Mad dog? !
Wang Yan was a little confused by the scolding and didn't even react at the first moment.
Huang Xusheng was afraid of a conflict, so he immediately changed his mind and said, "Master Hang, my buddy, it's okay!"
"You are the most special ink stain!"
Chen Yuhang scolded Huang Xu again, then turned around and continued shouting: "Brothers are all stupid! Erzi, hurry up and clear the field, and those who are following you should hurry up and get on the track!"
Isn’t this manic-depressive disorder
Wang Yan was originally very angry, but after calming down and thinking about it, he actually found it a bit funny.
It is normal for young people to get angry over their girlfriends, and a fight is not a big deal, but such inexplicable rage can only be explained by an underdeveloped mind.
Lin Weiwei comforted Wang Yan: "Wang Wang, don't pay attention to that guy. I've heard that she's not normal. I didn't expect her to be so weird."
Huang Xu may also feel that it is unjustifiable, so he apologized awkwardly: "Brother, Mr. Hang has that kind of character. It's not directed at you. Don't think too much about it. Wait for us to come down later and find an opportunity to introduce it to you. People are very loyal and there is nothing wrong with them. pick!"
No, I'm not going to meet a psychopath.
Wang Yan actually understands the customs and habits of various places very well. The older generation in the imperial capital likes to address people as "Master", but this is based on mutual respect and is essentially low-key and self-effacing.
Nowadays, this word has changed a bit and become more and more rancid. Some people really think of themselves as masters.
Just ask: Are you worthy
"Thank you, I'm fine."
Wang Yan nodded to Huang Xu and thanked him.
Of course, there was a hint of dissatisfaction and ridicule in his expression.
It's so easy to be invisible to emotions and anger.
Huang Xu felt that he was not a human being inside and outside, and became more and more uncomfortable. He got into the driver's seat gloomily.
Wang Yan naturally didn't care what he thought and leaned down to check Lin Weiwei's seat belt.
The six-point safety belt was very secure, and Lin Weiwei was so carefree that she didn't feel nervous at all.
"Oh, okay, okay, these guys can't run on the track as fast as I can on the highway... Don't worry about it."
Even though her words were tough, Lin Weiwei still felt warm in her heart.
Wang Yan said nothing more, stepped aside and watched them drive to the entrance of the track.
On the 911 call, Lin Weiwei glanced sideways at Huang Xu and suddenly asked, "Don't you dislike Wang Yan? Why do you still speak for him?"
Huang Xu's expression was not very good, and he forced a smile and said, "Where did this come from? This guy is a nice guy."
A typical misunderstanding.
In fact, Huang Xu was mainly worried about Wang Yan's "unfounded" background. After all, it was something he made up in his own mind, and he believed it without a doubt.
If there is no conflict of interest, try not to offend as much as possible.
As for whether diaphragm should be diaphragmatic or not, Wang Yan... What nonsense!
Who wouldn't be angry if the girl I'm pursuing so hard is so close to another guy
And the most jealous thing is that not only Lin Weiwei, but also Lin Weiwei’s best friends think that she is better than us, and they are treated blatantly differently. How depressing is that? !
Huang Xu was really jealous, so even though he knew that Wang Yan's family was very powerful, he had no intention of currying favor with him.
You're a foreigner, why are you licking me
Anyway, as long as nothing happens today, it would be great if you meet Chen Yuhang alone outside and get a good beating!
…
Wang Yan took Fu Yushi and Na Wu outside the protective wall of the ring track and watched the battle through the wire barrier.
The two girls were still aggrieved, especially Nawu, whose pretty face turned red with anger.
"Who is that person? Why is he so unqualified! I really want to scold him!"
Wu Fanlin, who had broad-faced hair, didn't end up. He walked around and found that Wang Yan had many high-quality girls. Bian Dian came over and happened to hear Na Wu's complaints.
"Hey, buddy, what's wrong, you're still angry?!"
Wu Fanlin smiled brightly and greeted him in a familiar manner.
"It's okay." Wang Yan shook his head.
"If you ask me, you really don't have the same knowledge as Chen Yuhang."
Wu Fanlin looked around and lowered his voice: "In which circle are there not two spoiled little babies? My family is rich and I am not a bad person. I just open my mouth and talk about sex. Let's take care of it. There is no harm in it."
Why should I wait for you
Wang Yan didn't want to talk about this stupid thing at all, it was a waste of time.
So he naturally changed the topic: "Angkor, who is more powerful among them?"
At the starting point of the ring track, there were ten cars parked two in a row, six of which were sports cars and the other four should be modified cars.
When Wu Fanlin mentioned this, he burst into laughter.
"Brothers, we are just novices running around on a low-difficulty course. Who is better? When there is not much difference in skills, who has a better car and who is better!"
"You know Asahi's 911, GT3, the king of road racing performance, with more than 210 options."
"The 911 next to me is Chen Yuhang's GT3RS. It made its world premiere at the Geneva Motor Show in March this year. This car ranked among the top 10 in the Imperial Capital. It's awesome!"
The broad-faced man almost lost his voice, but Wang Yan was confused.
Both cars were 911s, and they were both very red. Wang Yan stared at them for a long time and found that the sizes of the rear wings of the two cars seemed to be different.
Other than that, what's the difference? !
"How can that be the same?!"
The broadhead's eyes widened.
"Let me put it this way: If Asahi had not made the entire car lightweight and changed it to a competitive-style coilover shock absorber, there would be no need to compare the two cars together!"
Wang Yan's feeling can only be expressed in four words: I don't know how to feel.
Wu Fanlin is one of the amateurs who knows a lot about cars. He talks about various car models very well. Wang Yan doesn't dislike this person and listens to them with great interest.
As a boy, I always lack resistance to cars. Although I can only watch the fun now, but if I know more about it, I will be more calm when I actually set foot on the chariot in the future.
While they were chatting, there was a roar of engines inside, and the game officially started.
The circular track of the China Automobile Federation is very interesting. Although the road surface is very narrow and only allows three cars to run parallel, after turning a right-angle corner, there is a 650-meter straight road.
"Although it won't work this way or that way, this straight road is really a bad situation!"
Wu Fanlin was full of praise for this.
Wang Yan watched the sports cars roaring and accelerating after exiting the corners. The roar of the engines shook his eardrums like shock waves, and his blood boiled in his heart.
The sport of racing is indeed a bit fun...
Just as they were admiring, the two red Porsches at the beginning had already accelerated to over 120 kilometers per hour. Looking from the viewing area, they looked like two red flames, dragging out long phantom lights.
Using a speed of 30 meters per second to cross a 650-meter straight road, the real sprint time is only more than ten seconds.
For the rest of the journey, you should slow down and prepare to cut into the next corner.
On road tracks, drifting and other things are just a showpiece, and the kinetic energy is lost too much. Real professional drivers try their best to get stuck on the outside track and cut corners at large angles.
Chen Yuhang and Huang Xu naturally understood this truth and were already prepared.
However, at this moment, a black shadow flew in the sky.
boom!
I finally made it before 12 o'clock. I am now practicing the immortal code and continue writing. I will try not to delay the update at 8 o'clock tomorrow.
(End of chapter)