On the way to school, Xing Mahao held the victory charge and said to his brother: "Brother, Sunday is the competition held by that great god, and we must make him look good then!"

"Xiaohao, we must not take it lightly. The doctor is right, that great god has no good intentions at all! I have to adjust the sound speed of the pioneer after school!"

"Oh, by the way, Xiaohao, you are going to school today, what are you doing with your victory charge?"

Xing Mahao grinned, holding it in his hand like a treasure.

"Victory Charge is my good brother, good partner, of course you have to be with me anytime, anywhere!"

"I really can't do anything about you, but I hope the teacher won't find out!"

An hour later, in Mandarin class, Xing Mahao put the book in front of the table, secretly fiddled with the racing car in his hand, with a smug smile on his face.

"The new cars of Adong and Aji are very fast. Victory Charge still needs to be improved. If the weight of the car body can be further reduced, isn't it?"

As he was speaking, a smooth and white slender hand stretched out and picked up Victory Charge.

Xing Mahao became anxious.

"Teacher, give me back the car!"

Liu Zhumei brushed the blue hair on her forehead, revealing a charming smile.

"Xiaohao, what time is it?"

Xing Mahao knew he was wrong, he lowered his head and said reluctantly: "It's class time!"

Liu Zhumei lowered her head and smiled at him, then turned and left.

"It's good to know, I will keep this racing car for you first!"

When school was over, Xing Mahao came to the office with a pitiful look.

"Teacher Zhu Mei, it's all my fault, please return the Victory Charge to me, I won't dare to do it again!"

Liu Zhumei pinched her waist, with a look of hatred on her face.

"Xiaohao, tell me why I didn't finish my homework yesterday!"

"That's because I'm busy preparing for Victory Charge!"

"That's right, if I give you the car, you still won't do your homework!"

"What does the teacher mean, as long as I finish my homework, you can return the car to me? Good! Fight!"

Liu Zhumei wanted to say something else, but Xiaohao had already disappeared!

In the classroom, Zuo Shangchun and a few classmates were cleaning, and Xing Mahao was alone, doing homework frantically.

Zuo Shangchun has a black line on his face, "Xiaohao, my home run number has been remodeled, let's play together after school!"

Xing Mahao turned a deaf ear and slapped the table.

"Okay! Finished!"

With that said, he rushed into Liu Zhumei's office.

"Teacher, the homework is done!"

But what greeted him was Liu Zhumei's shout and a thick book.

Xiaohao was caught off guard and was sent flying out.

In the office, Liu Zhumei was changing clothes, and Xing Mahao saw her graceful figure.

It's only natural to reward him with a book!

After changing her clothes, Liu Zhumei walked out of the office angrily.

"Xiaohao, why didn't you knock on the door before you came in!"

Xing Mahao scratched his head and smiled coyly.

"That... I'm sorry, teacher, I finished my homework, can you return the Victory Charge to me!"

Liu Zhumei was angry at first, but after checking his homework, she became angry on the spot.

"Xiaohao, all your homework is wrong. If you want to go back to racing, it's a dream!"

After saying that, he closed the door of the office and locked it behind him!
The hopeless Xing Mahao walked out of the teaching building dejectedly.

Just bumped into Xiaolie, and Xiaolie was quite helpless after learning about the situation.

"You did it to yourself, who told you to play racing in class!"

"Brother, what's the use of talking about it now, it's important to go back to the victory charge, the day after tomorrow there is a competition!"

The two brothers were talking on the side of the road, when the four-wheel drive fighter suddenly saw them.

"Hey, four-wheel drive brothers! What are you doing? Are you going to participate in the competition held by the master the day after tomorrow?"

After hearing about the game the day after tomorrow, Xing Mahao immediately fainted!

He grabbed his hair and collapsed completely, and then Xiaolie told the four-wheel drive fighter what happened!
Hearing that, the four-wheel drive fighter had a look of anger.

"How can there be such a teacher? No, I've taken care of this matter. It's too much to dare to confiscate the child's beloved racing car."

As he spoke, he rushed into the school angrily.

Five minutes later, he pushed open the door of Liu Jumei's office.

"I heard that an unreasonable teacher here confiscated Xiaohao's racing car!"

At this time, Liu Zhumei stood up from the seat, pinched her waist, and looked displeased.

"I'm the unreasonable teacher you mentioned, what's the problem?"

Follow Liu Zhumei's white feet and look up. When his eyes are fixed on Liu Zhumei's beautiful face, the four-wheel drive fighter's eyes are instantly rounded, and his saliva even flows down unconsciously.

The arrogant arrogance just now disappeared in an instant.

"Hey. Hey hey."

Seeing his stupid appearance, Xing Mahao pulled him and said.

"Four-wheel drive fighter, talk, aren't you a supporter of mini racers?"

Hearing this, the four-wheel drive fighter scratched his head.

"That... I... My name is Four Wheel Drive Fighter! Please give me more advice, that... My hobbies are mini racing cars, playing computer, and sometimes reading books, and me... I also like music, especially classical music!"

After finishing speaking, he blushed and laughed loudly.

Seeing this, the four-wheel drive brothers have black lines all over their faces.

"Four-wheel drive fighter, what are you talking about? Don't you want to ask the teacher for my victory charge?"

It is said that the four-wheel drive fighter wakes up like a dream.

He regained his composure and said, "Oh, by the way, please return Xiaohao's racing car to him, the teacher. There is a very important race the day after tomorrow. Please, it is very important to him! I beg you!"

Liu Zhumei put her hands behind her back and looked serious, "But he plays racing cars in class!"

Four-wheel drive fighter: "Xiaohao, this is your fault, how can you play racing cars in class?"

After speaking, he looked at Liu Zhumei again.

"Look at the teacher, he knows he's wrong, can you?"

Seeing this, Liu Zhumei hesitated.

"this one"

Seeing a scene, Xing Mahao took the initiative to bow his head and admit his mistake.

"Please, this race is important, please give me back the car!"

Seeing his sincerity, Liu Zhu Mei softened her heart and said: "Okay, then please tell me why you are so fascinated by a toy car?"

Hearing this, the four-wheel-drive fighter immediately regained his composure!
"About this point, I need to correct you. The mini racing car is not a toy. You can make the car faster in the race through your own transformation and enjoy the same thrill of racing as a real car. This has gone beyond the scope of toys."

"The history of mini racing cars has been around for more than ten years. Now not only children, but also adults are deeply attracted!"

After listening to his words, Liu Zhumei smiled and said: "Okay! Now that you have said so, let me also experience the fun of mini racing cars!"

"Let's race, if you win my Victory Charge, I'll give you the car back, otherwise."

"Also, in order to make the competition more interesting, I hope to challenge the champion of the national competition. I heard that he is a very handsome young man!"

At the end, everyone fell down!
At this time, Lin Xiaodong was drinking juice under Liang Ye's gentle service, and he sneezed directly.

A mouthful of juice was sprayed all over Rano's chest, and the fullness of his chest was immediately revealed.

Seeing this, Lin Xiaodong wiped it immediately!

结果
"No! Yoshino, I really didn't mean to."

"Master, you."

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