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After the game, the broadcast screen still did not stop.

Jiang Langting in the camera is slowly driving the car off the track and back to the maintenance area.The high-intensity game made him look very tired.

Waiting for the command to exit the track, Jiang Langting heaved a sigh of relief, and got out of the car on tiptoe after confirming that it was safe. The team manager next to him came up and handed him a tissue. Other staff members who were standing in the area waiting for their players looked sideways watching, curious about this novice champion who came from behind.

Fortunately, not as serious as the previous accident.

One year, there was a particularly serious accident on the Grand Circuit. Judging from the situation at the scene, it was a series of collisions. At that time, pictures of the Guia Circuit were all over the Internet. At that time, Xia Shao was right about this item. Compared with the "cruel" events, the impression is deeper.

Because some players were accidentally injured, the atmosphere of the entire arena did not continue to be enthusiastic. Including Lao Ning and Xia Shao, they turned the congratulations to the champion into prayers for the safety of the players.To be honest, in this kind of desperate arena, players all regard each other as comrades-in-arms, cherish each other, and no one wants to have an accident.

Drivers fly off the track every year.

Before the game is over, no one can guarantee that they can get out alive.

As soon as he got off the car, Jiang Langting didn't take off his helmet, he just stood quietly on the side of the track, waiting for the team to push the car into the pit. As the champion of the past year, Abbott is now ranked second. After witnessing the accident again, his expression became very heavy.

Xia Shao and Lao Ning did not stop explaining.

With the unknown situation at the game site, they started some science popularization about Gran Race.

"Now we can see a medical car coming in the camera," Lao Ning said while nodding, "But due to some reasons, the picture we see now is still at the scene of the race, and there is no more report on what happened to that driver. After all, there was an accident. So today our last moto on the Guia Circuit is over."

Xia Shao breathed a sigh of relief, because news from the organizing committee said that the driver's life was not in danger.

"Now the ranking is out," Lao Ning coughed lightly, pulling back Xia Shao's thoughts, he sorted out the information, and read to the form that popped up on the screen, "We see that the No.1 ranked It is the No. 0833 player Jiang Langting from the 1 team. It is his first time to participate in the Grand Street Race, and it is also his first time to win the championship! The second place is last year's champion Abbott, No.3 is..."

"The ranking we see so far is like this." Xia Shao tried to smile.

Lao Ning closed the commentary book and focused his eyes on the monitor, which had begun to play some clips in a loop, "Let's review some highlights of this game now."

As soon as the words fell, Xia Shao followed his gaze.

He saw Jiang Langting tilt his center of gravity extremely sharply again and again, several times it seemed that he almost scratched the guardrail.After several consecutive downhill sprints and corners, Jiang Langting closed his widely separated knees and lowered his left shoulder significantly, making it more difficult to control the center of gravity. This problem was also mentioned by Lao Ning before.

Xia Shao looked at the player information sheet in his hand, and it didn't mention that player No. 1 had any problems with his arm.

The driver can tilt the vertical angle between the tire and the ground to an acute angle, and then quickly change direction, chasing waves on the field over and over again.

……

The game came to an end, and the players all went into the waiting room to change clothes.

Watching the live broadcast stopped, Xia Shao picked up the melted Coke beside him and took a sip.The weather in Macau is very good. Looking out the window, the sky is a peaceful blue.

The national flags of many countries were planted on the track, which almost dazzled Xia Shao.

"What's the matter? Since the second half of the game, your condition has not been very good," Lao Ning, as a senior, cherished his talents very much. Seeing that Xia Shao had just calmed down, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand to comfort him, "Are you uncomfortable? Heatstroke?"

"It's okay, brother," Xia Shao rubbed his eyes after taking a sip of water, "it's just that this competition...is too exciting."

I couldn't bear the stimulation.

"I have seen this kind of competition a lot, and the nervous ones are the bystanders... For the players, they are not the ones who are not afraid of death, but they are the ones who are most afraid."

Lao Ning smiled kindly, "You are still young, and you will know later that people who stand on the border of danger have the most peaceful mind."

After greeting Lao Ning, Xia Shao changed the clothes he wore during the live broadcast, chose a looser short sleeve to cover his body, grabbed a bottle of mineral water, and ran to the player lounge.

He was wearing Yamaha clothes during the live broadcast, and he always felt that he was not on the side with Jiang Langting.

Knowing that there are many people staring at him, Xia Shao was also very careful in this wave of operations. He took out the mask from his pocket and put it on, and the peaked cap to cover his face was already prepared.

Unexpectedly, just as Xia Shao stretched out his hand to brush up the broken hair that covered half of his forehead, Yuji appeared beside him from nowhere.

Yuji squatted in front of him holding the camera, and his voice became louder and louder: "Anchor Xia, Anchor Xia, this is the first time that you have acted as a commentator for such an important international competition. Less homework?"

Xia Shao staggered, almost not being tripped by the man's outstretched foot, and hurriedly put on his peaked cap and leaned towards the fire escape, "Of course, because I also attach great importance to this interpretation task..." Squinting his eyes, he looked more and more Xia Shao always felt like he was under siege when the microphone was near, and the next second the microphone was about to be stuffed into his mouth, "This is also a rare opportunity for me."

"Then Anchor Xia, the motorcycle rider you've been optimistic about since the beginning, as far as we know, was last time at..." Several entertainment journalists squatted halfway, and the overly bulky equipment blocked the only small hole left in the fire escape. part space.

Before Yuji finished asking, Xia Shao heard a familiar voice in his ear: "Excuse me, excuse me."

