Professional racing driver forced to debut

The atmosphere in the auditorium was chaotic and exciting. The announcement of the champion ignited a fire in the midsummer of August, and thunderbolt shouts and roars came like waves.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and go to the interview?"

The reporter yawned lazily, and walked towards the venue with the camera in his arms.

After the race, all vehicles need to be weighed.

According to the regulations of the Hua-Guo Championship, the weight of the car (including the driver) must not be less than 630kg.

Jian Xing looked at the aggressive foreign media and decided to leave first.

Hua Duo strode forward and grabbed Jian Xing, his face full of excitement: "Brother! Fuck! Are you so awesome? Champion!"

If he can't win the championship, he won't be able to drive a car.

But Jian Xing still gave a "hmm" and said in a low voice, "I have to go first."

Before the car was weighed, Jian Xing had to go to the technical representative office for weighing. Hua Duo kept him all the way.

The technical representative looked at the data: "65kg, is there any problem with this weight data?"

Jian Xing: "No problem."

Although his work and rest were irregular during this period, his exercise and diet were strictly controlled, and his weight did not increase.

The person who was also weighing on the other side looked sideways.

It's okay if this person doesn't look at it, but Hua Duo gets angry when he sees it.

Hua Duo rushed forward with her hips on her hips: "Mu Yuanqing, do you fucking know how to drive? You won't quit Huasai sooner, okay?"

"After the referees have shown the blue flag, why don't you just put it there and take it easy? Are you performing a square dance for the elderly on the track?"

Jian Xing easily pulled Hua Duo, the game was over, and he didn't want to pursue the matter before the game.

All he knew was that he had won the championship.That's enough.

Hua Duo made an exaggerated expression and raised his voice: "Could it be that you misremembered the banner term?"

Mu Yuanqing's face suddenly turned pale.

Seeing that the other party was panicked, Jian Xing's brows gradually deepened.

As a racing driver, even if it is just for fun, it is the most basic to distinguish the rules of the game and the terminology of the flag.If you don't even understand this, going on the track is irresponsible for the track and the safety of others.

The referee first showed the stationary blue flag. At this time, Mu Yuanqing, as the slow car that was trapped, should be prepared to give way in advance.But Mu Yuanqing didn't seem to see it, the blue flag wavered, and he still put it there and accelerated.

"Damn it, if my brother hadn't stopped me, I would definitely beat you to death. Don't think I don't know what you're up to. Anyway, you've been trapped and won't get points. Seeing that someone else is going to win the championship You must be jealous, right?" Hua Duo was extremely contemptuous, "So you deliberately refused to give up the car, deliberately let my brother crash the car, and thought that you would die with the champion. Am I right?"

"Why is your DON team so damaged?"

Jian Xing has really heard of such an example.

In a previous F1 race, the slow car was lapped by the fast car and was finally forced to give way.

The slow car did give way to the track, but it was lingering and extremely reluctant. In the end, the two cars collided, and the fast car lost the championship at its fingertips.

The two had a big fight over it after the game.

Jian Xing really despises this kind of dirty behavior of planning others to die together because they can't compare with others.

But Jian Xing saw Mu Yuanqing's pale and aggrieved face, and always felt that he was not that thoughtful.

Jian Xing once again pulled back Hua Duo who was about to strike hard like a chicken: "Maybe he just doesn't understand the terminology of banners."

For some reason, Mu Yuanqing's face turned paler.

Jian Xing made it clear that he wanted to calm things down, and Hua Duo was willing to give him face. He flattered him a few words, and then glanced coldly at Mu Yuanqing: "The car repairer should repair the car well. It's really bad luck."

Hua Duo took out Jian Xing's mobile phone, and handed it to Jian Xing in an abnormal manner, and Jian Xing quickly opened a certain QR code page.Hua Duo felt relieved, this little brother wanted to go with him.

Hua Duo is planning to ask for a WeChat account for the convenience of future contact.

