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Chapter 13 Gift

 Exciting

It’s really exciting to drive fast and experience the “36D” level wind.

What's a pity is that as a beginner, Fang Yifan can only play around by himself, and is not even qualified to compete with Ji Yangyang.

I can only practice here with Lei'er.

After taking a sip of the refreshing Sprite, Fang Yifan burped loudly, relaxed his limbs, and collapsed on the sofa.

"No wonder you always come here, it's so cool!"

"What else? It can't be because I'm handsome in the clothes here, right?" Ji Yangyang took a sip of the energy drink in his hand and said with disdain.

"It's not impossible. From the first day of school, I've seen that you are a slut." Fang Yifan is the only one with a tough mouth.

"The bright red sports car paired with a handsome racing suit almost equals my handsomeness."

Looking at Fang Yifan who said such shameless words naturally, Ji Yangyang gave him a look of contempt.

I don't want to talk to him.

"Yang Yang, this is the first time I see you bringing your classmates here to play!" Liu Zheng asked in surprise.

"Hello, uncle! I am Fang Yifan, a classmate of Ji Yangyang.

"Hello, uncle."

"Uncle, this is Lin Lei'er, Fang Yifan's cousin, and the number one in our grade."

"Awesome!" Liu Zheng nodded towards Lin Lei'er.

"I'm just here to say hello to you, Yang Yang, greet your classmates." After saying that, Liu Zheng turned around and left.

"Here, this is for you two." Ji Yangyang handed the two people what his uncle had just given him.

"What is this?"

"Member card, you can get discounts here."

"Thank you uncle for us!"

"Cousin, I don't want this. I don't come here often."

"Lei'er, it's okay, just take it, it's not worth anything." Is this still the Ji Yangyang we know? Because this is a racing track, is it his home court?

Fang Yifan looked curiously at Ji Yangyang, who was particularly enthusiastic compared to the past.

"Lei'er, take it."

"Remember to thank uncle for us."

"Ok"

Fang Yifan suddenly remembered that he had something serious to ask:

"Yang Yang, I have something else to ask you."

"What's the matter? Just tell me."

"Where did you take the test for your driver's license? Is it easy to take the test?"

"It's pretty easy for me to take the exam. It's in the driving school my uncle works with."

"Has anyone ever told you that you are easily beaten for your words?" Are these human words? I am your brother!

"No."

"You want to take the exam too?"

"Hmm." Fang Yifan looked at Ji Yangyang in a dogged manner.

"Where's Lei'er?"

"Lei'er is not yet an adult."

"When are you going to take the exam?"

"Let's take the exam during the winter vacation, so that we can go on a self-driving trip after the college entrance examination. How about it?" Fang Yifan's suggestion was no wonder he was looking forward to it.

"You can consider it."

"I'll tell my uncle then, and you can just come over during the winter vacation."

"Thank you."

……

Time: The afternoon of the next day

Location: Fang Yifan’s home in the “suburbs” of Beijing

"Fang Yifan, Lei'er, Fangyuan, you three, move faster!" Tong Wenjie's roar echoed in the room.

It's strange but something that is common to mothers all over the world is that although they themselves are always the most complicated, they always urge these men who just need to wash their faces to go out.

"Son, have you prepared the gift your mother and I prepared for Yingzi?"

"Don't worry, Dad, don't you worry about what I'm doing? I've prepared it early in the morning." Fang Yifan patted the schoolbag he was carrying specially.

Lin Lei'er on the side was a little strange. Didn't my cousin and I just go to the bookstore yesterday?

Did my cousin buy it online? I don’t remember looking for express delivery so many times.

When going up the stairs, Fangyuan lifted the schoolbag behind Fang Yifan.

"Hey, your schoolbag is quite heavy. It's all a gift for Yingzi?"

"Isn't it? This is all from my heart."

"Fang Yifan, what have you prepared? Don't give me any trouble." Tong Wenjie asked a little worried, after all, her son knew it himself.

Eight words: The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change.

"Happy birthday, Yingzi." The four people said it separately. The content is different, but the meaning is the same. Otherwise, some people would say that I am too short of words.

"Thank you, thank you Aunt Tong, Uncle Fang, thank Lei'er and Fang Yifan." Yingzi was still very happy to see so many people coming.

Fang Yifan only hopes that the shelf life of this happiness can be a little longer.

"Yingzi, this is the gift I prepared for you."

With that said, Lei'er handed Yingzi the "The Martian" he bought yesterday.

"Look at you guys, it's fine when people come. Why don't you bring any gifts?" Song Qian said politely from the side.

"Isn't Lao Qiao here?"

"Why is he here? He can just give Yingzi a gift later." Song Qian didn't like to see Qiao Weidong at all.

"Fang Yifan, where's yours? If I'm not satisfied, you're dead!" Yingzi said fiercely to Fang Yifan, as she had specifically reminded him yesterday.

If only... hum.

"Here! Are you satisfied with this gift package?" Fang Yifan took out a box from his schoolbag and handed it over.

"What? Makes you so confident." Yingzi couldn't wait to open the box.

"That's it?" Yingzi looked at the alarm clock in her hand, feeling a little disappointed.

Although the material of this alarm clock looks unusual, it looks pretty good.

But it’s still an alarm clock after all!

Fang Yifan! Wait to die!

"This is not an ordinary alarm clock!" Fang Yifan shook his right index finger, making everyone's eyes focus on him.

"This alarm clock is made of materials from the return capsule of the Shenzhou*, and it is customized."

"There's a surprise!" Fang Yifan said this quietly to Qiao Yingzi.

Hearing what Fang Yifan said, Yingzi couldn't put it down and played with the alarm clock in her hand.

"Wow! Thank you, Fang Yifan, I'm very satisfied."

"Okay, son." Fangyuan and the others were a little surprised by Fang Yifan's imagination and intention.

"And this is a gift prepared by my parents for you." Finally, Fang Yifan handed the entire schoolbag to Yingzi.

When Yingzi picked it up with one hand, she almost missed it and used both hands to put the schoolbag on the table.

"What is this? Why is it so heavy?" Yingzi looked forward to it. Today's surprises are one after another.

Until Yingzi took out the complete set of Wu San from her schoolbag, including the required questions for the college entrance examination, all the real questions, the Foundation Strengthening Plan, the Question Dog, and the Hengshui real questions.

A table full of books.

Yingzi's eyes ranged from stunned, unhappy, disappointed, desperate, and numb.

Song Qian on the side was happy, joyful, excited, and laughing.

Fangyuan and Tong Wenjie were relieved, dull, and guilty, and wished they could beat Fang Yifan to death.

"Heh...heh...thank you, uncle and aunt, I am very satisfied with your gifts." Unsatisfactory tears of excitement came from Yingzi's eyes.

This is the cleverness of Fang Yifan. It is given by the elders, so I dare not refuse it.

Didn’t Yingzi cry with joy?

Yingzi: Are you happy?


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