As for helping Yang Mingming revenge Zhou Yi, that was also a conjunction, because he knew very well that Song Feilong asked him to bring Yang Momo over. It was impossible for Zhou Yi and Song Feilong to not have a conflict, and it was a stone of one stone.
"Hello everyone, I'm Seung Feilong."
"You are all Qiuyang's relatives, that's my friends. All the consumption here tonight is free of charge."
"I wish you all a happy time."
Song Feilong greeted everyone very politely. Although the words meant to let everyone play their own meaning, almost no one left after the scene. Some were fascinated by the flower slut, and some knew Song Feilong's identity.
It means to make friends.
Although many people have also seen that Song Feilong is likely to be the invitation to Gong Qiuyang tomorrow, there are many benefits to knowing a person of this level, not to mention that he is familiar with him.
"Thank you very much for free, Mr. Song!"
"Such a good club, Young Master Song is very promising!"
"I just saw the driving skills, and I thought it was a professional driver who was training, but it turned out to be Young Master Song. I really didn't expect it."
"I want to play racing, too, but I don't know. If Young Master Song can teach me, then I can wake up laughing in my dreams. Can Young Master Song?"
Everyone was talking nonsense, and they were all kneeling and licking Song Feilong.
The latter smiled satisfied and said, "It's so exaggerated. Racing is just my hobby and it's not professional."
As he said that, Song Feilong took the initiative to walk towards Yang Momo in the crowd, and everyone followed him with surprise. The two of them actually met.
"School Sister Mo Mo, long time no see."
Song Feilong greeted Yang Momo. They were in the same university, and Song Feilong was going to go to several classes. At first, he first pursued Yang Momo, and then Lu Ruiming came out halfway.
The Lu family is much stronger than the Song family, so Song Feilong had to withdraw. Yesterday I heard that Lu Ruiming accidentally offended a big man and was dismissed from his post at home by the head of the Lu family and was severely punished.
Song Feilong was very happy. He thought the opportunity had come.
"Hello Senior Song, thank you for treating you today." Yang Momo said crisply, acting very naturally.
Song Feilong waved his hand and said, "These are all trivial matters. The reason why I opened this club is to contact my relationship with my friends. The most important thing is that you have fun. Which part do you want to play?"
Yang Momo looked hesitant. At this time, she definitely couldn't say it first, so that she could take the initiative.
Sure enough, when she looked at Yang Momo hesitant, as if she didn't know what to play, Song Feilong pointed to the racing lane behind her:
"Do you want to play with a car? I can teach you."
Yang Momo's eyes lit up: "Does Senior Song want to play?"
Song Feilong nodded subconsciously and said, "I have been fascinated by racing recently. I have been playing these days, so I've been getting started."
Just as he was about to invite Yang Momo into the car, the latter's words made the smile on his face instantly frozen: "Then Senior Song, go and play. I don't like racing, so I won't bother you."
Song Feilong: "…"
Mad, if you don’t play, I’ll still play with it.
However, Song Feilong quickly reacted and smiled again: "Since that's the case, I wish you a happy time."
As he said that, he turned around and looked at the others: "Who just asked me to teach her racing, now I'm just available."
Suddenly, the young men and women in the Yang family raised their hands to learn racing. Such intimate contact opportunities are hard to come by. I immediately flattered a few words and showed them well in front of Song Feilong.
It's definitely familiar.
Yang Lingling even smartly ran into the car.
Only Yang Momo and Zhou Yi left here. Seeing this, Song Feilong gave the woman in the suit a look and then got into the car.
"Yang Momo is really ungrateful. Young Master Song is willing to teach her how to race, but he doesn't appreciate it." Yang Lingling looked at Song Feilong who got into the car with his eyes glowing, and then couldn't help but complain to Yang Momo:
"It's pretending to be noble, but it's actually a green tea bitch."
Song Feilong smiled with his cell phone and said nothing.
After a while, Song Feilong continued to remain silent with his cell phone, which made Yang Lingling unable to help but mutter in his heart.
Didn’t you teach me how to race? Why are you giggling with a mobile phone? It’s not a Baidu search tutorial.
So Yang Lingling said tentatively: "Didn't Mr. Song teach me how to drive? I'm looking forward to what kind of teaching method."
Song Fei Longtou said without raising his head: "Do you have a driver's license?"
Yang Lingling didn't know how to turn her mind at this moment. She actually had a driver's license, but she wanted to be unsuccessful. Will Song Feilong teach her more carefully, so she opened her mouth and said:
"I don't have a driver's license, so I rely on Mr. Song."
Song Feilong looked at her like a fool and said, "You don't have a driver's license? Then I don't dare to teach you. If something happens, it will be bad. You can go to the driving school to take a certificate first."
Only then did Yang Lingling realize that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly changed his words: "I said it wrong, I said it wrong. Actually, I have a driver's license. I forgot about it just now when I was excited."
At this time, Song Feilong's mobile phone screen suddenly lit up, and a text message was sent over, with the content: "Ms. Yang went to the Archery Hall."
Song Feilong put away his cell phone, nodded and said, "Since you have a driver's license, what else do you want me to teach?"
"Let's play with it myself, I'll leave in advance."
After saying that, Song Feilong got out of the car and left Yang Lingling in the car, stunned. He asked him to teach something if he had a driver's license. This sounded very reasonable, but he always felt something was wrong.
Seeing Song Feilong get out of the car and walking in one direction, the young man from the Yang family, who had not yet dispersed, hurriedly followed.
Just next to the racing stadium, there was an archery hall. Yang Momo was attracted as soon as she walked out. At this moment, she was trying hard to draw a bow and shoot archery. She stood ten meters outside the target.
call out!
Only a "swoosh" sound was heard, and the light little arrow hit the target, almost at the fifth and sixth rings.
Zhou Yi clapped his hands and said, "It's not bad."
Yang Momo gave Zhou Yi a blank look and couldn't help saying, "Don't praise me, this is the tenth arrow."
"I finally got on the target once."
There were many small arrows scattered near the target ten meters away, all of which were Yang Momo's achievements just now.
"Your first time shooting archery is already very good, just entertainment, don't be too serious," said Zhou Yi.
Yang Momo seemed to remember something and suddenly asked, "Cousin, do you know how to shoot arrows? Why don't you teach me?"
Zhou Yi was stunned. To be honest, he had never played archery much, but as a master, archery was a pediatric department for him. You can do whatever you want when you shoot arrows, and you can shoot wherever you want.
"My skills are average, but I'll teach you..." Zhou Yi was about to speak when a loud voice suddenly interrupted him.
"School Sister Mo Mo, it's such a coincidence. Are you here to play in the archery hall?" Song Feilong walked over with an excited look on his face, and a group of young people from the Yang family followed behind him.
Seeing this, Yang Momo frowned and glanced at the woman in the suit next to her, as if she understood something.