Chapter 112
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This is the only big auto show before the new year, so many people came here.
There is a stage performance outside the exhibition center, on which a rock band sings:
"people without culture are not sad
I don't want to die in failure and loneliness
I don't want to live underground all the time
he won't be sad
he won't be sad
..."
Zhou Mu and Cui Jiaming also boast that they are young rock and roll people. They are immediately attracted, and they wave and shout with some young people under the stage.
Chen Chuan also knows that people without ideals are not sad.
Looking for a space with few people, Chen Chuan stopped at a distance.
Suddenly, a friend next to him took out a cigarette and commented: "without culture, there would be no ideal. Without ideal, there would be no idea. Without idea, there would be no desire. Without desire, there would be no sadness."
Chen Chuan has a look around. There are only two people around him and his brother.
"Did you tell me that?" Chen Chuan asked.
"Yes." The man handed a cigarette box to Chen Chuan. Chen Chuan pulled out one and the man lit it with a lighter.
They smoked and puffed together.
"Thank you." Chen Chuan said.
Smokers are like this, a cigarette will be closer, and then listen to the band's rock music, chat a few words, even half a friend.
Listening to the old man's nagging, Chen Chuan suddenly said: "before, I was puzzled and puzzled that the song title is that people without ideals are not sad, why are people without culture not sad?"
"Yes, as I said just now, culture, ideals, ideas, desires. No desire, no sorrow. " The man puffed out his cigarette. "Who doesn't have a little desire? You see, there are so many beautiful people coming and going, and there are so many luxury cars in the exhibition hall. So, it's really immoral to sing this song in such a place where beautiful women gather. "
"Ha ha, I don't think it's more like swearing to say no culture." Chen Chuan a smile way, "probably many times don't need affectation, follow sound dry up to finish."
"Yes, these interpretations are also what we have nothing to read. If the song sounds good, it's over. " So did the man.
After a few words of chatting, Chen Chuan felt that he was quite congenial with this guy. This guy is about 187cm tall, a few centimeters taller than Chen Chuan. He is also well-dressed and has a meticulous hairstyle, which gives people a sense of calmness and competence.
Two people are chatting, suddenly a girl called a sentence: "Hey, my mobile phone, my mobile phone?"
The girl face panic, feeling his body up and down, shouting: "I lost my cell phone, there is a thief! There are thieves
The first time Chen Chuan encountered this situation, he wanted to help, but he didn't know how to help. He had to look around to see if there was anyone suspicious.
The 187 man next to him suddenly yelled, "Hi! The grandson who stole the cell phone, see you, don't run
His voice is big enough, like a thunder in the flat ground, which makes Chen Chuan shiver and the cigarette almost drop.
In the crowd, a young man in pencil pants with the head of the plane suddenly quickened his pace.
Chen Chuan's hand pointed to the man beside him. He rushed to the pencil pants with an arrow.
Chen Chuan realized that this guy used the "fried Hu" move, which really blew up a guilty heart.
Whoosh, whoosh!
That guy runs fast. He's 187 big and has long legs. He takes three steps at a time.
The pencil pants youth was about to be overtaken, but ran behind a motorcycle and got on the motorcycle.
Boom boom!
The motorcycle started and ran away.
Although the man ran fast, he got on the motorcycle and could only watch it go farther and farther.
"Grass, stop it!" The man yelled as he ran.
When Chen Chuan saw this situation, he pushed aside the crowd and took a short cut. A run-up suddenly started. His body was suddenly activated by the blood of [quenched body and Zhuguo] and other spiritual fruits. Every cell was in operation, and the powerful heart beat quickly, conveying a steady stream of energy to his limbs.
Shua!
He was wearing a white sportswear. At this time, he went from extremely quiet to extremely dynamic. It was like a white pitching exercise. In a flash, he stepped out for seven or eight meters.
Shua!
A high jump, across the green belt as high as 1.5 meters, jumped to the main road.
The people next to him could only see a white figure passing by in a flash. They could not see Chen Chuan's face clearly.
Shua Shua!
