Professional racing driver forced to debut

This courtship barrage attracts attention like a rainbow in the barrage gathered by thousands of "****".

The middle of the night is suitable for such excitement, especially the audience in Jian Xing's live broadcast room, who have always watched the excitement without taking it too seriously.

Jian Xing even thought he was dazzled: "Is there something wrong with my eyes?"

This dude, once again issued a request for courtship interaction.

This time Jian Xing confirmed that he was not mistaken, but fell into a stagnation of self-doubt.

The barrage was full of laughter and lights, and Jian Xing seemed to have seen the festive scene of hanging up red lanterns and setting off firecrackers.

He can express the text with a strong sense of picture, and he is the only one in the live broadcast room.

Jian Xing lazily said: "Okay, you squeak again, and I will connect with you."

[I rely on such stimulation? ?The anchor and the audience exchanged breaths in the middle of the night? ? ]

[The anchor really doesn't treat us as outsiders, I have my earphones ready.Start your show]

[Family members should not post too exciting bullet screens, and the anchor should also restrain himself, don't shout too much about obscene development, and don't attract super-management rounds.Be careful the live broadcast room is blocked again]

[Socialist Core Values...]

[Recite 24 words of socialist core values, I come first, prosperity and democracy...]

Jian Xing successfully connected to the microphone with the other party, and the other party tried a Boeing first.

The voice is a subwoofer that is very popular on the contemporary Internet, like a male duck voice that suppresses the voice.

Jian Xing has always been puzzled, where is the sound?

Subwoofer: "Honey, can you hear me?"

Jian Xing was caught off guard and shook his arms, goosebumps all over his body rushed to Tianling Gai.

It's not that he has poor ability to accept, but this voice...

too……

It's too permeable.

Jian Xing: "Yes."

The bullet screen scolded him for pretending to be cold, and he was still shy at this time.The subwoofer was obviously also watching the live broadcast room, and suddenly let out a faintly indulgent chuckle.

Jian Xing took a deep breath and tried his best to restrain his urge to hang up.

The subwoofer invites: "Have you ever breathed with someone, huh?"

This "huh?" almost killed Jian Xing, he said, "Guess."

The subwoofer gave another indulgent smile: "It's the first time I meet someone as interesting as you, what should I do, I seem to fall in love with you. Hmm?"

Jian Xing turned down the volume of the headphones and said, "What are you talking about? I can't hear you clearly."

The subwoofer froze for a moment, then repeated it in a softer and more magnetic voice: "You are so interesting, I seem to be in love with you, what should I do? Huh?"

Jian Xing said again: "Ah? Is there something wrong with your earphones? I can't hear clearly."

"I'm not wearing headphones, maybe there's something wrong with your headphones." The subwoofer was obviously a little irritable, and he urged, "You just need to know that I love you, let's get started."

Jian Xing: "What did you say? You owe me money? Do you want to pay me back quickly?"

The barrage is dumbfounded, what is this all about?

Didn't you say that the two would have a passionate interaction?

The subwoofer was on fire, and roared at the top of its voice: "Damn it, I said I fell in love with you!"

This yelling at the top of his throat destroyed the magnetic voice of the overlord that he had created before.

Jian Xing smiled with satisfaction.

The subwoofer listened to the faint chuckle, like a feather scratching his heart, and began to look forward to the following process more and more.

Jian Xing: "Okay, then you remember to close the door."

The subwoofer returned to its original deep and sexy voice: "Are you still shy? Huh? Or, are you worried about me? Afraid that I will be heard? Huh?"

A text message popped up on Jian Xing's mobile phone, which was a text message for the bank card.He said "um", and then said, "Yes, I am worried about you, but I am worried about you."

"I'm worried that I'll scold you to the point of insanity later on. Your parents couldn't help but send their precious son to a mental hospital overnight when they heard your unscrupulous words."

Subwoofer: "Huh?"

Jian Xing said softly: "Baby, if you had gone to the brain department ten years earlier, why would you say such a thing?"

Jian Xing: "Baby, is the door closed? Huh?"

Jian Xing: "Baby, mental retardation is also known as mental retardation. Generally, it is due to the incomplete development of the brain, which leads to the obstacle of the whole mental activity."

bass:……

Jian Xing's tone was like a sympathizer whispering in his ear: "My ears are not trash cans, don't throw everything here. Baby, do you understand? Huh?"

