Chapter Eighty-Seven: Compare?
After all the talk, there was cheering.
Although those car enthusiasts are gamblers, the chips they bet on are not too big, and they are not too distressed to lose.
Therefore, seeing that Fang Luo completed the Jedi counterattack when he was much behind, and when Shi Xiangchen drove the Zenvo TS1 to fight against him, he completed the miraculous operation.
Is this a miracle?
It must be a miracle.
After all, they had seen so many car races, and although the average of four racers was very high, they had never seen such a thrilling and dramatic car race.
So they were very happy and excited.
They raised their arms, they cheered.
They welcome the return of the Miracle Maker.
"Is this a cheer for me?" Fang Luo asked knowingly.
"Yes. Han Shihui replied.
"I said I'd make them cheer me on, and I'm right. The corners of Fang Luo's mouth rose slightly, a little proud.
"There's nothing wrong with your self-confidence. Han Shihui did not dismantle the stage.
"Then am I their idol now?" Fang Luo asked again.
Although Han Shihui did not take the initiative to praise herself, she admitted her words, which is praise.
There are very few people who are praised by the legend of Haidu University.
It's a wonderful feeling.
So much so that Fang Luo had a fluttering feeling.
"It's not. Han Shihui shook her head, this time she didn't flatter.
Hearing this, Fang Luo was like a stick.
But my heart is still full of happiness.
Racing and drifting to his heart's content, and also completing the feat of going from fourth place to first place, his adrenaline rush was rushing.
"I won the money. Han Shihui said.
"Did you bet on me?" Fang Luo was a little curious.
"I don't like to hear the words that the man I'm interested in is looked down upon by others, so I'm betting 100 million. Instantly let your odds quickly pull down, win a lot, I can give you these. ”
Han Shihui said flatly.
When he heard Han Shihui's words, Fang Luo was shocked by Han Shihui's pride.
Just because he heard that his odds were the highest, he was unhappy and directly bet 100 million yuan on himself?
That's 100 million yuan, not 120,000 or hundreds of thousands.
Replacing 100 million yuan in paper notes with paper towels is enough for one person to use it for a long time.
But when Han Shihui bet on herself, because of her self-confidence, she didn't frown and bet 100 million without any consideration.
What if I lose?
Fang Luo's heart was full of shock, and at the same time, he also knew that Han Shihui was a rich woman, the kind of rich woman who was not short of money.
"The money is your bet to win, it's yours. I'm not short of that money. Although the amount of money won was terrifying, Fang Luo didn't care too much.
Is Fang Luo a money lover?
He is indeed a man who loves money.
But he didn't want the money given by Han Shihui.
After all, for him with a double rebate function, making money is as simple as eating and drinking.
Sooner or later, Fang Luo will have these amounts.
Sooner or later, Fang Luo would have an amount of money that was even more terrifying than these amounts.
Therefore, Fang Luo's vision became very long-term at this time.
"Whatever you want. Han Shihui didn't care about the money, and Fang Luo's reaction to the money didn't surprise him, and said casually.
Just as the two were talking, Luo Huachi's fat body quickly walked over.
"Mr. Fang Luo, Ms. Han Shihui. Luo Huachi said respectfully.
If Luo Huachi's respect for Fang Luo before was because of Han Shihui, then his respect at this time was from the heart.
Because Fang Luo made his boss interested.
"There's something I need to discuss with the two of you, and I ask you to go with me for a look. ”
Luo Huachi lowered his posture when he said this.
"Good. Fang Luo was a little puzzled, but still nodded.
Han Shihui listened to Fang Luo's opinion and did not refute it.
When the three of them were moving forward, Fang Luo attracted the attention of all the flying car enthusiasts around him.
There was only one emotion in their gaze.
That's admiration.
And Fang Luo, who was the center of all his eyes, thought with a shy face at this time.
Although I am very handsome, I don't have a group of people looking at me like this, and their eyes are shining. To be a low-key, low-key person.
……
"Compare?"
Because it was Luo Huachi's personal invitation, Fang Luo and Han Shihui came directly to the fifth floor of the six-story building.
The fifth floor is the kind that receives celebrities and has a particularly noble status.
At this time, Fang Luo was sitting on the sofa, still biting a straw in his mouth, holding a glass of orange juice in his hand, his eyes widening.
To his left is a man in his thirties with silver-white hair, and on his right is the founder of the Supercar Racing Club who was cheered by all the racing enthusiasts at Drifting Creek Speedway when he got out of the car earlier.
The man with silver-white hair, when he was introduced by Luo Huachi, Fang Luo was relatively clear about his identity.
He is the king of racing in the country of sticks: Choi Wu Yeol.
"That's right, Mr. Cui Wulie and Mr. Wang Le'an want to invite you to participate in the competition between the two of them. Luo Huachi saw Fang Luo's surprised look and explained.
"Is this any good for me?" Fang Luo asked bluntly.
"If Mr. Fang Luo wins this race today, you will become a new generation of car gods in the inland of China. After all, in addition to the founder of the supercar racing club, Mr. Wang Le'an also has the title of inland car king, while Mr. Cui Wulie is the car king of the stick country. Luo Huachi said patiently: "If you lose, you have no disadvantages for Mr. Fang Luo, and if you can participate in the competition with Mr. Wang Le'an and Mr. Cui Wulie at the same time, your name will also be remembered by many racing enthusiasts." ”
Remember?
Hearing this word, Fang Luo frowned slightly.
He always felt that these two words were a little unlucky.
And there is no substantial benefit to participating in the race by himself, and the title of car god is not very important to Fang Luo.
After all, Fang Luo thought that he was a very low-key person.
There is no use in having these false names.
"A random task has been triggered, please complete it on the host. ”
"Mission Conditions: Win the title of "Chinese Inland Car God"
"Reward: 1,000 Heroic Points, 200 XP. ”
"Failure penalty: 200 experience points will be deducted, and the system will leave the host if it is insufficient. ”
The electronic synthesis sound of the system suddenly sounded in Fang Luo's ears.
Amitabha.
Fame represents a person's individual influence.
Who just said that these false names are useless?
Fang Luo's face was not red, and his heart was not beating, and he felt that it would definitely not be him.
The title of inland car god, Fang Luo has decided.
Who made a random task trigger all of a sudden?