Cheng Xiaoyu drove a Maserati home, and Aunt Zhou wanted to see how sharp this car, which is limited to 21 units in the world, was. So as soon as Cheng Xiaoyu started the Maserati, the taillights of the Revington could no longer be seen. This speed machine was in Aunt Zhou's eyes.

In his hands is a wild horse running wild.

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the gray figure going away, and drove the Maserati back slowly. As soon as he got on the elevated road, he received a call from Wang Ou, saying that he had finished all the registrations, and the bedding in the dormitory was also sorted. He asked Cheng Xiaoyu, "Guilty Crown"

"The audio source recording has been completed.

Cheng Xiaoyu said that GG would be sent to him later, and Wang Ou asked Cheng Xiaoyu if he wanted to go to Fudan to see Xia Shamo and Chen Haoran. Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the watch and it was only half past ten, and wanted to go to Fudan to treat the members of Guilty Crown to lunch.

I'll sign up in the afternoon.

So the two made an appointment to meet at Fudan University. Cheng Xiaoyu dialed Xia Shamo's phone. It rang for a long time before she answered. Cheng Xiaoyu heard Xia Shamo say in a very small voice, "Hello."

Cheng Xiaoyu held the mobile phone in one hand and the steering wheel in the other and looked at the crowded traffic ahead. "Summer, Da Zhuang and I will go to Fudan to meet you and Haoran later. Let's have a meal together."

"I don't know if I have time uh..."

"Shamo? Where have you been?" Cheng Xiaoyu felt as if he didn't hear Xia Shamo's mother's voice on the phone, but as if she was watching him from a distance, and felt nervous for some reason.

"Hey! Here we come." After a reply from a slightly distant voice, Xia Shamo whispered, "Xiaoyu, I won't tell you anymore. Contact me when you guys arrive." After saying this, Xia Shamo hurriedly said

Hang up the phone

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't think much about it, thinking that Xia Shamo's mother still didn't allow her to play in the band. She didn't know that she had been put on the key monitoring list by Ms. Xia Lan.

When Cheng Xiaoyu drove home, Aunt Zhou had already left Revington in the garage and drove the Ferrari to school. Cheng Xiaoyu went back to the room to get the admission notice, packed a few clothes, and carried Aunt Zhou to prepare them for him.

He picked up the bedding and walked downstairs. He didn't need to bring too many things, thinking that he would go directly to the school to register after dinner. This was the convenience of going to school locally. He could just come back and get whatever he needed at any time.

Qiao Sansi originally wanted to take Cheng Xiaoyu to school with a servant to help him make his bed and clean the room. Cheng Xiaoyu, who had a black hair, refused without hesitation. He just wanted to spend four years of college life quietly. Since he was injured

After receiving Su Yuxi's teachings, he is now able to examine himself three times a day without being pretentious, pretentious or pretentious.

Qiao Sansi looked at Cheng Xiaoyu with regret on his face as he drove out of the villa in his newly bought Reventon, which had not yet been registered. He felt that the little master was good at everything, but he just didn't know how to enjoy life.

It has always been okay for Cheng Xiaoyu to drive a Ferrari. After all, the F430 is only a three- to four-million-dollar car. Although it is not everywhere on the street, it is not unusual. But Reventon is different. It is exaggerated and domineering and full of technology.

The lines, and the low growl that is always ready to take off, are hard not to notice.

Cheng Xiaoyu could feel the envious glances from all around him while sitting in the car. Many people who knew cars even took out their mobile phones to take pictures. This made Cheng Xiaoyu feel a little unnaturally uncomfortable. The only thing that made him feel more comfortable was that basically all cars

They were all far away from him, and I was quite afraid of accidentally bumping into his car.

He didn't drive the Reventon to Fudan just to show off. Men always have an indescribable obsession and love for machinery. Because he liked this pure speed machine so much, he couldn't help but drive it.

After the traffic jam along the way, Cheng Xiaoyu obviously underestimated the grand occasion of the opening of Fudan University. The school gate was crowded with cars queuing up to enter the school. Cheng Xiaoyu had no choice but to follow a BMW and line up to enter the school.

