name of faith

"What do you mean?" Yang Ling really felt that the curious bug in her stomach was about to bite her to death, she had to know the answer, "Aren't the cars the same????!!!!"

"So what if it's the same," Wang Yuan looked away from the TV. After glancing at Yang Ling, he turned his gaze to the phone, gnawed on an apple in one hand, and typed quickly with the other. "Driving is different, isn't it?"

"Wang Yuaner..." Seeing Wang Yuan's absent-minded appearance, Yang Ling walked up to him, grabbed his cell phone, and said, "Just tell me."

Knowing that she would definitely not know the reason from Yi Yang Qianxi's mouth, and she couldn't directly ask Wang Junkai, who is very deep in the city, because of her damn curiosity, she had to ask Wang Yuan for the answer no matter what.

"Anyway, the four-leaf clover can only be opened thousands of times. No matter who opens it, it will not win." Wang Yuan frowned. He was usually kind and gentle to people, but he seemed to suddenly rob Yang Ling of the game he was operating. The phone was a little angry, and after snatching it back immediately, he pressed the send button and looked straight at Yang Ling. "I don't know how to say it. You ask Xiaokai, and he will tell you."

"It's strange..." Yang Ling also felt that Wang Yuan exuded a different aura than usual, and suddenly felt a sense of horror, so she didn't dare to ask any more questions.

"He will." While Wang Yuan was speaking, his cell phone rang. Seeing the content, Wang Yuan's frown furrowed away. He continued to pick up the apple in his hand, put away his cell phone, and went back to watching TV. The variety show that came back after broadcasting commercials.

"Why?" Yang Ling asked a little uncertainly.

Wang Yuan shrugged, gnawed on the apple, and watched the second round of the eating competition in the variety show. Gu Misha was desperate just now. After eating two bites, she acted like a baby and said she was too full. If she didn't eat, she was almost like a child The same appearance of sitting on the ground and cheating, aroused the audience's doting laughter.

After holding back until evening, everyone went back. Yang Ling sat in the dining room on the first floor, constantly looking at the watch on her wrist.Why didn't you come back so late?Don't you come back today?

Yang Ling, who has always been straightforward, will not give up if she doesn't figure out her status for a day.

There was a sound at the door, and Yang Ling rushed out immediately, only to see Wang Junkai coming in with a box of things.Yang Ling wanted to help move it, but Wang Junkai took a small step back and motioned her to clean up the place next to him and let him put down his things.

"I'm exhausted." Wang Junkai squeezed his shoulders as soon as he put down the cardboard box, and looked at Yang Ling strangely, "Why are you staying so late? Isn't there class tomorrow?"

"I'll wait for you." Seeing the slight sweat on Wang Junkai's forehead, Yang Ling couldn't help but took out a tissue and printed it directly.

Under Wang Junkai's gentle gaze with a smile, Yang Ling finally realized her behavior, her cheeks blushed, she hurriedly stuffed a tissue into Wang Junkai's hand, and stammered: "Your face is sweating a lot, if you don't dry it, it will be very cold in this weather." It's easy to catch a cold."

"But I can't see it." Wang Junkai deliberately bent down slightly, looked directly at Yang Ling with a half-smile, passed his handsome face over, and said, "Didn't you wipe it well for me?"

"..." Yang Ling was forced to press her waist back, her face was so red that she couldn't bear it, she pressed her hands against Wang Junkai's chest, and said, "Don't get so close..."

"Pfft..." Wang Junkai couldn't help it, laughed out loud, stood up straight, checked the time, and said, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"Eat." Yang Ling felt that her breathing was normal, and the air returned to her lungs.

"But I didn't eat." Wang Junkai casually rolled up his sleeves and wiped the sweat off his face, "Eat with me."

"what??"

Yang Ling sat in the studio with her chin resting on her chin, looking at Wang Junkai who was painting and drawing beside her. She had completely forgotten what happened last night. Didn't she stay here to ask him?How did it end up being pulled by him to eat?Today, after class, Wang Junkai dragged her into the office and asked her to help draw the drawings.

She knows a P, she can understand it at a superficial level, how can she draw blueprints.

From downstairs, Gu Misha's laughter, which is rare to come to play during the holidays, and Wang Yuan's occasional roars can be heard from time to time.I guess Gu Misha wanted to help but it was a waste of time. What kind of machinery does a young lady come here to play with? But what is going on at Gu Misha’s house, she thinks she can go and find out, otherwise she will argue with her again because of this. Yes, it seems that she doesn't like people talking about her like that.

Qian Xi was testing the car again, and the fallen leaves outside were rattling by Qian Xi's car, and Yuan Wanci's cheering was heard occasionally.

Suddenly I feel so comfortable, I don't feel it at all, and tomorrow is the day of the official competition.

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