Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter

Car god team, what car god team?

The director stroked his shiny bald head, puzzled.

He is just an ordinary pastoral variety show, how could he have the ability to invite the Che Shen team.

I'm afraid these audiences are all crazy!

Thinking so, the director kept his eyes open and asked Fu Ting with a strange face, Miss Fu, did you invite any guests to record variety shows with us?

The audience won't make rumors out of nothing, maybe this boss really brought some surprises.

Fu Ting shook her head, No.

Barrage:

【Look, I said that there is no way there will be a car god team, Fu Ting will never have such a great ability! 】

【Hey, although I think it's impossible, I'm really disappointed that I can't see the Chess team, and I don't know which team the Chess team will go to! 】

[We can't see the Che Shen team, let's go back, the countryside is boring, let's not increase the ratings here for Fu Ting...]

Just when the audience was about to exit, there was a mixture of loud car horns coming from the screen.

At the same moment, seven or eight open-top racing cars of different colors rushed forward like wild wolves.

The logos of the Chess team are all posted on the cars to show their identity.

The audience was stunned and tremblingly typed on the keyboard:

【. . . ! Come, come, this is the Car God team! 】

[Wow, the car god team is really here, am I hallucinating? ! 】

[It can't be fake, how can this be true, my god, I'm about to stop breathing! 】

...

The speed of the car galloped very fast, and because it was too sensational, it stirred up dust in the sky.

Cen Juan quickly led Fu Ting back, and thoughtfully took out a sun hat to cover the girl's head so as not to get dusty.

When doing this action, the racing cars had already come to them and stopped on the field ridge lined up.

Soon, the doors opened one after another, and the young man in the same black racing suit jumped out.

One of the youths was wearing a silver racing uniform with the captain's name tag on his chest.

He stood in the first place and took off his helmet, revealing his handsome face.

The barrage went crazy!

[Ah, ah, it's the car god, it's really the car god! 】

[The car god is really here, this is not an illusion! 】

[Fu Ting can invite the car god? There is nothing she can't do! 】

The director was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, his face was in a daze, Oh, my boy, why did the car god come to the countryside to race cars?

Seeing someone coming, Cen Juan whispered to Fu Ting, Listen, Seventh Brother is here.

Fu Ting opened her eyes wide to look at Fu Yujing. She had heard from her uncle that of all the uncles in the family, Uncle Qi was the most troublesome. How could he come to her variety show?

Don't think about it, it must have been specially called by the family.

Holding the helmet in one hand, Fu Yujing glanced around in distaste, and muttered unhappily, Why did you choose the countryside for the live broadcast? It really doesn't fit my style.

The team members behind came eagerly, and whispered to Fu Yujing with bright eyes, Captain, that's your little niece, she looks so cute, please introduce us to each other!

Go away! Fu Yujing glared at them, shook his sleeves, and walked up to Fu Ting.

Seeing that the little girl was born white, tender, tender and cute, the anger when she came here suddenly disappeared.

With such a growth, it's no wonder that he can squeeze out his group favorite.

But he's not someone who looks at faces, he's here to settle accounts with Fu Ting!

Fu Yujing looked at people with his nostrils, intending to impress her as an elder, and pretended to be majestic, You are Fu Ting? I am your seventh uncle, and I am not called someone!

Ruanmeikong Qibo is online, count the votes for him.

Fu Yujing: At that time, I thought it was very fragrant.