The subwoofer was silent for a long time, maybe because he felt that he couldn't afford to lose this person, so he hung up on his own initiative.

[True Civilization Collision]

[What a beautiful text, the light of righteousness in the world is shining in the live broadcast room here, the anchor's mouth is smeared with honey? ]

[I thought there would be some passionate interaction, but this is it? ]

[My three views are not correct, but the anchor is really positive. (one yuan, conscientious management. Don’t miss the boss passing by [比心])]

Jian Xing said "hmm" twice, feeling sick to himself, and after saying goodbye to the live broadcast room, he chose to download the broadcast.At the moment of downloading, the WeChat phone popped up.

The other party's voice was cold, soft and soft, but exhausted: "Haven't you slept yet?"

Jian Xing was equally indifferent: "I'm in country Y, it's less than nine o'clock in the evening."

The other party froze for a moment, and said "oh" casually.

He knew that Lan Heng didn't talk much, and Lan Heng's "oh" might not mean perfunctory.

But because his mother often "oh" himself, Jian Xing has an instinctive dislike of "oh".

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Jian Ling didn't speak either.The mother and son hung up on the phone, and neither of them paid attention to each other.

Jian Ling was flipping through the documents, with the sound of page turning and writing, mixed with the sound of keyboard and mouse from time to time.

Jian Xing lay on the bed and plugged in the data cable to the phone.

Listening to the voice in the earpiece, he hesitated to speak many times, and still stopped the question he was about to blurt out.

He wanted to ask, are you still working overtime so late?

Are there so many things you need to do yourself?Where's your assistant?What about your employees?

But what's the use of asking these questions, Jian Ling will not stop working because of this, let alone explain to him.

Jian Ling would only say, "You don't understand."

But Jian Xing seemed to be actively looking for abuse, but he still asked for trouble: "Have you been busy recently?"

"Busy." Jian Ling stopped turning the pages. The endless work made her operate like a machine, and she sighed wearily, "You don't understand. I'm busy first, so I hung up."

Jian Xingming knew what kind of reply he would get, but he would still ask with anxiety and hope.

But every time Jian Ling answered, it was like a loud slap in the face, hitting him hard on the face.

busy.

But if you don't tell me, how do I know you are busy.

Or, you can also try to vent to me about trivial things at work.

I'm already, I'm an adult.

I already……

He is a man who can stand on his own.

The next day, Jian Xing took his ID card and racing license to the headquarters of the Don team.

The atmosphere in the headquarters is harmonious, and everyone is familiar with themselves, but they don't deliberately get close to Jian Xing, making Jian Xing feel comfortable overall.

After handing over the ID card and the racing license to Tang Yilong, Tang Yilong looked at the racing license, looked up at Jian Xing in astonishment, and lowered his head to examine it carefully.

Tang Yilong put away his ID card and racing license properly, and said more: "Xiaoheng's racing license also has the FIA ​​logo."

The FIA ​​logo is printed on the upper left corner of Jianxing's racing license, and only licenses above C level are international level competition licenses.

Possessing a racing license above C level means that drivers can participate in local, national and international competitions.

Licenses below Class C will not bear the FIA ​​logo.

Jian Xing didn't ask any more questions, what he cared about was the upcoming schedule.

This year's event has come to an end, with only the last three races left.Judging from the current standings, Tang Yilong's Don team is pitifully in fourth place.

If Lan Heng hadn't won the third place in the last race, the Don team would most likely be at the bottom.

At present, three sub-stations have been held, and half of the six-station competitions of the Huaguo Championship have passed.The No.1 Huasheng team has a total of 94 points, while the Don team has only 24 points.

Very poor grades.

This is because of a certain two races, the driver Lin Xinxin of the Huasheng Racing Team was involved in a car accident, one of which was retired and the other was affected by the result.

It is very difficult for the Don team to be at the top of the standings.

Even if Jian Xing takes first place in the rest of the competition (25 points), he can only earn 75 points.

But the Huasheng team's points will not stop here.

If you want the team to rank first in the overall standings, you must cheer up Lan Heng.

Jian Xing naturally has [-]% confidence in himself, so he has to care for his colleagues and teammates.

