Fairy Gourd Farm

Chapter 167 Bet
"Brother He wants to compete with him?"

"It's still a bicycle challenge!"

"This kid will definitely be abused completely, and he will be ashamed now!"

Cui Ziwei's words immediately caused an exclamation, and many people who eat melons exclaimed.

On the contrary, Zhao Lei still looked indifferent, and asked Cui Ziwei lazily: "What the hell is the cycling challenge? Cycling competition?"

"Pfft!" A crowd of onlookers was drinking water, couldn't help spraying the face of the person next to him, and quickly apologized to him.

Another melon eater couldn't help asking loudly: "I don't even know about the cycling challenge. Are you a car fan? Do you have any racing experience?"

"Racing experience?" Zhao Lei said with a dazed look on his face, "I'm studying for a driver's license. After the Spring Festival, I will be able to take the second test. I still have some experience!"

Zhao Lei's words immediately caused a burst of laughter, and everyone realized that he didn't even get a driver's license. Such a person competing with Zhou He is undoubtedly bringing shame on himself.

Seeing that Zhao Lei was a complete novice, a kind-hearted car fan explained to him in a low voice: "Bicycle races are two people who drive the cars provided by the track and compete one-on-one. Because the cars they drive are exactly the same, it is a competition of skills and courage. The purest test!"

Seeing Zhao Lei's sudden realization, the kind car fans couldn't help but remind him: "Master Zhou is a professional racing driver. If I were you, I would definitely not agree to the race, lest I lose face in front of so many people!"

"Thank you, buddy!" Zhao Lei expressed his gratitude to that kind car fan, and then he understood why Cui Ziwei dared to provoke him, no wonder everyone respected that Zhou He very much.

At this time, Song Wanqing, who was chatting with her friends, also noticed the abnormality here, walked to Zhao Lei with her straight and slender legs and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

Those who are interested immediately shouted: "Miss Song, Brother He is going to have a bicycle race with this kid!"

Song Wanqing also knew Zhou He's identity, and immediately frowned and sneered, "Professional drivers are becoming more and more promising now, and they actually compete with people who don't even have a driver's license, ha ha!"

The beautiful Song Wanqing was very popular among car fans, and her words immediately caused bursts of laughter.If you think about it carefully, this is indeed the case. Professional drivers take the initiative to find someone without a driver's license to race, and they really don't even want to lose face.

Zhou He's greedy gaze has been lingering on Song Wanqing's beautiful legs. He didn't expect this beautiful woman to speak for Zhao Lei. A gloomy expression flashed across his face, but he quickly said with a smile: "Actually, this is not related to Zhao Lei. It doesn't matter whether you are a professional or an amateur, everyone is a car racing enthusiast, and the competition is just to exchange car skills! How about we add a lottery, if I lose, I will give you 1 yuan as a reward!"

Zhao Lei's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "What if I lose?"

Zhou He had already made up his mind, he glanced at Song Wanqing with a smile and said, "If you lose, then let me invite this beautiful lady to dinner!"

"shameless!"

"Miss Song is also something you can covet?"

"Don't promise him!"

Before Zhao Lei could speak, Song Wanqing's admirers expressed their opinions one after another.From their point of view, Zhao Lei would definitely lose, and it was unforgivable that Zhou He dared to play Song Wanqing's idea!
However, in the midst of everyone's chatter, Zhao Lei suddenly said loudly: "Okay, I will compete with you!"

The surrounding immediately fell into silence, and everyone looked at Zhao Lei in surprise, stunned by his ignorant behavior.

Even Cui Ziwei and Zhou He were deeply surprised, but they soon became complacent, and Cui Ziwei immediately said loudly: "Everyone heard it, so it's a deal!"

The two couldn't wait to go to the track to borrow a car. Song Wanqing couldn't help but give Zhao Lei a sideways look and said, "Why did you agree to race with them?"

Zhao Lei replied confidently: "I won 1 yuan, how can I miss such a good opportunity!"

The strong woman said angrily, "What if you lose?"

"I lost, that person treats you to dinner!" Zhao Lei said seriously: "That can also earn a meal, anyway, we won't lose money!"

"Money fan!" Song Wanqing glared at Zhao Lei viciously and said, "If you lose, you can go eat with that guy by yourself, I won't go!"

While the two were talking, many car fans surrounded one person noisily, and they didn't know what they were doing.Zhao Lei happened to see the enthusiastic person who reminded him just now, so he went up to pat him on the shoulder and asked, "Brother, what are they doing?"

The enthusiastic car fan told Zhao Lei: "Someone has placed a handicap for your match with Zhou He, and they are accepting bets!"

Zhao Lei asked with interest: "What are the odds?"

The man replied with some embarrassment: "Zhou He will pay 1.05 per one, as for you... you will lose [-] per one!"

"This is looking down on people!" Zhao Lei was furious at first, but soon became happy. This is a good opportunity to win money!
So Zhao Lei also squeezed into the crowd, and loudly said to the guy who opened the market: "I bet on myself, 1 yuan!"

The surrounding immediately quieted down, and everyone looked at Zhao Lei with the eyes of a fool.Everyone felt that he had already lost all face by agreeing to compete with Zhou He, and now he still wants to give away money, he is simply the number one fool in the world.

"Hey, I will bury you if you dare to die!" The person who opened the market sneered in his heart, and immediately agreed loudly: "No problem, pay quickly, and I will bill you right away!"

So when Zhao Lei squeezed out from the crowd, he already had an extra receipt of 1 yuan in his hand.He looked at the receipt happily, as if looking at a large sum of money, kissed the receipt heavily, and carefully put it in his pocket.

Song Wanqing looked at this scene helplessly, and the thousand words finally turned into two words: "Money fan!"

"Sister Wanqing, I was born in a poor family." Zhao Lei said earnestly: "The deepest memory since I was a child was that I didn't have enough money. Now that I have the opportunity to make money, of course I can't give up!"

Cui Ziwei and Zhou He quickly borrowed the car, two identical BMW M5s.This BMW can also be regarded as a coupe with good performance, taking into account both handling and comfort, and it is quite suitable for competitions of this nature.

According to the tradition of bicycle racing, in addition to the driver, there is also a passenger on the co-pilot seat.Cui Ziwei became Zhou He's passenger without hesitation. As for Zhao Lei, the only person who could be his passenger was Song Wanqing.

According to the rules of the field, all competitors must wear helmets.Song Wanqing sat in the passenger seat, fastened her seat belt and said to Zhao Lei, "You must not lose, or you will lose my face!"

"Sister Wan Qing, don't worry." Zhao Lei winked at the strong woman, "Even if it's for my bet, you must never lose!"

Song Wanqing gave Zhao Lei a supercilious look: "Money fan!"

While speaking, the two cars had already parked in front of the starting line, and the race was about to start.

(End of this chapter)