As the car traveled along and slowed down, the bus quickly vanished into the distance, disappearing from Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke's sight.
"Small world..." Lou Cheng shook his head and couldn't help laughing. He pushed up his glasses and sighed.
He knew very well that his online friends from the Longhu Club forum would be watching the competition today, but he hadn't thought that he'd suddenly run into them on the way there.
Of course, this was all just in his head. Even if they had seen the passenger inside the car, they wouldn't have known that it was their good friend Schrodinger's Tiger, and there was a high probability they wouldn't even recognize that it was Lou Cheng.
Yan Zheke laughed and hummed upon hearing this, then looked at her husband.
"Cheng, I've just remembered the lyric from a song!"
"What?" Lou Cheng asked curiously.
