Hearing that the counterfeit would perform some of his track skills on the track, everyone cheered instantly.
At this moment, Lin Yan became more and more curious. This impostor dared to say such a thing, did he really intend to show off some of his skills on the track
"What are you pretending to be?" On the side, Qi Shaoyuan said softly to Lin Yan, "This impostor says he can show off your racing skills? How is this possible!"
In fact, Lin Yan was also very curious about this, but she had a little expectation. She wanted to see if the counterfeit could fulfill her promise on the track as she said.
Not long after, all members of the K1 racing team stepped onto the arena and entered the racing cars. Not long after, more than a dozen cars started almost simultaneously.
Although the temporary change of the counterfeit caught everyone in the K1 racing team by surprise, and they did not rehearse for the exhibition game in advance, but they are the top racing team in China after all, and they cooperate very tacitly.
From the start of the K1 racing team to the end, it took about a quarter of an hour. Although the performance was slightly flawed, it was enough to prove that this team was not simple without any rehearsal.
After the K1 racing team ended, the counterfeit slowly walked onto the field surrounded by everyone.
Suddenly, there was only one counterfeit left on the field.
He was dressed in a silver racing suit, with his back to everyone, and the silver chariot was on his right.
It has to be said that after wearing the helmet, this counterfeit product is similar to Lin Yan enough to be fake, even Lin Yan himself has the illusion that he is watching his own game.
At this moment, Wei Xufeng and the others did not take their eyes off the counterfeit on the field for a moment, and there was strong expectation and excitement in their eyes.
Not to mention Wei Xufeng, even Qi Shaoyuan stepped forward, staring at the fake.
The only difference is that Qi Shaoyuan was just curious, and wanted to see how the counterfeit showed off Lin Yan's racing skills on the field.
Soon, the counterfeit opened the car door, got on the silver racing car, excited the car, and ran it in one go.
"Shua"!
Almost instantly, the silver racing car flew away like a wild horse.
"Damn... I really have a way..."
Seeing this, Qi Shaoyuan murmured.
I have to say that this impostor, in order to pretend to be the boss of his own family, has really put in a lot of effort. Even the way he opens the door is exactly the same as Lin Yan in the arena. Like Wei Xufeng's fake fan, he was blindfolded by this fake.
Standing beside Pei Yutang, Lin Yan stared at the silver racing car that was showing off on the field, thoughtfully.
This is really a more professional imitation show.
From every detail, even from the point of view of the big rhythm, this counterfeit has almost achieved a seamless level, imitating Lin Yan in the game state perfectly.
"Sister-in-law, look... that's awesome!"
On the side, Pei Yutang didn't turn his head back, and excitedly turned towards Lin Yan beside him, "Sister-in-law, look, you really deserve to be a track legend... The handling of this corner, the mastery of this rhythm, is simply invincible! Too strong Already! If I have one-tenth of this power, then I will be invincible!"
Before Lin Yan could open his mouth, at one of the corners in the arena, the silver racing car made a beautiful side-wing drift.