Li Xiaofeng got old knight, called and asked someone to help Han Qi get a set of equipment.

The car is very new and the owner has not ridden it several times. However, it was idle for a long time. Li Xiaofeng spent some time checking the status of the bicycle, and then the two of them set off. Han Qi did not wear goggles and face towels, but the helmet was something that Li Xiaofeng had to ask to wear.

"...Downhill, press the rear brake first, then the front brake... Be sure to pay attention to the speed bump. If you don't concentrate for a long time, you will suffer... Rhythm, pay attention to the rhythm, don't compare speed with me, drive me back..."

Li Xiaofeng was really worried about Han Qi.

How can I ride this place? This is simply riding randomly. I want to ride across the Yunnan-Tibet Line?

In fact, he was thinking about what day Han Qi would choose to give up, and he didn't think Han Qi could ride to the finish line with him... Although he had such pessimistic thoughts, he had never stopped his guidance to Han Qi, and he was instructing Han Qi all the way.

Thanks to his hard work, otherwise Han Qi would not have known that his skills were so poor.

Even Han Qi himself was doubting himself. Can I drive to Lhasa with such a frustration? I was very tired after driving for only three hours. The key is that I have to ride for more than two or three hours today to rest, and there is even one month later.

But it is impossible to let Han Qi look back now.

After three hours, the car drove outside the city.

The orderly downtown city is no longer there, and tourists on the street have disappeared. Only the occasional vehicles and long, unchanging roads are seen.

If mountains and rivers are a kind of scenery, then Han Qi has seen the scenery for an hour. If sunshine is a kind of torture, then Han Qi has been tortured for three hours.

I'm so miserable. I've suffered so much damage before I came here. Are you just asking me to go back like that?

Impossible, do you want your face?

If he is five years older than he is now, he will be twenty-five years old. If he has been driving here after working at the age of twenty-five for a few years and knows how difficult it is to ride, he may give up his irrelevant thoughts and take a bus back to Lijiang.

But he is only twenty-one years old, less than yet.

The young spirit supports his strength, and it is far from his limit. It's just a little hard work...

I must ride to Lhasa!

With this idea, Han Qi began to grit his teeth and kick again!

"Hey! I'm asking you to pay attention to the rhythm!"... Li Xiaochuan shouted loudly.

He didn't want to speak like this. He was almost thirty years old and was no longer young. He had to pay attention to his physical strength. It was very laborious to speak loudly when exercising. But he had to shout, and he would probably not be able to ride the next town as rushing like Han Qi.

Han Qi calmed down honestly.

"oh."

After riding for a while, Li Xiaofeng, who was riding in front, stopped, and Han Qi also pressed the brakes to stop beside him.

There is a situation ahead.

In fact, Han Qi was mentally prepared a minute ago because the road was already traffic jams, and it was normal to get traffic jams in the city, but traffic jams on this provincial highway are abnormal, or there is no special situation like this kind of wild road will not get traffic jams.

"What's wrong?" Han Qi asked.

The road ahead was stopped by several uniformed people, as if they were undergoing some inspection. Han Qi thought... Is this catching a suspect?

Li Xiaofeng got out of the car and turned his head, saying, "There must be something wrong before. These people are checking their ID cards. The locals can pass by here. Let's go, let's change the road... Gannini, why did she pick today, it's so unlucky."

Han Qi saw a familiar figure and said to Li Xiaofeng: "Wait..."

The person in front... seems to be Zhang Shuhao?

It was the person who bumped into Han Qi with the "door panel" at the airport, but later I found out that he was also a cyclist. When I was on the road today, Han Qi was wondering if he would meet him in Lhasa, but he was not sure.

How could a city, so big and so many people, just meet someone casually?

But fate is so inexplicable.

I met it here before I arrived in Lhasa.

Zhang Shuhao was arguing with the person blocking the road, but others were obviously impatient and pushed him and said, "If you make a fuss, I will catch you! You are so stupid, you will be cheated if you are cheated. How dare you take out a fake ID card?"

Han Qi shouted: "Zhang Shuhao?"

It was indeed him.

Han Qi stopped the car and pulled Zhang Shuhao back first, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I want to pass here, but they said I..."

He held the ID card in his right hand and kneaded it with his fingers. After noticing Han Qi's gaze, he quickly hid his hand behind his back, his eyes flashing a little... "I'm fine, why are you here too? Are you not traveling in Lijiang?"

"I think it's good to go to Lhasa, so I rode my bike with a brother I just met."

Li Xiaochuan also rode over and asked, "Do you know me? Where are you from brothers?"

“…Fu, Fuzhou.”

Li Xiaochuan: “…”

"Who are you lying to? Wanwan came?"

He greeted Han Qi, then dropped the car and said, "Let's go." He said to Zhang Shuhao again, "This road is not working, don't waste it here, change the road."

As a young follower, Han Qi certainly had no right to speak, so he followed him, but he was afraid that Zhang Shuhao would not understand Li Xiaochuan's Mandarin, so he said it again in Mandarin: "This road cannot be done, so change the road."

There were only the sound of pedaling and breathing left on the road.

But this time there were no two people, and Zhang Shuhao followed them from afar.

After following so close, Han Qi and Li Xiaochuan of course discovered it.

Han Qi was naturally happy. He thought it was more interesting to ride more people, but Li Xiaochuan felt it was troublesome. He was not as optimistic as Han Qi. He could see that this brother was also a novice. He was newer than Han Qi. At least Han Qi was more stable when riding, and people named Zhang Shuhao were all erratic on the road. What does this mean?

What's going on now? I don't know anything and want to ride the Yunnan-Tibet Line to Lhasa?

"Where did you know your friend?" he asked.

Han Qi speeded up the train and caught up with him and replied: "It was at the airport. I helped him when I saw that he couldn't move the car. He was a very honest person."

"Honestly? I can't tell. I heard him and the staff just now, and it seems that I even got a fake certificate."

"I may not understand it very much when I first came to the mainland."

"hehe."

The scenery is getting better and better.

The mountains are towering, green trees and yellow flowers.

Some trees in the distance even bear yellow leaves, and then the green leaves and yellow leaves are mixed together, with clear layers, and there is a reservoir at the foot of the mountain. This reservoir is very large and looks like a lake.

Li Xiaofeng signaled the waterside.

"Let's go over and take a break and eat something."
Chapter completed!