Hua Duo scanned and was just about to send a friend request when he saw the picture on the phone screen and blinked in confusion.

This is the transfer page? ?

So the QR code Jianxing gave him just now was not a friend code, but an Alipay payment code?

Hua Duo rushed away with the wind on his feet, he must get the WeChat ID of this little brother today.Suddenly, the soles of his feet stopped suddenly, and he took two steps back in a row.

Hua Duo's face also turned indescribably complicated, and Mu Yuanqing next to him seemed to have found hope in the dry land where the long drought meets the rain.

Jian Xing was still wearing a helmet, and through the goggles, Lan Heng's facial features were still impeccably handsome, and every corner was icy cold.

Jian Xing looked sideways at Hua Duo, not understanding why Hua Duo wanted to hide.

Lan Heng was slightly taller than him, with an expression as cold as ice, as if he was here to find fault.

Jian Xing: "Let it go."

Lan Heng didn't speak, he moved his lips, and then pursed them back after a while.The slightly wrinkled brows seemed to have condensed a layer of long-frozen frost, and he looked at Jian Xing quietly, surprisingly seriously.

Jian Xing was a little impatient, and pointed to Hua Duo: "Whether it's to find fault or to vent your anger on your teammates, you should look for him, not me."

Hua Duo:? ?

Why is this little brother so heartless?

Look, is this something a human being can say?

Lan Heng is like a door god stuck at the door, preventing people from entering or leaving. The most important thing is that this person is not willing to communicate with others.

Just as Jian Xing was about to push the man away with brute force, Hua Duo quickly pulled Jian Xing past him, but Jian Xing was unprepared for a stagger on the sole of his foot.

A strong hand firmly held Jian Xing's right arm, and with just one hand, he was able to keep Jian Xing's whole body in balance.

Jian Xing also thought of the opponent's rapid control of the car on the track, which cannot be done with ordinary arm strength.

Just as Jian Xing wanted to say thank you, the other party spoke first.

"Thank you."

Jian Xing:?

Lan Heng's eyes were bright, and they fell on Jian Xing tightly.

After staring at it for a while, he seemed to want to say a lot, but in the end he only turned it into a simple congratulation: "Congratulations."

Fang Nuozhe, who had been watching for a long time, could almost stuff an egg into his mouth, and Mu Yuanqing's complexion suddenly sank after finally getting better.

In their lifetime, they could actually hear Lan Heng speak on his own initiative?

How strange!

Lan Heng got out of the way after saying congratulations, as if these four words consumed all his energy.Then he turned his back to Jian Xing, as if trying to restrain himself.

Jian Xing left inexplicably.

Hua Duo still felt that something was wrong, too wrong.

"Little brother, I will arrange some bodyguards for you later, Lan Heng's behavior today is very abnormal."

Jian Xing changed into his regular clothes and asked, "What's wrong?"

Hua Duo: "Lan Heng is terribly cold. His brainless fans call him 'Iceman', 'Ice Man', and 'Cruel Little Prince'. It's disgusting to think about it."

"Lan Heng is also a frequent visitor of Hua Sai. I have met him so many times, but we have never said a word. Why did he talk to you the first time he saw you, and why did he take the initiative to talk to you?"

"He also speaks one word or two, and has never heard a complete sentence, like a disabled person."

Jian Xing put on the mask and pointed to the phone: "Remember to settle the salary."

Hua Duo: ...?vulgar!

Hua Duo generously transferred money to Jian Xing, and then sent an Alipay friend addition application.

"Your driver Xu Songming is crying again, why don't you go and see?"

Zhou Zhicheng folded his arms, gloating.

Who doesn't know that Xu Songming, the racing driver of the future team, is a crying bag. He cries when he is wronged and loses a game.

Zhou Zhicheng is the chairman of the Huaqi Federation and the race director of the top domestic team Huasheng Racing Team.

Huang Fei was speechless when he heard this, he couldn't figure it out, where did the old man get so many tears?

