The Magician of Clow

Chapter 1071 The Magic Boy's Exclusive Car
Although we live together, from Monday to Friday,
The people in the cabin have their own business.

Except for a magical boy who has nothing to do after class all day long, and only sneaks out every night,

Fang Xiaoran, who is also a junior, is busy with not easy studies every day, even when there is no class, she is still immersed in the pile of books in the study room,

Xia Yao and Ming Ling, who are already seniors, are both starting to work on their graduation projects. Compared with the former exchange students, except for this matter, they only have to "drop in" and go to the cafeteria with their juniors in their free time.
The latter, who was called home from time to time and contacted the business contacts with his father, was always complaining.

In the end, I enjoyed the campus life of Peking University perfectly. There are only many friends, relatively easy studies, sunny and energetic every day, lively spirit, good at eating and playing,

Tang Bing, who is still in her sophomore year.

Instead of going to school and working, Gou Yu will go to the library of Beijing University, read his favorite books, and sit for an afternoon while trying to make new kinds of cakes.
Even Meng Lang, who was the most idle among the crowd, would occasionally disappear for a while, not knowing where he went.

But on weekends,
As long as there is no urgent matter, everyone will still gather in the hut,

Spend time leisurely doing something you like.

Even a certain cat is no exception
"La hoo~~la. hoo~~"

Lying on top of a disc-shaped sweeping robot just big enough to wrap its tail around the chubby creature that was sleeping soundly, it was slowly sliding out of Gou Yu's room in the early morning sunlight.

Then slowly slid towards Meng Lang's room at the other end
Recently, for some unknown reason, this mysterious creature appeared more and more frequently.

Because it's a day off,

So Xia Yao was held back by Ming Ling who was staying in bed last night and refused to get up, Fang Xiaoran's morning run was slightly extended, Gou Yu was not in a hurry to make breakfast,

Sitting at the small table, wearing a slightly thicker cotton velvet T-shirt, Tang Bing was watching large-scale American dramas with headphones on, while Meng Lang was flipping through large-scale car models on a tablet next to her,
Fangran, on the other hand, suddenly said in a deep voice with a serious expression as if he had decided a major event in his life:
"I think it's almost time for me to have a vehicle of my own."

"Pfft!" "Pfft!"

Then Meng Lang and Tang Bing squirted out a mouthful of black wheat tangerines!
"Damn it! My brother, don't talk about such a scary topic suddenly!?"

"Senior! You are joking! You are joking, right!?"

Seeing meng lang and tang bing suddenly turn pale with shock and slapping the table at him and exclaiming, Fangran stared at them both expressionlessly.

(_╬)Hey, what do you two mean by this reaction.
He couldn't even imagine what kind of terrifying scene his brother would be in after he owned the 'exclusive vehicle'. In order to dispel his thoughts, Meng Lang hurriedly said:
"No! No! Brother, please calm down first. It costs money to play with cars. Don't talk about supercars and hypercars. If you just want to customize a sports car, it will cost at least several million! Just think about the millions! Do something."

"I can just get it out."

Meng Lang: (|||) Ah.
Yes bro, this shit doesn't cost money
Seeing Fangran's expressionless words, Meng Lang ran out of battery. On the other side, Tang Bing felt a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, and hurriedly gesticulated with his hands to dissuade him:
"Wait. Senior! That. That! That's right! It's easy to buy a car, but difficult to maintain a car. It's very troublesome to maintain a car. You see, the parking space is a problem first. You see, you have to buy a parking space for the whole car! You also have to worry about it being blown by the wind. Will the sun be scratched by someone?"

"I can carry it with me."

Tang Bing: (д〣) Amount.
Speaking of which, the senior took that Hummer out of his pocket last time!
around the small table,

Both Meng Lang and Tang Bing had expressions of anxiety that could only be described as worrying about the country and the people, but they looked at Fangran who was silently holding a blank expression in front of them,

Anxiously, he realized that if this guy really wanted to fix him, he couldn't stop him!
"Um...captain, can I ask why you want this all of a sudden?"

He was also listening in the kitchen with a trembling hand, Gou Yu took a few breakfasts with a wry smile, came to sit down at the small table, but was stopped by Meng Lang and Tang Bing just as he said it,

Fangran turned his head and pouted unhappily and replied:
"( )Because the campus of Peking University is very big, you have to walk a long way to go to class, and you have to spend a lot of time on the road every day. Riding a shared bicycle is tiring and costs money."

"So, what's the real reason?"

"I feel that it would be very cool to have an exclusive vehicle to go to fight for justice at night"

Gou Yu saw through it very clearly, and after Fangran muttered the real reason,

He felt the complex and speechless eyes of the three of them looking at him.