Jiang Langting, who has always shown others that he "loves to cover his face", not only did not cover his face this time, but also pulled down the collar of his cycling jersey very generously, exposing his collarbone that was still beaded with sweat.Perhaps it was because the weather was too hot this afternoon, and it was bad for people to cover. Jiang Langting was still sweating on his temples, and a towel covered with the team's logo was placed on his neck.

He still held the rose helmet in his arms.

"The game just ended. This is the rest area for the players. It's not good to block it." It was Meng Qianze.

Xia Shao who was standing beside him greeted him: "Hi, Brother Meng."

"Coincidentally," Meng Qianze said with a smile, "It's amazing! It's almost become the commentator of the Grand Tournament. As expected of..."

Knowing that this person was not choosing what to say, Xia Shao quickly interrupted him: "Thank you, Brother Meng."

Today he is no longer in the "primitive savage" style, he is wearing a desert camouflage, staring at several entertainment reporters with mischievous eyes, a bunch of motorcycle keys around his waist are rattling, and a big man is pinned on his chest. name tag.Yu Ji saw that the person in charge of the championship team had spoken, and was really embarrassed to block the passage here, so he nodded apologetically at Xia Shao, and said that it is okay to interview later?

Xia Shao glanced at Jiang Langting, and nodded to the entertainment reporters.

After finishing speaking, Xia Shao winked in the direction of the lounge, meaning to ask Jiang Langting if he wanted to go there.

As if he couldn't bear to see these two people flirting in public, Meng Qianze patted Jiang Langting on the back, looked at Xia Shao, and said, "The organizing committee has informed us that we are going to receive the award. We have to go first. Will he come to see you again later?"

The words were straightforward, Xia Shao's ears turned red, and he quickly said: "That's okay, I'll go first."

For the rest of the time, Xia Shao and Lao Ning didn't go to the awards stage, but instead drank drinks in the temporary lounge set up by the online video company, preparing for the awards ceremony later.

The Grand Tournament has a long schedule and many events, and a motorcycle championship won't cause much disturbance.But Jiang Langting is considered a fledgling in the street competition, which has attracted a lot of attention.

When Xia Shao and Lao Ning returned to the arena, it was already dusk and sunset, and the sunset glow in the sky was burning like fire.

Xia Shao stood with his arms folded at the edge of the live broadcast, watching the golden light pouring down from the sky crowning Jiang Langting.

This scene is so familiar.

He remembered that time when he held a live broadcast of the small competition, Jiang Langting was surrounded by the crowd like this, but he seemed to stay out of it.Ranking doesn't seem to be an important thing to him.

In a daze, Xia Shao saw a slightly familiar anchor beside him, holding a selfie artifact and wearing earphones, leaning towards him, "Hello, everyone, look, this is anchor Xia," the little boy was shorter than himself Hey, wearing a school uniform, it really looks like he just came into the scene after high school. "Can anchor Xia say hello to everyone?"

"Why are you so hot, you?" There was a female anchor next to the boy, wearing a tight buttock skirt, taunting him while touching up her makeup, "Do you think the anchor Xia cares about you?"

This is a mixed attack.

Xia Shao took a deep breath, leaned slightly towards the little boy's camera, smiled politely, didn't say anything, just nodded to the front camera.Just nodding his head like this, Xia Shao saw that the little boy’s screen, which had no words floating, suddenly had dozens of barrages that were paid to be broadcast through speakers, all of which were a long string of "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ahhh".

"Hello, anchor Xia, I am Sweetheart Pizza on Weibo," the boy turned off the microphone and smiled shyly, "May I meet you?"

Oh, it's the male anchor who loved to broadcast food before, and has a certain reputation on Weibo.

The awards ceremony is about to begin, and there are people all around, Xia Shao has no idea how the little boy squeezed in front of him, nor where Xiao Peng, who was in charge of blocking people, went.Right now, all the contestants are standing not far away for interviews, and the broadcast camera is also swaying back and forth in the arena...

Just give it, it's not easy to refuse in this situation.

Xia Shaozai thought about it carefully, Liu An never said that he can't talk to children, just treat him as a fan.

He spread his palms and gave a soft "hmm", the little boy immediately understood, took out a fountain pen from his pocket, and then showed the back of his hand, his voice couldn't hide his excitement: "You, just write your WeChat ID here That's fine..."

"Is it okay to be mute for so long? You have a lot of viewers." Xia Shao laughed, and he didn't even think that the boy turned mute because he wanted to pretend that he knew him in the first place.

"It's okay." The boy who was asked blushed a little. "Now you are the most important."

Xia Shao was slightly taken aback, but he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this sentence.After leaving the WeChat ID, he subconsciously glanced at where Jiang Langting was, and found that the man was standing alone on the tail of the player team.

Jiang Langting: "..."

Xia Shao: "...?"

Why are you looking at me like that!

Damn, there are several car models standing behind Jiang Langting, all in black with a long straight S curve, and the dresses and skirts on their bodies are printed with logos of different manufacturers.Standing forward again, your chest must be over ... ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, don't watch it.

Withdrawing his gaze, Xia Shao took deep breaths repeatedly.

Seeing Xia Shao's eyes resting on him for a long time, Jiang Langting let out a "swish" and pulled the collar of his cycling jersey to the top as usual, as if his action was too reckless, almost pinched his chin.

"Pfft." Xia Shao couldn't hold back his laughter.

Seeing Xia Shao laughing at himself, Jiang Langting's face darkened even more.He was really in pain, so he couldn't help but reached out and rubbed his red chin, then turned his head away to leave a noble and cold side face, sneered, and turned his head to look at the award ceremony in front of him.

From such a distance, Xia Shao seemed to be able to hear the "hum" when the man sneered.

How did this guy become so funny?

Xia Shao coughed, ignored the little boy who was still sticking to his side and continued the live broadcast, using him as the background board, turned his head and pretended to look around.