Chapter 30

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    He Qing was still sitting obediently at the traffic police station, waiting for the results. Several traffic policemen watched the road control video in front of the computer screen. All the interceptions were He Qing's driving pictures these days.

    Then, they watched it back and forth several times. In the video, except for the endless snake-like movement, the speed was basically below forty.

    If it weren't for the fact that the data actually slapped them in the face, just looking at it with the naked eye, the little sheep would still be like a little rocket that went wrong on the set, thriving on the road where cars go.

    The traffic police... don't want to talk at this time.

    He lightly kept her eyes open, and folded her small hands together. At the bottom of her heart, she still has confidence in speeding and overtaking, but...

    she still has a guilty conscience.

    Because...

    Little Sheep is still driving without a license, not a license.

    She didn't know before, or Feng had noticed two days ago and reminded her to find a time to get a card, but she hadn't had time to go.

    He Qing was still holding a loss of hope, maybe...

    Then, at this moment, a traffic policeman came out from behind the computer screen.

    He lifted his head slightly, blinked, and the traffic police intervened and looked down at her.

    "You really didn't violate the rules for speeding or overtaking," the traffic policeman said, and He swallowed softly, waiting nervously for the next words.

    "But..."

    "Your little sheep is on the road without a license, so your little sheep must be detained."

    He lightly tense breath suddenly disappeared, who knows, the traffic police hasn't finished the last One sentence.

    "By the way, you have to pay a fine of three hundred to show punishment."

    He said gently: "..." At

    this moment, five thunders were no more than that.

    At the moment he walked out of the traffic police station, He Qing reluctantly glanced at his little pink sheep, heartbroken and could not breathe.

    Goodbye, my little friend.

    Goodbye, my 300 votes.

    When he returned home late at night, He gently and weakly washed and retracted into the quilt, poor and helpless... Then, he fell asleep quickly.

    Small system: "..." The

    dog beep host is a big heart.

    Sure enough, when he woke up from sleep, the next day He Qing was still a new human with full of vitality.

    Suddenly, the small system was very tired, and wanted to dispel its sorrows like a human being. In the end, it really didn't want to look at the heartless host, and turned around to read philosophy books to find the liberation of the mind.

    On the Internet, the gossip news from Heqing, which started in the middle of the night and lasted until the day, after being polished by major marketing accounts, unsurprisingly, hot searches were taken over by her again.     Finally, he planted a blogger and Weibo backstage manager who had returned from the hair king. When he saw the familiar three-character He Qing, he suddenly pulled down a sad face, feeling a little cool on his scalp.     …     As a professional broker, one of Li Mei’s work every morning is to watch gossip on the Internet.     Then, Li Mei was so unprepared to see her previous artists in the top three of the hot search list.     "..."     Inadvertently clicked on a marketing craze named #落刻落圈艺人小翠花, cry as much as possible is not a sin#.     The author of this marketing account should write romance essays.     The content is written with beginnings and endings, the plot is ups and downs, and the emotion is full of emotions, which makes He lightly shaped into a helpless little pitiful who is desperate and oppressed by life.     Comparable to the lonely old man abandoned by everyone after retirement!     Li Mei: "..." Early in the morning, she suddenly had a heart attack.     After hesitating for so long, she was finally knocked down by this hot search early in the morning. She took out her mobile phone, turned out the familiar number, and dialed it.

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