What should I say about this situation now
It is absolutely certain that Ye Shuang has always determined and insisted on her female identity from the beginning. Even with the blessing of transgender BUFF, for her, it is just an abnormal state that she has to accept like her menstrual period.
But even if Ye Shuang refused to admit her deceiving gender anomaly when she was a male, the impact of this gender change still existed. Such as changes in height and muscle-fat ratio, switching between male and female signs... All these changes in physical characteristics are of course not limited to appearance, but also changes in the hormone content in the body of the two genders.
Therefore, as the secretion of androgens in the body increased when she was a man, although Ye Shuang still had the consciousness of being a woman at this time, and her personality and thinking mode had not changed, in fact many of her behavioral thoughts were still unconsciously influenced by her subconscious. Influenced by some men's styles and attitudes - such as competitiveness, inflated self-esteem, strong territorial awareness, etc...
Another point besides this is probably Ye Shuang's own attitude towards the use of her male identity - Shuangmei feels that sooner or later she will eliminate the transformed male posture, so to her, the identity under this gender is basically the same as It is a trumpet account for playing games and a vest for forums.
Anyway, it is the kind that you will get rid of sooner or later, and you can use it however you want without worrying about the subsequent effects that will affect your loved ones around you.
Strong ability, psychological pride, and the freedom to play can guarantee no worries... Therefore, under the combined effects of various comprehensive factors, Ye Shuang can now naturally smile without any scruples and look proudly at the man who compares himself with him outside the car window. The man with the middle finger slightly curved his thin lips in a mocking arc and said sarcastically: "What, you don't have the guts?"
“…”
The female companions brought by the underground racing gang had already begun to scream, and the guys who were standing in the direction Ye Shuang was provoking felt that they were so shameless.
Not brave? ! People who like to play this still don’t have the guts
The provoked target's face sank, and he threw the half-stub of cigarette butt in his hand to the ground. He raised his foot and crushed it before opening the car door and getting into the driver's seat with a cold snort.
The people around him dispersed in recognition, but Brother Ruan was a little worried and leaned over Ye Shuang's window: "Brother Ye really wants to play with them?! In fact, we are just here to watch the fun, there is no need..."
"It's okay, I will pay attention to my own safety." Ye Shuang comforted with a smile, but did not listen to Brother Ruan's advice.
What's more important is that the performance of Beijing's second-generation car is really good. People have enough money, so modifications can naturally cost money. It can increase the speed while taking into account the chassis and safety performance. It is not easy to get the last letter of approval from Yao Zhixing. Driving an ordinary car or an ordinary modified car may not satisfy the other party. Han Chu obviously has a problem. There happens to be a good car delivered to his door now, so he will not take advantage of it. It's such a shame to take this one.
Even if Yao Zhixing didn't see it, it didn't matter. Someone would tell him about it afterwards... It would be strange for the younger brother who lost not to cry and beg his boss to seek justice for him.
The two sports cars were ready to start the race. Naturally, the opponent's friends had nothing to worry about. They were all people who loved playing cars and knew each other's level well.
The second generation of Beijing are ignorant and fearless. They don't know Ye Shuang's background yet, so they don't know whether the other party is good or not. But since he's on the field, it's no problem.
Only brother Ruan always had a worried look on his face. The two second-generation Jing brothers probably had a KTV relationship with this brother before. In addition, everyone knew that Mr. Fang liked Ruan Ruan, so they naturally wanted to comfort each other when they saw his expression. Two sentences: "It's okay. Brother Ye is confident if he dares to compete. Besides, the modified performance of our car is definitely better than the one here."
Resources determine the quality. The capital is the political center of the country. The concentration of high-end technology and channels is naturally unmatched by ordinary cities. Not to mention the modified cars in Shanlin City, even the Magic City or foreign modified car factories may not be able to stabilize the capital. .
"But..." Brother Ruan's face turned pale, and he finally remembered something that seemed very serious: "But I suddenly remembered that Brother Ye didn't even have time to take the driver's license exam..."
“…”
The two second-generation Beijing students stood in silence for three seconds, and then their expressions changed drastically: "I'm in such a big mess!!"
