MTL - Dad, Please Try a Little Harder-Chapter 58 Qian Quan: Driving a sports car is quite interesting!

  Chapter 58 Qian Quan: Driving a sports car is quite interesting!

  Seeking longevity is the most simple wish of human beings.

  After Sun Wukong solved the riddle of Bodhi Patriarch, he only asked one sentence from the beginning to the end: Is it possible to live forever like this?

   In the real world, longevity does not exist naturally, but it is worth pursuing to be free from disease and disaster, and to live a long life.

  After Qian Quan shared the document with the family group, his mother asked, "Stone, what did you post?"

  Qian Quan: "Aerobics formulas, you and my dad practice against each other every morning and evening, it can strengthen your body and beautify your face."

   After a while, Qian Wenlin replied: "Is this qigong?"

  Qian Quan was afraid of bringing up unpleasant memories for his father, so he replied: "A friend who practices Taijiquan sent it to me, and I will also send a copy to Uncle Ding and Auntie Ye."

  Qian Wenlin: "You don't need to post it anymore, I've already shared it with them. This content looks quite scientific and practical. It just happens to be practiced with Wing Chun, and it's both internal and external."

  Qian Quan: "Dad, which group did you share with, why didn't I see it?"

  Qian Wenlin: "Our group of four adults did not pull you and Lin Lang."

  Qian Quan: "..."

   After chatting with his parents, Qian Quan sent another copy to Ding Linlang separately, and complained by the way: "Do you know that my parents, my mother, Ding Shuye, and the four adults have a separate group?"

  Ding Linlang: "I know, what did you send me?"

  Qian Quan: "Martial arts cheats, you practice them every morning and evening. In addition, the two of us will form a group alone without bringing their adults. [Wangcai]"

  Ding Linlang: "Are you stupid?"

  Qian Quan was chatting with Ding Linlang when he heard Bai Yunzhi say, "How about we make a weapon battle science in the next video?"

  Qian Quan said: "Yes."

  Zhang Xianger continued: "I can also show my face as a cameo."

   After dinner, the three of them left the restaurant. Qian Quan and Bai Yunzhi wanted to go back to school. Zhang Xianger suddenly grabbed Qian Quan: "Don't go back, I will take you to see the real Zhong Hai later."

  Bai Yunzhi immediately said: "Little uncle, he is still a student."

  Qian Quan also refused.

  Zhang Xianger said: "Don't worry, I know it well. He will see these things sooner or later. Seeing you later is worse than seeing you sooner."

  Qian Quandao: "I am afraid of society, and I have no interest in participating in parties."

   "It's not just a party, you just believe me once, I will give you a chance to see your heart and see another side of this city by the way.

   "Besides, the two of us are together, not to mention Zhonghai, which part of the world can't go?"

  Qian Quan felt that the last sentence was very encouraging, so he agreed.

   Rather than being a participant, it is better to be an observer, and the right is to increase knowledge and broaden horizons.

  The most important thing is that he didn't see any malice from Zhang Xianger.

  Before leaving, Bai Yunzhi told Zhang Xianger one last time: "He is still a student."

  Zhang Xianger smiled and waved.

  Suddenly, a roar of an engine came from a distance.

   Not long after, six or seven luxury cars that Qian Quan had seen in the short video lined up and stopped in front of Zhang Xianger.

  Lamborghini, Porsche, Aston Martin, Ferrari... There are two other cars that cannot be named.

   "Brother Xiang, get in the car!"

  Zhang Xianger arranged Qian Quan on a Porsche 918, briefly introduced "my brother" to the young man who was driving, and then got into the Lamborghini by himself.

   The unscrupulous roar sounded again, and the convoy roared away.

  Qian Quan had heard such a voice before at night, but the voice was far away from him at that time, and he did not expect that he was also sitting in the car at this moment.

   It feels surreal, but not all that exciting either.

  Several cars are chasing each other like racing, not knowing where they are going.

  Qian Quan observed the car, and a sense of familiarity grew from the bottom of his heart until it spread to every cell in his body.

  He can also drive this car.

   About half an hour later, the convoy stopped in a circle in an empty warehouse.

