After getting along with Liang Jing for a period of time, Zhang Feng found that Liang Jing is actually a very simple girl.
The things in my mind are much simpler than those girls in big cities.
If it weren't for the fact that Zhang Feng was surrounded by too many women, he might really be interested in a simple girl like Liang Jing.
But now, Zhang Feng no longer wants to provoke other girls.
Just the few women around him are enough to give Zhang Feng a headache.
Lin Fei'er is now abroad and has not contacted Zhang Feng.
But once Lin Feier returns to China, Lin Feier finds out about Zhang Feng, Liu Chenwei and Yi Yun, and he doesn't know how to explain these things to Lin Feier.
"What are you doing up front? Why is it so lively?"
Seeing a large crowd of people gathered in front of him, Zhang Feng asked Liang Jing with a puzzled expression.
"Master Zhang, there is a competition in the ring ahead. The small town specially held the competition in the daytime in order to earn money. The participants in the competition are ordinary people, and their prize money is only 10,000 to 20,000 yuan. It is the real martial arts competition, the martial arts competition is exciting, it is attended by masters, and basically kills several people every year..."
Liang Jing hurriedly answered softly.
"So this is ah!"
Zhang Feng looked at Liang Jing and nodded slightly.
"Well, and even in the daytime ring competition, there will be casualties, but there is no way, these people can only choose to work hard to make money..."
Liang Jing looked at Zhang Feng and sighed softly.
But when Zhang Feng saw that there seemed to be something wrong with the expression on Liang Jing's face, he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"
"No... nothing..."
Liang Jing froze for a moment, then quickly shook her head.
In fact, Liang Jing was still a little sad at this time, because she also hoped that she could study in school and go to university like those normal people, and then find a suitable job after graduation.
But unfortunately, God made a joke with her.
Not only did his father die early, but now even his mother is sick and hospitalized.
All she can think about now is to pay for her mother's medical expenses. As long as she can cure her mother, she will be satisfied.
After Liang Jing calmed down her emotions briefly, she continued to take Zhang Feng for a walk in the town.
A few minutes later, Liang Jing brought Zhang Feng to a square.
At this time, the square was already crowded with tourists, and there was a ring in the center of the square.
At this time, there were two people fighting to the death on the ring, one of them was tall and powerful, and his fighting skills were quite exquisite. Although the person he was fighting with was not weak, it was just not his opponent.
The people below the ring were full of excitement and kept shouting.
The scene was very lively.
Zhang Feng subconsciously glanced at the two people above the ring, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.
In fact, if Zhang Feng saw the fight between these two people before, he would definitely find it very exciting.
But at this moment, Zhang Feng looked at the two people on the ring, and found that the movements of those two people were very slow, giving Zhang Feng the feeling that they were playing house.
Moreover, the strength and strength of the punches were also very poor, and they couldn't get into Zhang Feng's eyes at all.
"Why do these two fight like elementary school students? They are not as good as Yuan Bao's silly gorilla..."
Zhang Feng couldn't help sighing in his heart, then turned around and prepared to take Liang Jing away.
"Zhang Feng?"
But just when Zhang Feng was about to leave, a surprised voice came from a distance.
Zhang Feng subconsciously turned his head to take a look, and found a very youthful and beautiful girl wearing sunglasses running towards Zhang Feng's position.
Because the girl was wearing sunglasses, Zhang Feng did not recognize who the girl was.
After a while, the girl quickly walked in front of Zhang Feng, and then said to Zhang Feng with a smile: "Zhang Feng, it's really you!"
"President?"
Zhang Feng froze for a moment when he heard the girl's voice, and asked with a puzzled expression.
"Yes, it's me!"
The girl yelled happily, and then took off the sunglasses on her face, revealing a delicate and pretty face, with a pair of big watery eyes that kept looking at Zhang Feng.
At this time, the girl who appeared in front of Zhang Feng was none other than Zhou Meng, the president of the school piano club where Zhang Feng joined.
The relationship between Zhang Feng and Zhou Meng was quite good before. Zhou Meng is a kind-hearted girl who has always helped Zhang Feng.
But since Zhou Meng hit Zhang Feng's sports car at the gate of the Emgrand Group last time.
Zhou Meng always thought that Zhang Feng stole the car, so her impression of Zhang Feng also changed.
Zhou Meng originally planned to call the police and let the police deal with Zhang Feng's car theft.
But Zhou Meng didn't call the police because she was worried that if Zhang Feng really stole the car, Zhang Feng might not be able to pay the compensation.
So in the end Zhou Meng planned to let Zhang Feng fend for himself.
Zhou Meng didn't expect that Zhang Feng hadn't been caught by the police yet, but ran into Zhang Feng here again.
"President, why are you here?"
Zhang Feng asked Zhou Meng softly.
"I came here with my friend. I heard that there will be a martial arts competition here tonight..."
Zhou Meng replied with a smile, then turned to look at Liang Jing beside Zhang Feng, with a puzzled expression on her face, she asked Zhang Feng softly: "Zhang Feng, is this your girlfriend? "
Zhou Meng saw that although Liang Jing was dressed very ordinaryly, but her skin was very fair, and her pair of bright and big eyes were very beautiful, she couldn't help but feel sorry for her.
And Zhang Feng turned his head to look at Liang Jing, then shook his head and said, "She's not my girlfriend..."
After hearing Zhang Feng's words, Liang Jing couldn't help lowering her head, with a very shy expression on her face.
Seeing Liang Jing like this, Zhou Meng smiled subconsciously and gave Zhang Feng a look that I understood.
"By the way, Zhang Feng, what did you do with that car afterwards?"
Zhou Meng suddenly remembered the sports car he hit, and couldn't help asking Zhang Feng softly.
"car?"
Zhang Feng froze for a moment, with a puzzled expression on his face.
"That's right, it's that Ferrari sports car. Did you steal that car?" Zhou Meng asked Zhang Feng bluntly.
After Zhang Feng heard Zhou Meng's words, he finally understood what Zhou Meng meant by the car.
A trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and then he said lightly: "President, in fact, that car belongs to my friend. I happened to help my friend pick up the car that day, but I found that you scratched my friend's car. I'm worried about you." There is a psychological burden, so I deliberately let you go first, I explained it to you at the time, but you still don't believe it..."