He returned to Uncle Lu’s community without saying a word. The smoky makeup on Lu Ningjing’s face also showed traces due to tears.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Yifei flipped around his body, found a pack of tissues and handed them over and said, "Print your face, and if you don't know later, you will think I've bullied you."

"Don't you?"

Perhaps the most embarrassing look had been seen by Zhang Yifei. Lu Ningjing is now in a much cheerful state and no longer has the cold attitude she had before.

"Damn, you can eat things randomly, and you can't talk nonsense. When will I bully you?"

Zhang Yifei quickly defended himself, it would be so embarrassing if Uncle Lu misunderstood this.

"No matter, if my parents ask, they will say you did it."

After saying this, Lu Ningjing ran into the elevator, completely unreasonable. Zhang Yifei was also stunned by this change. No wonder women are fickle. This little girl knows this trick when she is only in her teenage movie. She is really amazing.

When he returned to Uncle Lu's house, Lu Ningjing opened the door with the key and found that the light inside was still on. Uncle Lu and his wife were not sleeping and were sitting on the sofa waiting for them to go home.

"Hey, why are you two back together?"

Aunt Lu came over and saw Zhang Yifei and Lu Ningjing appear at the door at the same time, and asked unexpectedly.

"We happened to meet at the elevator entrance." Zhang Yifei replied casually, not telling Lu Ningjing about racing at night. He is not the kind of person who likes to report behind his back.

Sure enough, Zhang Yifei said this, Lu Ningjing put her hand behind her and quietly gave him a thumbs up.

When he entered the house, Uncle Lu also walked forward. He first looked at Lu Ningjing and looked at her already-dressed makeup. He felt anger coming up again. However, considering that there were guests at home, he could only suppress his anger and said in a reprimanding tone: "If you don't hurry up, what will it look like."

Faced with his father's reprimand, Lu Ningjing's face turned into the cold look he had before. She walked into the room on her own, and then closed the door with a "splash". This action made Lu Ningping feel that his blood pressure had risen, and his daughter was so disobedient.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Yifei suddenly felt that he understood Lu Ningjing a little. After all, he was a 16-year-old boy in his life. If his old man scolded him every day, he would probably have to become a rebellious boy...

"Yifei, how are you going tonight? Those guys in the Hong Kong Island circle are not making things difficult for you."

Lu Ningping stabilized his emotions and turned around and asked about Zhang Yifei's visit to the underground racing circle. He has been here for five or six years. He still knows a little about the character of those underground racing people. Young mainlanders like Zhang Yifei are easily provoked when they enter.

"Yes, I've got a job with someone named Lin Shujie."

"Lin Shujie? Lin Weixiang's son, the king of Ao Island?"

"It seems to be true. Xie Tiancheng has been mentioning the land king of the Island of Ao."

"You outperformed him? This kid had practiced karting under my hands for a while, but he couldn't bear the hardship of training and left halfway. Seriously, he still has a talent for racing, but he just doesn't have perseverance."

Lu Ningping's tone was a little emotional because he had a very impression of Lin Shujie. He came to study at the Hong Kong Island Kart Club a few years ago. He was in his early 1990s and had a good talent and foundation.

At that time, Lu Ningping was very optimistic about this little guy and even focused on training. Maybe a Chinese F1 racer would appear. Unexpectedly, this little guy started fishing for three days and two days of drying the net after less than half a year. He couldn't even see people behind him. I heard that he thought the kart training was too lucky and too tiring, so he didn't plan to continue.

Later, Mr. Lin went to the street racing. The excitement and satisfaction brought by driving a supercar on the street was something that cannot be given by boring club training, and it also better satisfy the vanity of the young man. However, Mr. Lin also has a foundation in kart training, and has invited private training on street racing, so even if it is just paddling, he is too far ahead in the starting line and is still a good-strength person on the street.

The strength is acceptable, and you can drive a supercar. Not to mention your peers, even street veterans may not be able to surpass him. Zhang Yifei met Lin Shujie tonight and won, which made Lu Ningping's evaluation of Zhang Yifei rise to another level.

"By the way, Uncle Lu, if you have time tomorrow, I want to go to the kart club with you."

Originally, Zhang Yifei didn't plan to go so early because he came to Hong Kong Island to get modified accessories and would go back to Guangzhou and Shenzhen soon. If he really wanted to train at Lu Ningping, at least he had to wait until he graduated from high school, and directly drop out of school or find a way to get into a sports university, so that he would have plenty of time to train for vocational training. It's too early to say that all this is all too early.

But Lu Ningping mentioned the kart club, which aroused Zhang Yifei's interest. Since they were already here, let's go over and take a look in advance. Anyway, they are idle.

"No problem, let's go together tomorrow." Lu Ningping nodded and agreed.

The next morning, Zhang Yifei woke up. One was a little uncomfortable sleeping in a strange place, and the other was that his long-term student habits made him adapt to getting up early, unless it was a rare day of vacation.

When he pushed open the door, he happened to see Uncle Lu stretching his body in the living room, so Zhang Yifei said hello: "Uncle Lu, it's so good."

"Beautiful, wash up quickly, go for a morning jog and exercise first, and then I'll take you through the morning tea in Hong Kong."

Morning tea is a traditional culture in the Guangdong-Hong Kong region. Unlike the usual breakfast, morning tea has many snacks to choose from, and it can be eaten for a few hours with a newspaper. Although Zhang Yifei is in Guangzhou and Shenzhen, to be honest, he really doesn’t eat morning tea much. The root cause is of course no money or time.

However, since he has arrived in Hong Kong Island, he naturally has to experience Hong Kong-style morning tea, so Zhang Yifei nodded and then quickly went to the bathroom to wash. With his efficiency, he could do it all in less than ten minutes.

The uncle and nephew went downstairs and started running morning along the park green belt. This was also the habit that Lu Ningping had maintained for many years. Even if he retired, he still insisted on basic physical exercise.

"Yifei, you said before that you want to become a professional driver, or even a Formula driver. But you must know that this road is extremely difficult, and countless people choose to give up halfway, and Lin Shujie is one of the examples."
Chapter completed!