(Quiet)
"Why! Why are you looking at me like that! I'm a good participant anyway! The kind that turned the tide several times, right! It's necessary to have a cool car of your own! It's very important. It's necessary, right!"

Unable to bear this kind of silent gaze that seemed to say 'you experience it yourself', Fangran slapped the table with wide-eyed eyes and shouted:

"Didn't I just rely on my car to escape in London and Paris before! Calabash!?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh don't remind me! It took me so long to forget it! I don't want to have any more nightmares!!!"

Hearing what he said, Tang Bing suddenly closed his eyes, hugged his head and yelled as if he had been touched by some psychological trauma!
"When I went to help Xiao Zhe at the very beginning, I was the only one who drove to catch up! Right! Brother!"

"Damn it! How the hell do you have the face to mention it!!!"

Seeing that the 'culprit' that caused the close call was in front of him, Meng Lang shouted back in shock and anger, then clenched his fists and roared with determination!

"Anyway, bro, don't even think about it! With me at the steering wheel of the sports car, you don't even think about it in your life!"

"That... off-road vehicles are not allowed! Even vans are not allowed!"

Tang Bing also followed behind and cried out tearfully, recalling the experience of selling shaved ice and the magic city scene where sparks brought lightning (physics) under his crotch,

Feeling that no matter what is in Fangran's hands, it is extremely dangerous, Gou Yu rubbed his brows and added with a headache:
"If possible, it is best to exclude electric vehicles."

"That motorcycle."

"No x 3!!!"

Before the weak temptation was finished, the three people present were more resolute than what they just said.
"Wow!"

Out of grief and indignation, Fangran widened his eyes in aggrieved feeling.

Then it's so damn good,
At this time, a cat who was still sound asleep was lying on his 'exclusive car', and slowly slid back to Gou Yu's room.
"I caught (angry)!!!"

"°(°◇°;)o゜啦——!"

F-233, who was suddenly hugged, let out a soft cry of 'help duck', and Fangran, who was lying on the carpet beside Gou Yu, flew like a goalkeeper to catch the 'ball',
After a second of silence,
Didn't get up and rolled back and forth, spreading the rogue!
"Ah! Ah! Ah! I want it! I want it! I just want it! I just want a future sci-fi exclusive car for superheroes!"

"Batman! Tron Legacy! Persona5! Devil May Cry 5! I want a motorcycle that is so handsome!"

"Even Brother Fangshu has that carriage! I also want to be able to chase bad guys on the highway at night when performing missions and entering scenes!"

"Want! Want! Want! Want! Want!"

Seeing Fangran rolling and shouting between the bed and the small table, the three people present all frowned wildly, not knowing what happened,
To let this guy, who absolutely can't touch the means of transportation, come up with the idea of ​​a motorcycle that is more deadly than a sports car,

What the hell do you want a custom-made, futuristic motorcycle like in a sci-fi movie!
The three people present have all been in his car, especially those who still can't forget the day when they sold shaved ice and crashed into a tree to the little electric donkey running wild in Shanghai. Gou Yu couldn't imagine it.

Just electric cars (even without electricity) are already like that,

What would happen if Fangran was allowed to ride a motorcycle like that.

The corner of his mouth twitched. Looking at Fangran who was rolling there, Meng Lang couldn't bear to look directly at him and asked silently:

"Speaking of Tang Bing, what happened when you took my brother's car that time?"

Asked by him about the sad past, remembering the scene of waking up in the middle of the night more than once, Tang Bing replied tremblingly on the verge of crying:

"Jumped off the Eiffel Tower and landed on a car. I also drove a van to 200 miles in the reverse direction at high speed. The roof of the car was gone"

Brother, what the hell did you do to an ordinary girl! ?

Looking at Tang Bing who was about to cry without tears, Meng Lang felt that it was not easy for her to follow Fangran all the way, so he patted her on the shoulder quite understandingly.

"Congratulations, sister Tang Bing, you should be fortunate that the broken bread can only be driven to 300, and my modified Ferrari was blasted to more than [-] by my brother's accelerator pedal,"

"That was the closest I've ever felt to dying in my life."

Hearing Meng Lang's words, it turned out that he was not the only one who was so unlucky. Tang Bing was suddenly moved by the feeling of meeting his companion, and firmly held his hand!

"Brother!"

"Girl!"

Then the morning of the day off at the lodge,

Amidst the noise of Fangran grabbing the F-233 and Gou Yu, and Meng Lang and Tang Bing calling out like brothers and sisters,

The door on the floor was opened, and Mingling crawled out yawning.

"What are you arguing about this morning?"

　Writing this kind of plot requires a lot of mentality, and I can only write it when I am in a good mood. When I am tired like yesterday, I can’t write such a daily routine anyway.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)