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　　What did he hear?

　　Han Feng was a little dazed.

　　 Too? Outrageous!

　　What is illegal modification of a wheelchair? !

　　What does it mean to drive a wheelchair on a high speed illegally? !

certainly.

　　 Forget it.

　　 Can you tell me what happened to the last "use a wheelchair endangering public safety"? ! He has only heard of driving a grudge in his life!

　　 This is the first time I have heard of driving a grudge wheelchair!

　　 I don’t know, I thought you were a fighting horse!

　　 "Hoo——"

　　 Han Feng took a deep breath.

for a long time.

　　 He calmed down and went to the traffic police brigade.

Then.

　　 Surprisingly discovered-Uncle Zhang is actually fighting! !

　　 That's right.

　　 One of his injured feet arched up, and the other was jumping, and he was beating people with the plaster shell that had been lifted from his leg in his hand...

"come!"

　　 "One-on-one!"

　　 "Who counsels who is the grandson!"

　　 Zhang Yang and high spirits.

　　 and next to it.

　　 The staff were expressionless and solemn. There was a kind of expression that I wanted to laugh, but I was professional, so I couldn’t laugh at .gif.

"you are……"

　　 looked at Han Feng alone.

　　 "Zhang Yang's family."

　　 Han Feng sighed.

　　 "Oh~~~"

　　 The staff looked at Han Feng in surprise, "Come on, I will teach you a fine here."

"good."

　　 Han Feng cautiously went over and asked, "Can you tell me what happened?"

　　 "……"

　　Weird to the side, and I told Han Feng about what happened.

　　 Things are actually very simple.

　　Uncle Zhang was injured again in two days?

Um……

He felt that the wheelchair was running too slowly, and looking at his rush, he tried to modify it a bit, modified the tires, modified the chassis, added energy blocks, and finally even added a liquid energy catalytic acceleration under the wheels on both sides. System' device.

certainly.

　　 According to Uncle Zhang's description, it means going to the cafeteria to eat faster, now it’s too slow to go and it’s always useless, etc.

but.

　　 Just now, there was an emergency for the unit to go out temporarily, and the other people happened to be away. He had to go by himself, and then he drove the wheelchair to the high speed!

certainly.

　　 If it's just that, then forget it.

　　 On the highway, because Uncle Zhang overtakes too often, some vehicles feel insulted and start racing with Uncle Zhang...

　　 began to insult, and then...

　　 began to fight.

　　 I heard that the two had rushed for a full ten minutes, and finally called a passer-by to the police. The grudge and both sides were arrested and ended.

　　Han Feng: "……"

　　 He digested this information for a long time, a long time.

　　What can he say?

　　 As expected of Uncle Zhang!

　　 This business ability is really not comparable to ordinary people!

　　 And this time.

　　 Uncle Zhang came back victoriously and came over in a bounce.

　　 "You won?"

　　 Han Feng sighed.

"Of course it is me."

　　Uncle Zhang proudly raised his head, "Although his car runs fast, it can't be jammed. It's different for me. I can just sew it in!"

　　 "Humph!"

　　 "If it wasn't for being stopped by someone, I would be able to throw him at least three corners when it came to the next section of the hillside road!"

　　Han Feng: "……"

　　 I can see that you are really skilled in this car.

for a long time.

　　 Han Feng paid the fine honestly and took Uncle Zhang back.

　　 As for the wheelchair...

　　 was deducted.

　　 I guess I won’t be back soon.

　　 "You can't find Uncle Wang?"

　　 Han Feng couldn't laugh or cry.

　　 "Your Uncle Wang has gone to lecture, and there is no time."

　　 Uncle Zhang said casually.

"Attend class?"

　　 Han Feng was stunned.

"Yes."

　　 Uncle Zhang happily said, "Last time, because of your business, didn't many leaders blow Pharaoh? This time the Sand Table Masters Association invited him over to teach the Sha Table Master."

　　 Sand Table Masters Association?

　　 Han Feng was shocked.

　　 Uncle Wang...

　　 Uncle Wang can teach that group of people? !

　　 "I think they should be more interested in knowing how Uncle Wang taught a disciple like you."

　　 Uncle Zhang shrugged.

　　 "This course is not easy to follow."

　　Han Feng is a little worried.

　　 "A lot of money."

　　Uncle Zhang doesn’t matter, “There’s nothing to worry about. The Sandbox Master’s Association gave a lot of money. Your Uncle Wang has done it, it’s shameful at most.”

"to be honest."

　　 "If they are willing to give me the money, let me do anything!"

　　 Uncle Zhang is full of spirits.

pity.

　　 No one is looking for him.

　　 "Han Feng."

"Hey?"

　　 "Look at him, now everyone knows that you are the man behind you, Uncle Wang, and your Uncle Wang's value has increased with the tide..."

　　 "Why don't you give me an identity when you turn around?"

　　 Uncle Zhang looks forward to it.

　　Han Feng:? ? ?

　　 What is it for?