   There are also all luxury cars parked next to them, such as Big G, Bentley, Maybach, Rolls Royce...

   After everyone got out of the car, they talked and laughed and walked somewhere.

  No one deliberately rejected Qian Quan, and no one deliberately got close to him.

   This group of young people who are either rich or expensive, all look ostentatious, but each has its own set of logic.

   Self-confessed politeness, distanced politeness.

  Qian Quan followed everyone around, and soon came to a small door. One of them walked to the door and knocked a few times regularly.

  The small door opened, colorful lasers flashed, and huge waves of music flickered, as if the hustle and bustle from another world burst out, suddenly appearing in front of you.

   Afterwards, a tall and strong bald man appeared in front of everyone, glanced at everyone, and finally stopped on Qian Quan.

   "I miss my brother and brother." Porsche 918 introduced.

  Zhang Xianger smiled and raised his hand, then pointed to himself.

  The big man stepped aside to let everyone in, and reminded by the way:

   "Please save your phone first."

  Qian Quan saw that everyone else was locking their phones in vacant lockers with ease.

  Qian Quan also chose a locker, put his mobile phone in it, and entered the venue with everyone.

"The drinks and food here are free, and absolutely safe." Zhang Xianger briefly introduced to Qian Quan, "Every woman here is a tiger, if you can't resist, remember to ask me for help, if you don't want to resist —”

  Zhang Xianger smiled inexplicably: "Remember to take protective measures so that no one is killed."

  Qian Quan:…

   The two of them talked and entered the venue.

Qian Quan didn't want to be a maverick, so he ordered a drink, sat on the sidelines and watched the crowd of men and women, hooking their shoulders and backs, advancing and retreating, wandering in steps, wandering in love, looking at each other, winking flying around...

   "Is this your first time visiting this place?" A beautiful lady with flaming red lips, wearing a **** suspender, with a bumpy figure and a fragrance all over her body sat down next to Qian Quan.

   "Yes, that's right." Qian Quan glanced at her and said honestly.

"College Students?"

"Um?"

  “I like college students very much. They are young, shy, curious, energetic, less experienced but full of energy.”

   Qian Quan laughed.

  The lady hooked Qian Quan with her eyes, and asked interestingly: "Do you have a girlfriend?"

  Qian Quan shook his head.

   "Still a virgin?"

  Qian Quan's smiling expression remained unchanged: "Let's change the subject."

  The lady stared at Qian Quan for a few seconds and said politely, "Excuse me."

   Get up and leave.

  Qian Quan took a sip of his drink, continued to observe the men and women in the arena, and played a game of guessing identities with himself.

   Not long after, another young woman walked over with a wine glass. This girl had a pure face, exquisite facial features, appropriate makeup, and a slender figure. Her impressive waist-to-hip ratio outlined an impressive curve.

   And when she sat down slowly, that seductive arc was so clear that it made people gnash their teeth and dream about it.

   "Are you Zhang Dashuai's younger brother?" the girl asked softly.

   "Friend." Qian Quan understood Dashuai Zhang's reference in seconds.

   "He said you can read pictures, really?"

   "Know a little superficial."

   "Then show me."

   As he spoke, he extended his white and slender right hand to Qian Quan.

  Qian Quan looked at it seriously, and said: "Uh... I suggest that you don't bet with others recently, it may lose your money."

  A look of surprise flashed across the girl's eyes, and then she asked coquettishly, "Then can you let me win? I'll give you half."

  It turns out that she is betting with someone now, 5,000 yuan betting that she can win the right to money.

  Qian Quan shook his head: "I still can't do things that go against the sky and change my fate, even if I can do it, I can't do it."

   "You just dance with me."

"I can not dance."

   "I'll teach you! Besides, you can put your hands anywhere." The hint behind is already very straightforward.

  Qian Quan still shook his head and refused.

  The girl cursed "stingy" and left.

  Seeing Qian Quan rejecting the two women, Zhang Xianger walked over and asked, "How do you feel?"

"when are we leaving?"

   "In 20 minutes, go to the car."

   "Where to race?"

"race track."

   "Is the racing track open at this point?"

  “Now you want to go to the zoo to see pandas, or go to the amusement park to ride the merry-go-round, they can easily do it.