Through the crowd, across the green belt, jump on a small stone pier, step on a shared bicycle parked at the roadside, next step, Shua! Jump to the top of a car.
The people next to him exclaimed and reacted. The white figure turned out to be something.
It turned out to be a person.
"[Parkour master] skill starts!" This message flashed through Chen Chuan's mind.Chen Chuan is like a white civet cat that is as fast as lightning. He strides seven or eight meters at every step, crosses many obstacles, starts first, jumps high from the top of the car, and kicks at the motorcycles passing by quickly!
Bang!
This kick, directly will motorcycle, even people with a car kick fly, fly into the green belt.
On the bus, the driver, together with the young man in pencil pants, carried two little men to the pile of holly. The motorcycle rolled several times and fell into the pile of holly, making the sound of idling.
The man who smoked with Chen Chuan also ran over. He pressed his pencil pants and slapped his face: "let you run, still run!"
A pink fruit cell phone, or a fruit x, fell out of the pocket of the pencil pants.
"The thief has been caught. Whose cell phone is it?" 187 asked the people around.
Far away, a little girl came running, panting: "mine, mine."
Big 187 grabbed the collar of the pencil pants thief and yelled: "in order not to wrongly you, I ask you, what's the password?"
He put the mobile phone in front of the thief, did not trigger face unlock, and asked the thief password.
The thief was kicked up by Chen Chuan. He was out of breath. His face was gray and he just covered his hands and pushed him to wail.
187 big asked the little girl: "be careful, I have to ask you, mobile phone password."
"950708, my birthday." The little girl pointed to her mobile phone and said, "the screen saver is yellow Pikachu. That's my mobile phone."
At this time, patrol police uncle also came, 187 big together with the thief two people, as well as the mobile phone, all handed over to the police.
The little girl also went with the police.
Big 187 patted Chen Chuan on the shoulder and said in surprise, "OK, you, I'm a sportsman. Don't you have this skill? Are you a Parkour? It's so cool to see you flying on the eaves and walls, skipping the crowd, stepping on the stone mound, cycling and jumping on the roof of the car. "
Chen Chuan also said: "you have to be smart to scare out thieves by blowing up your beard."
Two people laugh at each other, joint efforts to hold the two thieves, do a good job, but also a bit of empathy.
Police came to salute: "two students, thank you for your bravery. What's your name, please? "
Chen Chuan and 187 laughed at the same time and said in unison, "do good without leaving a name."
The girl who got her cell phone back will also thank you.
Only the owner of the car looked at the shoe print on the roof of her car, which was obviously sunken. She came out of the car and took off her sunglasses. She said, "darling, I've stepped on the roof of the car."
Chen Chuan went to see it. Sure enough, the beautiful white Audi A4L was dented by his "horse stepping on the flying swallow".
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This is the only big auto show before the new year, so many people came here.
There is a stage performance outside the exhibition center, on which a rock band sings:
"people without culture are not sad
I don't want to die in failure and loneliness
I don't want to live underground all the time
he won't be sad
he won't be sad
..."
Zhou Mu and Cui Jiaming also boast that they are young rock and roll people. They are immediately attracted, and they wave and shout with some young people under the stage.
Chen Chuan also knows that people without ideals are not sad.
Looking for a space with few people, Chen Chuan stopped at a distance.
Suddenly, a friend next to him took out a cigarette and commented: "without culture, there would be no ideal. Without ideal, there would be no idea. Without idea, there would be no desire. Without desire, there would be no sadness."
Chen Chuan has a look around. There are only two people around him and his brother.
"Did you tell me that?" Chen Chuan asked.
"Yes." The man handed a cigarette box to Chen Chuan. Chen Chuan pulled out one and the man lit it with a lighter.
They smoked and puffed together.
"Thank you." Chen Chuan said.
Smokers are like this, a cigarette will be closer, and then listen to the band's rock music, chat a few words, even half a friend.
Listening to the old man's nagging, Chen Chuan suddenly said: "before, I was puzzled and puzzled that the song title is that people without ideals are not sad, why are people without culture not sad?"