　　 "Aren't you uncle?"

　　 "Uncle has no status... and he's not parents."

　　 publicly expecting, "come someone with status."

　　 "……"

　　 Han Feng is thinking hard.

　　The masters are there, so what else can I have?

　　 or...

　　 Madam? !

never mind.

　　Uncle Zhang is happy, and Uncle Wang won't do it either!

but.

　　 Speaking of this.

　　 "Uncle Zhang, Uncle Wang gained prestige because of following me and Shen He in the battle."

　　 Han Feng pondered for a moment, "In this way, next time I go to the suburbs to fight, I will take you with me. As long as you come back alive, your value will surely increase!"

　　 "……"

　　Uncle Zhang was silent.

for a long time.

　　 He looked at the Urban Construction Bureau and sighed, "The suburbs are too far away, I still can't bear the children of the Urban Construction Bureau..."

　　 finished.

　　 He waved his hand freely and left with his cane.

　　 Han Feng was dumb.

　　……

　　 watched Uncle Zhang leave.

　　 Han Feng suddenly remembered the conversation just now.

　　 Uncle Wang...

Attend class……

　　Sandboxers Association...

　　 Han Feng narrowed his eyes and checked the forum of the Sand Table Masters Association. Don’t say it, he really found Uncle Wang’s lecture.

　　 This is an open class.

　　The venue is in the conference hall of the association. Anyone who buys a ticket can go to the class.

　　————

　　Course: Heavenly Reward for Diligence-Weather Technology.

　　 Lecturer: Teacher Wang.

　　Price: 99 sand coins.

　　 Introduction:

　　 This is the man behind the rumored love-and-righteous favored son Han Feng!

　　 In order to apprehend Teacher Wang, Han Feng gave up the opportunity to apprentice the old leader of the Urban Construction Bureau, and he became the proud son of Tianfeng City!

now.

　　 Do you want to be the next Han Feng?

　　Do you want to pry into Han Feng's secret?

　　 Come and sign up!

　　————

　　Han Feng: "……"

very good.

　　 There is a taste of selling lessons from the media.

　　 just right.

　　 He also needs to learn weather technology now, so he can save Uncle Wang's face, and by the way, see if Uncle Wang can handle the group of people.

　　 Then.

　　Han Feng bought a course with his mobile phone and navigated to it according to the location.

　　 It’s just that, to his surprise, when he got to the conference hall, there were not many vacancies, and there were more people taking this course than expected!

　　 Are there so many sand table masters in Tianfeng City?

　　Han Feng himself was a little surprised.

Well……

　　 He glanced at it. The public courses prepared by the Sand Table Masters Association are similar to the university model, and the teaching environment is good.

　　 Then.

　　 He sat in the last row low-key.

　　 "Dude, are you here to attend the class too?"

　　 Also in the last row, a teenager whispered.

"Um."

　　 Han Feng nodded slightly, "You are..."

　　 "I am a student in the civil engineering department of the nearby Super College."

　　 The teenager was excited, "When I bought the course, I heard from the salesman that Han Feng used to be a soft-shelled turtle. Since he became a teacher, Mr. Wang, he has soared to the sky, with strength, a girl, and fame!"

　　 "Do you believe this too?"

　　 Han Feng sighed.

　　 Your sales are almost catching up with Tesla's sales.

"of course."

　　 The young man whispered ~www.readwn.com~ I heard that Han Feng also entered Miss Tan's house late at night... or Tan Zihao personally picked him up at the window! "

　　Han Feng:→_→

　　 You let Tan Zihao hear that and you disappeared, know? !

　　 Then.

　　 He patted the young man on the shoulder and said with earnestness, "Friends, don't believe in rumors, don't spread rumors."

pity.

　　 Seeing the young man’s zealous look, he probably didn’t believe it.

Um……

　　 Fortunately.

　　 At this time, Uncle Wang came.

　　 "Hello everyone, my name is Wang Jiancai."

　　 Uncle Wang smiled, "Although I am just an ordinary creation-level sand table master, Wang is not talented and has been immersed in the field of weather technology for decades."

Oh?

　　 Hearing this, the sand table masters looked a little dignified.

　　Regardless of what profession, what level, in the same field, people who can diligently practice are all respectable experts!

　　 this moment.

　　 Even Shen He was shocked.

　　 "This teacher Wang has such a realm?"

　　 Shenhe looked solemn.

　　 He has heard from the teacher before that there are such a group of people who are not afraid of the world, do not ask for fame and fortune, care about the truth and technology, and are true technocrats!

　　I never thought that Han Feng's master was such a person.

　　 If you look at it this way...

　　 He was really abrupt when he rushed to arrest people.

"Um."

　　Han Feng deeply agrees, "If your talent is too weak to break through, so can you. My Uncle Zhang has been immersed for decades during the internship."

in those days.

　　 He is also a professional product manager who has been immersed in English Level 4 for decades!

　　 Shen He:? ? ?

　　 You? It seems to be teasing me? !