I inherited a family fortune of 5000 years

Chapter 293

"Zhang Meng can't get out, and there will be no car gods in the world from now on!"

"His technology, no second person in the world can reach half of his!"

"This is driving technology beyond the limits of human beings!"

Racing drivers and racing enthusiasts all over the world gave Zhang Mengyu various evaluations on the spot, and Zhang Mengyu's name resounded in the audience.

"Mr. Zhang, do you have time to be interviewed by the media?" the host asked tentatively.

"It's all here, let's say a few words!" Zhang Mengyu nodded, leaving behind four car gods who were still doubting their lives.

Countless eyes and cameras were aimed at Zhang Mengyu at this time, and the media scrambled forward, for fear of missing any important information.

"Mr. Zhang, according to the first-hand information we have obtained, racers with the title of car god all over the world have already recognized your title of world car god. May I ask you to defeat four car gods this time and win the title of world car god?" Title, is there anything you want to say?"

"Well." Zhang Meng thought for a moment, "It seems that there is nothing special to say. The opponent's strength is too weak, so I don't feel too much."

"Hahaha!"

"I knew that Mr. Zhang was about to start again."

"Mr. Zhang, will you die if you speak human words? It's good to be polite!"

The Chinese audience at the scene suddenly burst into laughter. As for the racers and racing enthusiasts from other countries, although they were full of anger, they had nothing to say.

Compared with Zhang Mengyu, these people who are called car gods are really good.

"Mr. Zhang, your father is also a car god. Did you learn your driving skills from him?" Another reporter asked, "With such amazing driving skills, why haven't you considered choosing to become a professional racing driver?" Woolen cloth?
"I took the driver's license test myself, and my driving skills were also taught by my driving school coach. As for the second half of the question," Zhang Mengyu said, "Actually, I didn't even know that my dad used to be a car god before today. And I didn't know that he had been a racing driver, I thought that the driving skills of ordinary drivers should be like this, so I never thought that my skills could be a racing driver before!"

"Good guy!"

"Old Versailles!"

"Brother, prophet, this sentence was actually predicted by you!"

"Mr. Zhang is such a coquettish person, as long as you are coquettish enough, you will know how he wants to pretend!"

"Mr. Zhang, some people say that you are arrogant and look down on other drivers. What do you have to say about this?" A reporter asked a sharp question.

"What I want to say is very simple. Those who say that I am proud of my talents, I don't target anyone. They are all rookies anyway," Zhang Mengyu said, "If you are not convinced, you can challenge me at any time, but the bet is not 10 billion US dollars. Don't waste my time, I just want to be a quiet and handsome man."

As if Zhang Mengyu’s words aroused the dissatisfaction of those foreign reporters, a bald foreign reporter stood up and asked directly in English, “Mr. Zhang, I think this is very rude of you, you should respect all racers them!"

"I've never disrespected the racers. It was they who first called me a coward." Zhang Mengyu replied in very pure English.

"Fuck! Such fluent American English? Mr. Zhang's oral English skills are very strong!"

"Guys, I'm an English teacher, and his American English is so low, I sound like a native!"

"Good guy, Mr. Zhang still has this ability?"

"Mr. Zhang, it is said that China is a country of etiquette. I think this is just a vain name." Another reporter from Qingqiu stood up and said.

"Yes, yes, what you said is correct. Anyway, Confucius belongs to you, Huaxia belongs to you, the earth belongs to you, and the whole universe belongs to you!" Zhang Mengyu still replied in fluent Qingqiu language, "Don't talk to me. I'm right, and you're right!"

"What are they talking about?"

"Hahaha, Mr. Zhang is saying that they are badass!"

"Boss Zhang still understands Qingqiu language?"

"I'll go! An ordinary language genius?"

"Mr. Zhang, car racing is just a competitive sport. Although you are very strong in this area, our world also has many world-leading things. What you said just now is really inappropriate!"

"Jiepeng language is here? Is this trying to make things difficult for Mr. Zhang?" At this moment, everyone could see some clues. Those reporters from all over the world were interviewing Zhang Mengyu in foreign languages. Zhang Mengyu was alone on the stage, beside him. There is no translation, if you don't understand, it will definitely be a very embarrassing thing, and even more or less embarrassing, after all, this is a live broadcast all over the world!
"Oh, if you're talking about your country's achievements and attainments in love and action movies, then I take back what I just said!" Zhang Mengyu said calmly.

As early as the last Super Seminary transformed Zhang Menglong's body, Zhang Menglong felt that his learning ability, memory ability, body coordination ability, and spatial imagination ability have all been improved by leaps and bounds.

With a little spare time, he has now proficiently mastered the languages ​​of the world, and Zhang Menglong is also proficient in the languages ​​and characters of those lost civilizations.

"Clatter!" After listening to the translation by the Huaxia people who understand Jiepeng's language, all the Huaxia audience applauded.

"Awesome! This eloquence came from Deyun Club, right?"

"English, Jiepeng language, Qingqiu language, what other languages ​​does President Zhang not know?"

"Everyone seems to be very interested in my language ability," Zhang Meng said with a smile, "You don't need to waste your time trying to make me look like a fool, in order to prevent that I don't understand when others scold me, and when I want to scold, I can't understand. I can swear back, but others still can’t understand, I have learned the languages ​​of the world!”

Zhang Mengyu babbled for a long time, but no one present could understand it.

"Mr. Zhang, what did you just say?" A Huaxia reporter asked.

"I was just saying Happy New Year to those foreign reporters!"

"Puchi!" In the crowd, a brown-haired Huaxia youth burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" asked his companion.

"Just now Zhang Mengyu spoke the local language of Maldives, which is the language with the least population in the world. I just minored in this language when I was in college." The young man laughed.

"What did he mean by what he just said?"

"He's scolding those foreign journalists for having sons who don't have fart eyes!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahaha! Talent!"

"Learning the languages ​​of the world just to swear at people, absolutely. Is there any reason more powerful than this?"

"Boss Zhang is amazing!" The nearby audience burst into laughter.

The interview ended amidst laughter and laughter. Zhang Menglong's funny answers and his genius language ability attracted countless fans this evening.

In less than a week, there have been three important news stories in the racing world:
"The American car god and the Australian car god both announced their retirement!"

"Jiepengguo's car god social circle announced that he will never touch a racing car again in his life!"

"Qingqiu Cheshen forcibly practiced drifting on the curve, and accidentally rushed off the track, seriously injured and disabled!"

There is no doubt that these three pieces of news are indirectly related to Zhang Mengyu.

"Leave a shadow!"

"Mr. Zhang, look at the (de) good (piao) things (liang) you have done (gan)!"

"Don't compete with Mr. Zhang for money, don't compete with Mr. Zhang, and don't fight with Mr. Zhang, because you will find that you are a waste!"

"@张惊羊! Come out to watch a show"

"Hey!" Zhang Mengyu looked at the crazy @own netizens on Weibo and these three pieces of news, sighed, and then shook his head, "People nowadays just can't stand the blow! Everyone is delicious and loves to play. .”

(End of this chapter)