"Yes, as I said just now, culture, ideals, ideas, desires. No desire, no sorrow. " The man puffed out his cigarette. "Who doesn't have a little desire? You see, there are so many beautiful people coming and going, and there are so many luxury cars in the exhibition hall. So, it's really immoral to sing this song in such a place where beautiful women gather. "
"Ha ha, I don't think it's more like swearing to say no culture." Chen Chuan a smile way, "probably many times don't need affectation, follow sound dry up to finish."
"Yes, these interpretations are also what we have nothing to read. If the song sounds good, it's over. " So did the man.
After a few words of chatting, Chen Chuan felt that he was quite congenial with this guy. This guy is about 187cm tall, a few centimeters taller than Chen Chuan. He is also well-dressed and has a meticulous hairstyle, which gives people a sense of calmness and competence.
Two people are chatting, suddenly a girl called a sentence: "Hey, my mobile phone, my mobile phone?"
The girl face panic, feeling his body up and down, shouting: "I lost my cell phone, there is a thief! There are thieves
The first time Chen Chuan encountered this situation, he wanted to help, but he didn't know how to help. He had to look around to see if there was anyone suspicious.
The 187 man next to him suddenly yelled, "Hi! The grandson who stole the cell phone, see you, don't run
His voice is big enough, like a thunder in the flat ground, which makes Chen Chuan shiver and the cigarette almost drop.
In the crowd, a young man in pencil pants with the head of the plane suddenly quickened his pace.
Chen Chuan's hand pointed to the man beside him. He rushed to the pencil pants with an arrow.
Chen Chuan realized that this guy used the "fried Hu" move, which really blew up a guilty heart.
Whoosh, whoosh!
That guy runs fast. He's 187 big and has long legs. He takes three steps at a time.
The pencil pants youth was about to be overtaken, but ran behind a motorcycle and got on the motorcycle.
Boom boom!
The motorcycle started and ran away.
Although the man ran fast, he got on the motorcycle and could only watch it go farther and farther.
"Grass, stop it!" The man yelled as he ran.
When Chen Chuan saw this situation, he pushed aside the crowd and took a short cut. A run-up suddenly started. His body was suddenly activated by the blood of [quenched body and Zhuguo] and other spiritual fruits. Every cell was in operation, and the powerful heart beat quickly, conveying a steady stream of energy to his limbs.
Shua!
He was wearing a white sportswear. At this time, he went from extremely quiet to extremely dynamic. It was like a white pitching exercise. In a flash, he stepped out for seven or eight meters.
Shua!
A high jump, across the green belt as high as 1.5 meters, jumped to the main road.
The people next to him could only see a white figure passing by in a flash. They could not see Chen Chuan's face clearly.
Shua Shua!
Through the crowd, across the green belt, jump on a small stone pier, step on a shared bicycle parked at the roadside, next step, Shua! Jump to the top of a car.
The people next to him exclaimed and reacted. The white figure turned out to be something.
It turned out to be a person.
"[Parkour master] skill starts!" This message flashed through Chen Chuan's mind.Chen Chuan is like a white civet cat that is as fast as lightning. He strides seven or eight meters at every step, crosses many obstacles, starts first, jumps high from the top of the car, and kicks at the motorcycles passing by quickly!
Bang!
This kick, directly will motorcycle, even people with a car kick fly, fly into the green belt.
On the bus, the driver, together with the young man in pencil pants, carried two little men to the pile of holly. The motorcycle rolled several times and fell into the pile of holly, making the sound of idling.
The man who smoked with Chen Chuan also ran over. He pressed his pencil pants and slapped his face: "let you run, still run!"
A pink fruit cell phone, or a fruit x, fell out of the pocket of the pencil pants.
"The thief has been caught. Whose cell phone is it?" 187 asked the people around.
Far away, a little girl came running, panting: "mine, mine."
Big 187 grabbed the collar of the pencil pants thief and yelled: "in order not to wrongly you, I ask you, what's the password?"
He put the mobile phone in front of the thief, did not trigger face unlock, and asked the thief password.
