Rebirth of the tea art man

"Sabbie, right?"

"Well, you pretty Song Bailian, you can actually swear and swear!"

"What's wrong with him? Was he at fault?"

"He just wants to drink a bottle of Coke, why are you calling him Shabby?"

At some point, Yan Qin sat opposite Song Yi.

Also brought a bottle of Coke.

Husband and wife follow suit and belong!

"Song Bailian?"

"Isn't her name Song Yi?"

Fatty Zhou raised his head, his face full of doubts.

"Look at your brainless little white essay!"

Song Yi's face was cold, the chill was overwhelming.

"Development is the emergence of new things and the destruction of old things, and it is an irresistible and inevitable trend."

"In my opinion, online novels represent the development direction of novels, conform to the development law of novels, and can adapt to current and especially future development conditions, so they have strong vitality and broad development prospects."

Lin Cheng interjected and talked about Ma Zhe's theory.

"No, it's nothing, I'm reviewing my homework!"

However, two sharp gazes made him shut up in an instant.

"Coke contains phosphoric acid and carbonic acid, which will corrode tooth enamel. What if he loses his teeth in the future?"

"Are you feeding him?"

Song Yi stared at her and asked angrily.

"If he loses his teeth, I'll chew it up and feed him!"

Yan Qin spoke in a natural tone and said things that were out of line.

Not so!Not so!

Lin Cheng complained silently in his heart.

"The phosphoric acid in cola can increase the risk of fracture and affect calcium absorption, and caffeine also has the effect of decalcification."

"He broke a bone in the future and was paralyzed in bed. What should I do if he can't take care of himself?"

Song Yiqiao's face flushed, and she began to push her head up.

"If he's paralyzed, I'll shit and pee and drag him to death."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Qin seemed to realize something was wrong, and changed his words again, "Turn him into ashes!"

hiss--

A chill rushed from the soles of Lin Cheng's feet to the sky.

Really not!

"Cola……"

"Cola……"

Song Yi blushed, stammered, and couldn't think of words for a long time.

"Hee hee hee, no move?"

Yan Qin rested his chin on his hands and looked at the other side proudly.

"Coke will make you fat!"

"Coke is full of sugar, and it's fructose, which is absorbed very quickly."

"A bottle of Coke every day will make you fat sooner or later, and your teeth will turn black!"

Song Yi held back for a while, and finally came up with new words.

"Oh, then I won't drink anymore!"

Yan Qin's face changed instantly, and he pushed the Coke bottle away, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Humph!"

Song Yi raised his neck slightly, proudly like a little swan.

"Isn't he just a scumbag, what's there to argue about?"

"I really don't know what those two women are arguing about!"

Not far away, there was a table of girls with disgusted eyes.

"Yes, yes!"

"A scumbag like Lin Cheng, no matter how handsome he is, how good he sings, how good his grades are, and how rich his family is, I can't even look down on him."

The girl next to her nodded approvingly.

"That's right, look at our Sijia, she is the victim."

"Those two girls, sooner or later they cried and said they regretted it!"

The short-haired girl also joined in, and even pulled Feng Sijia next to her.

"But, but..."

Feng Sijia hesitated to speak.

"But what?"

"He's a complete scumbag."

"I'll be single all my life, lonely all my life, and I won't fall in love with that kind of man!"

The long-haired girl at the very beginning spoke righteously and decisively.

"Yes, yes!"

The two girls next to her nodded.

"But, your lyrics are missing."

Feng Sijia pointed to the ground and dropped several sheets of colorful letter paper.

With lovely patterns and heart-warming fragrance, a long paragraph of lyrics is transcribed in very neat handwriting.

Some are "Dream Chasing Innocent Heart", and some are "Displaced Time and Space".

There is also a lyrics, below which is written a line of small words - "Lin Cheng, I really like you! For you, I will work hard for a hundred days and lose weight!"

In an instant, the atmosphere was silent.

Embarrassment was written on every girl's face.

……

"Day by day, we will grow up slowly."

"I don't care if you understand or not, what am I singing oh oh!"

After evening self-study and school, Lin Cheng hummed a song, took Yan Qin's little hand, and walked in the deserted alley.

Time flies, years pass.

It's time for the winter vacation again.

After the winter vacation, it will be the end of February.

After more than three months, it will be the college entrance examination in early June.

And then...

The sea and the sky, the magnificent mountains and rivers.

Whether it is a three-month summer vacation, a limited edition with no homework, or a four-year college life.

Tsk tsk, the future looks promising!

"What do your parents like?"

Yan Qin raised his head and asked curiously.

"My dad loves Mercedes."

"My mother, I like..."

Lin Cheng thought, and the picture of Song Yi appeared in his mind.

Sitting at the dining table in his house, the old mother opposite smiled from ear to ear.

"What do you like?"

"Say it quickly!"

Yan Qin shook his arm and urged.

"Ahem, why are you asking this?"

Lin Cheng quickly changed the subject.

"Happy New Year!"

"It will be the Chinese New Year in a few days, so I can't go to your house to pay New Year's greetings?"

Yan Qin's serious expression was serious.

"Hi, New Year's greetings..."

Lin Cheng had the illusion that his brain was down, and he couldn't turn around.

"Damn it, stand up and run!"

"The commander must be at least E-class."

Suddenly, Lin Cheng's gaze was deeply attracted by the Mercedes-Benz in front of him.

A man's romance with machinery is engraved in his bones.

A v8 supercar and a 170 supermodel appeared in front of them at the same time.

Lin Cheng will not hesitate to choose a supercar!

How can the supermodel sound of 170 be compared to the V8 engine of a supercar!

"That is?"

Yan Qin froze in place, not even catching up with Lin Cheng.

"Lie—groove—"

Lin Cheng walked up to him and couldn't help but let out a sound of exclamation.

"S600!"

"This is the top configuration of the Mercedes-Benz S-Class, the ceiling, the best of the best!"

"Isn't this a 5.5-liter V12 engine?"

"This zero acceleration, this power, this torque, Ferrari has to call it..."

The windows of the Mercedes-Benz slowly lowered.

A kind middle-aged man appeared in front of him with a smile.

"father?"

Lin Cheng smiled awkwardly.

It's past nine o'clock in the evening, why is there still someone in the car?

"Dad, why are you here?"

Yan Qin curled his lips and asked angrily.

"dad?"

Lin Cheng looked at Yan Qin's expression, and then at the middle-aged man in the car.

Senseless!

"You should call me uncle, or uncle."

"I don't remember having a son like you."

The door opened and the middle-aged man got out of the car.

He was wearing a three-piece suit and a long black trench coat hanging on his arm, with the classic Burberry plaid on the collar.

"Let's get to know each other again, I am Yan Qin's father."

"Yan Jun!"