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

When I went to school next Monday, Chu Zheng's supercar just drove to the teaching building, and it caused a lot of whispering.

"My God! Is that Senior Qiao from the law school? How did he come with this demon king?"

"Your news is too ill-informed! The Qiao family and the Chu family are engaged!"

"What... Didn't the School of Economics and Management release the news that Young Master Chu would never admit to this marriage?"

"Look, this demon king of the world will definitely not last long! These two people are too incompatible, and they will break up sooner or later!"

Against everyone's gossiping eyes, Qiao Yiran walked into the classroom very calmly.

After going to the Xishan track with Qiao Yiran, Chu Zheng's attitude towards Qiao Yiran changed subtly.

His cold arrogance dissipated a lot, as if the two of them shared a common little secret and had a special connection with each other.

Going to school together and leaving school together, although there is still no common topic, Qiao Yiran and Chu Zheng will occasionally go to the gym at home to exercise together to enhance their physical fitness.

The fitness room on the second floor of the Chu family mansion.

Recently, Qiao Yiran would jog and do push-ups here every night. He had gradually improved from being out of breath at the beginning to being able to do two or three sets in a row.

"one two three four,……"

When Qiao Yiran finally collapsed to the ground dripping with sweat, Chu Zheng would sometimes coldly hand him a glass of light salt water.

Although Chu Zheng despised him "you weak chicken" with a straight face, he would patiently correct his various movements.

Sweat wet Qiao Yiran's forehead, he raised his head, drank the glass of warm water in one gulp, and put the glass away: "Xiao Chu, you are so considerate!"

The supervisor, Chu Zheng, was ruthless as always, unmoved: "Don't think that you can save a few sets by saying a few nice words."

The close-fitting T-shirt almost outlines the shape of Qiao Yiran's muscles. The moment his fingers touch him, the heat from the opponent's body makes Chu Zheng short of breath for a moment.

It wasn't until this time that Chu Zheng suddenly realized that the top student, whom he had always thought to be weak, actually had beautiful muscles.

Chu Zheng's face was heavy, and he looked at the floor as if he was going to burn a hole there.

The relationship between the two entered an unprecedented stage of harmony, but this calm did not last long.

Recently, Qiao Yiran felt that Chu Zheng was avoiding him strangely. They obviously lived in the same room, but the chances of meeting each other seemed to be getting less and less.

Qiao Yiran sat at the desk in the bedroom, quietly turned on the laptop, and looked at the latest papers: Recently, his tasks are not light, Teacher Zhong invited him to participate in his own research project, and he needs to undertake part of the preliminary materials Retrieve jobs.

The last Qincheng academic conference was quite successful. Teacher Zhong paid more and more attention to his favorite student, and even invited him to participate in his own project.

This time, if Qiao Yiran can obtain the signature qualification for the key topic this time, it will undoubtedly add another boost to his JD application for top law schools in the future.

When the night was getting dark and it was almost time to go to bed, the belated Boss Chu opened the door, and what he saw was such a peaceful scene.

The top student, who has always been gentle and attentive, sat in front of the computer and typed. His familiar notebook was already filled with various terms that he could not understand.

He has a slender neck and a focused expression. The side face that has attracted the screams of countless fans has a kind of eye-catching magic under the soft light.

Chu Zheng had a cold face, this kind of scene made his mouth dry.

He just greeted casually: "I'm back."

Qiao Yiran finally raised his head from a pile of papers. Looking at Chu Zheng's indifferent expression, Qiao Yiran couldn't understand: "I said, Xiao Chu, why do I always feel that you seem to be avoiding me recently? I If there is something wrong, can you just say it?"

Chu Zheng's face was cold, and his mouth was still firm: "It's because you think too much!"

Thinking of the scenes that repeatedly appeared in recent dreams, Chu Zheng felt extremely awkward.

In the dream, Qiao Yiran had gentle and fiery eyes.

Loving and unquestionable hugs.

All this made him feel flustered.

But that's not the point.

The key is--

grass!Why is Lao Tzu the one below!

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It was another weekend, when Qiao Yiran returned to Chu's house with a large pile of professional books on his back, Chu Zheng unexpectedly stayed in the room waiting for him.

Qiao Yiran raised his eyebrows: "Yo, rare customer! Do you need me today?"