The thief was kicked up by Chen Chuan. He was out of breath. His face was gray and he just covered his hands and pushed him to wail.
187 big asked the little girl: "be careful, I have to ask you, mobile phone password."
"950708, my birthday." The little girl pointed to her mobile phone and said, "the screen saver is yellow Pikachu. That's my mobile phone."
At this time, patrol police uncle also came, 187 big together with the thief two people, as well as the mobile phone, all handed over to the police.
The little girl also went with the police.
Big 187 patted Chen Chuan on the shoulder and said in surprise, "OK, you, I'm a sportsman. Don't you have this skill? Are you a Parkour? It's so cool to see you flying on the eaves and walls, skipping the crowd, stepping on the stone mound, cycling and jumping on the roof of the car. "
Chen Chuan also said: "you have to be smart to scare out thieves by blowing up your beard."
Two people laugh at each other, joint efforts to hold the two thieves, do a good job, but also a bit of empathy.
Police came to salute: "two students, thank you for your bravery. What's your name, please? "
Chen Chuan and 187 laughed at the same time and said in unison, "do good without leaving a name."
The girl who got her cell phone back will also thank you.
Only the owner of the car looked at the shoe print on the roof of her car, which was obviously sunken. She came out of the car and took off her sunglasses. She said, "darling, I've stepped on the roof of the car."
Chen Chuan went to see it. Sure enough, the beautiful white Audi A4L was dented by his "horse stepping on the flying swallow".
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This is the only big auto show before the new year, so many people came here. There is a stage performance outside the exhibition center, on which a rock band sings: "people without culture are not sad I don't want to die in failure and loneliness I don't want to live underground all the time he won't be sad he won't be sad ..." Zhou Mu and Cui Jiaming also boast that they are young rock and roll people. They are immediately attracted, and they wave and shout with some young people under the stage. Chen Chuan also knows that people without ideals are not sad. Looking for a space with few people, Chen Chuan stopped at a distance. Suddenly, a friend next to him took out a cigarette and commented: "without culture, there would be no ideal. Without ideal, there would be no idea. Without idea, there would be no desire. Without desire, there would be no sadness." Chen Chuan has a look around. There are only two people around him and his brother. "Did you tell me that?" Chen Chuan asked. "Yes." The man handed a cigarette box to Chen Chuan. Chen Chuan pulled out one and the man lit it with a lighter. They smoked and puffed together. "Thank you." Chen Chuan said. Smokers are like this, a cigarette will be closer, and then listen to the band's rock music, chat a few words, even half a friend. Listening to the old man's nagging, Chen Chuan suddenly said: "before, I was puzzled and puzzled that the song title is that people without ideals are not sad, why are people without culture not sad?" "Yes, as I said just now, culture, ideals, ideas, desires. No desire, no sorrow. " The man puffed out his cigarette. "Who doesn't have a little desire? You see, there are so many beautiful people coming and going, and there are so many luxury cars in the exhibition hall. So, it's really immoral to sing this song in such a place where beautiful women gather. " "Ha ha, I don't think it's more like swearing to say no culture." Chen Chuan a smile way, "probably many times don't need affectation, follow sound dry up to finish." "Yes, these interpretations are also what we have nothing to read. If the song sounds good, it's over. " So did the man. After a few words of chatting, Chen Chuan felt that he was quite congenial with this guy. This guy is about 187cm tall, a few centimeters taller than Chen Chuan. He is also well-dressed and has a meticulous hairstyle, which gives people a sense of calmness and competence. Two people are chatting, suddenly a girl called a sentence: "Hey, my mobile phone, my mobile phone?" The girl face panic, feeling his body up and down, shouting: "I lost my cell phone, there is a thief! There are thieves The first time Chen Chuan encountered this situation, he wanted to help, but he didn't know how to help. He had to look around to see if there was anyone suspicious. The 187 man next to him suddenly yelled, "Hi! The grandson who stole the cell phone, see you, don't run His voice is big enough, like a thunder in the flat ground, which makes Chen Chuan shiver and the cigarette almost drop. In the crowd, a young man in pencil pants with the head of the plane suddenly quickened his pace. Chen Chuan's hand pointed to the man beside him. He rushed to the pencil pants with an arrow. Chen Chuan realized that this guy used the "fried Hu" move, which really blew up a guilty heart. Whoosh, whoosh! That guy runs fast. He's 187 big and has long legs. He takes three steps at a time. The pencil pants youth was about to be overtaken, but ran behind a motorcycle and got on the motorcycle. Boom boom! The motorcycle started and ran away. Although the man ran fast, he got on the motorcycle and could only watch it go farther and farther. "Grass, stop it!" The man yelled as he ran. When Chen Chuan saw this situation, he pushed aside the crowd and took a short cut. A run-up suddenly started. His body was suddenly activated by the blood of quenched body and Zhuguo and other spiritual fruits. Every cell was in operation, and the powerful heart beat quickly, conveying a steady stream of energy to his limbs. Shua! He was wearing a white sportswear. At this time, he went from extremely quiet to extremely dynamic. It was like a white pitching exercise. In a flash, he stepped out for seven or eight meters. Shua! A high jump, across the green belt as high as 1.5 meters, jumped to the main road. The people next to him could only see a white figure passing by in a flash. They could not see Chen Chuan's face clearly. Shua Shua! Through the crowd, across the green belt, jump on a small stone pier, step on a shared bicycle parked at the roadside, next step, Shua! Jump to the top of a car. The people next to him exclaimed and reacted. The white figure turned out to be something. It turned out to be a person. "Parkour master skill starts!" This message flashed through Chen Chuan's mind.Chen Chuan is like a white civet cat that is as fast as lightning. He strides seven or eight meters at every step, crosses many obstacles, starts first, jumps high from the top of the car, and kicks at the motorcycles passing by quickly! Bang! This kick, directly will motorcycle, even people with a car kick fly, fly into the green belt. On the bus, the driver, together with the young man in pencil pants, carried two little men to the pile of holly. The motorcycle rolled several times and fell into the pile of holly, making the sound of idling. The man who smoked with Chen Chuan also ran over. He pressed his pencil pants and slapped his face: "let you run, still run!" A pink fruit cell phone, or a fruit x, fell out of the pocket of the pencil pants. "The thief has been caught. Whose cell phone is it?" 187 asked the people around. Far away, a little girl came running, panting: "mine, mine." Big 187 grabbed the collar of the pencil pants thief and yelled: "in order not to wrongly you, I ask you, what's the password?" He put the mobile phone in front of the thief, did not trigger face unlock, and asked the thief password. The thief was kicked up by Chen Chuan. He was out of breath. His face was gray and he just covered his hands and pushed him to wail. 187 big asked the little girl: "be careful, I have to ask you, mobile phone password." "950708, my birthday." The little girl pointed to her mobile phone and said, "the screen saver is yellow Pikachu. That's my mobile phone." At this time, patrol police uncle also came, 187 big together with the thief two people, as well as the mobile phone, all handed over to the police. The little girl also went with the police. Big 187 patted Chen Chuan on the shoulder and said in surprise, "OK, you, I'm a sportsman. Don't you have this skill? Are you a Parkour? It's so cool to see you flying on the eaves and walls, skipping the crowd, stepping on the stone mound, cycling and jumping on the roof of the car. " Chen Chuan also said: "you have to be smart to scare out thieves by blowing up your beard." Two people laugh at each other, joint efforts to hold the two thieves, do a good job, but also a bit of empathy. Police came to salute: "two students, thank you for your bravery. What's your name, please? " Chen Chuan and 187 laughed at the same time and said in unison, "do good without leaving a name." The girl who got her cell phone back will also thank you. Only the owner of the car looked at the shoe print on the roof of her car, which was obviously sunken. She came out of the car and took off her sunglasses. She said, "darling, I've stepped on the roof of the car." Chen Chuan went to see it. Sure enough, the beautiful white Audi A4L was dented by his "horse stepping on the flying swallow". www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