Nima, what kind of level is it that you haven't even had time to take the driver's license test? ! Then the gambling gods haven’t even touched a car for a few days, right
Just when the two of them were about to turn around and stop the race, the younger sister in front of the car, who was temporarily acting as the starter, waved her arm downwards. The two cars had already hit the accelerator at the same time and shot out. In the blink of an eye, they were rubbing against the lower parts of the car body with the sound of wind. The whirling noise blew away, like a beast running into the night, leaving only a faint dim light in the distance that gradually faded away and disappeared from everyone's sight.
"W-Should we call an ambulance first?!" Brother Ruan was almost crying as he held the phone.
“…”
It didn't take long for Ye Shuang's car to leave his opponent behind.
Just as Jing Erdai said to Brother Ruan, this car was modified at a Jingcheng modification factory with a large investment, and all the equipment and performance are not comparable to modified cars from small places.
In addition to the hardware configuration that determines vehicle performance, another important factor that determines vehicle speed is the driver's own operation and control capabilities, that is to say, driving skills.
During the previous test run with brother Ruan, Ye Shuang had already had a preliminary understanding of the car's performance, including its speed, mass, and the smooth grip limit determined by tire friction, etc... It was impossible to do it manually. The factors that can be controlled are called "variables". If there are too many "variables" that cannot be controlled to a certain extent, the possible result is "out of control".
Accidents are prone to occur in racing, such as the vehicle sliding off the road due to being too fast. But in Ye Shuang's opinion, these so-called "accidents" were actually caused by too many "variables" caused by imprecise calculations, which ultimately led to "out of control" results.
The limit of human control and calculation is not her limit, so Ye Shuang does not have to worry about "accidents". The so-called variables are just a combination of constants within a certain range. She only needs to accurately calculate every detail...
The driver in the car behind cursed and slammed the steering wheel. He saw that the car in front did not slow down at all on the curve, and could even accurately drift through every intersection. It should be a thrilling behavior, but it seemed like everything They are all moving according to the trajectory calculated by the other party, without any hesitation or instability...
XX your OO! When did such a number one person appear in Shanlin City? !
Could it be that someone finally came to declare a challenge because he was unhappy with Yao Zhixing? Is the second in command of the team the chicken that cut off the head of the chicken in sacrifice to the flag in the opponent's first battle? !
The driver suddenly began to conspire, thinking of the straight stretch after the curve. With his blood suppressed all the way, he stepped on the accelerator without any scruples and accelerated like crazy. The distance to the car in front of him finally gradually shortened.
Ye Shuang glanced at the rearview mirror and calculated the friction resistance of his tires. It seemed that he could still hold on to the ground even if he increased his speed? !
So he stepped on the accelerator, and the driver behind him almost bulged his eyes when he discovered that the car in front had actually accelerated again, and it didn't even start to drift... This is simply unscientific! !
The two racing cars chased each other wildly, performing life and death on the fairway.
But the only difference is that Ye Shuang's speed seems crazy, but it is actually always under control. The straights are smooth, the corners are smooth, and the car body shows no signs of losing control. Even if it drifts, there is no excessive arc, and the trajectory is so smooth. It's like it's actually going 40 yards.
The car behind was obviously a little impulsive, and several times it almost slid off the road and hit the guardrail next to it.
Ye Shuang frowned and realized that he seemed to have made some miscalculations.
She doesn't have to worry about the car's numerical value, but the variables of people's hearts seem a little difficult to control. The other party's rhythm is obviously unstoppable. It's okay if the curve is not too steep now, but if it continues, there may be a car crash and death on the track later.
And more importantly, she forgot to agree on a finish line with her opponent before the competition...
"..." Speechless, Ye Shuang slightly released the accelerator. He controlled the car and waited for the opponent to come up from the side. Then the two cars ran side by side, opened the window and turned around: "Otherwise, it's a draw?!"
"Fight your sister!" As expected, the driver couldn't stop. He obviously wouldn't give up until he got the result... or more accurately, he wouldn't give up until he got the victory he wanted.
With his face flushed, the driver held the steering wheel tightly and yelled at Ye Shuang, pinching his neck: "Keep coming! You have the guts to compete with me!"
"The key is that I'm afraid of running out of gas..." Ye Shuang was helpless. If this continued, either the car would be destroyed and everyone would be killed or the car would run out of juice... No, the car would stop until the gas ran out.
