Rebirth I can upgrade

Chapter 227 Pots and bowls?

Originally, Zhu Yang and Ye Yu were walking in front, but Peng Ying's mother behind them got so crazy that she took two steps at a time, trotted forward for a while, and rushed in front of Zhu Yang.

Peng Ying had no choice but to follow closely.

The four people were divided into two groups, walking one behind the other, and after a while, they entered the parking lot.

Peng Ying's mother took out her keys, opened the trunk of the BMW, put the things she bought in, and closed the trunk with a bang.

At this time, Zhu Yang also passed by her, and Peng Ying's mother said:

"You bought so many things. I see you are riding a bicycle. How can you bring so many things back?"

Zhu Yang was also very angry. Originally, he was a little worried about Peng Ying's face and didn't want to embarrass her so much, but everyone else was rubbing their noses in her face, so don't be polite to him. Now he really wants to see what she will do when the time comes.

What kind of expression will it have?

Zhu Yang hesitated for a moment, transferred the items from his right hand to his left hand, freed his right hand, fumbled around in his pocket, took out the car key, and found a convertible-hardtop switch on the key, which was densely packed with buttons.

"Tweet."

"Buzz..."

Zhu Yang pressed down, and the convertible of the black Ferrari slowly began to retract with a strange mechanical sound. More than 10 seconds later, the hard-top Ferrari changed to open-top mode.

"Whose is this black Ferrari? There seems to be no one around?" Peng Ying's mother muttered in her heart and scanned the entire parking lot. Except for the four of them, there was no one else.

"Does that black Ferrari sports car belong to him?" Peng Ying's mother suddenly had a ridiculous idea in her heart, and then shook her head, "How is this possible? It's impossible, it's just a poor kid. No matter how you look at it, it's impossible."

It’s not like a rich person, hum, just pretending”

Although she tried her best to deny it, the fact that the sports car was Zhu Yang could not be changed.

"Bang bang bang."

Zhu Yang threw all the things he just bought into the back seat, then opened the car door and jumped in, all at once.

Watching Zhu Yang get into the car, Peng Ying and Peng Ying's mother were both dumbfounded, their eyes widened with astonishment on their faces, especially Peng Ying's mother, who had a big mouth and eyes full of disbelief.

, especially that face, which was as red as a monkey's butt, burning, as if someone had slapped her in the face.

She had humiliated others countless times and gained perverted pleasure. She had never humiliated herself like this before. Just now she was bragging in front of others, what kind of broken bicycle? What kind of sunscreen worth 1,300 yuan? What kind of BMW car? Thinking of these,

Her face turned red and white, and she was about to collapse.

"Boom boom"

Zhu Yang started the car, and the engine's pleasant roar and buzzing brought Peng Ying's mother back, who was still in a daze. However, she did not dare to look at Zhu Yang and regarded others as poor boys.

To suffer retribution so quickly, such a humiliating thing, and in front of her own daughter, made her want to find a hole to crawl in.

Peng Ying's mother had some extravagant hopes that this sports car was not Zhu Yang's, but the roar of the motor shattered all her hopes. They had already started it, so what else could they expect?

"buzz"

After stepping on the accelerator a little, Zhu Yang walked out of the parking lot directly. He didn't go up to laugh at Peng Ying's mother, but just left. A little stimulation was enough, after all, Peng Ying was still there.

Watching Zhu Yang and Ye Yu go away, Peng Ying and her mother chose to remain silent. The mother and daughter looked at each other and got into the BMW. The atmosphere was very depressing.

"Xiaoying...your classmate..." After hesitating for a while, Peng Ying's mother opened her mouth and was about to ask something.

"Don't ask, I don't know anything. You do this to my classmates every time. How many classmates and friends do you want me to lose before you are willing to accept it? How can I have a mother like you?" The hoarse shouts came from Peng Ying.

shouted out of his mouth.

"Xiaoying, I..."

"Stop talking, let's go..." Peng Ying said weakly and lay down on the back seat, her expression full of fatigue.

Knowing that Peng Ying was in a bad mood, Peng Ying's mother drove out of the parking lot without saying anything.

After Zhu Yang sent Ye Yu home, he went to Baihui again and filled up several space rings. It was a mess and contained everything.

…

The next morning, at Zhu Yang's home, the sound of 'ding-ding-dong-dong' came from the living room. Among them, a graceful figure was squatting on the ground, holding something in a bag next to it...

"I need to bring this... I also need to bring this, and this, but what to do with this, it can't be put in..." Ye Yu muttered, and took out the things that had been put in.

