He Lefeng looked at He Xiong, and said softly, "Uncle, Sister Yan and I will do our best."
After He Xiong left, Lin Yan and He Lefeng sat aside, watching the pre-match inspection by the He family team.
"It's true that there is no good equipment." Lin Yan said softly after taking a few glances.
He Lefeng looked a little embarrassed, "Sister Yan, it's actually not bad, although it's not as good as those big racing teams, but it has all the basic things it should have."
Hearing this, Lin Yan couldn't help but touch his forehead.
If you don't even have basic equipment, can you still go on the road? What is basic...
"Sister Yan, in fact, in addition to the equipment, the driver's judgment and skills are also the key." He Lefeng said.
Hearing this, Lin Yan smiled slightly. Apart from auxiliary equipment, the most important thing is the racing car. However, a car that can meet the racing standard can be so bad. As long as the gap is not too huge, the technology can make up for it.
"Xiaofeng, Xiaoyan, come down."
After a while, the old man He Dingkun called out to Lin Yan.
Hearing the old man speak, Lin Yan and He Lefeng nodded, got up at the same time, and walked towards the preparation field.
"Xiaofeng, Saifu."
The old man He Dingkun handed a set of silver suits to He Lefeng.
"Flame-resistant racing shoes, flame-resistant masks, flame-resistant gloves, and helmets, check them yourself, and then give Xiao Yan a set." He Dingkun said.
"Grandpa, I see." He Lefeng squatted aside, carefully inspecting the racing equipment.
After confirming that it was correct, He Lefeng directly put the silver racing suit on himself, and immediately looked at Lin Yan: "Sister Yan, my navigator was a man before, and I guess you can't use his equipment. A few days ago, grandpa specially customized it for you. I ordered a set, and I’ll pick it up for you in the car later.”
"Okay." Lin Yan nodded.
Soon, Lin Yan's eyes fell on the racing suit that He Lefeng had already put on, and a strange look appeared in his eyes.
"Xiaofeng, our racing suit... why does it look familiar to me..." Lin Yan asked.
The racing uniforms of the He family racing team, except for the different team logo, the style and color, are almost the same as her previous racing uniforms. If you don't distinguish carefully, it is almost easy to mistake them.
Hearing Lin Yan's words, He Lefeng smiled and said, "Sister Yan, you must look familiar, you met last night."
"We met last night?" Lin Yan looked a little puzzled.
"That's right." He Lefeng nodded, and explained to Lin Yan: "Didn't we watch the racing video together last night... The race track death god Yeva is wearing this kind of racing uniform."
Lin Yan: "..." She guessed right.
"Haha, Sister Yan, you don't know, but our racing uniforms are very popular in domestic circles. Many racing teams, big and small, like silver racing uniforms." He Lefeng laughed.
Lin Yan really doesn't know much about the domestic racing circle.
"Since the track death god yeva has won the world's first league for several consecutive times, this silver racing suit has become popular, including several apprentices of the track death god yeva, like the wave python master, the death butcher car king, they used it later All of them are silver car suits." He Lefeng explained.
"Have you finished talking nonsense?"
Before Lin Yan could speak, He Xiong and He Mingkai strode forward.
"She is just a fake, you tell her so much, what does she know, waste time, hurry up and check your car." He Xiong waved impatiently.