Chu Zheng looked at the natural and mocking expression of the top student in front of him. He glared at Qiao Yiran, and finally announced his decision that he had been brewing for several days: "Qiao Yiran! I've made a decision. Starting tomorrow, you will Move out for me!"

Qiao Yiran looked at him suspiciously: "Isn't it a month yet? Why, you are in such a hurry to drive me away?"

Seeing the innocent expression on the top student's face, Chu Zheng felt even more depressed.

He racked his brains and found a reason with a sullen face: "Because... because you read too loudly in the morning, it made my brain hurt!"

Qiao Yiran thought about his habit of listening to English books in the morning: Just this little movement, this guy is really picky!

He raised his eyebrows: "Then I can change it? I just don't look at it when I get up later."

Chu Zheng never expected that he could answer like this, he was almost speechless.

Thinking of those chaotic and blurred dreams, and the sheets that he secretly washed when he got up in the morning, Chu Zheng's face couldn't stop getting hot: If this continues, if he is discovered one day, he will really be ashamed to death!

Qiao Yiran waited to ask again, but was immediately blocked by the tough Chu Zheng: "Hey! Qiao Yiran, why are you a hundred thousand!"

"I can't stop talking, so why talk so much nonsense!"

When this nimble little leopard pounced forward, Qiao Yiran almost missed the impact. Perhaps because of nervousness, this guy's palms were slightly sweaty.

Qiao Yiran didn't understand why at all, but Chu Zheng seemed very determined...

He nodded kindly: "Okay, you can let me go now, right?"

It was only then that Chu Zheng realized that he was completely on Qiao Yiran's body. He let go of his hand like an electric shock, not knowing where to put it.

Damn top student!

Why did it suddenly become so strange!

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"Extraordinary! It seems that senior Qiao and that incarnate demon king of the Chu family have broken up!"

"Really? Really? How come so fast?"

"It's true! I don't think the two of them have been together for several days. They both went their own way."

"Senior Qiao is such a gentle person, it would be a waste to match this guy!"

"Wait! Doesn't this mean that I have another chance?"

The most widely circulated gossip on campus recently is the news of the suspected break between Qiao Yiran and Chu Zheng.

Some people were filled with righteous indignation: "I can't even look down on someone as gentle as Senior Qiao! Is this Chu Zheng blind!"

Some people rejoiced: "The male god is single again? Then don't I have a chance!"

Qiao Yiran felt very clearly that recently, in the library and in the classroom, there are more and more girls looking for various reasons to ask him questions, and occasionally there are a few boys' admiration mixed in.

The questions prepared by some people are still meaningful, while others are Sima Zhao's heart, and everyone knows it.

This overwhelmed situation made Qiao Yiran dumbfounded: It seems that Boss Chu's cold face before was quite useful in blocking peach blossoms.

On the management side, because Boss Chu has been in a bad mood recently, the younger brothers below are not having a good time.

Chu Zheng went to the Xishan track more frequently, and the silver phantom whizzed past on the track, bringing a gust of lonely wind.

Jin Yuhao and Gao Ming pushed and shoved each other, but no one dared to go forward.

"What do you say, boss, what's going on recently?"

"Stay stern and say nothing every day, it's even scarier than when I lost my temper before!"

Chu Zheng slammed on the brakes and opened the car door: "Gao Ming, let's go, run twice!"

Gao Ming wanted to cry but had no tears: "I said boss, I run with you every day, isn't this just looking for abuse! Can you let me go, Jin Yuhao has never run away!"

Chu Zheng called his name with a cold face: "Jin Yuhao."

Jin Yuhao was stunned by Gao Ming's spirit of being a dead fellow but not a poor one: "Boss! Boss! Don't listen to Gao Ming's nonsense, I really can't do it!"

Chu Zheng looked at the way none of these people dared to step forward, and the face of the top student appeared in his mind for no reason—"Excuse me, do I have the honor to witness your highlight moment together with the track?" Woolen cloth?"

He hammered his steering wheel hard: "Fuck! What a lingering ghost!"

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When Chu Zheng arrived at the auto repair shop on Xueyuan Road in his sports car, his master Fang was leisurely brewing a pot of health-preserving tea and watching the game happily.

Seeing Chu Zheng approaching with a cold face, Fang Muyuan teased, "Hey, Xiao Chu, what kind of stimulation have you received recently? Look at the speed at which your tires are wearing out, you're just practicing your life every day!"

