Chapter 973: One day's **** lies in the morning, crazy old Li (one more)
Wei Sheng never thought that one day it would happen that Cui Yongzhen lived next door, and he and her son would do the most intimate thing next door to her.
Cui Xian obviously hadn't thought about it, so that night, he was unwilling to let go of this rare opportunity, and followed the principle that a spring night is worth a lot of money.
Really never let it go for a moment.
The deep night, the painful struggle, the fusion of bones, and the joy of exploring, deduced and perfectly interpreted a moving melody related to the beauty of life.
This night is very long.
This night is short.
This week before the Little Eleventh holiday, the excitement of Pengcheng was far more than the visit of Wei Sheng’s family and the visit of Cui Xian’s parents. The daily throughput of the entire city, whether it was a railway station, bus station or airport, In the same period of previous years, it increased by several percentage points.
In other words, a large number of tourists, including car fans and large and small motorcades who came to hear the news at home and abroad, are all gathering in Pengcheng.
Among them were those who heard that the title of the No. 1 circuit in Asia was disapproving, but only after the Datong Motor Club came and challenged them. There were also those foreign friends who vilified the country Z team in the early days, and even heard the news. I am in the eleventh hour for a long holiday to travel and watch the excitement.
The major media also watched the timing and worked overtime to follow up the report.
"China Park's admission tickets have soared continuously during November! 》
"The price of sky seats is amazing, and the price of the two-hour competition is as high as 3000 yuan! 》
"The domestic team is expected to be revitalized, and the price of racing drivers far exceeds the stars! 》
"The Flourishing Age is Coming! The Zhonghua Team is working hard day and night! Do not forget the national humiliation and revitalize China! 》
The next morning, after Wei Sheng got up, he pulled the white shirt over the end of the bed and put it on him. He sat cross-legged on the bed and turned on the desktop computer belonging to Cui Xian at the head of the bed. After entering the password for his birthday, it turned out to be correct. She had used this computer earlier, and Cui Xian also said that there are no secrets in it, and it can be used.
Turning his head to look at the man sleeping soundly on the bed, Wei Sheng gave him a blank look, and then logged on to the official forum of the Chinese team.
The number of posts in the official forum has exceeded 10,000, and the number of replies is as many as 70 or 80,000. It is obviously a huge amount of data for a forum that has not been established for a long time. Chinese fans from all over the world have published here on the first F1 in China. Views on the establishment of the team.
Wei Sheng flipped through a few articles. Most of them were led by domestic non-sustainable engine suppliers, signature companies, or international-level Chinese players. It is difficult to open the situation with only a few external international players. To the effect is not optimistic.
This is an objective and rational evaluation.
Of course, there are also some enthusiastic patriotic youths who refute their remarks in lengthy speeches, and their remarks are inconsistent, and their remarks are becoming more and more polarized.
Wei Sheng clicked on a hot post, and the poster said in the post: [As the title, there is beauty in the eyes of the lover, talk about the most handsome driver in your mind, let me do it first, the black Mercedes driver The most handsome! I will take the photo first. 】
At the end, he posted a few pictures of the black racer in a hurry.
Swipe to see the comments below.
Nasos: [Strictly speaking, the contemporary drivers in the paddock have not yet discovered that they are really handsome, even if it is the so-called New Oriental aesthetic that has been modified by a weak mentality, there are a few with extraordinary temperament...]
firewaylee: [Raikkonen was so handsome when he was young...Villenf and Haimei are good! There are often some small fresh meats in active service that are more handsome, such as Ellison, who looks better than car skills! Shining. 】
Wei Sheng nodded to the computer, and Villeneuve was the only one of the four drivers who joined the Chinese team with a rough aesthetic.
Two good and two bad: [Perhaps Huken is the standing driver? Nagarde? As for the hottest top three drivers, it may be more appropriate to use different opinions. Shining. 】
Runny: [Why not mention Asia? I'm not pro-R, just talk about looks and car skills, don't you think that R country active player Fukuma Hiraoka is very good? ? 】
Kong Shan Yu: [I have to mention Bianchi, a touch of melancholy, not for anyone. Shining. 】
Nasos replied to the empty mountain: [I did miss Bianchi, Bianchi has all the looks and skills, it's a pity...]
Crazy Old Li: [Why didn't anyone mention Tonya? Don't everyone praise such a good national driver, but instead praise the R country driver? I remember this is the forum of the Chinese team, right? 】
Wei Sheng was stunned when he saw this, and then he saw this crazy old Li post a few photos of himself when he was young in his post. Some of them were wearing sunglasses and a peaked cap on the Wulong Mountain. They were clearly from the sports newspaper. The ones that have been cut down are also marked with the words Beijing Sports Daily.
There are a few more shots taken at the Beijing Stadium. In the photos, he is wrapped in a solid racing suit and sitting in the car before the starting line.
Running wildly, replying to the crazy old Li: [You are SB! Everyone said, what is the relationship between the driver and the nationality? Tonya? do not know! 】
Two good two cups responded crazily: [You are SB, right? When Tonya fought Nagarde, what early car fans didn't know? Fake car fans don't BB! But why hasn't Tonya appeared in recent years? Is the leader of the Chinese team official website Tonya? 】
The crazy old Li replied with two or two cups: [He passed away in a car accident, but I am also very curious about who the leader of the Chinese team is! Is it by Tonya's name? Tonya's early car fan? still is……】
Empty Mountain: [My God! Tonya raised her fist in the Wulong Mountain! I also have one! It's been three years since I cut it from the newspaper and posted the headboard! ! ! 】
Runny madly replied to the empty mountain: [You are also SB! Is there a three-year portrait of someone on the bed? I dare not post photos on the official website! Looking at the photos of the game, it is also hidden! Suspect to live is to die by seeing the light! 】
Crazy old Li replied crazily: [I was too lazy to take care of you, now I can’t help but scold you, Tonya, I’ve met a few times, a beautiful girl, and I advise you to pay attention to your words, people 'S fans are very large, go to the Tonya Fan Club for yourself! ! 】
Outside the house, Cui Yongzhen walked out of the room after waking up, but looking uneasy, she saw her husband Li Zhengwen crouching on the keyboard in the corner next to the TV cabinet holding the laptop. She couldn't help but smiled in surprise, "Old Li, you What are you doing?"
Li Zhengwen pressed send, dropped the crazy old Li account, closed the computer with a snap, rubbed his sore legs and stood up and said, "This kid, the living room network cable is such a short one and I'm here!"
Inside the house.
Wei Sheng is opening another website to search for the so-called Tonya fan club. It turned out that it was the forum I saw a few days ago. The initiator claimed to be a fan of Tonya, and the location was in Beijing.
The last time she saw it, she had just started sparsely populated, and since then she hasn't been shopping again. At this time, she was shocked.
Immediately afterwards, she felt the quilt covering her legs was pulled from behind, and the quilt was tightly suspended in the air. Someone squirmed and approached from below, and a pair of cold lips were printed on her back waist.
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