Ye Wangchuan raised his hand and gave him a stop sign. His eyebrows suddenly narrowed under the brim of his hat, and he looked over with deep eyes, a look that was lazy and sharp enough.
James understood and changed his words: "You came just in time, it's almost time."
Everyone at the starting line did not notice his sudden change of words. They just thought that James was a foreigner who always talked about him. Everyone's eyes fell on the men and women who came down.
Fortunately, the man who was two steps behind had his peaked cap covering most of his face. In the dim light of the night on the mountainside of Yanjiao, his appearance could not be clearly seen. The headlight hooked tightly on his narrow waist. Everyone could only tell that he was a young and handsome man. .
Most people were distracted by Qiao Nian walking in front.
Including Li Shao, one of the protagonists tonight, and the F1 racing driver he found in the crowd.
Zhou Guan was sitting on the hood with his head cocked and putting on gloves. Hearing whispers around him, he raised his head impatiently.
The girl’s unscrupulous face broke into the field of vision.
The other party was wearing a red racing suit, with arrogant short hair, and a pair of really wild eyes. He walked towards the crowd, and the crowd automatically gave way to both sides.
“Who is she?”
“I don’t know.” Li Shao’s eyes widened: “Isn’t she from your racing circle?”
Zhou Guan felt a sense of oppression that he had not experienced in a long time from the other party. His jaw tightened and he shook his head: "No, I have never seen this person before."
Li Shao looked back at him, and then immediately turned to look at Qiao Nian again. He couldn't hide his excitement and said, "Fuck, this girl is so cool! I've never seen such a cool girl."
Is it cool? Zhou Guan looked over, his brows furrowed, and a feeling of stiffness spread along his body. His body seemed to be trapped by an invisible barrier, unable to move freely.
He didn’t think the girl in front of him was cool. As a professional racing driver, he only felt a strong sense of oppression from her.
The tension coming from the depths of his soul oppressed his heart and kept trembling. There was a danger of imminent death that forced his muscles all over his body to tighten.
“There may be a dark horse tonight.” “Who?”
Li Shao turned around suddenly, looked at him, followed his gaze and saw Qiao Nian walking to the car, and clicked his tongue indifferently.
“You mean that girl?”
"Um."
Li Shao waved his hand: "Are you kidding? She is a woman? She plays racing? After all, you are the No. 1 F1 racing driver in the country. Why are you worried about a woman who comes to play for tickets?"
Zhou Guan pursed his lips tightly and looked extremely embarrassed after being told that.
Seeing that he was silent, Li Shao turned around and patted his shoulder with a smile: "Don't put too much pressure on me. I came to you to win over He Song's grandson. Just keep an eye on He Song."
"As for the girl you're talking about..." Li Shao stood in front of their red sports car, patted the engine cover, and said very competently: "The Red Bull RB12 you use, they are just playing with an ordinary Aston Martin. Do you need it?" The professional driver who came to Yanjiao for fun was not here, otherwise she would have been kicked out long ago."
"You mean..." Zhou Guan'er had heard rumors about this mountain in Yanjiao. It was rumored that this was a racing holy land developed by people from the Prince Circle.
He is just an ordinary racing driver. No matter how famous he is outside, he cannot come into contact with people in the prince circle, so he has never seen him in person.
Even the second-generation ancestor Li Shao who hired him should have never met the owner of this mountain.
Li Shao stopped him as expected: "Okay, you know what I mean. That person is not someone we can discuss, so don't cause me any trouble."
"I know."
Close your mouth as far as the crown point. (End of chapter)