Singing at the beginning rewards the 100 billion group

"Yes, you, your technique is much better than mine,"

"Hey, let me tell you, when did you practice this technique? Why don't I know?" Zhou Chen asked too many questions, and Zhang Yuan couldn't answer them all.

"The technique has been practiced a long time ago. This is simple. It's not difficult for me," Zhang Yuan answered briefly.

"Look, let's pretend again, cut," Zhou Chen said.

"No, really not, really not pretending," Zhang Yuan said quickly.

The two of them were flying like lightning all the way, and Zhou Chen really admired Zhang Yuan's skills.

The technology is really super good.

After arriving at the competition venue, Zhang Yuan immediately stopped the car.

But this motorcycle is too eye-catching, and people passing by can't help but take a closer look.

"Wow, look, this car is really nice, I like it so much,"

"Ducati, a famous brand in motorcycles,"

"Oh, I like this one, but I can't buy it, it's a limited edition worldwide,"

"Who is that handsome guy on the bike?"

"Who knows, it must be a rich second generation."

Ordinary people simply cannot afford a motorcycle like Ducati.

"Ordinary people can't afford your car, so everyone can only see it," Zhou Chen said.

Zhang Yuan said: "Yes, I can't afford it, but for me, it's a piece of cake,"

The competition venue here covers a large area, and the track maintenance work has been completed ahead of schedule.

All kinds of luxurious and high-performance motorcycles have slowly reached the starting line.

"Wait, there's only one person left,"

The game is about to start, but the referee said.

And waited anxiously, because if one person delayed the game, it would not be worth it.

It's been a busy month before and after the competition. If one person didn't come, then the organizer will suffer a lot.

"Who didn't come? With such a big score, do you still have any sense of time?"

"That's right,"

The referee and the organizers are discussing anxiously.

"Let me take a look at that person's profile,"

The referee took a look: "Zhang Yuan? Who, do you all know each other?"

"Zhang Yuan? Such a familiar name,"

Chapter 339 Let Me Run First Easily

"Zhang Yuan? Could it be that big star Zhang Yuan?"

"What? The big star Zhang Yuan is participating in a motorcycle race?"

"Where are the others? Where are they?"

"Don't get excited, you have to read the name clearly first,"

"Oh, that's right, it's Zhang Yuan, not Zhang Yuan,"

"Oh, it made me excited in vain for a long time,"

"However, what if Zhang Yuan really comes?"

"So what, he's on the field, wearing a helmet, can you recognize him?"

"That's right, then hurry up and find Zhang Yuan, let him come to the competition quickly, if he doesn't come after 10 minutes, it will be regarded as giving up the game automatically,"

For a while, the staff of the entire organizer were urgently looking for Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan had just parked his car and was about to walk up to the high stands when suddenly Zhou Chen walked over with a smirk on his face.

"What kind of bad idea is this guy holding back?" Zhang Yuan felt that something was wrong, and Zhou Chen's expression had already betrayed himself.

"Why do you have such a cheap expression," Zhang Yuan said.

Zhou Chen smiled and said: "Hahaha, I signed you up for this competition, and now the staff are looking for you, how about it, why don't you try it? Your skills are so good, it's a pity not to participate in the competition."

Zhang Yuan was taken aback and wished he could beat him up immediately.

Why does this guy keep doing this kind of thing? The last time he was in West Lake, this guy forced himself to write poems to gain the limelight.

Now, it's even more extreme, directly signing up for himself, forcing himself to participate in the competition.

"Come, come, I promise I won't kill you now," Zhang Yuan waved his fist.

"Don't, I did it for your own good. In order to sign up for you, I gave the staff a big gift," Zhou Chen smiled meanly.

Zhang Yuan looked at him and wanted to hit him.

"Hurry up and go for a ride, go to the competition, just treat it as fun, don't waste my money," Zhou Chen said.

Zhang Yuan felt that it was nothing, it was just an ordinary competition, and participating in it was just for fun.

Zhang Yuan just felt that Zhou Chen's method of cutting first and playing later was too cheap.

"Zhang Yuan?"

