Chapter 212: What gift to give?

Feng Can pretended to be advanced, with a hand against his lips, and a faint cough: "Occasionally pay attention."

"Listen to what you mean, you support Heshen?"

Feng Can’s expression is slightly serious: “It’s not unfounded to support him. First, he participated in a national competition for the first time in that competition, but he did not have the panic of novices at all. Cheng's performance was very calm and natural. Even veterans may not be able to sit. Like him, secondly, Cang Zeyue has a rich racing background and a little bit of fame. He is a hardworking racer, and Heshen’s racing history is very short. Fuming is a blockbuster, and he can become famous. This is a talent type. Since ancient times, diligence has not been talented. Just accept your fate."

Everyone nodded slowly.

You Yang: "But ah, I have never understood why Heshen kept showing his face, I'm so curious about what he looks like!"

"It's because of disfigurement, and the organizer specifically allows it to be faceless." Feng Canyou said quietly.

Everyone nodded again: "Understood."

Then, You Yang: "Then, Brother Chan, do you have a ticket?"

Feng Can raised his eyebrows, pulled out the chair and sat down, and said, "If you want to see it, sign up for me and I will get it for you."

"Ooo! Thank you Chan Brother!"

"Brother Chan, you don't know, my dream in this life is to go to the scene to watch a heroic match! This time the blessing of Tocan has come true, thank you Chan!

All kinds of flattery continued to blow on Feng Can, and he accepted them all.

After a few minutes, a group of people finally dispersed, and the classroom was a little quieter.

Feng Can turned his head, "Sister-in-law... Uh, miraculous, do you want to see it?"

Qian Miao gave him a look: "No."

"Oh, yes, you took the exam in the morning, but the game is in the afternoon, so you can go there. Would you like to think about it?"

"Remember me." Lu Wanyu had just entered from outside, apparently hearing the news, and threw a word to Feng Can as soon as he entered.

She puts her coat on her shoulders, her short hair is slightly wet, and her cheeks are flushed, as if she had just finished exercising.

Feng Can raised his eyebrows: "Are you interested in racing too?"

Lu Wanyu came and sat down next to Qian Mian, and said, "Go to the scene to cheer for him, send flowers, or something, will he just agree and help me with the lawsuit?"

Cang Zeyue now only promised not to go deep into her car crashing, but he did not promise to help her in a lawsuit.

According to Tang Qianfan, as a lawyer, Cang Ze is the key to winning this lawsuit.

That's why Lu Wanyu is so solemn.

Qian Mian objectively said: "His fans are tens of thousands, and you are not the only one who sends flowers. It is useless to do so."

Lu Wanyu frowned. She, who had always had no patience, was worried.

This kind of thing can't be solved with fists.

She rubbed her short hair irritably, and cursed: "Really, why did it happen to be his car? Or... I don't send flowers, give me something interesting?"

"What?" Qian Miao glanced at her.

Lu Wanyu looked sad: "I haven't thought yet... I'm not good at pleasing people... Ah shift!"

The teacher came in and started the class.

When Lu Wanyu returned to his position, everyone stopped talking.

In a blink of an eye, school soon arrived at noon.

Qian Mian accompanied Lu Wanyu to the bathroom and left the classroom one minute early.

After the bell rang, the classmates also left.

Feng Can packed up his things and walked farther back.

Suddenly, his clothes were torn, and he looked back and saw Shi Chengan.

"Acan, admission tickets, save two for me and Chuchu."

Feng Can smiled: "Your sister doesn't like racing, do you like it?"

"Yeah." He didn't deny it, still looking at the test paper.