Chapter 445: He's a Lot Like a Person!

"I hope to marry the champion of Speed Star."

"Is it okay to be a champion in Asia?"

"Yes."

These dialogues, like echoes, kept reproducing in Tang Yue's ears, replacing the prompts in the helmet, the sound of the rising tide outside, and the roar of the helicopter in the sky.

At this moment, Tang Yue could only hear these voices from the bottom of his heart.

"Silly is stupid."

Tang Yue sighed, removed his hand from the button, and put it back on the steering wheel.

At this time, the spectators in the stands, the pilots in the sky, the rescued drivers, and the race leader who controlled this qiē behind the scenes, all watched this qiē.

At the end of the race, there was a small house with thick walls, like a strong barrier.

This is exactly the control room where all the people in charge gather.

In the control room, there are more than a dozen computers neatly placed, and a large screen hangs on the largest wall, and the screen happens to be Tang Yue's McLaren.

There were seven or eight people standing in front of the screen, and one of them was holding a microphone and talking something.

He is the source of the sound in the helmet, the track planner of the Speed Star, Terry.

"This Mr. Biruntau is very skilled."

A calm but slightly surprised voice sounded.

Terry turned his head and smiled: "Mr. Hua, this Mr. Bi has indeed given us a surprise. ”

Standing in front of Terry is a spirited old man, in a suit and leather shoes, with extraordinary style, although his hair has turned gray, he can't tell the specific age, if he changes into a Shenzhou robe, he is definitely worthy of the four words of fairy wind and bones.

This person is the behind-the-scenes operator of Speed Star, a real bigwig-level figure, Hua Qingyang.

"Compared to him, Ledao brought more surprises." Hua Qingyang glanced at the screen with a smile and a hint of solemnity in his tone, "How is the rescue work, has there been an accident with the driver?" ”

"Two riders were seriously injured, five were slightly injured, and most of the others were a little frightened." Terry said seriously, "I have ordered to go down and take those two seriously injured drivers to the best hospital. ”

"Well, that's good." Hua Qingyang nodded, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Speed Star is the world's top car race that the high society is most concerned about, and if there is a mass fatality, the race will not have to be continued.

Two serious injuries and five minor injuries, which is already the best result.

"Let the helicopter follow Biruntau and carry out rescue operations if there is danger." Hua Qingyang said.

"Understood." Terry commanded, then asked with a wry smile, "What about the prince's car?" She has already violated the rules of the competition. ”

Wang Zitong guò dodged the tide of the attack by crossing the track, and was still ahead of Tang Yue, and there was still some distance to reach the finish.

"Let her drive to the finish line." Hua Qingyang made a decision, "But she will be disqualified from the race, and the rankings of the other drivers will be calculated according to the rankings before the tide rises." ”

Terry was slightly surprised, he knew that the prince's qualification was hand-picked by Hua Qingyang, but now Hua Qingyang wanted to take the initiative to eliminate the prince, which made him admire.

At this moment, a staff member suddenly pointed to the screen and said in surprise: "Look, Bi Longtao has exceeded the tide!" ”

Terry and Hua Qingyang looked at the screen in unison.

McLaren has not only overtaken the tide, it has thrown the tide out of a bend and is now heading towards the finish.

There was a sudden sound of cheers in the control room.

It's nothing to beat the other drivers, it's the tide of death that really deserves respect.

However, Hua Qingyang frowned slightly.

"Chaoshui-kun, haven't you eaten enough, haha!" In McLaren, Tang Yue had fallen into a state of madness, he opened the car window, let the mist in the air beat in, and stretched out his middle finger viciously at the tide.

Crunch.

There was another cacophony of friction, and McLaren sprinted through the corner twice as fast.

The spectators in the four stands were all boiling.

They had forgotten for a moment the terrible sight of the tide, and for a moment how much money they would lose in this race, and now they were all cheering for this McLaren in unison.

"Mr. Han, do you think this driver looks like a person?" Michelle stood in the stands, tilting her head, thoughtful.

"Is there one? Like whom? Han Xiaoru asked casually.

"Beasts." Mi Xue blurted out, finding that Han Xiaoru was still puzzled, and explained, "I mean Tang Yue, comparing the middle finger to the tide, except for Tang Yue, who else can do this kind of thing?" ”

Han Xiaoru's eyes lit up and said, "When you say this, it seems that it really looks like him." ”

"This guy said under the pretext of going to see Grandpa Hua, shouldn't he be running to participate in the competition?" Michelle pursed her mouth and said very dissatisfied, "Does he also want to win the championship and marry that prince?" ”

These spectators in the stands have also heard about the prince's competition to recruit relatives, and it has spread to everyone's ears at the beginning of the game.

Han Xiaoru laughed, hugged Mi Xue's shoulders, and comforted: "When Tang Yue comes back, ask him well?" ”

"Well, while I don't mind having more sisters, I'll have to take a look first." After Mi Xue finished speaking, she suddenly shook her head again and said, "No, it's for the two of us to take a look." ”

Han Xiaoru was stunned for a moment, her pretty face suddenly turned red, and she lowered her head and said, "I don't have to look at it, I'm not who he is." ”

"Teacher Han, don't pretend to me, I won't sue others."

The more Mi Xue said this, the more Han Xiaoru blushed, almost turning into a ripe tomato.

"That car seems to be a little wrong!"

At this moment, the mouse suddenly pointed at McLaren and said.

Han Xiaoru and Mi Xueju both looked over, only to see that the tail of the McLaren began to sway from side to side, looking extremely unstable, and it would change its route at any time.

"What's going on?" Michelle wondered.

"It must be a tire failure." There were many people among the students who liked racing, and one person immediately replied, "Such a long track will cause a lot of damage to the tires, and this McLaren must maintain the fastest speed in order to get rid of the tide, which ignores the wear and tear of the tires." ”

"You're saying his tires are at their limit?" Michelle asked a little nervously, and when she looked at McLaren again, she couldn't help but grab Han Xiaoru's hand.

In an instant, the palms of the two women were drenched in sweat.

Speed Star Control zhì room.

Looking at McLaren's increasingly violently shaking rear end, Hua Qingyang sighed again and said, "Terry, let the pilot rescue, his two rear tires are no longer working." ”

"Hmm." Terry was particularly sorry, picking up the microphone and preparing to give orders.

The next moment, Terry's eyes lit up suddenly, and he said in surprise: "Mr. Hua, look! ”