The sun in SH in September is still fierce. There is not only traffic but also dense crowds of people in front of the school. Just when Cheng Xiaoyu sent a text message asking where Chen Haoran and Wang Ou were, the familiar roar of a sports car engine rang in his ears.

The yellow Porsche 911 obviously didn't want to queue up. It drove straight through the crowd and towards the school gate, as if it wanted to jump in line and enter the school.

But when we walked a little ahead, there was really no gap between the cars, and for a while the Porsche didn't find any chance to jump in line.

It wasn't until Cheng Xiaoyu was approaching the door, a little slow because he was replying to a text message, that the yellow Porsche found the opportunity to squeeze in half the car.

Cheng Xiaoyu was naturally not polite to people like this who cut in line. He turned the steering wheel to the right and drove straight forward, passing half of the cars. Then he drove a little ahead of the Porsche and honked the horn to signal the Porsche not to cut in line.

When the two cars were almost parallel, Cheng Xiaoyu turned to the left and saw the person in the passenger seat. It was none other than Liu Huaming, the lead singer of Listen to the Wind Sing. Cheng Xiaoyu thought that the world is really small, and he didn't expect that he hadn't been to Fudan for so long.

, I met an “acquaintance” on the first day.

Liu Huaming obviously recognized the fat man who had embarrassed her at first. She looked at Cheng Xiaoyu in surprise, but more at his car.

Cheng Xiaoyu naturally had no intention of saying hello to her. He waited for the BMW in front to enter the school gate, stepped on the accelerator lightly, and entered Fudan University. The Porsche had a chance to overtake the car at this time, but it stayed aside.

Liu Huaming didn't have a deep understanding of cars. She only knew that this was a Lamborghini and didn't understand what Reventon meant. However, she understood the character of the rich second generation next to her. She always acted a bit arrogantly and liked to curse when things didn't go her way.

Yes, today the Lamborghini next to him challenged him, but he gave in and didn't say a word. He just looked away and didn't look.

Liu Huaming couldn't help but curiously asked, "Mr. Dong, do you know this person? Why do you feel that you are a little taboo?"

The young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks named Mr. Dong took off the sunglasses on his face and placed them on the armrest. He looked at the taillights of Reventon and said with a little envy, "I don't know this car, but I know it. It's a global limited edition."

21 cars, nearly 20 million yuan each, and there are no more than three cars in China, and you may not be able to buy one if you have the money. I wonder which driver bought it and drove it to pick up girls."

Liu Huaming pretended to be surprised and said calmly, "So expensive? This is really not a toy that ordinary people can afford." When looking at the technologically-rich taillights, Liu Huaming's eyes still had a hint of eagerness, but there was no trace of enthusiasm in her eyes.

I thought that that little fat guy was not only talented but also so rich.

The young man named Mr. Dong looked at the way Liu Huaming stared at Reventon, and thought to himself that he must at least buy a Ferrari by the end of this year. He also felt sorry for the designer bag he gave Liu Huaming. He thought of pursuing this series.

It took more than three months, more than 100,000 yuan was spent, and I still didn't even get a hand. No matter what, I must force her to give an answer today.

Chen Haoran was admitted to the Economics Department of the School of Economics, one of the best departments in Fudan. Xia Shamo was admitted to the Journalism Management Department, which is also a very good major. In addition to Huaxia Communication University, Huaxia Journalism major

Ranked second is the Department of News Management at Fudan University.

Cheng Xiaoyu drove slowly and didn't know which direction to go, so Wang Ou sent a text message saying to wait for him at the gate of Fudan University School of Journalism. Cheng Xiaoyu was not very familiar with Fudan University, so he could only open the window and ask for directions. Waiting for him all the way in Fudan University

When he found the School of Journalism under the watchful eyes of the students, Xia Shamo and the others were already waiting for him at the door.

Cheng Xiaoyu saw many boys and girls surrounding Xia Shamo asking for autographs and photos. On the first day she entered the school, she was recognized by the sharp-eyed seniors, so the entire journalism school became excited about this new junior girl.

Although there are many students who don't know Guilty Crown, if you open Qiandu and search for her name or Guilty Crown, you will see all kinds of photos of her. There are cheongsam and double ponytails, dark and smoky school clothes, and gothic lolita.

Every outfit is stunning. As soon as I saw her performance video, I became a fan immediately.

