Dancing Youth: Evil and Rebellious Girl

Chapter 992 There is no good fruit to eat tonight
The young man blushed and retorted: "I can take them to get the car."

At the same time, a call sounded in the distance, and the roar of the engine belonging to the locomotive gradually approached.

The last round of competition ended, and the participating drivers came back one after another.

The young man suddenly got anxious, his legs ran on the spot, and his face was full of apology: "Oh no, it doesn't seem to work... I, I won't tell you, I'll go to see the results..."

Too anxious to speak, he didn't bother to say much, Yang Yang's betting roll, which was the details of everyone's bets.

The results came out, and those who won the game asked him to collect the money, while those who lost the game confiscated the money.

This time is his busiest time, and there is a gap for gossip.

Even if there is a car that can be lent to them, there is no golden time to go back and get the car.

It seems that they are destined to have no good fruit tonight.

Seeing the figure of the young man disappearing into the crowd, Ye Ziye was not too disappointed, and reached out to take his arm.

"Let's go watch the game, too."

"Yes." Zuo Zhe nodded in agreement.

If you are in China, within the sphere of influence of Baihutang, let alone a locomotive.

A hundred, a thousand, he can make them appear instantly.

It's a pity that I'm in another country....

Of course, Baihutang has its headquarters in the United States, so he can ask them to send it over.

It's a pity that the headquarters is in Manhattan, not in Los Angeles. By the time someone delivers it, I'm afraid that tonight's party will be over.

There is another way, which is to ask Simon to get two locomotives for them as soon as possible.

It's just that it's all too much work.

Their study tour in the United States relied on their own hands and self-reliance.

A group of people surrounded the front, a black mass.

Squeezing into the crowd, I saw locomotives driving into the middle of the wide road one after another.

The colors are bright and dazzling, and the colorful lights illuminate the surroundings brightly and dazzlingly.

Young boys and girls, dressed in trendy clothes, red men and dolls, each showing their best sides.

Ye Ziye was in high spirits, looking here and there, enjoying herself.

The American-style racing car, the sense of familiarity, the long-lost passion and heat wave swept through her every nerve.

Zuo Zhe is not like her, he still has a cold and profound look on his face.

Let her drag him in and out, studying other people's locomotive models and modified parts.

He gasped in amazement: "That's right, this one is well modified, and that one is also super good."

(End of this chapter)