Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Jianying raised her eyebrows, took a few glances, and saw Han shouting standing beside her, talking to her team members.

He looked away boredly, walked to the side, and got some water to drink.

At the moment, there are already many audiences in the auditorium. Many people are calling his name and waving support flags. The cameras on the scene took pictures of Jian Ying and Wen Ziming very sensiblely, which caused some female audiences to scream, which is quite a star cheer. The atmosphere of the scene.

The race is about to start soon, and the drivers of each team are starting to prepare.

After explaining some questions to Han Yao and Zhang Yifei, he glanced at Wen Qingyue who was sitting next to him, hesitated for a few seconds, and said, "Qingyue, although it is a qualifying round, you should not take it lightly. Wen Ziming is very good, has participated in many formal and informal competitions in the past two years, and has rich experience."

"Autumn Famous Mountain?" Wen Qingyue raised her eyebrows, a little ironic about the name, it's crazy to label the team as the famous autumn mountain car god, but it also fits their style of work.

Wen Qingyue narrowed her eyes and met Shang Han's confused eyes, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I know."

Zhang Yifei didn't have a good impression of this assistant coach who took up the spot in their team. Hearing this, he sneered, put on his helmet and got on the car.

Wen Qingyue ignored her, put on the helmet, got up and walked towards the car door, her eyes glanced at Jian Ying and Wen Ziming, and Wen Ziming's eyes met, he didn't recognize her, and quickly looked away.

"Fuck, female race car driver!" Jian Ying looked at Wen Qingyue who had already gotten into the car, but she couldn't recognize her, only because she was attracted by the better figure set off by the racing suit, and her eyes were shining.

Wen Ziming saw his intentions, deliberately didn't match his words, and said, "What's wrong with the female racing driver? It's not the first time you've seen her."

Jianying looked away, her eyes were full of excitement, "She is in good shape, and she probably looks good. I saw you looking at her just now. Don't tell me that you didn't notice her because of her good figure."

Wen Ziming didn't deny it, put on his helmet, and said in a muffled voice, "Stop talking nonsense, the game is about to start."

Jianying laughed and said, "Why didn't I know when the Yinxun team had a female racing driver? It seems a bit interesting to let Han Yao drive such a precious car for her."

He licked the roots of his teeth with the tip of his tongue, stared at the black Porsche, and showed a wolf hunting gaze, "How about we make a bet? Whoever loses will contact her later."

The win or loss he said was between the two of them.

Wen Ziming frowned under his helmet, not knowing what kind of brain circuit he was in, "You are interested in others, if you want to ask for it, you will find an excuse to lose to me."

"Bah!" Jian Ying spat at him, "How can I be so boring, the loser should ask her for her contact information, in case she doesn't appeal to my heart, so I can get rid of it, understand?"

Wen Ziming understood that although he has a good figure, he is not necessarily beautiful, and there are certain risks. In addition to his narcissistic nature, he feels that if he asks for contact information with others, they will fall in love with him.

"Okay, let's gamble!" Anyway, it was boring, so Wen Ziming agreed.

A few minutes later, all the racers got into the car, Wen Qingyue didn't know that she had become a bet, she concentrated on playing with the steering wheel, started the accelerator, and waited for the command to start.

five four three two one!

As the starter lowered his arms, there was a loud roar, and someone jumped out first, following the arrow that had left the string.

Amidst a burst of exhaust fumes, Wen Qingyue stepped on the accelerator unhurriedly, got caught in the middle and started, catching up with the car in front.

In the first corner, Jianying glanced at Wen Ziming behind him through the rearview mirror, smiled, and quickly opened the distance, but soon Wen Ziming also caught up with him, crossed the corner close to him, and tried to overtake.

A qualifying race can easily separate experienced drivers and rookies. People like Jian Ying and Wen Ziming don't pay attention to other drivers at all, and treat each other as targets for their own entertainment. After all, so far, the two Still ahead of everyone.

Wen Ziming overtook Jian Ying's car at the third C-curve, and the drone shot also captured the two of them. The audience watched nervously, but no one noticed that another black Porsche broke into the car suddenly. The camera zoomed in on the distance at a very fast speed.

"I'll go! Isn't this Porsche still far behind at the beginning? Why is it so fast all of a sudden?"

In the auditorium, Sunshine sighed in surprise, Fang Xiaoyuan was all focused on Jian Yang and Wen Ziming's car, and shook her head unclearly.

The footage of the drone quickly switched to the Porsche, then to the driver's footage. The red helmet and only a pair of eyes on the side jumped into the audience's sight. Obviously there was only one indistinguishable appearance and gender. But they were all amazed.

The camera cuts away quickly, and there is a picture of the driver operating.

Wen Qingyue stepped on the brakes after entering the curve, and turned the steering wheel with her hands. The movements were capable and neat. At the same time, the camera cut to the scene of the car again. Her Porsche race car was drifting on the side of the C-shaped curve, and the tires rubbed against the ground. cause smoke.

Soon she caught up with Jianying, stepped up the accelerator and kept pace with Jianying's car.

Jianying was a little surprised when she found her catching up through the rearview mirror. At first, she thought that the female racing driver was not bad, but the next moment she was taken aback by her approaching overtaking.

"Damn it! This girl is quite ambitious, she actually wants to overtake Master Jian's car!" Jian Ying was immediately aroused by the desire to win, and followed the gas pedal and drove forward without giving her a chance to overtake.

Wen Qingyue turned her head and glanced at Jianying. Through the car window, she could only see him wearing a helmet. It seemed that she had sensed it. Jianying also looked at her, and her eyes met. Jianying felt provocative and familiar.

There was a feeling of deja vu in that look, and his heart beat violently, but soon after the eyes met for a second, he focused on the track ahead at the same time, and was about to enter the next corner, and Wen Ziming was already turning the corner.

Wen Qingyue slammed on the accelerator and passed Jianying in a straight line before entering the bend. At the last 100 meters, she cut the steering wheel and used the rear inertia to flick the tail into the bend. This is a nearly 90-degree right-angle bend. After entering the apex, she immediately Turn the steering wheel in the opposite direction, keep the front of the car in the direction of exiting the curve, and drift out of the curve together with Wen Ziming's car.

Jianying from the rear was a little dumbfounded. He seemed to have underestimated this female racing driver. The other party was not a rookie, but an experienced veteran. She was courageous and skilled. She dared to overtake and enter the corner in a straight line less than 200 meters away. The distance from the car in front, sticking to the entrance and exit of the bend, is bold and careful, and the technique is ruthless.

Good guy, I met my opponent this time.

Han shouted that he got a dark horse!

Jianying's eyes lit up, and he became more interested in this female racing driver. He was a little excited. This kind of excitement was because of meeting an opponent, and his heart beat faster.

At the same time, in the drone footage, two racing cars, one black and one blue, are leaning back and forth. The difference is not that big to the naked eye. The black car is trying to overtake, while the blue car is holding its position, pressing down and not letting it pass. Everyone's eyes and hearts are focused in two cars.

Although it was only a qualifying match, everyone felt nervous and excited to watch the final.