Chapter 136: Layout (2)
Wei Sheng took the thing, put it in his pocket, and smiled at Yuan Chunbo.
Yuan Chunbo drove the car to the parking lot, while Wei Sheng walked towards the waiting area.
Just now near the post-match area, I unexpectedly saw Shao Bingran, Cui Xian and Li Xingyu again. I thought that the schedule was temporarily changed to today and they would not get news, but Wei Sheng obviously underestimated Shao Bingran’s attention to the game. .
"Fortunately, Li Wenmiao informed me, or I think you would have forgotten us at all." Shao Bingran's handsome face was a little bit irritating. Such a tall boy showed this expression, but Wei Sheng was a little uncomfortable.
Li Xingyu looked excited and wanted to intervene, but he kept walking backwards and embarrassed to speak.
Since the last time I saw Wei Sheng on Friday, it was because of recklessness that she disturbed her sleep, and Wei Sheng did not go to the club as scheduled all day, Li Xingyu knew he was disgusting.
Wei Sheng smiled, "I also received the news temporarily today." After all, she was puzzled again, "Is Li Wenmiao informing you?"
Shao Bingran smiled and nodded, "I saw you stupidly on Friday. Just after I found you, Li Wenmiao came to me and said he agreed to join our club."
Wei Sheng raised his eyebrows and recalled that Shao Bingran came to him on Friday, meaning that he had become the vice president of the club.
She raised her head to look at Cui Xian, "Why are you here too?" Today's game is different from the past, and it might be a storm.
Cui Xian's clean, white face had no expression on it, and it looked a little cold and indifferent. He said without expression, "It seems that you don't really want me to come."
Wei Sheng pondered for a moment, and turned his head to Cui Xian, "Come here, I will say a few words to you alone."
The dry branches were rustled by the mountain breeze. The two found a path with few people before hearing Wei Sheng speak, "Try not to go up the mountain to watch the game in the future."
Cui Xian turned his head to look at her profile, feeling somewhat strange in his heart. He still remembered that the evening when the setting sun filled the campus, Wei Sheng arrogantly penetrated into his world, and his attitude could not be said to be serious. If one day he wants Marry her, she will marry her.
It was like a vigorous confession, but only a title was written, and there were not many continuations.
Cui Xian felt that he couldn't figure out her. He could clearly feel that Wei Sheng treated him differently. The tacit understanding he occasionally revealed was like making an old friend. He also gradually accepted her existence unconsciously, which seemed to be in the first middle school. After seeing her for the first time, or when Wei Sheng handed over the box of cakes on the school day.
But at the same time he realized that Wei Sheng has never been lukewarm to him. She didn't deliberately keep a distance from herself, but she seemed to be very busy, always walking in a hurry and sometimes showing exhaustion.
For Wei Sheng, love can’t be talked about. At least Cui Xian did not include love in the five-year plan for him. Maybe it is mentally more mature and stable than his peers, or maybe it’s since childhood. He has listened a lot to the teaching, and he doesn't really believe that what is called love will be derived between men and women of this age.
Perhaps it was Wei Sheng's magnanimous attitude, which was not as full of love and affection as Tang Yuling's mind, so that he could have no pressure and can calmly associate with him.
In fact, since he was a child, he has had very few friends. He is not willing to make friends, and he follows his grandfather's teaching of gentle friendship with gentlemen.
But for Wei Sheng, Cui Xian found her very interesting, and even unconsciously developed a sense of intimacy among friends, but now she does not seem to need her own friend.
"Okay." Cui Xian spit out the word faintly.
Wei Sheng waited for a long time, but he didn't expect that he would only spit out such a word.
But it's not surprising for his temperament. He just kicked the stones under his feet and continued, "The mountain is not peaceful recently, I am worried that something will happen to you."
Cui Xian was startled slightly, and turned Qingjun's cheek to look at her, "Is it because of this that I won't let me go up the mountain?"
Wei Sheng looked at him suspiciously and nodded, "Yeah."
Choi Hyun turned his head blankly again, smiling from the corners of his mouth, "Okay."
After that, he turned his head and didn't look at her. He just said, he is willing to accept her as a friend, and what reason does she have to dislike herself.
"Will it be dangerous?" He didn't go to see Wei Sheng either, and said casually.
Wei Sheng shook his head and didn't want Cui Xian to worry about it, "It's not dangerous to me, they have internal conflicts."
"Zhao Lei came to you that day and said they found you, referring to the Nansheng Tournament?"
"Ok."
Cui Xian didn't ask any more, seeing that the time was almost up, and the two returned to the playoff area.
Cui Xian, Shao Bingran and Li Xingyu went to the starting line to wait, while Wei Sheng went to pick up the car after waiting for Yuan Chunbo.
A long way away, I saw the bright yellow Toyota Supra alongside the Ford Mustang. Obviously, after painting by myself, the eyes were bright and dazzling.
Wei Sheng stepped forward and ignored Miles, but walked around the car and frowned, "It's a pity."
This sentence was whispered while passing by Miles, but others did not hear it. Miles thought she was humiliating herself for not being worthy of the car, and immediately her face sank as water and sneered sullenly, "Little things , Don’t be too arrogant, be careful and don’t know how to die."
When Wei Sheng heard the words, he turned his head to look at him, his eyes gave Miles an illusion, as if she was looking at a dead person without any mood swings in her eyes.
This feeling made him uncomfortable. His facial features were frantically twisted, and he grinned exaggeratedly, "You have to be careful when the road is slippery in the mountains later."
Wei Sheng smiled faintly when he heard the words, but turned his head and frowned and shouted to Li Xianzong, "Mr. Li, he threatened to knock me down the mountain. Isn't the game deadly?"
Li Xianzong wanted to nod his head. He wanted to let Wei Sheng talk before the start of the game. He didn't want a careless one to be killed by Miles.
Just before he could speak, Gambo drank a cigarette and said, "Mr. Li, the black game has the rules of the black game, life and death are up to you, it's not easy to promise casually."
Wei Sheng frowned, "Then listen to Mr. Gan, don't bother Mr. Li to worry about it." When the voice fell, it was not difficult to see Li Xianzong's worried expression flashing a hint of blame.
After that, Wei Sheng turned his head, raised his eyebrows in the direction of Miles, and pulled a mad and evil arc at the corner of his mouth.
The two got on the car one after another. This time Wei Sheng put the jacket directly on it and took off the jacket. This is her own sense of ritual for motorsports, and it is easy not to be lost.
The emerald green Ford Mustang and Huang Yan's Bull Demon Supra drove slowly toward the starting line side by side.
The first cold after the snow obviously did not extinguish people's enthusiasm. As the big screen lights up, the crowd began to boil completely.
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