A young girl driving a pickup gave off a strange vibe no matter how you looked at it.
There was a strong smell of gasoline in the car, but gradually, the smell of gasoline disappeared, leaving only the faint scent of osmanthus around Roland.
This made Roland's ride experience unusually comfortable.
The pickup drove very slowly, and Roland glanced sideways at Night Tide Sands and found that she seemed a little nervous.
A little nervous because she didn't drive much?
Understandable.
She was a female driver and hadn't been on the road much, so no wonder she was nervous. Wait … I'm the one in danger now.
This time it was Roland's turn to be nervous. He looked at Night Tide Sands and found that her jade-white face was slightly red.
Was this because she was too nervous?
Roland subconsciously looked at his body, saw that his seat belt was fastened, and then grabbed the right safety handle without a trace.
Fortunately, things didn't turn out as he feared, and Night Tide Sands drove the pickup slowly but steadily.
Neither of them spoke in the car until half an hour later, when the car stopped in front of a shop.
Roland jumped out of the car and finally breathed a sigh of relief when his feet touched the ground.
It was a sporting goods store with a somewhat retro name called Red Star Sports Supplies Store.
An old man smoking a hookah sat in a rocking chair in front of the store, riding the clouds.
Hearing the sound, the gray-haired old man looked up and narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw Night Tide Sands and Roland jump out of the pickup.
"Uncle Yu, I'm here again, to buy some rope and thick bamboo slices." Night Tide Sands walked up to the old man, her tone different from usual and quite gentle.
The old man put down the yellowed hookah in his hand, looked Night Tide Sands up and down for a moment, then grinned lightly. "First time seeing you in a dress, it looks pretty good."
Then he moved his eyes to Roland. "This is your boyfriend."
Night Tide Sands' ears reddened slightly, but she said calmly, "No, he's just our newly recruited student, and he's just here to help me move some things."
The old man named Uncle Yu stood up, his wrinkled yellow face smiling quite happily. "This is also the first time you've let a man help you with work, right? That's how it should be, girls should treat themselves better, don't be too stubborn and think about doing everything by yourself. "
"Don't worry about it. My brother often helps." Night Tide Sands glanced at Roland lightly, and seeing that he didn't react, she was slightly relieved, then continued to speak to the old man, "Okay, Uncle Yu, let's not talk so much, I'm in a hurry, give me what I want first."
"Alright, come with me," the old man said with a knowing smile, his hands behind his back.
Just as the three of them were about to enter the shop, the crisp sound of brakes came from not far behind them. A white car stopped in front of the shop, and a valiant and formidable-looking woman came down from it.
Roland was taken aback when he saw the man.
He knew this woman. She was Coach King of the mixed martial arts hall.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and felt a little awkward at the same time.
After Jin Wenwen got out of the car, she saw Roland immediately. Her eyes were slightly surprised, and then she chuckled.
This was truly a case of wearing out iron shoes in fruitless search, only to find it by chance without any effort.
Jin Wenwen had been looking for Roland for some time, but she didn't find any clues. She didn't expect to run into him here.
Night Tide Sands also saw Jin Wenwen, and her expression suddenly became a little unhappy.
Roland keenly noticed this out of the corner of his eye and thought it was a little strange.
Although Jin Wenwen was a beauty, she had a manly aura when she walked. She walked up to the two of them, looked left and right, and said with a smile, "I really didn't expect to see two acquaintances at once."
Two acquaintances? Night Tide Sands looked at Roland with a puzzled expression.
Roland nodded. "It's been a while, Coach King."
He didn't have any good feelings about this woman, and of course, he didn't have any bad feelings either.
"Why haven't you come to practice during this time?" Jin Wenwen looked at Roland curiously, and there was even some questioning in her eyes.
This woman seemed to be used to being domineering, and her words, intentionally or unintentionally, carried a commanding tone.
Roland was a little uncomfortable listening to this, and he replied slowly, "Don't you have nothing else to teach me?"
The tone sounded calm, but the rhetorical meaning in the sentence was obvious. Jin Wenwen frowned slightly. She wasn't used to men of her own age talking to her like this.
Next to her, Night Tide Sands found an opportunity to interject and ask, "You know each other?"
Roland nodded. "Yes, I learned MMA for a while at Coach King's boxing club."
"Oh." Night Tide Sands suddenly realized. "So you learned your MMA skills from them. Not bad, even my big brother says he's no match for you when he's unarmed. It seems that Coach King is very serious about teaching. "
At this time, Night Tide Sands smiled, which was rare, but it gave off a feeling of not smiling.
As one of the few "martial arts clubs" in the city, Night Tide Sands knew of Jin Wenwen, and Jin Wenwen naturally knew that the Qi family's miaodao techniques were quite powerful.
And Roland began to feel that the atmosphere was a little weird at this time.
Jin Wenwen sized up Night Tide Sands' expression for a while, then glanced back and forth between Roland and Night Tide Sands, and finally smiled smugly. "Yeah, I taught him almost all of my trump cards, and he learned them and ran away. Don't you think he's irresponsible? "
Night Tide Sands' expression began to turn a little dark.
Roland didn't quite understand the confrontation between women. Although he was a hardcore otaku, his EQ wasn't low, and he could read the atmosphere. He immediately said, "Coach King's words are quite ambiguous, do you speak like this to all men?"
Night Tide Sands froze for a moment, and her expression began to turn cold.
Jin Wenwen, on the other hand, frowned again, this time deeper than the last time.
With a short sentence, she broke the weird atmosphere and put herself on the same side as Night Tide Sands.
"I was just kidding, you're overreacting." Jin Wenwen made a helpless expression.
"We're not familiar, can't take a joke," Roland replied indifferently.
This woman had designs on his virtual cabin, and both her tone and attitude weren't good, so why should he play around with her?
Then he turned his gaze to Night Tide Sands. "Let's go move things, I have something to take care of later."
"Okay!" The corners of Night Tide Sands' mouth curled up slightly.
On the side, Old Uncle Yu couldn't close his mouth, smiling so much that his face was almost wrinkled into a chrysanthemum.
Before he turned around and went into the store, he even gave Roland a look that all men understood, quite a look of praise.
Roland, however, was baffled. He felt that Old Uncle Yu seemed to be pointing at something, but he didn't understand what was going on.
Jin Wenwen had been watching them work from the side.
Roland and Night Tide Sands didn't pay any more attention to her, moved a few rather heavy bags of thick bamboo pieces to the back of the pickup truck, and then drove away.
Jin Wenwen, on the other hand, took out a lady's cigarette, took a drag, and then said to the old man, "Old Uncle Yu, I'm here to buy some medicinal wine for bruises and blood circulation."
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