Zhou dumped her boyfriend to settle accounts with me

Lu Shiyi's tone didn't seem to be fake, Jian Dayong was taken aback, he just said something casually just now, and he didn't know how he provoked people.

Today's persuasion obviously ended in failure, Jian Dayong rolled his eyes twice, turned and left.

God knows how Lu Shiyi couldn't resist beating Jian Dayong just now. If he was of the same age, he would be on his way to the emergency center by now.He leaned against the door and smoked a cigarette, opened the door after throwing away the butt of the cigarette, and went in to take a shower.

Not hungry at night, he didn't want to eat, so he came out of the bathroom and leaned against the head of the bed, lighting another cigarette.The more I think about it, the more familiar Jian Dayong looks, so I took my phone and typed "Jian Dayong" into the Baidu search box.

The name "Dayong" is very popular. Fortunately, his surname is "Jane", or it may not be possible to search through a hundred pages.The fact is that the status of this person is almost unknown now, Lu Shi also turned five or six pages, and when his patience was faltering——

In the search results at the bottom, he found a similar face, wearing an old racing suit, looking much younger than now.

The displayed name is not Jian Dayong, but DY.

Lu Shi also remembered where he had seen him!

DY——the only driver who had the chance to win the Grand Slam of the Asian Motorcycle Road Championship (ARRC) in 2002, and the most powerful contender for the Asian car king that year!

At that time, the level of domestic motorcycle sports was quite poor. There were no large-scale clubs and no good coaches. The refitting of racing cars had to rely on foreign engineers, and there was no special data analyst. Analyzing opponents relied on eyes and brains.

Under such a general environment, DY and his senior brother completed the driver registration and training, and signed up to participate in several small-scale rallies. In 01, DY participated in the ARRC Thailand sub-station for the first time and won the championship. In 02, he won the championship of all sub-stations except Singapore. He was only one trophy short of becoming the Asian car king!

However, the facts were not satisfactory. Not only did he not perform well in the Singapore race, but he fell off the car in the middle of the race and hadn't gotten up yet—it was equivalent to giving up his qualifications for the Grand Slam without struggling.

And since that time, he hasn't appeared in the arena again, as if he has evaporated from the world.Numerous Huaguo drivers felt sorry for him, saying that a car king was "dead" this time.What's more, because he was too disappointed, he was nicknamed the extinguished fire.

Hope is not ignited, and it is directly despaired.

Lu Shi also didn't like motorcycles since he was a child, and he gradually learned about this sport after he moved away from Lu's house.If it wasn't for Lao Tie's photo of DY, he who was born in 98 would never have known about this rumor.

I'm not interested in knowing, including now that I figured out who Jian Dayong is, most people might want to explore the reasons for Jian Dayong's silence, but he doesn't have this idea.

For a child who lost his mother at the age of nine, curiosity has already been gradually lost in the stumbling growth, and Jian Dayong's words just kept echoing in his mind - "Don't you want to be recognized?"

He looked dazed for a few seconds, then his pupils shrank violently, picked up the ashtray on the bedside table, and slammed it towards the display case in the corner!

"Crash-crash-"

The lower part of the showcase was made of wood, so it wasn't smashed, but the medals and souvenirs inside were knocked down.

Pressed against an old piece of paper in the corner.

Because of the appearance of Jian Dayong, Lu Shiyi tossed and turned at night, half asleep and half awake, and slept poorly.

Fortunately, two long vibrations woke him up, or he might be absent from class this morning.He fished the phone to open the lock screen - Victim: [Picture] [Picture]

MMS? ?

Since the advent of WeChat, no one has used MMS anymore, not to mention that it costs one yuan per message, and it is not as convenient as WeChat.

Lu Shiyi held the phone far away, at first he didn't see what Bo Qian was sending, but when he got closer, two silly mud horses appeared in front of him.

In the unique sunlight in the morning, the two guys were standing and lying down. The standing one seemed to be dozing off, and the lying one was eating breakfast with half a carrot in its mouth.

Even though their fur and appearance are quite good, they can't conceal the inherent sense of sand sculpture of the race. The four big dull eyes are cute and silly when facing the camera. Lu Shiyi's face that has been tensed all night finally relaxes. It was only then that I realized that my teeth were biting a bit painful.

He rubbed his cheeks and got up to wash up. Before going out, he saved the two photos with a long press, and changed the note of "victim" to "Teacher Bo."

By the way, he replied: [Good morning. 】

Teacher Bo didn't reply.Thursday morning was physical education class, and Lu Shiyi took tennis as an elective. While wearing his peaked cap backwards and carrying a racket, he walked to the court, and at the same time sent another message to Teacher Bo: [The address of your school? 】

Bo Qian was in a meeting, without asking his purpose or saying anything else, he just sent Feng Ting's address and office number to him.

The second winning rule of "The Book of Love" - ​​a bouquet of flowers every day, to give her a fatal romance.

Lu Shi also really didn't know how to chase people, and he didn't want to spend his time thinking about it. He did what the "Book of Love" said. After all, it had been inspected by 2000 people, and it was impossible to make mistakes.

