Although Song Ersheng doesn't believe in the driving skills of Mimeng, the main reason is the road situation in the imperial capital, and it is useless to drive this car.
Not to mention it's quite close.
So she was wearing a helmet and being carried by Dream.
Then, on the way back, I met the traffic police raid road inspection.
"Although both of them are adults and have driving books, they are still a little weak unconsciously.
Because this motorcycle has no license plate, there is a temporary one, and the dream is not posted, she is ugly.
After being stopped, Song Ersheng came down first, but did not take off his helmet.
Mimeng took off his helmet and gave the traffic police his driving book.
The traffic police are a little old, their eyes are poisonous, and there must be no problem with driving, but "how old" this motorcycle is on the road without a license, but it looks like a new car, there should be a temporary license plate, but I didn't see it Mimeng coughed, "Nineteen, almost twenty."
Isn't it all written with the date of birth?"
The old traffic policeman didn't care about the dream's tone, and tilted his head to look at Song Ersheng, "The helmet is off."
"I'm still wondering what to do next.
Song Ersheng couldn't help it, he felt a little ashamed in his heart, but he still took off his helmet.
The old traffic policeman and several traffic police drivers behind him suddenly felt that there were flowers in front of them.
Cough.
In the end, he is old and has seen a lot, the old traffic policeman came back to his senses first, coughed, "How old is it, did you bring your ID card?"
or let it go first Song Ersheng and Mimeng didn't even bring money when they went out, let alone ID cards.
"Eighteen."
Then he reported his ID number.
The old traffic policeman was almost stunned by Song Ersheng's beauty, "This car is not suitable for piggybacking, don't do this in the future, go to high school, pay attention to safety, don't let the family worry about it."
After jotting down Misante's name, ID number, and landline number, he returned the driver's notebook to Miscellaneous. ignored the prompt from the colleague behind him asking him to ask Song Ersheng's name and phone number.
Mimeng took the driving book without words, Song Ersheng responded, thanked him, pulled Mimeng, Mimeng also thanked him, and he was about to put on a helmet and leave with Song Ersheng.
Since everyone is pretending to be confused, Rensuke still raised his noble hand and let him go, so let's leave quickly.
But at this moment, a few people suddenly rushed in front, holding the microphone and carrying the camera, and it was the TV station that was following. went straight to Song Ersheng and came over.
Just now they were filming others in front, and from a distance, the reporter saw Song Ersheng, and at the same time beckoned the cameraman to hurry up and shoot, he ran over.
Because the cameraman said that it was blocked, he couldn't shoot the whole face.
When the old traffic policeman blocked Song Ersheng first, Song Ersheng also turned around and quickly put on his helmet.
Mimeng was already super unhappy, pulled Song Ersheng behind him, and sneered at the reporters and cameras who had rushed over with his helmet.
"May I ask where you are from" The reporter opened his mouth very kindly and casually, constantly looking to see Song Ersheng.
Even though she's wearing a helmet, this figure is still peerless.
The reporter is a little girl in her twenties, just thinking about photographing such a super beauty, and the station will definitely let her do this interview.
Mimeng looked at the reporter with unkind eyes, and then looked at the camera, "Do you care what you shoot, do you know what kind of photos you take, do you know that it violates my portrait rights, turn it off early, don't look for it, it's not happy" The old traffic policeman also signaled the cameraman to stop shooting, but the cameraman was also thinking about the super beauty who didn't take a picture of her face just now.
Completely ignore the eyes of the old traffic policeman.
Anyway, if something happens, you can return it to the little reporter, he's just a follower.
The reporter didn't care about the dream at all, "We want to know about the road conditions here, you are from the imperial capital, you look very young, can you ride a motorcycle, can you take people with this kind of motorcycle, isn't it illegal" The reporter turned his head and asked the old traffic policeman.
The old traffic policeman thought to himself, this is a person who has no eyesight, and he doesn't look at how a person riding such a motorcycle can be an instigator, so he actually asks vigorously.
He also deducted such a big hat when he came up, and he didn't say that it was illegal, "It's not illegal." ” "This motorcycle doesn't have a license plate," the reporter exclaimed. “” The old traffic policeman was silent.
Dream grinding teeth, "this is a new car" "You also need to have a license plate for a new car on the road, isn't it" The reporter wanted to squeeze to Song Ersheng's side, but was pushed by the dream, "You're full, right?"
pointed to the camera, "Don't you shoot, didn't hear it" This looks like it's three thousand.
The reporter was pushed by the dream, and he was not happy, so he pointed the microphone at Song Ersheng, "How old is this young lady, why don't you dare to show her true face, is she drinking?"
"What kind of lady are you, hurry up" After Mimeng pushed the reporter again, he wanted to leave with Song Ersheng.
But the female reporter grabbed the handlebar of the motorcycle, "You are on the road without a license, you seem to be drinking, you can't go" looked back at the old traffic policeman, "Are you deliberately going to let them go, what do they have to do with you, this car looks very valuable, is it because of their unusual status, do you deliberately turn a blind eye to them who are on the road without a license?"
Just talk a lot about you Mimeng was in a hurry, and just as he was about to speak, Song Ersheng grabbed his hand, "Let's go."
Saying that, he didn't want a motorcycle anymore, and pulled Mimeng to the front of the road and stopped a taxi.
The female reporter and the traffic police were stunned, the female reporter looked at the motorcycle, and then at the big beauty wearing a helmet, "Are you going to abandon the car and run away?"
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Mimeng turned around, "Can you not speak, you were dumb and poisoned in your last life, you" Song Ersheng didn't let the dream go on, glanced back at the female reporter, reached out and opened the goggles, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes containing the spring breeze, "Are you a reporter or a screenwriter" pointed to the motorcycle, "You want to push it away and try it."
There was no fluctuation in the calm eyes, but for no reason the female reporter's heart trembled, and the hand holding the handlebar of the motorcycle subconsciously let go.
The taxi came, and before getting into the car, Mimeng said to the old traffic policeman, "I'll go to you to get the car."
"I have the heart to throw it away, but she hasn't had enough new ones, so she is reluctant to throw it away, so she still has to pay the fine and get the car.
"It's a fluke."
Such a big step away, the dream is just to get the car and want to try, thinking that it is okay if there is no temporary plate, who knows that it is such an inch, and met the car checker.
There are many times when this section of the road is controlled, but there are really not many times to check the car, so why is it so unlucky However, "how can today's reporters be so virtuous and full of nonsense." ” Misty dreams are very unhappy.
Song Ersheng is tidying up his hair, and wearing a helmet is ruining his hairstyle, "Renjie is not nonsense."
It's just that the way of inducing speech is too low-level.
It's just that we're wrong, forget it. ” t1706231537: