Professional racing driver forced to debut

Lan Heng finally regained his composure, even if he repeated "nothing", everyone still suspected that something was wrong with him.

It seemed that Lan Heng's central nervous system was damaged by Jian Xing's punch.

Jian Xing was also afraid that this punch would cause problems for 1/2 of the team's drivers, and he was about to leave tomorrow. Jian Xing must not let Lan Heng have an accident.

So he wore a mask to accompany him all the way, his fierce little face twisted into a ball.

While waiting for registration at the hospital, Jian Xing took his mobile phone and searched hard: Accidentally punched someone in the left cheek, and the other person turned red, what happened?

No one initiates such a request for help, so Jian Xing will be No.1.As Jian Xing increased the bounty, people soon came here.

— turning red?Where does it turn red?The author should have explained the situation more clearly.

Jian Xing replied: It seems to be red, is this normal?It looked like it had been scalded with boiling water.

—— Abnormal, hopeless.Take care of the funeral affairs early, remember to treat me to a banquet, I can't drink and only sit at the children's table.

Jian Xing: ...

——Just kidding, why is the subject not humorous at all?

—A male friend?Or female friends.

Jian Xing: male friend.

——That must be interesting to you, young lady, so shy.You thought it was a punch, but to others it was like a cat scratching.Is this hands on?It's called flirting.You don't need to be shy, love is going forward, only two people take the initiative to have a story.Miss, am I right?Remember to invite me to the wedding banquet, and I will also sit at the children's table.

Jian Xing tapped the screen seriously: I am your grandfather.

Jian Xing put away his phone dejectedly, and looked at Lan Heng, the red color had almost faded.But Lan Heng's disease seems to be intermittent, sometimes it doesn't turn red, and sometimes it suddenly turns red again.

Jian Xing fiddled with the phone for a long time, finally put down the phone, Lan Heng said: "I'm really fine."

Jian Xing raised his eyelids and stared at Lan Heng without turning around.He didn't speak, just stared straight at him.

Not a moment later, Lan Heng's face turned strangely red again.

Jian Xing sighed, and patted Lan Heng's thigh: "Brother, don't shy away from medical treatment, you are still young, and you can be cured."

Jian Xing specially registered an expert number, and the registration fee for a general outpatient clinic in Yinzhou would cost forty or fifty dollars, let alone an expert number.

Jian Xing paid three hundred yuan heartbroken.

After the deduction text message was sent, Jian Xing saw that the balance was comfortable.

His mother just paid him living expenses in the early morning.

What made Jian Xing uncomfortable again was that his mother got the card number wrong.This bank card was issued by him a long time ago, and he rarely used it after he went abroad to study.

Lan Heng turned sideways, although he couldn't see Jian Xing's expression, he could feel the depression and loneliness.

At this time it was their turn again, Jian Xing stood up and walked into the outpatient department with Lan Heng.

The expert is a white-haired old man with thin metal-rimmed eyes, and his eyes are full of clarity.

The first time he saw Lan Heng and Jian Xing, he said, "Young man, you two are in good physical condition."

Jian Xing was startled: "Can you see this?"

Expert: "No, I'm talking nonsense, just to comfort you."

Jian Xing: ...

After the two sat down, the expert asked, "What's the problem?"

Jian Xing: "When I was sparring with my friend, I accidentally hit him in the face."

The expert took a closer look and nodded seriously: "You were beaten so hard, your face is covered with bruises. Are you sure you hit it by accident? It wasn't intentional? You can beat your friend with such a handsome face." ?”

"Under normal circumstances, you definitely won't be able to do it." With Lan Heng's face, no one, male or female, would be willing to do it hard.Jian Xing said truthfully, "I was so excited at the time, my brain was full of blood, and my fists went up."

The expert raised his eyebrows, pinched Lan Heng's face and looked at it for a long time, then waved his hand: "Your friend is fine, I think you are the one with the problem."

Jian Xing: "Me?"

Expert: "It's not good to be so impetuous at a young age. How can you be controlled by your emotions? You must calm down and don't be irritable. You see, your friend was almost disfigured just because of your impulsiveness. It's the rest of your friend's life."

Jian Xing was suddenly nervous: "Will it delay his lower half/body??"

He just punched him in the face, how could the injury spread down?

Expert: "Isn't it? There's nothing wrong with your face. The bruises will go away after a few days. The key is a psychological problem. I think your friend has been depressed by your uppercut. He hasn't said a word since he came in." , you should pay more attention to your friend's psychological state."

"Is it really not necessary to take a brain CT scan?" Jian Xing was still worried. The expert had a look of "are you an expert or am I an expert?" Jian Xing immediately changed his words, "So what I should get tested is the psychology department?"

Expert: "Exactly."

Jian Xing looked at Lan Heng hesitantly, and finally looked at the expert: "But my friend is not talkative by nature, so it shouldn't be depression."

The expert looked unteachable, he looked at Lan Heng lovingly, and said kindly: "Young man, tell grandpa, can you speak normally?"

Lan Heng began to perform the first word: "Yes."

The expert stretched out another finger, and said softly, "Tell grandpa, what is this number?"

Always feeling that something was wrong, Jian Xing looked at Lan Heng with a troubled face, Lan Heng was as indifferent as ever.Look at the expert grandfather again, with a kind face.

Really a bit mentally handicapped.

Maybe not a little.

But Jian Xing told himself that this is an expert, this is an expert, and the registration fee of 300 yuan is a testament to the real talent and knowledge of the expert.

Experts may lie, but the 300 yuan registration fee will not.

Jian Xing encouraged: "Lan Heng, speak out bravely!"

The experts encouraged together, and their wrinkled faces were full of energy: "Young man, tell us, what do you see?!"

Maybe it was because the experts were too serious, which made Jian Xing a little inexplicably nervous.

His heart was gradually suspended, Lan Heng really didn't even know how much it was, did he?

In the long-awaited anticipation of the two, Lan Heng's mood was complicated and his expression was obscure.Finally, in the sight of everyone's expectation, he spit out the correct answer: "It is 1."

As soon as the words fell, Jian Xing excitedly grabbed Lan Heng's wrist, as if witnessing a medical miracle with his own eyes.

Lan Heng was still a little speechless at first, but felt the strength of his wrist, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at Jian Xing.

The expert slapped the table and said, "You're right, it's 1!"

Jian Xing still couldn't let go, and asked many questions and precautions repeatedly.The expert took out his past 30 years of treatment experience as a guarantee that there is absolutely nothing wrong with it.

Only then did Jian Xing breathe a sigh of relief.

The moment the door was closed, Jian Xing poked his head into the outpatient room again: "My punch won't spread to my friend's lower body/body?"

The expert patted his chest: "I'm sure you'll be fine, your friend's life will be smooth for the rest of his life."

If due to his own fault, Lan Heng's descendants are affected, then he will never be blamed for his death.

Experts believed that Lan Heng should go to the psychology department, and Jian Xing asked for some ointment, but was refused.

The expert only asked Jian Xing to give Lan Heng a hot compress to promote blood circulation, there is no need to waste this money.

Jian Xing shifted his pace and wanted to continue to register with the psychology department, but was stopped by Lan Heng.

Lan Heng: "I'm really fine."

Jian Xing turned his head to stare at Lan Heng. This time, Lan Heng avoided his eyes a little. Jian Xing watched for a long time, but Lan Heng showed no sign of turning red.

Lan Heng: "It's very late."

Looking at the time, it was indeed a bit late, and he was going to City Z tomorrow, and Jian Xing hadn't packed his things yet.

"Are you sure you're okay? Does your face hurt? Does it affect your speech? And..." This is what Jian Xing cares most about, "Will it affect this week's game?"

Lan Heng confirmed the opening: "It won't affect."

The day that made Jian Xing fearful was finally over. Jian Xing thoughtfully sent Lan Heng back to the team headquarters, and then took a taxi back to pack his luggage.

But after he went back, he realized that he had nothing to tidy up at all.

Tang Yilong asked the staff to measure Jian Xing's size, and worked overtime to provide Jian Xing with racing suits and fireproof underwear... The cockpit has also been customized, and if there is no accident, it can be used before qualifying.

To go to Z City to participate in the competition, just bring people with you.

The team was in charge of preparing the competition supplies. Jian Xing looked at the well-decorated but slightly empty house, suddenly a little confused.

Then why did he rush back?It doesn't seem to work.

Coming to the refrigerator, Jian Xing took out fresh vegetables, fruits and fish, and turned on the kitchen light.

Since you have nothing to do, cook yourself a meal.

After eating, Jian Xing was washing the dishes, and the screen of the mobile phone on the cooking table was always on.When Jian Xing found out, there were already 8 missed calls.

It's Cheng Liao.

As soon as he answered the phone, Cheng Liao's tone was particularly angry: "Why haven't you answered the phone for so long? Do you know how worried I am about you?"

I'm worried that you won't be able to make it to the show.

The amount of traffic Jian Xing brought to the program group is extraordinary, if you let Jian Xing go now, it's tantamount to letting go of a cash cow.

Jian Xing pressed the speaker: "I was washing dishes, I didn't see it."

do the washing up?

Immediately, the sound of running water from the other party came from the Bluetooth headset.Cheng Liao was surprised: "You can also wash dishes?"

Jian Xing: "Not only can I wash dishes, but I can also take a shower, wash my hair, and wash my clothes. Is it good?"

"Excellent," Cheng Liao said sincerely, "my son can't do anything, and he has to go to the barber shop after washing his hair. It's like killing him to let him move by himself. He refused to arrange accommodation for him earlier, saying no. Can do laundry, how can you say there is such a delicate person?"

Jian Xing's dishwashing hands paused, uncontrollably sour.Him: "Oh."

Soon Jian Xing realized that his tone was wrong, and he added: "Then you beat him."

"Where are you willing to beat him? The little ancestor in the family, it's too late to pay for it." Cheng Liao was helpless, and then changed the subject, "You usually do this by yourself? I'll hire you a nanny, you have to take good care of yourself , being photogenic has very high requirements on the skin.”

Jian Xing washed the dishes slowly: "Okay, I want eight-pack abs, height above 185, wide shoulders and narrow hips, a nanny who talks less. Is there any?"

Cheng Liao: "Are you looking for a male model? Based on your requirements, those who don't know think you want to have a one-night stand."

Jian Xing: "Just tell me what you want me to do."

It is impossible for Cheng Liao to call him for no reason. Cheng Liao can take the initiative to call him, either because of the request of the program group or because of business.

"Can't I just care about you? You are a little older than my son, and I treat you like half my son." Cheng Liao blamed, complaining as if he had been misunderstood.Then he added, "Next Monday's program will be recorded in Tibet. The entire program group has to leave early, and you pack it up tomorrow."

tomorrow?

Jian Xing turned off the tap: "I have something to do this week, so I can't go to Tibet to record a program."

Cheng Liao: "How old are you, what is your business? Is it important to record a program no matter how big it is? Don't underestimate your current commercial value. Many companies have contacted me and asked if you plan to sign a contract. Even if You didn't make your debut on this show, there are plenty of brokerage companies who want to sign you. You put other messy things aside and focus on your career."

Jian Xing took off the gloves: "I won't debut."

Cheng Liao: "How old are you to have such a reputation, how many people pray to gods and worship Buddha, wishing to replace you as you."

Jian Xing hung the gloves on the rack to dry naturally, and wiped the water stains on the countertop with a rag: "Then let them replace me."

"What the hell are you thinking, kid?" Cheng Liao hated iron and steel, "How much do you want? I will discuss it with the brokerage company. Don't waste your own resources. You can set a price, and it doesn't matter if it's too much." .”

Jian Xing said, "20 billion."

Cheng Liao almost thought he heard it wrong: "What?"

Jian Xing: "One billion is fine."

Only then did Cheng Liao confirm that he had heard correctly, and Jian Xing's tone was unusually serious.

Cheng Liao pressed Tutu's temples, and said in a good-tempered manner: "You have to prioritize things, what's your business this week, can you really not push it?"

Jian Xing: "There is a competition, and it is my top priority right now."

Cheng Liao took the precaution: "I understand. The program team will find good excuses for you. Are you unwell? Not acclimatized? But you must know that even if our program team allows you not to come, many viewers will not be able to accept you If you are absent suddenly, you have to be prepared to be hacked by the whole network."

Jian Xing: "I understand."

Cheng Liao only knew that Jian Xing was about 89 years old. Children at this age care about face and are afraid of public opinion.Originally Cheng Liao wanted to scare Jian Xing, but unexpectedly Jian Xing was not afraid at all.

Although he didn't understand what Jian Xing was going to do, Cheng Liao could understand that Jian Xing was determined to do it.

The air ticket is set at [-]:[-] in the morning, and the two-and-a-half-hour flight is not too far away.

