Chapter 98 To Maintain the Party (1)

Yang Jiajia!

"Do you have a racing club at school?" Wei Sheng suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Shao Bingran.

As mentioned earlier, Wei Sheng likes racing cars entirely because of Shao Bingran.

Shao Bingran loved racing cars when he was in junior high school.

Of course, students can't afford to buy or see real racing cars. She just saw Shao Bingran flipping through racing magazines every day, buying countless racing car models and even buying many cartoon discs about racing cars.

The city No. 1 Middle School is characterized by educational scientific research, and has been forming a consortium with the Institute of Educational Sciences of Beijing Normal University.

Shao Bingran is a very famous figure in No. 1 Middle School. Unlike Cui Xian, who was transferred later, his family background was known to the students as early as when he entered the school. In addition, his excellent grades and outstanding appearance are very low-key. Disaster.

Therefore, Shao Bingran set up a racing fan club in the school as a matter of course, members shared DVD magazines, and I heard that they also held regular events.

Yang Jiajia is a member of the club. Of course, like most girls who can enter the club, she is there for the handsome guys.

Wei Sheng had a low self-esteem and yearning at the same time, and she also brazenly applied for Shao Bingran's club, but because she didn't know anything about racing, she was eliminated even before entering the pediatrics interview.

But because of this, I also met Yang Jiajia, who has a straightforward personality.

During middle school, the two didn't get very close because they were not friends in the same class, especially since her grades have always been in the upper middle and upper reaches of No.

Later, it was because Yang Jiajia's father's hotel closed down and faced bankruptcy, which led to her academic decline and failure in the high school entrance examination. She was admitted to a third-rate high school in Chaonan City together with herself, and then they agreed to be admitted to the same university.

It's a bit ridiculous to think about it now. With Cui Xian's family background and grades, how could he have been admitted to a high school and university with him? And she never thought about this issue, or never dared to think about it?

Looking up at Shao Bingran in front of him again, Wei Sheng remembered that he liked racing cars, but he stubbornly started to study after the unsuccessful application to enter Shao Bingran's club.

Moreover, there is no saying that people always imitate the people they like unconsciously. What Wei Sheng didn't expect was that he turned his imitation preferences into his own livelihood.

Turning to look at Yang Jiajia, who was having fun with her classmates at the other end of the swimming pool.

Wei Sheng remembered Yang Jiajia who was still helping her take care of her mother in that world...

She even forgot about her busyness.

It's no wonder that Yang Jiajia's second and second classes are on the second floor of the teaching building, while Wei Sheng's fifth class is on the third floor. In addition, she spends most of her after-class time studying difficulty papers and various question types in the classroom. After school, I usually go straight to the factory and never meet her at all.

More importantly, when he arrived in Chaonan City, Wei Sheng has been preparing for the development of mobile phones and preparing for the sharp drop in plastic prices to solve the doom that his father will face. I forgot that there was another Yang Jiajia by my side.

"Do you want to join?"

"Huh?" Wei Sheng, who saw Yang Jiajia in a trance, didn't react when she heard the words.

"Are you going to join the racing club?" Shao Bingran asked again with a smile.

Wei Sheng was startled, then smiled, "Can I do it?"

Shao Bingran smiled embarrassedly, "It's just that everyone gets together to talk about racing, and occasionally get together for a meal, so you're not afraid of being bored."

Although Shao Bingran thinks so, but because the club has a relatively trendy name and Shao Bingran is in charge, many students, especially girls, want to join in, so those students who are reviewed by the club are not as easy as him, on the contrary The nature of some fake Huwei stores to bully customers has raised the threshold by setting up a fairly formal interview process.

Wei Sheng smiled and nodded, "I haven't reported to the club anyway, thank you for the Bawang Temple." After speaking, he shook the soda in his hand and walked towards the other end of the pool.

Shao Bingran asked with a smile, "Then I turned around and reported you in?"

"it is good."

This scene was seen by many classmates, and they felt it was very strange. When did this Wei Sheng, who was completely popular in the school celebration, even talk to her in the third year of junior high school Shao Bingran?

Because it is the time for students to change clothes, and there is no formal class yet, they are all scattered and playing. Students like Wei Sheng, who should have never swam before, were playing in the water on the shore, and some students from good families who were regular visitors to the swimming pool tried their best to display their specialties and won the envy of their classmates.

Yang Jiajia was sitting on the bank chatting and laughing with a few other girls. She was wearing an aqua blue one-piece swimsuit with her swimming goggles hanging in front of her. A beautiful lady.

At this moment, a girl with a figure about the same size as Wei Sheng came to Yang Jiajia. She had two horns braided and sat beside Yang Jiajia quite proudly, and said to everyone, "Have you heard? My uncle told me yesterday that the school will open an elite management class, and every Saturday is dedicated to giving management classes to children with businesses at home."

Yang Jiajia widened her eyes with interest, "Really? That's great. I want to make a hotel with my dad in the future, so I can learn management at school first."

The skinny girl shrugged and sneered, "I heard that they all have to be big companies. Although your father's hotel is not bad facing the south, it may not even reach the threshold of the elite class."

Yang Jiajia didn't seem to care about the contempt in her tone, and smiled as usual, "I'll apply to the teacher first, in case I can get in."

The skinny girl shrugged and didn't answer.

At this moment, a figure suddenly sat down beside Yang Jiajia, "You can apply, but it doesn't matter if you don't apply, in fact, the main purpose of the school is to attract some entrepreneurs' children to raise funds in the future, and I can't learn too much. thing."

Hearing this languid voice, Yang Jiajia turned her head and smiled in surprise, "Are you Wei Sheng?"

Wei Sheng looked at her and smiled, "You know me?"

"Pfft! Who doesn't know you now, Wei Sheng, who sang to the boys in the school. Just kidding, hello! My name is Yang Jiajia!" She reached out to Wei Sheng.

Wei Sheng also stretched out a small hand with a warm smile on his face. Seeing Yang Jiajia again, I really have a long-lost intimacy.

This friendship penetrated time and spanned more than ten years of space, making Wei Sheng hold her hand again.

The skinny girl sneered coldly, "Can't learn anything too real? Don't be funny, I think you can talk about it if you can go in, don't eat grapes and think grapes are sour."