I Just Want To Be A Salted Fish Quietly

Talking to people with high emotional intelligence is comfortable.

Mu Wanqing blinked her big eyes, and said with a mischievous smile, "What? Do you still want to charge me for tuition?"

"Oh, that's a good proposal!" Lin Xian joked.

To be honest, the two of them were not familiar with each other before, it can be said that they just met by chance, they just knew each other.

But tonight's game brought their relationship closer and they began to get acquainted.

For example, now, the two have begun to tease and joke with each other.

At this time, the roar of the engine was getting closer.

The two turned their heads and looked at the track in the distance.

The champion of tonight's game is actually just a bonus, the real highlight is the father-son game between Wei Xun and Huang Yijing.

The loser not only has to kneel down and call Dad, but also has a huge gamble worth 37 million yuan!

Although Lin Xian performed too well and stole most of the limelight, the father-son game was still full of highlights.

The sound is getting closer, and even the bright headlights can already be seen.

For a moment, everyone turned their heads in unison, their eyes fixed on the track ahead, with deep curiosity in their eyes.

After a few seconds.

The Porsche 918 and the Koenigsegg Regera are driving side by side and come out of the corner at the same time.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the open space immediately talked about it.

"What is this? A tie?"

"From my point of view, it seems that Huang Yijing won.

"Fart, it's obviously Latiao who is leading."

"Who won? Can you give me an exact number?"

"You'll know when you watch the video playback later."

The speed of the two cars was so fast that in other people's eyes, they couldn't tell the front and back, and they seemed to arrive at the same time.

But in Lin Xian's almost slow-moving eyes, the Porsche 918 is a quarter ahead of the Koenigsegg Regera.

With a slight advantage, Wei Xun won the father-son game.

The two sports cars slowed down slowly and finally stopped next to the Ferrari 812.

Wei Xun and Huang Yijing pushed the door and got out of the car almost at the same time.

Huang Yijing's expression was uncertain, but he sneered and said: "Latiao, wait to call daddy"!

"WDNMD, I obviously won!"

Wei Xun quit immediately, exhaling fragrantly out of habit.

Don't look at the fierceness of their mouths, in fact, the two of them have no idea in their hearts, and they are so desperate!

It's just that I can't lose in terms of momentum, so I forcefully speak hard.

Just now they rushed out of the curve together, the two cars were close together, the difference was only a quarter of a body, and both of them were focused on the operation at the time, so they couldn't find out who won.

Wei Xun's character was more upright, and he shouted: "Where did the referee die? Who won?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man who was in charge of drawing lots walked forward quickly.

For a moment, everyone's eyes focused on the referee.

Especially Huang Yijing and Wei Xun, their eyes were tense and their expressions were a little ferocious, as if they would pounce on the referee at any time.

After all, the gamble is too big, neither of them can afford to lose.

Seeing this scene, the referee's heart skipped a beat.

He is not a fool, knowing that at this time, no matter who is judged to win, the other party will definitely hate him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help swallowing, pretending to be calm and shaking his head: "Wei Shao and Huang Shao's speed was too fast just now, I didn't see clearly [you have to watch the video playback to judge who wins!"

In fact, he saw very clearly just now that Wei Xun had won.

But he dare not say it!

He is very clear about Huang Yijing's nickname and personality.

The big yellow dog can turn his face faster than a book, just like a mad dog.

Fortunately, he was more witty, saying that he didn't see it clearly, and proposed to play back the video.

At that time, when the video is played back, everyone will be present, and everyone will be like a referee, so Huang Yijing will not blame himself.

Hearing what the referee said, everyone was slightly disappointed.

But Huang Yijing and Wei Xun became even more nervous.

Annoyed, Wei Xun took out a cigarette and lit it, urging: "Then quickly play back the video!"

"Young Master Wei, wait a moment, I'll arrange for a team of technicians to prepare for the playback."

The middle-aged referee wiped the cold on his forehead, turned around and left.

At this time, the roar of the engine came again from a distance, and other racing cars also came to the finish line one after another.

After the young man with yellow hair got off the GTR, he came straight to Lin Xian.

Walking quickly to Lin Xian, I saw him excitedly saying: "Master, I am your idol... No, you are my fan... Never mind, anyway, can you teach I inertial drift?"

Lin Xian was taken aback for a moment, and said perfunctorily, "It's very simple, you can play Need for Speed ​​more and you'll be fine!"

It's okay to teach Mu Wanqing, after all, she is a sunny and generous beauty, sitting in the co-pilot is more eye-catching.

As for the non-mainstream yellow hair in front of him, forget it.

Besides, Mu Wanqing is his senior sister and friend at any rate, so the friendship is there. As for the yellow hair, he didn't know him at all.

`~ Don’t mind me! Brother, you are my own brother, teach me!”

Huang Mao heard the perfunctory meaning in his words, and hurriedly asked for advice.

Lin Xian was so annoyed by him that he had no choice but to say, "Even if I teach you, you can't use it. Inertia drift must be fast enough to corner, and your modified GTR car is too heavy, and high-speed steering will definitely push the head , unless you get another car!"

Hearing this, Huang Mao's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Master, what car do you want to change?"

"Well, you can change to a Mazda FC!"

Mazda FC?

Huang Mao was taken aback, and asked flatly, "Why?"

Lin Xian said calmly: "Because it's cheap, I don't feel bad if it gets damaged!"

"Pfft!"

Mu Wanqing on the side couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

Only then did Huang Mao come to his senses, and said painfully: "Master, (Zhao De's) stop joking, I'm serious!"

"Who's kidding you!"

Lin Xian glanced at him and said, "You want to learn how to drift around corners without getting into a car accident. How can there be such a good thing?"

There is nothing wrong with that.

Every cool and handsome car skill is tempered in car accidents.

Anyone who plays racing cars, who hasn't had a few car accidents?

Unless you can have a system like Lin Xian.

Huangmao looked hesitant, his eyes struggling.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! God, I'll listen to you. I'll buy an FC when I have pocket money next month!"

"Go!"

Lin Xian waved his hand, indicating that he can get out.

Watching the young man with yellow hair leave, Mu Wanqing asked doubtfully, "If he buys FC, do you really teach him?"

Lin Xian said with a smirk: "Don't worry, he can't buy it! FC stopped production more than 20 years ago!".