What the hell did the fiance do wrong! [Quick Transmigration]

Qiao Yiran couldn't help laughing out loud as he looked at the guy next to him in high spirits and full of complacency.

His "quickly praise me" expression was so straightforward that it was hard to ignore!

Feeling the speeding up and speeding of the sports car on the track, Qiao Yiran's mood suddenly soared.

The wind outside the window whizzed by, Qiao Yiran gave a thumbs up to the side happily: "It's amazing! Xiao Chu is the most handsome!"

Hearing the person next to him praise him as "the most handsome" so directly, Chu Zheng's ears turned red quietly.

He drove his beloved Porsche without squinting, and he couldn't help but increase the speed, but he still maintained a calm look on the surface: "I said Qiao Yiran, can you stop praising others like this outside? , It is easy to cause misunderstandings, okay?"

Qiao Yiran looked at Chu Zheng curiously: "Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?"

Chu Zheng was in a good mood and made a joke with Qiao Yiran: "Praise me so well, I wonder if you have taken a fancy to me?"

Chu Zheng sitting in front of the steering wheel seemed to be a different person. He looked straight ahead calmly, powerful, confident, and extraordinary. On the track and in his beloved racing car, he was the king who controlled the audience.

Seeing this guy's reckless behavior, Qiao Yiran suddenly felt a little "youth is just right".

Not to be outdone, he retorted: "Hey, I'm smart and handsome, and I'm very popular everywhere. It's your honor to see you, okay?"

The two looked at each other and laughed in unison.

Chu Zheng manipulated the steering wheel in his hand, and easily cut into the next curve. Amidst Qiao Yiran's wanton laughter beside him, Chu Zheng suddenly felt for the first time: It seems that this fragile top student is not so useless!

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Racing is really a sport that releases nature. After a few laps on the track, the mood of both of them suddenly brightened.

The corner of Chu Zheng's mouth was always curled up, even when he got out of the car and saw Jiang Youluo's disgusting face, it didn't spoil his mood.

This kid Jiang Youluo was crushed by Chu Zheng just now, and he was very upset.

However, when he thought of the secret foreign aid he had brought, he silently let go of his heart again: No matter how arrogant Chu Zheng is, in front of professional drivers, he must take a shot!

Seeing Qiao Yiran, the co-pilot, pull the car door and walk down, Jiang Youluo habitually sarcastically said: "Tsk tsk tsk, who doesn't know that you young master Chu despises this kind of little boy, didn't you say it before?" Do you not recognize this marriage?"

Chu Zheng gave Jiang Youluo a very disdainful look: "You are so lenient! The king matchmaker at the entrance of the village doesn't worry as much as you do!"

Hearing Chu Zheng's rude and direct reply, Qiao Yiran burst out laughing.

The words "the king's matchmaker at the entrance of the village" successfully made Jiang Youluo's face turn green!

Damn Chu Zheng!Damn Joe Yiran!Be embarrassed!None of them are good things!

The official match was about to start, Qiao Yiran gave Chu Zheng a "come on" gesture, and walked towards the auditorium very consciously.

Jiang Youluo pointed behind him: "Chu Zheng, you see clearly, this is your opponent today!"

Chu Zheng took a closer look: Good guy!When enemies meet, they are extremely jealous!Isn't this the old acquaintance who injured himself in the LMP3 trials a year ago?

Jiang Tianming took a step forward and said meaningfully, "Young Master Chu, we meet again."

Chu Zheng gave a "bah" directly: "You kid still have the guts to appear in front of me?"

Jiang Tianming shrugged his shoulders: "Young Master Chu, I know that last time you were taken away from the promotion quota, it made you very angry, but in sports, there are always winners and losers, so why should you worry about it?"

Although Jiang Tianming himself had no background, Jiang Youluo and Chu Zheng had already torn their faces apart. Jiang Tianming, who was invited by Jiang Youluo, naturally wanted to help his employer show off the prestige of the young master.

Chu Zheng was not polite: "The monkey is just a monkey with clothes on. If you want to show off in front of me, wait until your next life!"

In the past year, Jiang Tianming's growth has indeed been impressive, but Chu Zheng has not been idle. The last failure made him feel painful. He is also constantly reviewing his past racing experience, trying to find every flaw and flaw in himself. Weaknesses, and voraciously soak up knowledge of car dynamics like a sponge.

Chu Zheng had certain expectations for Jiang Tianming's improvement, but in terms of understanding of the track, Jiang Tianming might not be able to match him.

The two of them basically had nothing to chat with each other. Chu Zheng's mouth was so blocked that others didn't want to talk.

Jiang Tianming opened the car door angrily, and decided to show Chu Zheng some color later.

Qiao Yiran stood in the stands with his arms folded, looking down condescendingly.Several sports cars were already lined up at the starting point, and there were a few other people standing aside, just to join in the fun. For this level of competition, they knew that they were not enough to deliver food.

Chu Zheng's silver sports car looked very low-key and neat in a row of fiery red and bright yellow supercars, while Jiang Tianming drove Jiang Youluo's flamboyant Ferrari and passed the crowd directly when crossing the first straight. out.

To put it bluntly, this comeback competition was just a contest between Chu Zheng and Jiang Tianming.

The fiery red sports car Jiang Tianming was driving was faster than Chu Zheng, but Chu Zheng kept a tight grip on him.

Qiao Yiran almost held his breath, watching the two cars chasing after each other, without even noticing the sudden figure behind him.

I don't know when it started, another girl stood on the stand, and she poked her head in surprise: "Senior Brother Qiao? Why are you here? Are you here to see Brother Chu racing?"

When Qiao Yiran heard the voice greeting him, he turned around in surprise: a flamboyant beauty with big waves, she looked familiar.

