Chapter 325 Buying a Motorcycle
Although scores of 500 or 600 are common in key classes, the key point is that Jiang Yanqing skipped a grade and started high school.
So there were still many exclamations from the audience. Jiang Yanqing stood on the podium without changing her expression. Teacher Ma glanced around the class and pointed to an empty seat and said, "Student Jiang, sit there."
Jiang Yanqing nodded and walked towards the empty seat. Next to the empty seat was a girl with a round face who looked at Jiang Yanqing and smiled.
He even reached out and picked up a book on the seat next to him, and whispered, "Sit down."
Jiang Yanqing nodded, "Thank you."
After Teacher Ma finished arranging Jiang Yanqing, he cleared his throat, regained his usual serious expression, and said, "Classmates, from today on, you are all senior high school students."
"I don't need to explain what senior year means. We will work together to achieve our dream university. Classmates, do you have confidence?"
"Yes", "Yes", "Yes"... there were firm responses, and the dreams in the hearts of the young boys and girls set sail at this moment.
There were no formal classes on the first day of school. We were given new books and then everyone went home.
Jiang Yanqing did not stay in school, so she walked out of the school with her schoolbag. Fang Mingxiao was waiting under the shade of a tree not far away. He immediately noticed the familiar figure walking out of the school gate and rode his bike to meet him.
"Qingqing, can we go home now?"
Jiang Yanqing's eyes lit up and she looked at Fang Mingxiao, "You didn't go back?"
Fang Mingxiao smiled helplessly and looked at the dazed Jiang Yanqing, "I knew you would leave school early today, so I just waited for you outside."
Jiang Yanqing also grinned, "Okay, let's go home!"
Jumping onto Fang Mingxiao's bicycle, Jiang Yanqing hugged Fang Mingxiao's waist and said, "Ah Xiao, have you ever considered buying a motorcycle?"
This time, Fang Mingxiao brought back 20,000 yuan, which was tuition and living expenses given by Fang Tiancheng.
Fang Mingxiao didn't have the nerve to refuse the money. He had Fang Tiancheng's blood in his veins, so it was only right for him to use his money.
Anyway, if I don't use his money, I will have to use my own and Qingqing's money. It would be a waste not to use it. Isn't it nice to be a rich second generation?
Fang Mingxiao thought about it seriously and asked, "Do you want to ride a motorcycle?"
Jiang Yanqing also thought about it and said, "I want to sit."
In 1980, Jialing CJ50 was the first civilian motorcycle in the history of my country's motorcycle industry designed and manufactured to meet market demand.
Jialing CJ50 has a delicate shape, simple structure, light and flexible driving, a curb weight of only 49kg, a two-stroke engine displacement of 5, a maximum load of 70kg, and a maximum speed of 70km/h.
When this motorcycle is running, its transmission system will make a crisp "bell sound". The small motorcycle with a brick-red body has created a "Jialing whirlwind" on the land of China, and is affectionately called the "Red Rooster" by people.
Throughout the 1980s, due to the popularity of the Jialing CJ50 motorcycle, "Jialing" became synonymous with civilian motorcycles for a long time. It was from Jialing that many Chinese people realized their dream of driving a motor vehicle for the first time.
Men's yearning and love for cars should be innate, and Fang Mingxiao is no exception. He rode a motorcycle once when he just came back, but his mind was full of Jiang Yanqing and he didn't care.
Now that I think about it, I actually quite like that speed and sound!
The two hit it off immediately, and Fang Mingxiao rode his bike to the motorcycle market. The motorcycles were in great demand as soon as they were launched on the market, but the prices were not cheap either.
So there were still many motorcycles in the market. The two of them walked around and chose a Jialing 70 motorcycle produced by Japanese capital, which was priced at 3,500.
Seeing that Fang Mingxiao and Jiang Yanqing were both small, the shop owner insisted on a selling price. Jiang Yanqing pulled Fang Mingxiao and turned away, and the shop owner changed his price to 3,200 yuan, and finally the deal was sold for 3,000 yuan.
Fang Mingxiao paid the money and the boss taught him how to ride a bike. To put it bluntly, it would be easy to get started if you master the balance.
Jiang Yanqing first rode her bicycle back to the courtyard. It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon when the sound of a motorcycle was heard at the door.
When he opened the door, he saw Fang Mingxiao had indeed returned. He looked rather disheveled, with dirt on his trouser legs. Jiang Yanqing couldn't help but laugh, "Did you go into the ditch?"
Fang Mingxiao's face darkened slightly, and he was filled with shame and indignation. "No, I just rubbed it accidentally."
Jiang Yanqing nodded, "Okay." She looked like she believed it, which made Fang Mingxiao very angry.
In fact, Fang Mingxiao really did not lie for the sake of face. He really bumped into the car accidentally. He was practicing driving in a remote place and he did not hold the car firmly, so the car fell down.
In a hurry, he went to help, but bumped into the earthen wall next to him, and got dust on his trouser legs.
When Fang Mingxiao parked the car, Jiang Yanqing had already come out with a blood-activating ointment. The ointment was made by Fang Mingxiao himself and was more effective than those sold outside.
"Sit down!" Jiang Yanqing gestured for Fang Mingxiao to sit on the bench in the yard.
Fang Mingxiao sat down obediently. He knew that the best person to him in the world was Qingqing. Only she would notice the injury he had deliberately concealed.
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