, pointing at Fan Chengfeng without any image and laughing loudly.

"Okay, I was just teasing you just now."

Fan Chengfeng was relieved.

There were lights on the road below the mountain, and it seemed that the tow truck from the auto repair shop was coming. Su Yating asked, "Are you going to repair the car together, or go back to the mountain first?"

Fan Chengfeng spread his hands, "As long as you don't count me skipping work, I'm very casual."

A man wearing a Ping An auto repair vest jumped off the trailer, glanced at Fan Chengfeng and Su Yating, and asked, "What's wrong with the car?"

"It's lying down in the middle of the drive, please show us the master."

Su Yating was about to speak, but Fan Chengfeng spoke first and stood in front of her. Although he was not tall or strong, he was enough to block the sight of many people.

"Let me see,"

The master opened the hood of the car, looked at it with a flashlight, fiddled with it for a while, closed the hood, and said contemptuously to Fan Chengfeng, "Did you check the fuel tank before?"

Fan Chengfeng glanced at Su Yating, who was blushing and embarrassed.

Because she checked the car just now, looking at the four tires and the inside of the hood, but she didn't check the fuel tank.

Fan Chengfeng's heart immediately felt happy. Even a strong woman in life can't get rid of the embarrassment of a female driver.

The master took a green oil drum from the trailer, Su Yating quickly opened the lid of the fuel tank, the master poured the oil in, and then asked Su Yating to go up and start the car for a try.

The car restarted, and Su Yating glanced at the master gratefully.

After paying for the gas, the master said: "Beauty, it seems that you are not very familiar with cars. Add a WeChat account, and next time you have any small problems, you can contact me directly."

Fan Chengfeng opened the door to get into the car, Su Yating started the car directly, her silver bell-like laughter was carried far away by the strong wind, leaving the employees of Ping An Auto Repair Factory in a mess in the wind.

"If you still want my mother's WeChat ID, go ahead and dream."

Su Yating smiled like a flower, and Fan Chengfeng also snickered beside her.

Back on the mountain, I happened to see Peng Xianfeng sleeping in the sentry box. Su Yating blared the horn, and Peng Xianfeng jumped up in fright.

"Help me stand up again, and take over when I go back."

Fan Chengfeng shouted from the co-pilot. When Peng Xianfeng saw him, he immediately shrank his neck and said hastily, "No problem, no problem."

Su Yating drove the car to the downstairs of Fan Chengfeng's dormitory, and said curiously: "Why do I find that Peng Xianfeng seems a little afraid of you?"

"I just reasoned with him, but I didn't expect Peng Xianfeng to be a reasonable person even though he looks big and thick."

Fan Chengfeng laughed heartily, brother is now a master of the golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt, is Peng Xianfeng afraid of me?

"I'm afraid you don't have a single word of truth in your mouth."

He took out a stack of old man's heads from the satchel, twisted out twenty pieces and handed them to Fan Chengfeng, "I will advance you this month's salary first,"

Fan Chengfeng took it, but didn't intend to go on. After deliberating for a while, he slowly said: "There is still a small matter I want to discuss with you."

"Speak,"

It's actually still early, and there is a lack of entertainment on the mountain. When I go back, I just play with my mobile phone and watch TV. It's better to listen to what this guy has to discuss.

"Make a hypothesis,"

"Under what circumstances can Tian Boguang catch up with Junior Sister Yilin?"

Su Yating looked at Fan Chengfeng as if she saw an alien!
"Are you bored?"

In Su Yating's view, discussing this kind of issue is just a waste of words and meaningless.

"But this question is very important to me, even if it is to accompany a boring person to lose my nerves."

"Anyway, there is only one word difference between goddess and female nerve,"

Su Yating glared at him directly, "This kind of person probably won't survive two episodes in a TV series,"

Fan Chengfeng shrugged indifferently, "It would be an honor for someone like me to appear on TV even for a second."

Su Yating was completely defeated.

"There is only one possibility for Yilin to fall in love with Tian Boguang, do you want to know?"

Su Yating raised her eyebrows.

Fan Chengfeng rushed over and said, "All ears,"

"You write the script,"

Fan Chengfeng only felt that the five thunders were hitting the top, and the outside was burnt and the inside was tender.

(End of this chapter)