MTL - Mixed In the United States As a Local Tyrant-Chapter 359 Fame is not small [three more]

  Chapter 359 Not a little famous

   (Submit it at the third watch, I heard that you can ask for a ticket)

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   After the interview, An Feng asked his brother-in-law to take him to gossip.

An Hui, who was about to die, finally became a little shy, and pulled An Feng and refused to let him go. The reason in his mouth was that he was disturbing other people's classes. An Feng smiled: "I just went to have a look at the head office. ? At least let me see He Fangsheng is so powerful and has such a skill."

  In the end, An Hui naturally failed to stop An Feng. The brother-in-law asked the assistant for the location of Teacher Ma Tao. Coincidentally, they happened to be in class, so they rushed to the class they were in, the fifth grade, who taught Chinese. Several people struggled in the inner corridor and finally found the right place.

Looks pretty good, gentle and elegant, with a very magnetic voice, he will call out any troublemakers in the audience, he uses a very humorous way to mobilize the enthusiasm of the students, the appearance is also good, young women of the right age will be tempted after seeing it , An Feng turned around and said, "How old are you?"

   "Why do you ask this?" She pouted.

   "Can't you care about you?" An Feng looked at the people on the podium, "If you don't say it, I will ask it myself later."

   "Okay, twenty-seven." An Hui convinced him, "Are you satisfied?"

   "You are quite young." An Feng said, "If it is true love, I wish you all the best."

An Hui leaned against the wall and said, "Thank you. Others are always talking about that. Either they think there is a purpose or the age gap of seven or eight years is not suitable, but how can there be so many purposes? It's just a rediscovery of fate many years ago. What is there to do for an ordinary worker."

   "Age is not a problem. See how harmonious Joanna and I are." An Feng said, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the children listened to the young teacher's last words with great interest, before resuming the noisy scene. He also packed up his things and walked out, bumping into a few people by the back door.

   Ma Tao came over generously: "Hello, sir and madam, Principal An!"

  An Feng said very seriously: "I said, Mr. Ma, your title is a bit unclear. You are usually called 'Principal An'..."

   "Let's go!" An Hui hurriedly pulled him away. Joanna looked at them with a smile, and turned to Ma Tao and said, "You must be my sister's boyfriend, right?"

  Ma Tao suddenly felt a little shy: "Yes."

   "She is a very careful person and very caring, bless you all." Joanna said.

   "Thank you." Ma Tao said.

   "I didn't make you nervous, did I?" Joanna looked at him.

"No, ma'am." Ma Tao said, but his face was already flushed, and he didn't know if it was because of his boyfriend and girlfriend, or because he was at a loss in front of such a tall and beautiful foreign girl, or because of the group of hairy children beside him. The reason is quietly onlookers.

   "Okay, Mr. Shy, see you next time!" Joanna smiled and waved to him, then turned and followed the shouting people in front.

  …

  Visit activities last until noon before nap.

  An Feng is very satisfied. Although the school may not be able to change the current situation, it is an attempt, and the next best thing is to be able to educate children to be human beings, which is also a merit. Education is not a day and night, there is no hope for ten or eight years, but An Feng is very confident and rich.

  An Feng’s money to buy a classic sports car is probably enough to run the school for several years, and he has a heavy tax burden, and he can get tax deductions for donating to the foundation, which is a win-win situation. This year he still plans to continue to donate a few hundred million to the foundation. There is nothing to do with too much money.

  After the end, return to the city and continue to stay in Anfeng for a few days according to the itinerary.

  At the request of his brother-in-law, he also visited the brand-new store. The decoration is quite good and the business is good. He feels that he is quite talented in this line of work. But An Feng has always cared about the shortage and allowed it to develop. In his eyes, those profits have to be divided by six, and he doesn't think it's much.

  The Q5 that drove away her brother-in-law when she had nothing to do, and drove Joanna around.

To be honest, apart from her impressions of Chinese cities, she has never seen many other villages or suburban scenic spots. An Feng took her to visit, and after shopping around, she continued to go north to the provincial capital to find some treasures... This is Affected by the old man who has nothing to do in the community, it is said that the old man found a treasure at the flower and bird market in the city: a beautiful blue and white porcelain bowl. As soon as he fooled around, the foreign girl was full of yearning for treasure hunting.

  Anyway, it's just shopping, and there are many rare things in the flower and bird market, so An Feng will accompany her to go shopping.

Drive to the provincial capital, take the airport expressway, when you are approaching, you encounter an accident ahead, the traffic police reminds you to turn off the expressway at the exit of the expressway, An Feng follows the car in front of you to get off the expressway, and continue to follow the GPS shortcut, the road is a bit dilapidated, so drive for a while , saw a trailer stuck in front of the road, and several people around were checking the condition of the rear wheels. An Feng also saw a colorful modified car on the trailer.

   At this time, there were no cars passing by around, so they waved for help when An Feng passed by.

  An Feng rolled down the car window: "What's going on?"

  A short-haired man in his thirties said: "It's all broken roads! Just avoid a hole and you'll get stuck on the side of the road. Can you help me drag it up?"

   "Can my car be towed?" An Feng said.

   "It should be possible. The trailer can also start normally, and an external force is needed." The other party said, looking at the two people wearing sunglasses in the car, "Hey, is this foreign girl your wife?"

   "Haha, that's right." An Feng smiled.

  The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Glory for the country, buddy! I always see those women looking for a foreigner, but I don't see a few men who are capable. You are really good!"

   "Thank you!" An Feng looked at the car on the trailer, "Is this a racing car?"