Tang Yilong: "Thursday, that is, tomorrow, we will go to City Z. The next race will be held at Tianhai International Circuit in City Z."

Jian Xing: "I see."

Tang Yilong's scheduled flight was the earliest, and the working equipment and racing parts had already been airlifted to Z City, and now the only difference was the driver.

According to the event process, drivers need to practice on Friday, qualify on Saturday (determine the starting order of the main race), and finally compete in the main race on Sunday.

This is the first time that Jian Xing officially participates in a race as a driver of a certain team.

Thinking of the scene during the game, Jian Xing's blood began to boil.

The daily training of drivers focuses on diet, exercise, and simulators, especially exercise. Drivers need to set aside a large part of their time to gain physical fitness.

Only with strong physical fitness can you hold the steering wheel tightly and turn smoothly.

When Jian Xing came to the training room, he didn't find Lan Heng, so he started training by himself.

Fang Nuozhe came over with a popsicle in his mouth, leaned against the door and shouted, "Will you wait for Brother Heng? Brother Heng is about to leave school, and you two are practicing together. There are many training items that cannot be completed alone."

There are indeed many training items that require two people to carry out. Before Jian Xing deliberately omitted the training items that required the cooperation of people. Hearing Fang Nuozhe's words now, he was a little surprised.

Lan Heng is still in school?

Fang Nuozhe understood Jian Xing's expression, and sat on the machine near the door: "Brother Heng is a super university bully, Yinzhou University knows it? A university with a horrible score line, my sister's college entrance examination scores are so high, it is far away from her." Yinzhou University is about ten points behind. Brother Ke Heng entered Yinzhou University with the top score in the school."

Jian Xing had heard about the score line of Yinzhou University for a long time.

Jian Xing is a real scumbag, his grades have been hovering around the passing line since he was a child, and if he can get to the top ten, it is smoke from the ancestral grave.

Lan Heng is still in school, and his college entrance examination scores are still so high. These are two points that Jian Xing is very surprised about.

Jian Xing: "While attending class, competing, and training, can he be busy?"

"It's considered busy." Fang Nuozhe pondered for a moment, "Actually, I don't know many things about Brother Heng, especially the things in school. I only know that he is currently a senior and has completed credits. But his school has A professor seems to like him very much, and often asks him to go back to help? Normally, Brother Heng would also do part-time jobs, exercise, etc., but Brother Heng expresses something wrong, and the part-time jobs that can be part-time are very limited."

Jian Xing recalled the scene when he saw Lan Heng for the first time, and blurted out: "Is it moving bricks?"

"You guys really understand each other, you guessed it right?" Fang Nuozhe wowed, "Moving bricks is just one of Brother Heng's part-time jobs, do you know why you choose to move bricks?"

Jian Xing showed a proper expression of confusion.

Fang Nuozhe: "Because moving bricks is considered physical work, you can exercise your body while working, and you can train your endurance under the sun, and you can also make money at the same time. Kill three birds with one stone."

Jian Xing: ...

Makes sense.

He actually couldn't find a reason to refute.

Lan Heng is a student at Yinzhou University, and if he gives extra lessons to high school students, he can earn a lot of money.

At the same time, Lan Heng has an outstanding appearance, even if she chooses the modeling industry, she can gain both fame and fortune.

But he chose to move bricks.

Jian Xing can only give Lan Heng a thumbs up in his heart, a top student is a top student, and his way of thinking is so different.

It is not possible to carry out high-intensity physical training before the start of the game, and Jian Xing mainly conducts low-intensity recovery training.

Jian Xing plans to go swimming later. There is a special swimming pool at the headquarters, which is more convenient.

Jian Xing put on gloves and boxed with Fang Nuozhe. Boxing combines strength, agility and endurance, which is a good training method.

Jian Xing had reservations at first, but later found that Fang Nuozhe's physical fitness and reaction ability could keep up, so he let go of the fight.

About 10 minutes later, Fang Nuozhe waved the flag of surrender, fell to the ground and complained repeatedly: "You are really much stronger than Brother Heng, and your physical strength is too good."

But Jian Xing still couldn't finish it, even though he was sweating, every cell in his body was clamoring—this wasn't enough.

Far from enough.

Jian Xing let Fang Nuozhe lie down for a while, and then said: "Have you rested? Come again."