He opened the delivery software and chose a flower shop that looked good. He thought roses were too gaudy, so he finally chose a bunch of sunflowers.The merchant said that it will be delivered in the afternoon, and he doesn't care when it will be delivered to Lu, as long as it can be delivered.

After playing ball all morning, my clothes were mostly wet with sweat.He didn't like the smell of sweat, so he was going back to the apartment to take a shower before going to eat.

Walking into the corridor of the apartment, I smelled a strange smell, which was very pungent.The smell got stronger as he went up, and when he reached his door, he finally figured out where the smell came from.

——The door of his house, including the walls on both sides of the door, was splashed with a thick layer of red paint, and a big "SB" was painted on the door of the fire hydrant opposite to disgust people.

Lu Shi also frowned, and searched his memory. It seems that he hasn't messed with anyone except his screaming chicken roommate recently.

But the Screaming Chicken roommate didn't dare to say anything when he saw him, so he probably didn't have the guts to do such a thing.Lu Shiyi walked to the door, clutching his nose, and searched up and down. As expected, he found a card in the crack of the door.

There was a string of numbers written on the card, 13xxxxxxxxx, which should be a phone number, but nothing else.

This was a blatant provocation, Lu Shi also scoffed, and dialed the phone number.

It can be said that the answer is instant, and it is estimated that he has been waiting for him.A slightly immature male voice came over: "Lu Shiyi, is that you?"

The voice sounded familiar, and Lu Shi also asked, "Who are you?"

"..."

The other end was silent for a while, and then a strong roar broke out: "I'm Sun Hao! Don't fucking think you can hide by pretending you don't know him! Come to the suburbs at ten o'clock in the evening, grandpa is waiting for you here!"

Lu Shi also felt pain in his ears from his yelling, so he put his phone away, and when he felt that he was calm, he asked, "Why?"

"Let me tell you clearly, I splashed the paint, are you angry, do you want to take revenge? Now I will give you a chance to take revenge. My brother is a racing driver signed by Jinfeng. If you can win him tonight, I'll just clean up the paint and apologize to you if you lose..."

Sun Hao gritted his teeth: "Just kneel down and call me Grandpa!"

Jinfeng is the largest motorcycle club in H City, and has won many awards in domestic competitions.Including the Bosch Cup Motorcycle Grand Prix to be held next week, Jinfeng has also signed up for the two drivers of the club, and it is said that the call for winning the prize is very high.

No wonder that during the game the night before yesterday, Lu Shi also felt that Sun Hao's skills were not like Ye Luzi.With the help of such a formally trained elder brother, the younger brother can avoid many detours.

And maybe Sun Hao has also signed into Jinfeng, or if he has the opportunity to sign, he wants to take an underground championship as a bargaining chip for signing.

But Lu Shi was not interested in these things, he just felt that the child's brain circuit was very touching, so he said impatiently: "If you can't beat him, just ask the parents, are you a primary school student?"

"Fuck! You are a fucking elementary school student! Lu Shiyi, you are a fool..."

Sun Hao didn't say the rest, Lu Shi also hung up the phone, and blocked this string of numbers by the way.

What he did in the game was to teach Sun Hao a lesson. When he was out of the game, Sun Hao was just a stranger to him.

His attitude towards strangers has always been that he doesn't care about it, and he doesn't bother to argue with Sun Hao about what kind of bets he will go to. It's a waste of time.

Besides, he couldn't wait for Sun Hao to clean the paint, the smell is too pungent, he can go out and stay in a hotel by himself, what about the neighbors?It will affect people's lives.

Lu Shi also opened the software and found a cleaning company, offering double the price to let them clean the paint as soon as possible.After explaining, he looked at the red area.

Well, the house must not be able to enter, so find a place to stay.

In order to get rid of the smell of sweat on his body, he first went downstairs to the gym to take a shower, and after he came out, he went to the garage to change a few car parts, and he just passed by at noon.In the afternoon, it was a professional class, and Lu Shi also chatted with Z to pass the time.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, I received a message from the merchant that the bouquet of flowers he ordered was finally delivered!

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Bo Qian's phone vibrated violently as he was still in the meeting, and Feng Ting hung up after taking a look.

Feng Ting continued to call reluctantly, but Bo Qian suddenly remembered something, and after pressing down the phone again, he sent a [? 】

Brother Ting: [Do you dare to answer the phone [anger][anger]]

Q: [A meeting. 】

You Ting Ge: [What does this mean [anger][anger]]

Q: [Talk to me like that, do you want to die? 】

You Tingge: [...I was wrong, save my life, Dad [Slide.ipg]]

When the little boy asked for the address in the morning, Bo Qian guessed that the little boy might want to buy something for him.According to the little boy's personality, seeing the alpaca photo he posted in the morning, and then thinking about what happened yesterday, his ears must be red with embarrassment.

So Bo Qian guessed that there was a high probability that the little boy gave him a bomb or a knife.If he wasn't curious about what it was, he wouldn't be in the mood to chat with Feng Ting.

On the stage, the regional manager of the North China region was talking about the sales plan for the second half of the year. Bo Qian rubbed his temples and replied: [If you have something to say, get out if you have nothing to do]