Carefully recalling it in memory, Qiao Yiran finally remembered, he looked at this girl in disbelief: "Junior Sister Zhong, why are you here?"

This Zhong Haidan is the teacher's beloved daughter, with bright eyes and white teeth, and a pretty appearance. She usually dresses relatively low-key in school, and it is precisely because of this that Qiao Yiran almost didn't recognize her in a different outfit today. .

The short T on the upper body revealed a fair waist, and the blue jeans showed her slender and slender legs vividly. If Qiao Yiran hadn't seen it with her own eyes, it would be hard for Qiao Yiran to believe that the hot beauty in front of her was the usual Zhong Shimei, who wears glasses in school, is quiet.

Zhong Haidan smiled at Qiao Yiran: "Someone is dating my dad's year-end friend, of course I want to join in the fun."

Qiao Yiran did not expect that Chu Zheng and Teacher Zhong's husband had such an unknown connection.

He cast a puzzled look: "Who is your father?"

Teacher Zhong, known as the "Four Famous Detectives" in the school, is very affectionate with her husband. Of course Qiao Yiran has heard of it, but there is basically no mention of her husband's identity in the rumors.

Zhong Haidan smiled nonchalantly: "My mother thinks highly of you, yet you don't even know about this? My father is a retired racing driver and former professional player Fang Muyuan."

——A legend among the senior drivers, who was once evaluated by the domestic media as "the man closest to F1". Even Qiao Yiran, who doesn't care much about the race, has heard of the great name of this talented driver.

Sure enough, with Mr. Zhong's critical and critical eyes, the man who can subdue her must not be someone who will take it easy.

Qiao Yiran finally couldn't help it anymore, he couldn't hide his curiosity: "Does Xiao Chu know about this matter?"

Zhong Haidan blinked playfully: "Shh... let's satisfy his desire to perform. Now, in Brother Chu's eyes, he is just Master Fang from the auto repair shop!"

Thinking of Chu Zheng's arrogant expression, Qiao Yiran couldn't help but feel a little funny: When this guy knows that the "Master Fang" he met is actually a senior driver he has always admired, his expression must be wonderful!

The two exchanged a few casual greetings, and then focused their attention on the current arena.

Jiang Tianming shook him a few times, but he still couldn't distance himself from Chu Zheng. The feeling of being chased after him made him a little impatient.

The performance of Chu Zheng's car was slightly different from that of Jiang Tianming's car, and the performance of the wiring was not so perfect.

However, there were many curves in the Xishan track, and Chu Zheng won the round by relying on his familiarity with the track.

At the next turn, Qiao Yiran heard a slight exclamation from below.

Ahead was about to enter a big corner, Jiang Tianming was eager for success, and made a little error in his operation, while Chu Zheng was behind him, turned the direction quite steadily, slowed down, entered the corner, and ran ahead of him neatly!

so cool!

Qiao Yiran couldn't help clenching his fists and shouting "Hello!"

After Chu Zheng flicked his tail beautifully after the finish line, he took the lead to end the race. Jiang Tianming's face was so dark that water dripped down his face.

Chu Zheng was ashamed and proud of the spring breeze. He put down the car window, and he didn't have much patience for his defeated opponent: "Jiang Youluo, this is the second time. The Xishan track is not suitable for you. What I said, can be Stop being like a fart!"

Jiang Tianming never imagined that he had already become a proud professional driver, but he was still overwhelmed by Chu Zheng on the field!

Jiang Youluo's face turned red, and he glared at Jiang Tianming bitterly: He thought that he would be sure that he had invited this foreign aid. Even more embarrassing in front of him.

Qiao Yiran couldn't hide his excitement, and strode down from the stands. Zhong Haidan was already standing in front of his sports car and raised his hand: "Senior brother Qiao, go on!"

Qiao Yiran reached out to grab a small bottle of mineral water: "Junior Sister, thank you!"

Chu Zheng narrowly won, and just stepped out of the sports car in high spirits, when he saw such a dazzling scene in front of him.

Qiao Yiran and Zhong Haidan looked at each other, and they looked very harmonious when they were talking and laughing.

Chu Zheng's heart felt dull for no apparent reason.

This hateful top student!No matter where you go, you have so much to say to others!

While he was depressed, Qiao Yiran, who hadn't escaped from the excitement, walked up to Chu Zheng in a few steps, and gave him a big hug without hesitation: "Xiao Chu! Today is great!"

Before he had time to frown, Chu Zheng was caught off guard by Qiao Yiran's arms, and he froze in place, unable to move.

The light fragrance of Qiao Yiran's body seemed very fresh and pleasant in the summer night wind, and the body temperature of the other party approached made Chu Zheng's heart beat like a drum strangely.

The posture of being fixed in his arms made him surrounded by the omnipresent aura of this man. This overwhelming tenderness made Chu Zheng, who had always been cold and hard, hardly know how to deal with it.

Panicked enough to run away.

A short hug is one touch away.

Qiao Yiran's eyes were still shining with appreciation and admiration.

Admiration from top students - in the field of which he is most proud.

This feeling made Chu Zheng turn his face away in an extremely awkward manner. He forced his expression to stabilize, and he almost couldn't choose what to say: "I said Qiao Yiran, just watching a game. As for being so excited, don't you really think so?" Are you looking at me?"

"Hey, we are an arranged marriage, just deal with the old man at home!"

Qiao Yiran handed over the mineral water in his hand, with a carefree expression and a full smile: "Okay Boss, I know Boss, you are innocent! I have absolutely no wrong thoughts about you!"

The author has something to say: Now: I am innocent!

In the future: How can you not have unreasonable thoughts about me! !hateful! !