Huang Fei waved his hand: "He knew he was crying. He spent a lot of money to put him and Qi Lianyu on the show, and wanted to use this opportunity to promote the racing culture. As a result, these two people are very good. One has diarrhea and the other is fourth."

"Two things that are not successful enough to fail, so much money wasted."

Huang Fei is the general manager of Yinzhou International Circuit Co., Ltd. He has mastered all the hardware resources of Huaguo Circuit by himself.Also the first to launch the F1 concept team - the future team.

He hopes to create a business miracle in China's professional sports market in the form of motorsports.

It's a pity that the future team basically ranks at the bottom.

Thinking of this, Huang Fei sighed again and again, and poured a cup of tea: "What about you? Why don't you go to the race? Isn't Eureka Jones of your Huasheng team awesome? The winner of the championship twice, how amazing."

Zhou Zhicheng also lamented: "It's embarrassing to think about relying on someone from another country to win the championship at home in Huaguo."

But there is no way around it. As the official team of the Huasheng Automobile Federation, if the Huasheng team is at the bottom like the future team, how embarrassing it will be?

Even if you spend a lot of money to paste gold bricks on the concrete floor, you must do a good job on the surface.

Zhou Zhicheng suddenly received a phone call from Eureka Jones. Huang Fei raised his eyebrows and said sourly, "Hey, the good news is here."

Zhou Zhicheng was already numb to the fact that Eureka Jones won the championship, he clicked on and turned on the speaker——

"I want to report to the competition team! Someone maliciously interfered with the competition!"

"This championship was won by cheating! Lost the fairness of the game!"

"We must report to the competition committee, this championship originally belonged to me!"

Zhou Zhicheng and Huang Fei were at a loss. Eureka Jones spoke intermittently and was not proficient in Chinese, so she popped out a few sentences in English halfway through.

The English level of the two is not bad, but they can't stand Eureka Jones' confused expression.

But they probably understood that Eureka Jones was not the champion this time.

Although Eureka Jones is the driver managed by Zhou Zhicheng, when he heard that someone won the championship, he was more excited than Eureka Jones won the championship.

Zhou Zhicheng: "What did you say? You're not a champion? That's great!"

Eureka Jones didn't understand why the other party was so happy, he said sullenly: "Yes. Someone cheated, I want to report it!"

Zhou Zhicheng was excited: "Tell me the specific situation quickly."

But Eureka Jones is not very clear about the specific situation. He only knows that the Songliang team hired foreign aid and changed drivers without the consent of the race committee.

This is against the rules.

At the beginning, Eureka Jones just sympathized with the opponent. The opponent tried his best to win the championship, like a poor mayfly shaking a tree.

But he never thought that this person actually won his championship.

He must report the Songliang team.

Eureka Jones babbled again for a long time, and the two middle-aged people became angry when they heard it. Zhou Zhicheng gave a perfunctory "Oh oh oh", hung up the phone and called the game commentator backhand.

Zhou Zhicheng said: "Who is the champion this time?!"

The commentator almost roared: "It's not Eureka Jones! My God! This driver is absolutely, absolutely amazing!"

Zhou Zhicheng also shouted: "I know it's not Eureka, I'm asking who is the champion! Is it Chinese?"

Huang Fei moved towards the door calmly. Once the name of the champion was confirmed, he would start poaching corners.

Being able to compete with Eureka Jones who drove a kart since childhood, and become the first Chinese racer to beat Eureka Jones...

He must grab it.

Even if the salary is high.

"Of course it's Chinese!" The commentator gasped, "It's the racer of Songliang Racing Team, it's Lu Yang..."

With a bang, Zhou Zhicheng and Huang Fei flew towards the door at the same time, and Zhou Zhicheng's phone fell to pieces because he was too anxious.

Lu Yang, Lu Yang, Lu Yang!

The champion of the Huaguo Championship this time is actually Lu Yang!

The person who defeated Eureka Jones turned out to be Chinese Lu Yang!

Huang Fei and Zhou Zhicheng looked at each other, they were all determined to win.