Tang Yilong didn't buy a helicopter with a lot of money like the Huasheng team, but bought an economy class ticket.But because Jian Xing just arrived, he wanted to make a good impression on Jian Xing, so he upgraded Jian Xing to a business seat at his own expense.

And because he was afraid of Lan Heng's psychological discomfort, Tang Yilong felt heartbroken again, and upgraded Lan Heng to a cabin.

Therefore, in the entire team, only Jian Xing and Lan Heng are business seats.

After checking in, Jian Xing carried a small bag.

Fang Nuozhe saw Jian Xing in the crowd at a glance, and stepped forward: "Brother Xing, let me carry your bag for you. What are you packing here? Why don't you check it in?"

"I'll just do it myself," Jian Xing lowered his head and looked at the smooth ground, and politely declined, "Computers cannot be checked in."

Fang Nuozhe: "Do you bring your computer to play games?"

Jian Xing: "Yes."

He didn't want to tell Fang Nuozhe that he brought the computer for online classes.

During the game, I brought my computer to take online classes, just listening to it makes me feel like a child.

At the same time, Tang Yilong, who had checked in for the plane, was pulling Lan Heng to say something. Tang Yilong liked to draw his fingers when he spoke, and his eyebrows were beaming when he spoke.

Lan Heng kept a cold face beside him, in order for Tang Yilong to talk to him better, he lowered his head slightly to listen.

Very polite.

Jian Xing withdrew his gaze, Fang Nuozhe's courtship failed, but it did not prevent him from starting the topic: "Brother Xing, are you afraid of sleeping alone?"

Jian Xing frowned in confusion.

With this frown, Fang Nuozhe always felt that a catastrophe was imminent.He tentatively said cautiously: "Brother, I want to live in a single room by myself, and I don't want to sleep with Brother Long."

Jian Xing still didn't understand what Fang Nuozhe was going to say: "Just speak up if you have something to say, and you don't need to hide it."

"Okay, then I'll just say it straight." Fang Nuozhe murmured as if he had been forgiven, "Brother Long is annoying when he sleeps, he can talk all night without thinking about it, about his family history, I can memorize the history of entrepreneurship. But I don’t want to sleep with Brother Heng, he is too hot, and I sweat all over when I look at him.”

Jian Xing subconsciously asked, "What about me?"

Fang Nuozhe looked embarrassed: "I'm afraid you'll get up in the middle of the night and beat me..."

Jian Xing had heard about the room arrangement. In order to save the team's funds and take care of him, Tang Yilong specially reserved three rooms.

Fang Nuozhe and Tang Yilong shared a room, and he and Lan Heng shared a room.

Jian Xing's sleep quality is not bad, if it's just talking in sleep, he can completely accept it.

Jian Xing: "Then I'll sleep with Boss Tang."

方诺哲感激涕零，神情夸张至极：“哥，我太爱你了。龙哥他睡觉说梦话你就揍他，把他揍醒。说一次你揍一次，说不定龙哥睡觉说梦话这毛病就It can be cured.”

The hotel is locked with a code, and Fang Nuozhe forwarded the room number, password and WIFI password to Jian Xing.In front of Fang Nuozhe, Jian Xing also forwarded the original single room information to Fang Nuozhe.

After getting on the plane, Jian Xing sat on the outside.

He felt that the light outside was a bit bright, and subconsciously glanced out of the window, what caught his eyes was the glaring bruise on Lan Heng's left face.

Jian Xing: "Did you not apply heat?"

Fang Nuozhe happened to walk into the economy class, and said: "Brother Heng, when he first came to the convoy, he couldn't even tell the difference between chicken essence and monosodium glutamate, and his clothes had to be thrown into the washing machine. What hot compress? He definitely can't."

Still a life idiot?

The more Jian Xing thought about it, the more strange it became. Lan Heng always appeared in front of him in a distressed manner, but Lan Heng's own image was superior, with gentle and elegant manners, like a noble son raised by a top-notch family.

Habits can be acquired, but subconscious actions are cultivated from childhood.

Just like how Lan Heng eats, chewing slowly and taking his time, Jian Xing can still recall the scene of Lan Heng's meal at this moment.

Like an aristocrat in a European-style castle.

But, will the nobles go to move bricks?

Jian Xing couldn't figure it out, but he didn't like prying into other people's privacy.Whether Lan Heng is poor or rich, it has nothing to do with him.

The plane took off steadily, and the cabin gradually became quiet.

Jian Xing raised his hand and said, "Hi, can you get me a hot towel?"

