Everyone didn't know what Shen Li was thinking at this time, seeing her calm and calm expression, they also settled down.
Shen Li is the youngest among them, but also the calmest one.
Lu Siyu and the others had chatted privately more than once, and they felt that Shen Li's character really didn't look like a girl who was only eighteen or nineteen years old.
No matter the trouble, no matter the apparent situation, she never seemed to be surprised.
And as long as she was there, they seemed to have a reassurance.
A group of people drove out the car one after another and drove into the track.
Shen Li's car was at the end, so it was a beat slower than the others.
Wen Xiao came to her side, but lowered his voice helplessly:
"Grandma, it's still a few days before the game, please take it easy. Especially—Crow is here."
Shen Li nodded: "I know."
She came here today just to check the condition of the car, familiarize herself with the stage, and make the final pre-race adjustments.
As for other people and things, they are not in her consideration.
Hearing what she said, Wen Xiao finally felt relieved:
"That's fine, I thought you would be affected by that idiot."
Crowe verbally provoked her and the whole LY. With her temper, this matter could never be easily exposed.
God knows what he is most afraid of now is that she is in a bad mood-at that time, he really can't control the scene.
Fortunately, it doesn't seem to be a big problem so far.
Shen Li said lazily:
"He's not worthy yet."
…
Ke Luo and the others did not leave, but stood on the sidelines, looking towards Shen Li and the others.
After experiencing the gunpowder-flavored confrontation just now, their dislike for Shen Li and the others added another layer of dislike to LY.
"It's just luck to get a pass to the championship. Do you really think you are very good?"
"The highest ranking of the team's drivers is only 61. I really don't know where their confidence comes from..."
"It's estimated that they will not be proud for a few days. When the competition starts, let's see how they continue to be arrogant here with the bottom number one ranking?"
"It means that our captain doesn't have the same knowledge as that Shen Li, otherwise—heh."
"That's right! The captain's temper is too good, that Shen Li is pretty, but she just needs a lesson!"
Crowe laughed and didn't care:
"What do you care about with women—"
His voice stopped abruptly.
Several team members were a little strange: "Captain, what's wrong?"
Crowe frowned, staring at the figure on the track, his heart seemed to be tightly held by something.
On the field, Shen Li came to a pure black racing car and stood still.
Then, she put on the helmet.
Looking at her back at this time, she felt thin, tall and thin, and there was an air of indifference and desolation all over her body.
Crowe's palm couldn't help tightening.
This back view really made him unable to restrain himself from recalling some very unpleasant past events.
As if aware of something, Shen Li, who was sitting in the car, suddenly turned her head and glanced this way.
At this time, most of her face was covered by the helmet, and when she lowered the goggle, only those black eyes remained.
From such a long distance, it's actually hard to see the facial features clearly.
but-
At this moment, Crowe still felt a sense of déjà vu, extremely strong uneasiness welling up in his heart.
It was as if... as if he had seen such eyes before!
And this back view also reminded him of someone irresistibly.
"Captain? Captain?"
The people next to him raised their voices and yelled several times before finally bringing Crowe back to his senses.
He turned his neck a little stiffly: "What's wrong?"
"...Captain, why are you so preoccupied? And you don't look too good..."
The team members spoke in a tactful manner.
In fact, Crowe's expression at this time can no longer be described as "not very good".
He didn't know what he was thinking, his face was blue and his lips were white.
They have been with him for so long, and they have never seen him like this, which is really wrong.
Crowe also realized that his state was not right at this time, and adjusted his expression:
"… nothing."
Even he himself said so, so of course everyone couldn't keep asking, after secretly looking at each other for a few times, they all shut their mouths.
Crowe didn't care, he just felt restless and looked at the field again.
The pure black racing car has galloped out!
Crowe's heart beat violently, and the flustered feeling became more and more intense.
…
During the adjustment stage, everyone was not running very fast, and it was the first time to run this track, so the overall speed was much slower.
On the other side of the arena, there are several people looking over here.
They are red jerseys, obviously from another team.
Standing in the middle was a young man, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with brown hair and brown eyes, and a handsome appearance, with a hint of vigor in his brows and eyes.
He looked at the cars passing by on the track and chuckled lightly:
"Doyle, this is the team you chose to coach before? It seems... It's really not good."
Doyle stood behind him on the left, and when he heard this, his brows and eyes sank slightly.
"Others don't care, but that Chen Li—you really need to pay attention."
The relationship between the two is good, but Doyle is a little older and retired first.
After being fired by LY, Doyle returned to Liland and joined the team.
His strength is absolutely qualified to return to the arena, not to mention that he has a lot of connections here, so he can easily handle everything.
"You mean Shen Li?"
He stared at the pure black racing car for a few moments, then smiled noncommittally,
"I've watched the video of her match. Her talent is good, but it's still far from enough to win a match here. What's more, her players are really limited."
Doyle paused for a moment, then said in a deep voice:
"After all, it was half a year ago... Her current strength may have improved again. In fact, I think she may even beat you—"
"Doyle, you went to China, how did you become so timid and conservative? It's just a nineteen-year-old girl... win me?"
The man interrupted him and laughed again, but the smile was a bit cold,
"You think she is L?"
Good night
(end of this chapter)