Liang Yu:【Are you sure you read it correctly?】

He has seen powerful racing drivers, but powerful racing drivers also need professional racing cars to display their drifting abilities.

And Jiang Nan drove a Jeep off-road vehicle.

How does this thing drift?

Liang Feng had an expression on his face that said, "You are insulting my eyes." He replied with a few words indifferently.

Liang Feng: [Can I be so blind? There is absolutely no way my eyes can see a car flying in the sky wrong. ]

Liang Yu was silent for a few seconds.

Reply very seriously:

[There happens to be a movie recently directed by an internationally renowned director whose heroine is a racing driver. I think we can let Ms. Jiang have a try.]

Liang Feng rarely watches movies.

But we also know that movies rely largely on post-production special effects.

But if Jiang Nan were to audition, the nature would be a little different.

Liang Feng's lips pursed a bit, and he was very doubtful: "Do you want Miss Jiang to compete with the film's special effects team?"

Liang Yu:【……】

This is well said... makes sense.

With Jiang Nan, the car can fly.

This effect is indeed similar to what the movie special effects team does on-site.

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Front.

Jiang Nan slowed down the car, then slowly turned his head to look at Liang Jingzhi.

The dazzling sunshine fell on her face, the principal and willfulness could not be concealed, and her eye-catching face seemed to be coated with a shallow layer of light.

A bit more dazzling than the sun.

"How does it feel?"

Liang Jingzhi chuckled: "My heart is beating so hard."

The man's pupils were full of Jiang Nun's figure, which hit the apex of his heart.

Jiang Nan: "I will take you to experience real racing when I have the opportunity in the future."

Although the jeep can drift, the feeling is always much worse.

Liang Jingzhi slowly raised his lips and nodded lazily, "Okay."

After driving around the suburbs, the car stopped at a flower shop on the roadside.

Article 4 of Love Notes: [The first plan in love must be to send flowers. Flowers represent a subtle declaration of love, which is moved in the heart and comforted by flowers.]

Jiang Nan pulled off his seat belt and said, "Wait a moment."

The girl quickly came over with a bouquet of roses and stuffed them into Liang Jingzhi's arms, "Send them to you."

The light floral fragrance of roses can't help but penetrate the tip of your nose.

Liang Jingzhi glanced down for a few times, his cold eyebrows slightly raised, and his Adam's apple rolled, "Why did you suddenly give me flowers?"

Jiang Nan rubbed his fingers on the steering wheel and said calmly, "You can give it as a gift if you want. If you don't like it, you can throw it away."

Liang Jingzhi put it on the tip of his tongue, "I can't bear to part with it."

Jiang Nan bent her lower lip imperceptibly, "Then keep it well."

The fifth love note, [Candlelight dinner is the most romantic way of dining, please be sure to take him to experience it. 】

After parking the car, Jiang Nan took Liang Jingzhi to a Western restaurant with the highest praise rate.

Unexpectedly, all the western restaurants were overcrowded.

"Would you like to eat hot pot?" Liang Jingzhi stood next to Jiang Nan and turned his head slightly to look over.

He didn't understand why Jiang Nan was obsessed with the Western restaurant today.

However, from getting along with Jiang Nan, Jiang Nan is a person who loves spicy food, especially hot pot and crayfish.

On the contrary, I am not interested in elegant Western food or Japanese food.

Jiang Nan thought of the definition of substitutes in economics - they are both foods and can also satisfy people's need to be full, so hot pot and candlelight dinners should also be substitutes.

After thinking for a few seconds, Jiang Nan found no logical problem and simply nodded, "Okay."

"There happens to be a hotpot restaurant around here that is owned by a friend of mine. I asked him to reserve a private room for me," Liang Jingzhi said.

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A few minutes later.

A popular hotpot restaurant.

The manager nodded and led Liang Jingzhi and Jiang Nan in, "This way, please."

When going to the box, Jiang Nan glanced at an acquaintance who was still in the queue. She paused slightly, said something to Liang Jingzhi, and then walked over, "Professor Li?"

Liang Jingzhi followed Jiang Nan and walked over. When he saw the old man's face, he was stunned for a few seconds.

Academician of Mathematics, President of Imperial University, Li Boshe.

Li Boshe didn't expect to see Jiang Nan here. He was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed, "Yes, it's me. This is Team Bell from the Provincial Criminal Investigation Team."

Zhong Liang had a vague sense of justice in him. He was serious in speech and just nodded lightly.

Li Boyshe continued, "Girl Jiang, why are you here to eat hot pot?"

As he spoke, his eyes involuntarily fell on Liang Jingzhi, who was wearing a mask, and in a gossipy tone, "Who is this?"

Liang Jingzhi had already taken the initiative to extend his hand, his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, but polite, "I am Liang Jingzhi, hello, Professor Li."

"Liang Jingzhi, that boy from the Liang family?" Li Boshe tugged on his beard, looked at the flowers in Liang Jingzhi's hand, and the sticky attitude between Jiang Nan and Liang Jingzhi, and narrowed his eyes, "What are you doing?

Are you in love?"

Jiang Nan said vaguely: "Absolutely."

After saying these words, Liang Jingzhi's expression became a little deeper, and his eyes flickered a little darkly.

"Professor Li, are you waiting for a table? How about we eat together?" Jiang Nan invited.

Although it is said that a date does not require an eye-catching light bulb, with Jiang Nan's cultivation, he still cannot leave two elders waiting for a seat.

Li Boshe hadn't discussed mathematics problems with Jiang Nan for a long time, so naturally he wanted to do so.

So the table for two became a table for four.

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at the same time.

Fu Bo and his college roommates went out to eat hot pot.

"It's still box number one." Fu Bo handed a card to the front desk.

Fu Bo's roommates all know that Fu Bo comes from a good family. It is said that he belongs to a wealthy family in the imperial capital. He has a wide network of contacts in the imperial capital and has acquaintances in all walks of life.

Not to mention in a hot pot restaurant.

As long as Fu Bo reveals his identity, the manager of the hot pot restaurant will respectfully vacate the private room.

Fu Bo gave the card, raised his head slightly, and spoke to his roommate in a low mood, "I'm in a bad mood today. I'll order a few bottles of wine and have a few sips with me."

"It's okay to drink," a roommate said first, "but isn't the fiancée's matter settled?"
Chapter completed!