Still fighting?

Fang Nuozhe felt that his joints were aching all over with just such a short amount of kung fu exercise.

Fang Nuozhe's eyes widened, he crawled out and ran out: "I'm going to the bathroom!"

Fang Nuozhe really didn't expect that Jian Xing's physical strength could be so good. For nearly 10 minutes, Jian Xing focused on punching the whole time.

At first, Fang Nuozhe's reaction could keep up, but Jian Xing couldn't hold back his frequent attacks.

After a long time, Fang Nuozhe felt powerless.

Fang Nuozhe walked forward holding the glass wall, like a dog in a sinking water, when he suddenly caught sight of someone in the office.

This is Tang Yilong's office, Fang Nuozhe pushed the door open without hesitation: "Brother Heng, what are you doing?"

Lan Heng was looking down at Tang Yilong's desk, Fang Nuozhe followed his gaze and found that it was Jian Xing's contract with the team.

Fang Nuozhe looked up at Lan Heng, and then looked down at the document.Finding that the document did not bloom and grow grass, he turned to look at Lan Heng again, and found that Lan Heng's expression was still the same as before.

As Lan Heng walked out, Fang Nuozhe blinked in confusion, and said suddenly: "Brother Xing lacks someone to punch."

Lan Heng's figure paused for a moment, Fang Nuozhe was sure he read it right, and he proposed again: "You go to fight with him?"

Lan Heng let out an "oh", seemingly not paying attention.

The next direction of walking is from the left to the training room on the right.

Jian Xing is punching alone. This training program can be done by one person, but two people can have more feedback.Moreover, sandbags are always unable to make a more violent counterattack.

The sound of footsteps came from the ear, and Jian Xing turned his head to look, and saw Lan Heng picking up the gloves on the shelf.

Then he walked slowly up and down while wearing gloves.

His expression was as cold as a cold pool, and his brows were like frost.

I have to say that this face, figure, and temperament are all the best in a million.

Before Jian Xing could continue to sigh, Lan Heng suddenly punched him in the face.Jian Xing was stunned for a moment, but his reaction was extremely fast, and he dodged with lightning speed.

Not to be outdone, Lan Heng punched again, Jian Xing didn't feel angry, but excited.

This abnormal surge hit like a tornado engulfed by a huge wave, and every pore on Jian Xing's body was ignited, and under Lan Heng's offensive, he made a more precise and fierce counterattack.

Motorsports have extremely high requirements on the attention and reaction of drivers. On the track, just a second of distraction will lead to car collisions and driving errors.

Therefore, drivers must keep their brains clear and highly focused at all times during the race.

But in the process of high-speed movement, you can't even identify the drivers passing by, you can only see the speeding cars.

Cornering, overtaking, and handling in emergency situations all require drivers to have extremely fast resilience.

Boxing is a great way to train for this.

Outside the glass door, engineers and mechanics gathered around, their faces full of horror and admiration.

Fang Nuozhe shook his head frequently, full of emotions: "It turns out that Brother Heng was giving me water before. If Brother Heng had treated me like this, I would have punched me in the Land of Elysium."

Staff A asked curiously: "Is Lan Heng so ruthless when he comes up? What if a new driver breaks it?"

Staff B doubted: "Why didn't the new driver break Lan Heng? I think the new driver is aggressive, and Lan Heng is still a little restrained."

Fang Nuozhe agreed: "I think Brother Xing wanted to beat Brother Heng to death."

After another 10 minutes, everyone was tired of watching.

Staff C yawned: "Why haven't you finished typing? I'm sleepy."

Staff D: "These two are also very strong. How long have you been fighting each other? Are you still tired?"

Fang Nuozhe's eyes were glued to the two people who were fighting close to each other inside, and seeing Jian Xing's obviously excited expression, he swallowed: "Why do I feel that the more they fight, the more excited they become?"

Jian Xing soon noticed Lan Heng's flaws, and at the same time he also knew the biggest gap between him and Lan Heng.

Lan Heng gasped, his fair face was covered with thin sweat, Jian Xing punched this handsome face without hesitation.Unexpectedly, Lan Heng couldn't dodge in time, Jian Xing reacted very quickly and deflected his fist an inch to one side.

But the fist still couldn't avoid hitting the side of Lan Heng's face, and Lan Heng staggered backward, extremely embarrassed.

