Take the subway.
Take a taxi.
Or drive yourself.
These are all normal.
After all, there are always differences in the world.
Only those who came to the class reunion on bicycles, not to mention them this time, I am afraid they are alone in the whole world.
Seeing Jiang Chen getting closer and closer on his bicycle steadily, some people couldn't help but feel happy.
“This guy is quite funny.”
In high school, Jiang Chen was not very famous, and not everyone knew him.
“Where did he buy that bicycle? Not to mention it looks pretty.”
In addition to the "fashionable" appearance, the bicycle under Jiang Chen's crotch is also quite eye-catching.
It is a bit different from the general bicycle shape.
And rather...
Hmm.
Fancy.
Not to mention the frame, even the tires are printed with various butterflies.
"Pfft."
Ouyang Qing, who never expected it, couldn't help laughing, and even laughed out loud, "I finally understand the different 'feeling' that Xie Wendong said just now, This guy is really different from back then."
After being surprised, Wu Yufei unconsciously raised her mouth. She didn't think this way of appearing was embarrassing, but felt it was unique.
She looked meaningfully at Jiang Chen who was at ease and at ease.
He was indeed the boy she had... had a crush on.
Just when everyone had different expressions and talked a lot, Tong Dan suddenly walked forward with her long legs that made others envious, blocking directly in front of Jiang Chen's car.
“Tsk…”
Fortunately, the bicycle brakes well and I almost hit him.
Jiang Chen put one foot on the ground to stabilize the balance of the car, and looked at Tong Dan in surprise, who was smiling but not smiling, without scolding him.
“Why are you here?”
“Why can’t I be here? I’m not from Shacheng Middle School?”
Jiang Chen was speechless for a moment.
Same.
I didn’t react for a while and forgot about this.
"I would also like to ask you, why are you here?"
Tong Dan pretended to be cold and arrogant, suppressing the inexplicable excitement in his heart.
Tsk.
It smells like gunpowder.
The "onlookers" at the back could easily smell the smell floating in the air and couldn't help but think about it.
"Tong Dan and Jiang Chen have a grudge?"
"They seem to be a bit at odds with each other?"
After all, there are smart people.
“Is it possible that it’s because of Fang Qing?”
Of course Tong Dan didn’t care about other people’s opinions or his image as a beautiful woman. He raised his foot and kicked Jiang Chen’s car tire. "Speak."
"I came to Jiangcheng to do some errands, and I happened to meet an old classmate from my class. They said there was a class reunion today, so I came."
Jiang Chen said one thing to another, then sat on his bicycle and laughed. He said: "What? You're not welcome?"
Tong Dan hated his lazy look the most. He obviously didn't think so in his heart, but he still couldn't help but said: "You are self-aware. ."
Jiang Chen couldn't help but sigh, "It's a pity, it's useless if you don't welcome me."
He held the handle of the car again.
"Please give way."
There is almost no need to guess, the organizer of the class reunion is definitely not Tong Dan. This girl definitely does not have the time or energy.
If he is not the mastermind, he naturally has no right to bombard him.
However, it was an unexpected surprise to meet Tong Dan here. At least he had an additional acquaintance, and Jiang Chen was quite happy.
“I won’t let you!” Tong Dan couldn’t help but kick the tire again, “You can think of it and ride a bicycle. Why, are you trying to be cool?”
"Why are you trying to be cool? I live nearby. Bicycling saves energy, reduces emissions, is environmentally friendly and can exercise at the same time. Why not? Or is there any rule that prohibits riding bicycles to attend class reunions? ?”
Jiang Chen’s sharp teeth made Tong Dan speechless.
“Your bike is not a Trek Butterfly, is it?”
At this time, Chi Jin came over with a smile on his face and his eyes were fixed on the fancy bicycle under Jiang Chen’s crotch.
“What is a Trek butterfly?”
Someone asked in confusion.
“I saw in the news that a bicycle is worth more than 30 million yuan!”
An animal was used to popularize science, which shocked many people.
“How much?!”
"More than thirty million, don't look at me like that. I don't know if it's true or not. Anyway, that's what the news said."
Hearing this, they looked at the place where Jiang Chen was sitting. He was holding a bicycle, and his eyes couldn't help but become more and more strange.
"But the one Jiang Chen is riding is definitely not that one. I remember that bike, it is not like this."
"Nonsense. A bicycle costing more than 30 million yuan, what an international joke! How many people in the world can afford it?”
Almost no one thinks of this, but classmate Jiang Chen has no such awareness, or in other words, he has never heard of the brand Trek Butterfly.
So when faced with Chi Jin's inquiry, he replied matter-of-factly: "I don't know, I borrowed a friend's car."
Indeed.
This bicycle was parked in the underground garage together with the Cullinan. He didn’t know how much it cost or what brand it was, but he just thought it was easy to ride.
There is no doubt that it is more comfortable than the bicycle his family bought when he was in junior high and high school.
Don’t know?
What a good sentence. I don’t know.
I really think I might be riding a Trek Butterfly?
Chi Jin's smile did not change and he raised his gaze from the indeed beautiful bicycle, "Do you remember who I am?"
Hearing this, Jiang Chen looked at the other person carefully for a while.
"Chi Jin?"
"Pa."
Chi Jin snapped his fingers, his smile became brighter, and he sighed: "There are still people who remember me. Just now I When she went to pick up Tong Dan, she didn't recognize him at all. "
Jiang Chen knew him, or could still remember him, because he was not in the same class.
In high school, the two had a little friction because Fang Qing was absent today.
Prickly head, of course he likes to tease the beauties in school, just like the gangsters always love good families, this is a professional habit.
Of course, Chi Jin didn't go too far. At best, he just sent drinks and wrote love letters. Even though Fang Qing expressed her attitude to him many times, she still went her own way.
Fang Qing was not someone to be trifled with. Seeing that the other party was pestering her, she didn't tell the teacher because she knew it wouldn't work, so she told Fu Zili.
From this point of view, it is enough to see that this girl knew how to adapt to local conditions at that time.
Fu Zili had not gone to school for a long time at that time. Hearing this, how could he bear it? He immediately gathered a large group of idle people from society and went to the gate of Shacheng Middle School to block the entrance.
No matter how much Chi Jin pricks his head, he is still worse than Fu Zili and those people who live in mixed society.
Let’s just say that the ruthlessness is not on the same level.
At that time, if Jiang Chen hadn’t found out from Tie Jun and ran over to stop the conflict, something might have happened.
Why else would he always shadow Fang Qing?
Na Nizi was violent in the past, but did not consider the consequences. She gave Chi Jin a lesson to relieve her anger, but afterwards the school investigated and asked people outside the school to beat the students of the school. No matter how good her grades were, she would probably escape. Just a punishment.
Although he "saved" the other party and at least avoided a severe beating, Chi Jin would definitely not be grateful.
certainly.
That’s all a matter of old sesame and rotten millet.
Today, who would still care about it?
"Tong Dan, give way and let Jiang Chen stop the car so that everyone can get in."
Tong Dan still gave Chi Jin some face, not to mention that others were responsible for this. The Alumni Association contributed money and effort, and after all, they went out of their way to pick me up just now.
Jiang Chen rode his bike past Chi Jin's Audi Horch, feeling a strong sense of contrast. Then he parked the car and locked it carefully, as if he was afraid of being stolen.
He is responsible.
After all, it’s not my car.
But seeing this, many of these alumni of Shacheng Middle School couldn't help but laugh. (End of this chapter)