Since it was the peak time for eating out, Xia Shamo and the others stood in the middle of the crowd again, and did not notice that Cheng Xiaoyu had just driven into the Journalism School.

When Cheng Xiaoyu parked the car and walked over, he found that a group of people asking for autographs and photos had just dispersed. Standing with Xia Shamo, Cheng Haoran, and Wang Ou were three girls and a boy.

He came over and said hello, but Wang Ou complained, "Little fat man, why are you so slow?"

Cheng Xiaoyu showed an honest smile and said, "I'm sorry, it's difficult to enter the school. I had to queue for a long time just now. Otherwise, I would have arrived early. To express my apology, I will treat you to lunch today."

The members of Guilty Crown are all used to Cheng Xiaoyu's hobby of treating guests to any reason. Normally no one would compete with this rich man for orders, and he couldn't even compete with him. But it was obviously different today. He wanted to make pig's feet, and some people didn't.

agreed.

"Are you a high school classmate who formed a band with Xia Shamo? Hello, I am Song Yanan's brother, Song Kewen, who is in the same dormitory with Xia Shamo. We agreed before you came that today I will invite my sister's roommate to join us.

Dinners, it's fate that we all meet today. Why don't we share a table together." Song Kewen looked less than twenty years old, but his speech was still quite mature and steady.

Cheng Xiaoyu turned to look at this gentle and handsome guy wearing a POLO shirt, beige casual pants, and Dior casual shoes. His hair was neither long nor short. He had regular facial features and a slender figure. In his previous life, he had absolutely long legs.

.

Before Cheng Xiaoyu could speak, Xia Shamo quickly refused and said, "Song Yanan, you and your brother, Fang Fang and Wen Yishu can go and eat. I'll just accompany my classmates. There's no need to make it so troublesome."

"It's okay, classmate Shamo. My sister will share a dormitory with you from now on. Please take care of me. Besides, I also want to get to know your classmates. It's just for a meal. Let's make friends. We will become friends once and twice." Song Kewen

He smiled brightly under the September sunshine, and several girls passing by showed expressions like "I'm so handsome."

Cheng Xiaoyu glanced at Xia Shamo's three classmates in the same dormitory again. They were all good-looking, especially Song Yanan, who was just a hair behind Xia Shamo. At Fudan University, the average quality of the girls in the School of Journalism was better than that of the girls in the School of Foreign Languages.

Before Fudan opened the School of Art, the School of Journalism had always been the school with the most beautiful women at Fudan University.

"No need. Brother Song..." Xia Shamo hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to address Song Kewen, so she called Brother Song.

Song Yanan also smiled slightly and said, "Shamo, this is the first group activity in our dormitory. You can't be absent. Besides, my brother is not polite. He sincerely wants to invite you and your classmates." Of course she knew that her brother was watching.

She fell in love with this roommate, and she was a bit shy about it. Xia Shamo, who came from an average family, also had good senses, at least much better than his brother's last girlfriend.

Xia Shamo didn't know how to refuse at this time. She had never been good at rejecting others, so she could only turn around and look at Cheng Xiaoyu who was standing next to her as if asking for help.

Cheng Xiaoyu saw the embarrassment in Xia Shamo's eyes, and laughed and said, "It's just a meal, there's no need to be so pretentious. Then just find a place to eat together."

Seeing Cheng Xiaoyu speak, Xia Shamo nodded in agreement.

Song Yanan didn't like this fat little white guy who seemed harmless to humans and animals, because she felt that Cheng Xiaoyu was a bit pretentious. At first, he said that he was lining up to enter the school, for fear that others would not know that he had a car, so he immediately said that he wanted one as soon as he arrived.

Treating guests, he is afraid that others will not know that he has some money.

She looked at Cheng Xiaoyu's clothes and didn't think it was a big brand, so she positioned Cheng Xiaoyu as a child from a well-off family with a little money. And what she didn't like the most was that someone who came out with a little money was half a bucket of water. Than a bucket of water.

Compared to her outstanding brother, both his image and inner feeling were far behind him. He was not even as good as the top student Chen Haoran. But she was a little strange, why did Xia Shamo seem to care so much about his opinion?
Chapter completed!