   "The real Zhonghai I'm talking about is not this venue, but this group of people."

  Qian Quan was noncommittal.

  Zhang Xianger smiled slightly, feeling as if talking to himself: "When everything is too easy to satisfy, how to put one's desires is a profound knowledge."

   "That's a good sentence," Qian Quan said.

"of course."

   After 20 minutes, someone called Zhang Xianger and Qian Quan to leave.

  Qian Quan looked at it, and there were a few more people going out together than when they came, and almost everyone brought a female companion.

   Zhang Xianger drank the drink in his hand in one gulp, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers somewhere.

  The second girl who struck up a conversation with Qian Quan came over with a swaying smile, took Zhang Xianger's arm, and gave Qian Quan a coquettish look.

  Qian Quan responded with a smile.

   After going out, Porsche 918 arranged his female companion in a big G, and he still carried the money.

  Amidst the roar of engines one after another, the new motorcade meanders into the colorful night, rushing to the next joyous field.

  Zhang Xianger was right in saying that he did see another side of Zhong Hai.

  In this city, some people rush around every day just to make a living, just like passing through;

  There are beautiful women, fragrant cars, and sensuality. They are the real owners of Shili Yangchang.

   It's just that Qian Quan thinks that they are all the real Zhong Hai.

   At about 9:00 pm, the team came to a standard racing venue without hindrance.

   "Old rules, 500,000 per lap." The owner of the Lamborghini in a green baseball uniform said loudly.

  Others gestured OK.

   "Brother Xiang, are you going to run?"

  Zhang Xianger waved his hand: "You play."

   "Where's your brother?"

  Zhang Xianger glanced at Qian Quan, deliberately smiled and asked, "Do you want to run around?"

  Qian Quan shook his head: "50 laps is okay."

  Zhang Xianger was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "If you want to run, I will definitely be responsible for winning or losing. Have you ever driven a sports car?"

   "No, but I just learned it while sitting in the car."

  Zhang Xianger & everyone: "..." You can't even count as grinding your guns before the battle.

  The owner of the Lamborghini said: "There is no problem at all. Let's set up a warm-up field and let Brother Xiang run a lap by himself. Let's guess the time and the closest one wins, how about it?"

"sure."

"no problem."

   It’s all about playing anyway, there are no fixed rules.

  The owner of the Porsche 918 gave up the driver's seat and said, "Come on, let your hands and feet go, safety first, and don't worry about the rest."

  Qian Quan did his part and sat in the driver's seat.

   "Han Li, what is your lap time record, tell me for your reference?"

   "3 minutes and 25 seconds."

   "Okay, I'll go first, 15 minutes and 30 seconds."

   "10 minutes and 25 seconds."

  Everyone casually reported the time they guessed.

   "Then I'll give it a try, 5 minutes." Zhang Xianger said.

  After everyone reported their respective guesses, a girl in a tight miniskirt stepped forward and waved a flag.

  Everyone heard the car start, and then slowly crawled forward for a certain distance.

   "Haha, at this speed, at least half an hour." Someone laughed.

   As soon as the voice fell, the car rushed out with a whoosh.

  Everyone's face changed.

   "Damn it, it's out of control!"

  Zhang Xianger had already caught up quickly, and then found that although the car was driving fast, it was also very stable, especially when turning, it was smooth and elegant.

   "Damn it! I fell for it!"

  Expert kung fu, you will know if there is any. After only reading this paragraph, everyone knows that Qian Quan is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger just now.

   "Brother Xiang, you play us."

  Zhang Xianger smiled and spread his hands, but did not tell the truth that he was also cast.

   The sound of the Porsche is getting closer.

   Soon, the silver-gray figure of the car appeared and stopped neatly in front of everyone.

   "2 minutes and 52 seconds." The girl reported the time.

  Everyone: …

  Qian Quan unfastened his seat belt, got out of the car, and said with a smile, "It's quite interesting to drive this car."

  Han Li walked up quickly, stretched out his hand and said, "Han Li."

   "Qian Quan." Qian Quan shook hands with him.

   Then a few more people surrounded the past and declared themselves home.

   There are more at night.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)