Like a basin of cold water poured down, Jian Xing suddenly woke up.

He quickly took off his gloves, bent over to support Lan Heng, raised his right hand and poked the red mark on Lan Heng's left face.

Jian Xing worried: "Are you okay? Did I hit you too hard and hurt you?"

Lan Heng himself didn't feel much, but when he felt the touch of his cheek, his throat suddenly choked.

Seeing that Lan Heng didn't speak, Jian Xing thought he had beaten the child stupidly.

Lan Heng didn't talk much in the first place, and couldn't utter a few words. If he punched down, Lan Heng's language function would be completely broken.

Then he is really guilty.

Jian Xing touched Lan Heng's left cheek again, and touched Lan Heng's Adam's apple carefully, uneasy: "Can you still talk?"

Originally, the people outside the glass door were still watching the fun, it could be seen that the expressions of Lan Heng and Jian Xing became more and more uneasy, and they gradually realized that something was wrong.

It is normal for some friction to occur during the two-person training, but Ke Lanheng's reaction is not quite normal.

It won't really make people stupid, right? ?

Fang Nuozhe rushed in with a ferocious face. Seeing that Lan Heng's face was flushed, and there was hardly a non-red area on the exposed skin, he gasped.

Fang Nuozhe was stunned: "Brother Xing, why did you make Brother Heng popular? My God, how could you be so popular!"

Jian Xing also didn't understand, just now there was only a patch of red on the left cheek, why in a blink of an eye, the whole face and even the neck were completely red.

Could it be that his punch is extraordinary, not the punch power that ordinary people can have?

This fist also had a spreading effect, and the internal force inside spread to Lan Heng's whole body?

Jian Xing was infinitely shocked. He lived for 18 years, and it was the first time he knew that he still had such a special ability.

Jian Xing felt more and more guilty towards Lan Heng.

He really wants to have a good relationship with Lan Heng. He wants Don's team to become the championship team of the year, and he wants his team to be number one like himself.

It would be inseparable from Lan Heng's efforts. If Lan Heng's performance is poor, even if Jian Xing wins the championship every time, it will not help.

Moreover, if there is infighting within the team, it will be extremely detrimental to the team.

But he punched Lan Heng a minute ago, and also caused internal injuries to Lan Heng.

Looking at Lan Heng again, due to the attention of many people, Lan Heng's face became more and more red.Those who didn't know, thought that Lan Heng's whole body was covered with blush.

Fang Nuozhe stared at Lan Heng for a while, then turned his head and looked at Jian Xing seriously: "Brother Xing, did you secretly cook Brother Heng while we were not paying attention?"

Jian Xing: ...?

Jian Xing ignored Fang Nuozhe's nonsense, and he sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't control the strength. I shouldn't use such force, I didn't break you, did I? For example..."

Jian Xing pointed to his throat.

Lan Heng pursed his lips, his heroic eyebrows twitched, he didn't dare to look directly at Jian Xing.After waiting for a while, he said, "No."

It's great to be able to speak, Jian Xing heaved a sigh of relief.

At some point, the training room was already surrounded by a group of people.Everyone looked at Jian Xing in amazement, especially the way they looked at Jian Xing's arm, as if they were looking at a beast.

Coupled with Jian Xing's already vicious appearance, Jian Xing shed tears silently. It seems that the impression of his ferociousness cannot be washed away in everyone's heart.

But this matter is indeed Jian Xing's fault. Jian Xingming knows where Lan Heng's disadvantage lies, but he refuses to stop because of his own selfishness.

Lan Heng's boxing skills are very good, and his reaction is very fast, not to mention the flexibility of his limbs.

During the confrontation with Lan Heng, Jian Xing was keenly aware of one point, which was also Lan Heng's Achilles' heel.

Lan Heng's physical strength is not as good as his.

At first, because the process was too frantic and agitated, Jian Xing ignored this point.But as Jian Xing's physical strength gradually declined, he suddenly discovered that Lan Heng was already a powerful bow.

Lan Heng is holding on.

Lan Heng has already reached the edge of the limit, but still ignores his body's instinctive begging for mercy, and chooses to persevere tenaciously.

Jian Xing, who understands this point, does not want to end this hearty duel easily.

He accompany.