The top academic boss dresses as the villain Green Tea

"Brother Fei Bai, don't you think something is really wrong with Gu Qi's car?"

Wang Feibai confirmed again: "Did your classmates really help you modify it?"

"Well, is there something wrong with Brother Feibai's car?" Gu Qi was actually quite confident in Shen Xingge's skills, but Wang Feibai was once a genuine professional racing driver and was still very authoritative in his heart.

"Can I meet your classmate?"

Gu Qi raised his eyes and saw Wang Feibai's eyes were like a dying walker's desire for water drops in the desert. He was stunned for a while:

"She said she'd be here in a minute."

Raising his gaze, he saw a dark red racing motorcycle rushing towards him like a blazing flame with a roar in the distance.

Everyone was attracted by this beautiful scenery.

"Damn, this car is so cool."

"I really want to have it."

“It feels like something I can’t afford.”

The smile on Gu Qi's face brightened: "She's here."

The dark red flames gradually slowed down and finally stopped smoothly in front of a row of colorful motorcycles.

Xie Jinchen got off the motorcycle first and saw Gu Qi in the crowd, "Are you just here to watch this kid's game?"

"Isn't it the same for everyone competing?" Shen Xingge carried Song Meng out of the car. As soon as he took off his gloves, a calloused hand stretched out.

"Hello, I am Wang Feibai, the technical advisor of Tianya Club."

Is this man's tone too polite?Shen Xingge stretched out his hand and shook it back, "Hello, Shen Xingge."

Wang Feibai looked at the white and slender fingers on his palm, and his mind was full of questions. Is it a girl?

Shen Xingge raised his eyebrows and pulled his hand back.

Wang Feibai finally reacted and quickly withdrew his hand. "Sorry, I didn't expect you to be a girl."

Xie Jinchen had already taken off his helmet, noticed the shaking hands between the two, and a cold storm gathered in his eyes.

He slowly took out the tissue in his pocket, took the girl's palm that he had just shaken, and wiped it: "Your palms are sweaty."

"Sister, let me wipe it for you!" Song Meng hugged Shen Xingge's hand. This scumbag always wants to take advantage of my boss.

Xie Jinchen didn't say anything and shot the knife in his eye.

For the first time, Song Meng saw such a look in the world. The chill in her eyes seemed to come from hell, making her soul tremble.

Shen Xingge pulled his hand back, took off his helmet with one hand, hung it on the handlebar, and rubbed his palms against his clothes: "Okay, it's clean, you two don't have to argue."

Realizing that the people around them were on the verge of anger, Xie Jinchen and Song Meng became honest together and stood aside quietly.

"Is this girl Gu Qi really your classmate? The action of taking off the helmet is so cool, let me give it a try."

"Is it too late for me to transfer to another school?"

"Didn't you see that other people already have boyfriends?"

"Shut up, that's not her boyfriend." Gu Qi shook off the followers behind him and walked up, ignoring Xie Jinchen who was still in a happy mood next to him: "Xingge! Brother Feibai, Xingge helped me modify the shadow. friend."

"Oh yes, Brother Fei Bai, is there something wrong with Gu Qi's car?"

When Wang Feibai knew that the classmate Gu Qi mentioned was a girl, the burning desire in his eyes faded: "No, no, no, no problem. I haven't checked it carefully yet. I listened to the sound of starting and the engine feels much better. Xingge My classmates are great.”

Shen Xingge raised her eyebrows. Because of Gu Qi's budget, she didn't make many changes to the "Shadow".

If you don't disassemble it carefully, it's difficult to tell the difference before and after modification at a glance, but this person can hear the difference from the sound of the engine. It seems that he is indeed an expert.

"Okay, let me check it again for everyone. The game will officially start in 15 minutes."

It was not that Shen Xingge was unaware of Wang Feibai's emotional change, but for someone she met for the first time, she was too lazy to pry into other people's psychology, so she led Song Meng to the auditorium.

There were a little more people in the audience than Shen Xingge had imagined.

Except for some club assistants, most of them are young men and women who have just grown up. The most discussed among them is which car is cool, which boy is cool, and other non-technical issues.

"Okay, okay, the game is about to begin!"

"Come on Gu Qi!"

"Gu Qi will win!"

Shen Xingge turned his head and grinned in surprise when he saw some girls cheering for Gu Qi. Does this naughty kid really have fans?

The racing flag was waving, and the colorful cars... rolled out.

Shen Xingge really didn't want to use the word "rush" to describe the racing speed of these young people. In the eyes of others, they were chasing each other and the competition was fierce. In her opinion, they were just novices pecking each other.

Even Song Meng couldn't help but pursed his lips: "Sister, I feel that none of them are as powerful as you..."

"You compare them with your sister?" Xie Jinchen asked.

Song Meng didn't quarrel with Xie Jinchen at the moment, as he was right to exaggerate.

"Let's keep a low profile and don't tell anyone if we see through it."

"We can see that the players are entering the next corner right away! Stab... Stab..."

The earnest explanation stopped abruptly, and the sound of ping-pong-pang objects colliding came from the loudspeaker.

"Wang Feibai, you are so promising, you are actually playing this kind of house game in this small place."

"I have quit the Dongshen Racing Team, what else do you want?"

"I didn't think anything of it. I just heard that you have been running around this year, trying to dig up some good seeds and preparing to reorganize the team. Let's take a look at the results of your digging."

The man wearing sunglasses looked at the data on the monitor, "These people in the competition are good prospects for you to find! Oh, good, the fastest ones can go to our team to pick up trash."

"Wan Huiyang, shut up!"

The audience also became restless, "What's going on with these people?"

The man wearing sunglasses showed no intention of restraining himself. He picked up the microphone on the table and said, "Can't I just tell the truth? Come and let me shout the slogan for you: Rebuild Dongshen! Defeat Donghuang!"

"Donghuang? Wasn't Donghuang the team that represented our country in the world-class competition last time?"

"Dongshen, I seem to have heard the name of this team before."

"Hahaha, come on, let's shout together! This slogan is so loud."