"Fuck! If you're scared, just say it!" the driver yelled again.
Seeing that he could no longer communicate happily, Ye Shuang sighed slightly. The steering wheel suddenly turned, the car body swung violently, and the front half of the car immediately hit the opponent's car mercilessly.
The opponent's car was unprepared and was hit. The car body shook suddenly, and after being hit by the guardrail next to it, Ye Shuang's car was squeezed tightly and slid for a while. The car body rubbed against the guardrail, causing sparks and scratching. Voice.
The driver was so frightened that his blood dropped to freezing point, and even the color on his face almost faded away - he was a speedster, not an anti-terrorist. What kind of thrilling stunts could only be seen in M country blockbusters? Ah dear!
Ye Shuang moved a little further and still kept pace with the opponent, and asked calmly: "Stop?"
"no no… "
As soon as the driver uttered two words with trembling lips, he saw the handsome guy in the racing car next to him chuckle lightly, and without saying anything, he turned the steering wheel and bumped into him again.
The crunching sound of sparks started again, and this time the opponent was obviously more ruthless. From the corner of his eye, the driver saw that the door of his passenger seat was almost squeezed out of shape, and the center of gravity of the seat seemed to be tilted a little, as if the car had started to move due to the dual effects of squeezing and sharp wheel rotation. One side is slightly off the ground. Maybe the opponent is trying to turn him over, including the car and the person, forcing him to stop even if he doesn't stop...
"Don't be impulsive, brother!" The rider burst into tears and finally finished his sentence.
Hurry! Hurry!
Brother Yao, I can't do it anymore. I'd better wait for you to deal with this psychosis yourself!
Ye Shuang raised her eyebrows and let go. She drifted in front of the latter and blocked the road. When she got off the car, the other driver also climbed out of his car with dangling legs. He gasped for air and looked at Ye Shuang. The look is like looking at a psychopath.
Ye Shuang smiled, leaned back casually against the car behind her and stood lazily. She crossed her arms and asked, "Do you dare to show me your middle finger on the road next time?"
"???"What? !
The driver's head was still a little dizzy, and he couldn't understand the meaning of Ye Shuang's words for a while.
Seeing this, Ye Shuang gave a kind reminder: "Feishan Fair, blue Porsche, it's almost 0 o'clock tonight..."
The driver tried hard to think back for a while with a blank look on his face, and then finally managed to dig out the relevant memories from his mind that was about to turn into a mess, and then sorted out the information in Ye Shuang's words...
When he finally sorted out all these clues and sorted out an incredible result in his mind, the driver couldn't help but widen his eyes, trembling his lips in disbelief and asked: "You drove that blue Porsche before. ?”
"Yes." Ye Shuang smiled with white teeth and was very happy - finally remembered? !
When the driver got the answer in the affirmative, his expression became even more incredible, and there was even a hint of aggrieved cry in his voice: "That's why you wanted to race with me?!"
Damn you, you are crazy!
After seeing Ye Shuang nodding affirmatively to him again, the rider wanted to find a place where no one was and cry bitterly - the others were not here for Yao Zhixing, but for himself.
Besides, it's just a middle finger gesture, why don't you go to this place and fight yourself for a trivial matter? !
The driver burst into tears and squatted by the guardrail to question life. It had been too long since he had been in contact with people outside the racing world. Has the world become so weird now
After a while, the sound of a motor roaring in the distance came faintly from far to near. Probably Brother Ruan and others were worried, so they chased after him to see the result.
Ye Shuang felt guilty and glanced at the right side of the car that was badly hit by her. She walked over and pushed the driver: "You are responsible for the cost of sending my car for repairs."
"Why?!" The driver couldn't be more aggrieved.
"Who told you to lose? And this car was sacrificed to save you." Ye Shuang said confidently.
As soon as he finished speaking, a convoy of vehicles had already arrived. After the cars stopped, Brother Ruan ran out of one of the cars with an anxious look on his face: "Brother Ye, are you okay? Are you injured?"
"..." It's me who's in trouble... The driver touched his bruised elbow and looked at his beloved racing car, which was dented by Ye Shuang on the left and scratched by the guardrail on the right. Finally, he could no longer bear the sadness in his heart and bowed his head. , tears rolled down... (To be continued)