Chu Zheng still has some respect for this senior who is both a teacher and a friend. Although he thinks that this senior always likes to run trains with his mouth full, and his bragging is a bit outrageous, but when it comes to his understanding of racing cars, he does have a bit of respect. genuine talent.

Chu Zheng put on a dull face: "I don't know, I just feel annoyed."

Fang Muyuan carried the teapot and walked around Chu Zheng: "You boy, look at this, the matter is not small!"

He carefully looked at Chu Zheng's depressed expression, and suddenly realized something was wrong: "No, why didn't Xiao Qiao come with you today?"

Chu Zheng waved his hand vigorously: "Can you stop mentioning him to me all the time!"

The smile on the corner of Fang Muyuan's mouth was a bit weird: "Hehe, it's okay, don't mention it..."

Fang Muyuan hummed a little song, and seeing Chu Zheng's expression of falling in love without knowing it, Fang Muyuan couldn't help but whistled: "It's nice to be young!"

It wasn't until Chu Zheng's car was inspected again that Fang Muyuan patted Chu Zheng's shoulder earnestly: "Young man, you have to face your own heart bravely!"

Chu Zheng was confused by his sudden warning: what is this nagging guy doing?

Fang Muyuan smiled without saying a word, and changed the subject: "Xiao Chu, I want to say... if there is an opportunity to enter the reserve training of the Formula Renault team recently, do you want to participate?"

Chu Zheng rolled his eyes at him angrily: "I want to, of course I want to. I dream about it. The question is, can I do it?"

Formula racing is the dream of all racing drivers, and F1 is more like an unattainable wish. Formula Renault is one of the primary paths leading to F1, where the most talented young drivers compete on the same stage every year.

Although Chu Zheng felt that he was very good among amateur drivers, he never thought that he would be able to win the invitation of Formula racing in one step.

Fang Muyuan smiled meaningfully: "Xiao Chu, don't underestimate yourself. In terms of racing experience, you may not be the best at this age, but if you count your progress in racing, your talent It’s truly one in a million.”

"Your training video, I have passed it to several old friends to watch, as long as you want, of course you can."

Chu Zheng didn't have much hope for this matter. This master Fang has always liked to brag. When he talked about his racing experience when he was young, he was like a legend among the senior drivers.The problem is, if he is really that powerful, how could he be just a nobody in a small auto repair shop?

Chu Zheng shook his head helplessly. For him, Master Fang is a rare existence who is both a teacher and a friend. For the behavior of middle-aged people who like to recall the past glory, Chu Zheng still maintained his tolerance: "Okay, okay. , if I can really pass the training and selection of Formula Renault as you said, then I will definitely come back and treat you to dinner!"

Master Fang gave him a high-five with a happy face: "It's a deal!"

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Chu Zheng has been practicing crazily on the Xishan Circuit recently. He hasn't gone to school for several days. Now walking on the school's boulevard, Chu Zheng feels that many passers-by are secretly watching him.

This unexplained special attention made Chu Zheng's complexion even colder.

The heavy news of Qiao Yiran and Chu Zheng's quarrel is still in the air, and now that another protagonist of the gossip appears, everyone's whispering has not stopped.

"Look quickly, that's Chu Zheng!"

"I haven't seen you for a few days, why do I feel that he has become more terrifying?"

"That's right, the momentum is stronger! Why are the eyes so cold!"

"I heard from a friend in management that Young Master Chu has been training in Xishan for the past few days, and he has gone crazy..."

"Is this the aftermath of a broken relationship? What are the two of them doing..."

Chu Zheng casually took the remaining half bottle of water from the car, and was going to run a couple of laps on the playground to relax.

Passing by the basketball court in the school, a group of people gathered together, pushing and shoving each other into a circle.

Chu Zheng walked past without squinting, but when he suddenly heard the word "Senior Qiao", he pricked up his ears sensitively.

He couldn't help but took two steps in that direction.

In the middle of the basketball court, Qiao Yiran was surrounded by a group of people like stars and moons. This top student still looked calm and calm, and his outstanding appearance made him stand out no matter where he was. Surrounded by many people, it can easily become the focus of the crowd.

A girl with waist-length hair was shyly handing something into Qiao Yiran's hand, and there was a burst of applause from the side: "Promise her! Promise her!"

The chirping of cicadas in midsummer seemed extremely noisy at this moment.

There was only a "click", Chu Zheng's face was still as cold as ever, but the mineral water bottle in his hand was deformed by him.

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