"Mr. Zhang Yuan please wait at the starting line immediately, otherwise it will be regarded as giving up the race automatically,"

Around the arena, the broadcast sounded, and the staff of the organizer was broadcasting a notice to find Zhang Yuan.

again and again.

Played it a dozen times in a row.

Zhang Yuan heard the broadcast.

Zhou Chen also heard it, and immediately urged: "Hurry up, come on, perform well, buddy is optimistic about you, I believe in your skills, come on,"

Either way.

Zhang Yuan went for a ride.

The roar of Ducati finally resounded on the track.

With the cool car body and the sexy and charming engine sound, Zhang Yuan attracted the attention of the audience as soon as he came on stage.

Even the other drivers beside him were involuntarily attracted by Ducati, and Zhang Yuan instantly became the focus of the audience.

"This guy was born to be handsome, hahaha, but it may not be easy to get a ranking. Many people are professional players," Zhou Chen thought to himself.

Zhang Yuan himself is very relaxed, there is no pressure, and it is purely for fun to drive the ducks to the shelves.

With a gunshot, the game started.

boom!

All motorcycles start together and start together.

Whizzing!

Motorcycles flew out like arrows.

It's a feast of speed.

Zhang Yuan also launched.

Hitting the accelerator, sprinting at full speed, Ducati's beautiful body and outstanding performance, it showed the king's strength at the beginning, surpassing several cars one after another.

When cornering, Ducati showed excellent balance, not only fast, but also very smooth.

very talented.

It is indeed a top-notch motorcycle. Although it is expensive, it has its advantages.

Although fuel-intensive, it is fast.

Boom!

The track is very complicated, and some people with poor skills overturned their cars while turning, but there is a professional medical team on the scene to treat them immediately.

Zhang Yuan was amazed, professional motorcycle races are really fast, the speed is completely beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

However, Zhang Yuan's current ranking is relatively high, relying on Zhang Yuan's technology and Ducati's excellent performance.

Zhang Yuan feels that it is not yet time to exert force, but the mid-to-late stage is the period to exert force.

"Yes, if you follow this speed, you will definitely be able to get the ranking in the end,"

Zhou Chen felt that as long as Zhang Yuan could get the ranking, that would be fine.

However, in Zhang Yuan's view, No.1 is his goal.

Now that you have already entered the competition, why not try your best to run the best results.

Give it a try and try how good your skills are.

"Now you can sprint,"

Zhang Yuan immediately accelerated, hit the accelerator, and moved forward at full speed.

boom!

The sound is huge, thick and charming, and Ducati surpasses the people around him one after another.

Especially when turning, Ducati has an advantage.

In the later stage, Zhang Yuan exerted his strength and rushed into the top ten.

However, Zhang Yuan is still surpassing.

"Come on, go, go," Zhou Chen shouted excitedly.

He admired Zhang Yuan's skills so much. Being able to break into the top ten in professional competitions is already a good skill.

The hearts of the audience also tugged.

The charming and cool Ducati became the focus of the audience.

"Come on, Zhang Yuan,"

"Why does it sound the same as the name of the big star Zhang Yuan? I almost thought the singer Zhang Yuan was here,"

"What if it's really Zhang Yuan?"

"That's impossible, how could a good star participate in this kind of competition,"

"What's wrong with celebrities, celebrities can't ride motorcycles?"

"I am optimistic about this Ducati. Zhang Yuan should be a professional driver. Look at his speed, and he is still quickly overtaking and accelerating."

"Come on, he has already entered the top five, so amazing,"

"Maybe he is the dark horse in this competition,"

……

In Zhang Yuan's race, he stole the limelight, with a good car and good technique.

"Oh my god, I really underestimated him, he should have hope to be in the top three now," Zhou Chen said excitedly.

"Why is this kid good at everything, and he even managed to be number one? Why is he so good?" Zhou Chen was depressed.

He felt that Zhang Yuan was omnipotent.

Zhang Yuan has a steady mind, speeds up, stares at the target in front, and surpasses.

No. 4, No. 3.

Zhang Yuan properly entered the top three.

The whole place is boiling.

The biggest dark horse in this competition.

"Hey, this is definitely a super powerful rookie,"