Chapter 615: This level of fandom is a bit scary
He closed the car door as if nothing had happened and handed the car keys to another doorman who came forward to take the keys. Zheng Yifeng came over at this time. Lu Yuanqiu patted him on the shoulder and whispered to him: "You didn't tell me that you called other people..."
"You also didn't say you were coming here in a supercar..." Zheng Yifeng responded, his tone still revealing speechlessness.
Lu Yuanqiu took a deep breath as if accepting his fate.
After Bai Qingxia finished typing, she put down her phone and stood aside silently. She closed her mouth and looked at Lu Yuanqiu's face, which looked as if he had eaten a fly. This made her inexplicably want to laugh.
In this age where everyone wants to show off their wealth, Lu Yuanqiu just likes to pretend to be poor.
"Explain it, please? Huh? What's going on? Mr. Lu?"
Zhong Jincheng walked over, staring, clapping his hands, and showing a very exploratory look towards Lu Yuanqiu.
Liang Jingfeng silently took out his cell phone and looked at the red Ferrari F12 he had photographed at the school gate a week ago. After comparing it with the one in front of him, except for the license plate number, everything else was almost identical. Could it be that it was Lu Yuanqiu that day as well?
"What's going on? Both cars are mine. We just happened to come here together today, so I let Lu Yuanqiu drive this one and take Bai Qingxia out." Liu Wangchun walked over, turning the sunglasses in his hand and explaining calmly.
How come this guy's brain works so fast today? Lu Yuanqiu glanced at Liu Wangchun in confusion. He saw Bai Qingxia put the phone into her bag, then glanced at the phone in Liu Wangchun's other hand, and understood the situation in an instant.
It turned out that it was Xia Xia who reminded me of this.
Lu Yuanqiu cleared his throat and said to Zhong Jincheng with a dry laugh: "What's wrong, do you think the sports car is mine?"
Zhong Jincheng shifted his gaze from Liu Wangchun's face to Lu Yuanqiu's and nodded desperately: "Nonsense, I almost thought we were going to have class differences."
"Does wealth depend on class?" Lu Yuanqiu said jokingly, but he felt a little disappointed in his heart.
"Then I don't care. Others can have money, but you can't." Zhong Jincheng laughed.
Lu Yuanqiu kicked him on the butt.
Zheng Yifeng curled the corners of his mouth slightly, while Liang Jingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and a smile appeared on his face again. He resisted the urge to take a photo with the two sports cars, but when he looked at Liu Wangchun, there was a little more admiration on his face.
"Brother Chun, can you lend me your F12 to drive after dinner?" Liang Jingfeng asked carefully.
Liu Wangchun glanced at Lu Yuanqiu. Lu Yuanqiu nodded imperceptibly, then scratched his head and looked away. It was a very natural set of concealing movements. Bai Qingxia was trying not to laugh beside him and found this scene very interesting.
"Sure." Liu Wangchun replied.
Seeing this, Zhong Jincheng also started to feel itchy, rubbing his hands and smilingly asking, "That's fine with Mr. Liang... Let me try too, I have my driver's license."
Liu Wangchun looked at Lu Yuanqiu again, but Lu Yuanqiu had already looked away, as if he was an outsider.
Liu Wangchun responded to Zhong Jincheng: "Yes...Yes, it is OK."
The others just smiled politely. They were not familiar with Liu Wangchun and were not as thick-skinned as Liang Jingfeng and Zhong Jincheng. Although they also yearned for a supercar of this level, they still couldn't open their mouths to try it.
Especially for the uncle, he is already very satisfied just to be able to stroll around Lujiajiao.
There is obviously an invisible line between Liu Wangchun and them. Although Zhong Jincheng behaved well, this line still exists between him and rich second-generations like Liu Wangchun, especially after he started working part-time these days.
Seeing Lu Yuanqiu following Zheng Yifeng into the hotel, Bai Qingxia also waved to Chi Caocao. She knew that in this kind of outdoor environment, Chi Caocao would be more willing to walk with her.
"Xia Xia, wait for me!" Liu Wangchun shouted, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold Bai Qingxia's arm.
"Teacher Su's classmates are quite wealthy and are holding a birthday party at Lujiajiao. But you invited so many people over. Is this really a good idea? After all, the host is not Teacher Su." Lu Yuanqiu walked into the hotel and asked while putting his hands in his pockets.
Zheng Yifeng smiled and said, "Guess who is Teacher Su's classmate?"
"Can I still recognize you?"
When the elevator door opened, Lu Yuanqiu was stunned on the spot. He actually recognized the protagonist of the banquet who was standing in the middle of the banquet wearing a beautiful white dress. It turned out to be their new class teacher - Ding Wanjun.
No wonder, this explains why Zheng Yifeng dared to bring so many clinical students here.
Zheng Yifeng took a glass of champagne from the tray brought by the waiter and said to Lu Yuanqiu, "Ding Wanjun is Professor Su's second-year graduate student. From what Professor Su has described, it seems that her family is quite wealthy in Zhucheng."
"Oh, by the way, tomorrow Sutuo, it will also be Teacher Ding who will lead our class." Zheng Yifeng added.
Lu Yuanqiu once again looked at the woman in the white princess dress in front of him. His initial impression of Teacher Ding was that she was a cute girl with a round face. Unexpectedly, she was also a rich second-generation. How many rich second-generations were there in this small campus of Zhuda University?
Seeing the clinical students coming over, Ding Wanjun came forward with a smile and said in a soft voice, "My lovely students are here~"
Su Miaomiao, wearing a beautiful light-colored dress, followed beside her and repeated the words in Ding Wanjun's tone, then complained: "You've only taught them for a few days, and you're already calling them 'my students'? They are obviously my students."
"Get out of here, you're a woman who forgets her friends for the sake of a man." Ding Wanjun turned around and retorted.
It can be seen that the two of them have a good relationship.
Lu Yuanqiu and others first said "Hello, Teacher Su", and then "Hello, Teacher Ding". As soon as Bai Qingxia finished saying hello, she was pulled aside by Liu Wangchun to find food. In this environment, Chi Caocao felt like a fish without water without Bai Qingxia, so she hurriedly followed.
Lu Yuanqiu looked at Bai Qingxia and Liu Wangchun eating side by side with a gentle look in his eyes. He then asked Zheng Yifeng, "Are we the only one in the base we are going to tomorrow?"
Zheng Yifeng shook his head and pouted at Ding Wanjun: "Ask the teacher."
Ding Wanjun heard their discussion and replied with a subtle look, "No, the base we are going to has a business administration department and a literature department."
Lu Yuanqiu was stunned. She specifically mentioned these two departments. It was obvious that she knew that they had a special relationship with Liu Wangchun and Long Liandong. Could this teacher Ding really be a stalker of him and Bai Qingxia? She knew so much about it.
"Not only that, people from other schools have also gathered together." Ding Wanjun added with a smile, as if she had thought of something.
"for example?"
"For example, Zhucheng Drama Academy. Yes, that's the school where the Mulan band that defeated your Yanggu String Band in the city art competition is located." Ding Wanjun had a mischievous expression.
Lu Yuanqiu then asked tentatively: "Teacher Ding, what are Bai Qingxia and I's blood types?"
"Both are AB!" she answered immediately, and then jumped excitedly: "I told you I'm a CP fan of you two!"
"This level of powder is a bit scary..." Lu Yuanqiu hunched over, trembling as he moved away from her.
Keep your promise, go to sleep
(End of this chapter)
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