"Xiaoyu, what are you doing so early in the morning?" Zhu Yang was carrying a satchel on his back, with only a few clothes in it. Carrying this bag was just to show off, and he didn't bring anything with him. It was shocking.

"Brother Zhu Yang, I can't take anything with me. There are too many things. What should I do?" Ye Yu muttered.

"You go to the garage and wait for me. I will help you bring these things." Zhu Yang said.

"Okay" Ye Yu had complete trust in Zhu Yang. He shouted happily and ran out the door.

"Pot? Bowl? Why are you carrying these things?" Looking at the pot with a handle exposed in the backpack, Zhu Yang was a little collapsed. He picked it up casually and took back the space ring except for the backpack containing clothes.

After walking to the garage, Zhu Yang handed the bag to Ye Yu, and then said: "I will bring the other things to you when we get to the military training base."

"Yeah, I know~" Ye Yu, who was sitting in the black Ferrari, nodded and said.

"Then let's set off." Zhu Yang called softly, and the sports car made a burst of noise and rushed out of the door.

…

In Quanzhou No. 5 Middle School, Class 7, Grade 1, many students gathered around and were discussing something quite intensely.

"I have been to Zimao Mountain this time when I was in junior high school. The environment is very good, and the training is relaxed and relaxed, which is quite good."

"Is that so? I've been there once, and there are some perverted instructors there who eat girls' food during training. They're so annoying," a girl said angrily.

"Anyway, you'll know when the time comes. I hate military training the most. It's tiring and hard."

A few people were discussing here. Zhu Yang and Ye Yu had also walked in. As for the black sports car, Zhu Yang parked it in a nearby parking lot, but it was still discovered by many classmates. Fortunately, it was other people.

For the class, it shouldn't cause much of a stir.

"Zhu Yang, Ye Yu, you're here too, why did you bring so little?" The speaker was none other than Wen Yuan, who had smoky eyebrows last time.

"It will be troublesome to bring so many things." Zhu Yang said, Ye Yu nodded towards Wen Yuan, and then returned to his seat. Meng Mengmeng had been waiting for a long time there, and when she saw Ye Yu coming, she immediately

When he and Ye Yu started chatting, Zhu Yang also saw that the bag Meng Mengmeng was carrying was definitely a heavyweight.

Perhaps sensing that Zhu Yang was not very interested, Wen Yuan returned to her original position, chatting with her deskmate, Peng Ying.

Peng Ying's face was not very good, and the dark circles under her eyes were very serious. It was obvious that she had not slept well last night. When she saw Zhu Yang, she only showed a slightly tired smile.

There are more and more students in the class. Each student is carrying a variety of backpacks, some big and some small. There are even a few female students who just come over with their handbags. They are more chic than Zhu Yang. Is it possible?

Do they also have space rings?

When the clock pointed to 8 o'clock, the school bell rang, and the students consciously sat down in their seats. At this time, Xia Yun also walked in.

Xia Yun was wearing very cool clothes today, a white sportswear, a sporty short skirt, and a pair of ankle boots. She was very sporty, and most importantly, Xia Yun was actually carrying a backpack.

, it seems that he plans to go with his classmates.

"Teacher, you are dressed so innocently today, what are you planning to do?" Zhu Yang said deliberately.

"Of course I'm going to military training with you, what else can I do?" Xia Yun rolled his eyes.

"Okay, okay, let's check if everything is ready. The journey this time is quite long. Some students who are motion sick should come here to get some motion sickness pills." Xia Yun took out a brown bottle and pointed it at her classmates.

they said.

"Teacher, I'm carsick." After hearing Xia Yun's words, someone immediately ran up, took a pill, and walked off again.

"I get carsick too~"

"And I…"

More than ten people went up in a row, and it seemed that the physical fitness of the students was not very good.

"Ding-a-ling, jingle-a-ling."

Another 10 minutes passed, and the bell rang again. As the bell rang, the school suddenly burst into cheers. Countless students walked out of the teaching building, each carrying various backpacks, travel bags, and satchels.

, gathered in the playground.

"Military training, military training, old fat man, how much money did you bring this time?"

"I brought more than 1,000, what do you think?" said the woman named Lao Pang.

"I just brought over 400. If it's not enough by then, you might want to sponsor some more?"

Listening to the discussion between the two, Zhu Yang sighed. He remembered that when he went to military training before, he only brought more than 100 yuan a day for seven days of military training. Fortunately, now that the economic situation has improved, I want to bring millions to military training.

Zhu Yang shouted in his heart.

Since you are participating in military training, you still have to talk a lot, but this time the person participating is not the principal, but the vice principal.

After more than 20 minutes, the buses used to load the students came slowly.

Xia Yun called her name again and then led her classmates into the car.