  The middle-aged man said: "The modified track car is going to a nearby racing track. Now time is tight. The driver has arrived, and our car is still halfway."

   "Okay, do you have a tow rope?" An Feng asked.

  The middle-aged man is very straightforward: "No problem, we have it here!"

  An Feng drove to the front, hooked up the tow rope, and started the two cars. The middle-aged man was in front of the command, and it took a few minutes to drag the trailer out of the roadside pit. The middle-aged man came over to give him a cigarette, An Feng smiled and shook his head to refuse, but asked, "Is there a new racing track near here?"

   "It has been built in the past few years, and you are interested in some domestic competitions, brother?" asked the middle-aged man.

   "I would like to take a look." An Feng said.

  The middle-aged man said without hesitation: "No problem, we will take you in. Today there is a team to practice. They are very professional. We also have masters here."

  An Feng turned to look at Joanna, she said, "You decide, I'm not in a hurry."

  Finally, An Feng drove them to the racing track not far from here. The entrance was still the XX International Circuit, which was quite arrogant, but when he entered, there was only an ordinary track, an off-road track, and a few simple spectator stands. The track is new and the asphalt is clean.

After parking, those people were unloading the racing car. It was a blue Chevrolet Cruze covered with sponsor advertisements. modified racing car. An Feng took off his sunglasses and took a closer look.

   "What level of field competition?" An Feng asked.

   "1600cc." The middle-aged man turned his head and was stunned for a moment, then looked at the foreign girl beside him, then looked at An Feng, and asked doubtfully, "You just came from a foreign country?"

   "Yes, do you have any questions?" An Feng was surprised.

   "Are you Ann, the driver of the electric car?" the middle-aged man asked.

   "Hey." Joanna smiled and touched him with her arm, "You are really famous."

  An Feng smiled: "It's me."

   "It's a pleasure to meet you! My name is Shang Xiong, an amateur engineer." Shang Xiong came over and reached out to him.

   "An Feng. Of course it's also called Bruce." An Feng shook hands with him.

   "I didn't expect to see you here." Shang Xiong said happily, "We all watched the broadcast of the Maserati race. Your driving skills are top-notch!"

   "Thank you for your support." An Feng smiled.

  When the team members heard this, they all stopped what they were doing. Coincidentally, although the scale of the first electric touring car race is not large, it has attracted a lot of attention. Racing fans or drivers can watch the live broadcast of the race on the Internet, and there are also some in China. As a result, everyone remembered him through the race.

   When real people appear thousands of miles away, surprises are inevitable.

Everyone was admiring in their tone, and asked him how it felt to drive an electric racing car. Unable to hold back his enthusiasm, An Feng talked about some of them with huge differences, but someone shouted, and other teams around him gathered around, wanting to see Take a look at the rumored top drivers.

After talking for about ten minutes, the field practice started, and the crowd dispersed. Shang Xiong invited him to see the performance of the team. An Feng also had the intention, but when the driver appeared, it was a boy who was a little immature. At the age of seventeen or eighteen, he gathered around An Feng to listen to his experiences just now.

   "He's the driver?" An Feng asked in surprise. At that time, he thought someone's child didn't go to school.

  Shang Xiong smiled: "Yes, his name is Zhou Hang. He is the main force of the team. He is almost nineteen this year. Regardless of his young age, he is very talented in racing."

   As he said that, Shang Xiong yelled at Zhou Hang who was about to get in the car: "Behave well, the master will give you advice today!"

  Zhou Hang nodded and got into the car.

   "Where shall we sit?" Shang Xiong pointed to the auditorium.

  An Feng supported Joanna to walk a section of the dirt road, came to the auditorium and sat down.

  Practice also started. Zhou Hang's blue Chevrolet drove onto the track proficiently. Since it was a practice race, a car was dispatched every 30 seconds to avoid racing drivers and to practice freely. The blue Chevrolet was so skilled it hadn't even occurred to him that the driver who was driving the vehicle was eighteen.

  Chevrolet ran a few laps and then drove into the pits. There seemed to be something wrong with the car, and the technicians were adjusting it. Practice is usually the time to check the faults of the racing car. You are not afraid of faults, but you are afraid that you will not be able to detect them. Problems will only occur during the real race, and that is the worst luck.

  Shang Xiong took people to the maintenance station, and An Feng also went to have a look.

   "What's going on?" Shang Xiong asked.

   Zhou Hang, who took off his helmet, said: "It seems to be the air cooling pipe of the brake disc, and the brake disc is overheated."

  The maintenance personnel opened the hood. Professional racers will modify the ventilation grille, connect a few ventilation pipes, and connect the other end to the brake disc, so that when the car is running at high speed, more cold air will blow to the brake disc to cool down. This may be the problem now and needs to be repaired.

  A careful staff brought a folding chair to Joanna. She must be uncomfortable standing in high heels.

The others were busy around the racing car, An Feng was watching with his arms folded, Zhou Hang was also at the side, but he was very quiet, he didn't seem to like to talk, after a while, he turned to look at An Feng, An Feng also met his gaze Seeing that he didn't speak, An Feng said, "When did you practice driving?"

   "Fifteen years old." Zhou Hang said. It really is shy, someone has to speak first.

   "Fifteen years old? I used to ride a motorcycle on mountain roads." An Feng said.

  Zhou Hang smiled: "I can do it at the age of fourteen, and I can touch four wheels at the age of fifteen."

   "You are better than me!" An Feng laughed.

  (end of this chapter)