The flight attendant smiled: "Of course."

The flight attendant quickly fetched the hot towel, and Jian Xing took the steamy towel and said, "Thank you."

Space left with a decent smile and gesture.

Jian Xing held a hot towel and handed it to Lan Heng: "Will you apply a warm compress?"

The bruise on Lan Heng's left face was not so heavy yesterday, but for some reason today, the color became darker.On this cold handsome face, it looked like a huge birthmark.

Lan Heng said "thank you", took the hot towel, pointed at the left side of his face and pressed it directly.

Jian Xing opened his eyes wide in horror, the hot compress was so hot...it was too cruel.

Jian Xing stretched out his hand helplessly: "Give it to me."

The hot towel returned to Jian Xing's hand. Although the towel was not so hot that it was unbearable, it would definitely be uncomfortable to press on the bruise unreservedly.

Carefully touching the bruise on Lan Heng's left face with a hot towel, Jian Xing blamed himself more and more.

Because of self-blame, Jian Xing's subordinates moved very lightly, bouncing on Lan Heng's cheeks like heated feathers.When Jian Xing felt that his skin could adapt, he slowly pressed the towel on.

Jian Xing: "Okay, press it yourself."

Lan Heng: "Oh."

Jian Xing is used to Lan Heng not being able to "oh" people at all times, and he will not get angry about it.

The last time he got angry was an accident, if he hadn't been embarrassed in front of Lan Heng, his emotions would not have been so changeable.

While taking off the mask, he lowered the brim of the hat, adjusted the seat and leaned back, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.

There was a buzzing noise in his ears, Jian Xing's sleep quality was not bad, and he fell asleep not long after closing his eyes.

Lan Heng pressed the hot towel with his left hand, and the air conditioner was turned on in the plane, so the heat of the towel could not last long.

Ke Lanheng still maintained the same movement. The difference from before was that he turned around slightly, and his light eyes fell on Jian Xing who was sitting outside.

Passing by this row of seats, the flight attendant saw the hot towel in Lan Heng's hand, and said, "Sir, I need to change it for you—"

Before the flight attendant finished speaking, Lan Heng put his right index finger in front of his lips, staring at Jian Xing who turned his head slightly.

The flight attendant looked along the line of sight and immediately understood, she lowered her voice: "Do you need to change the hot towel?"

Lan Heng silently shook his head.

The flight attendant also wants to say, do you need to take back the cold towel in your hand?But looking at Lan Heng's expression, she felt that her question was unnecessary.

Lan Heng adjusted the seat, and adjusted the inclination angle of the seat to be almost the same as Jian Xing's.

Jian Xing's black peaked cap is very big, because it is pulled down deliberately, most of the eyebrows, eyes and bridge of the nose are hidden in the shadows.

The sharp jaw and the thin and tight lips are like an eagle spreading its wings in the dark night.

Even in his sleep, he exudes a strong strength.

This face is aggressive and at the same time extraordinarily seductive.Jian Xing's attractiveness lies not only in this imposing face, but also in his aura exuding from the inside out.

Under the stubborn and fearless shell is fragile softness.

Jian Xing woke up in a daze. He habitually touched his mobile phone after waking up, but because he was not awake, he hadn't realized that he was on the plane.

He jerked his hand up, causing his right hand to hit the partition between the seats.

The pain jolted him into reality, and he hissed weakly, sitting up straight and looking down at his right hand.

What a disaster.

Looking to the right again, Lan Heng held a white towel tightly with his right hand, his stern face softened slightly under the warm light.

Like a ray of sunlight projecting on the corner of Hanchuan.

In the following time, Jian Xing didn't feel sleepy anymore, and it took another half an hour until the plane landed, left, and picked up the luggage.

Tang Yilong arranged for a driver to pick him up in advance, and Jian Xing and Fang Nuozhe were in the same car.It was already an hour later when we arrived at the hotel, because Fang Nuozhe took advantage of Jian Xing, and Fang Nuozhe was extraordinarily gracious to help with the luggage.

Fang Nuozhe's original room No. 630 was a double room, and the space wasn't too big, so it was barely enough. The prices of hotels in City Z are generally high, and with a limited budget, naturally they can't be too picky.

Just about to lie on the bed and rest for a while, a video message from the professor popped up on the phone.

Enduring his exhaustion, Jian Xing took out the computer, yawned and pressed the power button.