"Haha, brother, congratulations!" A fan greeted Mo Shu in French.

"I'm sorry, I don't understand." Mo Shutan spread his hands and replied in English.

"Oh, hello, my family lives at the foot of the mountain not far from here, I didn't expect that I just came up to watch the battle, and I witnessed the first rollover accident of the year, I was so lucky." The French fan changed to English this time and chatted excitedly with Mo Shu.

"Lucky? It was a bad day for me. Mo Shu glanced at the other party, isn't this schadenfreude? Your sister!

When Wang Yining heard this, he also pouted on the side, this French fan will not speak, and he actually said that he was lucky when the car overturned.

Mo Shu watched a group of photojournalists raise their cameras and press the shutter, and his heart was even more unhappy, and he waved his hand and said, "Everyone, please let us be quiet for a while, okay?" ”

However, he never imagined that this sentence to the photojournalist today would make him pay a lot of price again in the future.

The French fan just now saw Mo Shu's displeasure on his face, and said again: "Sir, you may have misunderstood, witnessing the exciting event is indeed very lucky for us spectators, of course, the premise is that we will think so when we see that you two are safe and sound, maybe what I just said ignores your feelings, I am really sorry." ”

Mo Shu was embarrassed to hear this, with different positions and different angles of participating in the game, and of course the results were different.

He thought he might have misunderstood the Frenchman.

As a result, the Frenchman didn't wait for Mo Shu to apologize, and excitedly greeted the crowd of onlookers, while saying: "There is a small tradition for our village, that is, if you see a driver overturning, and then help them get out of trouble, it will bring good luck to our village for a whole year, so let's take a hand." ”

It seems that Mo Shu completely misunderstood these French villagers, but he didn't expect that the ultimate purpose of the people coming happily was to help him carry the car, ashamed and ashamed.

"More people, this time it's not just as simple as carrying it back to the track, everyone needs to turn it over again!" It's still the Frenchman, and he's actively arranging everyone's power points.

“3！”

“2！”

“1！”

"Oh, this car is so heavy!"

After a long day's effort, the car was only half lifted, and a few local French children also naughtily ran over to help, and the women hurriedly dragged the children back and hugged them in front of them.

"Why don't you help with the reporters?" Once again, the Frenchman began to raise more men.

"Cut~ He didn't let us take pictures just now, so I won't help!" One of the journalists complained.

"Don't be like this, you are also impatient when you overturn, and sometimes you have to think about problems from other people's standpoints!" The French stepped forward to negotiate, and Mo Shu found that the other party really knew how to learn and apply, and what he had just felt from Mo Shu would immediately be used on other people.

"......" the reporter still said he was unwilling.

"Forget it, help me, my daughter is also a fan of Mo Shu." A middle-aged uncle with a round head and a round head and a slightly chubby body let go of his previous prejudices.

"In that case, count me in!" Another extremely burly man also handed over the camera to his companion.

The French laughed, it was a waste not to help with this kind of figure.

Someone took the lead, and there were more people willing to help, so much so that the reporter who disagreed with it before also secretly stood in the line at this time.

"Let's try again, everybody! 3...2...1...force!! ”

There are half more people, and the effect is obviously very different.

Mo Shu's car "creaked" and moved, and the snow and dead leaves that had previously rolled up on the chassis and tires fell in a flurry, drifting on people's hair and shoulders.

There are a few naughty dead leaves that even float into the faces or grinning mouths of several of them, but everyone is engrossed in their efforts, and they don't care at all!

"Keep it up! Flip it over in no time! Wang Yining excitedly encouraged this group of old men, and Mo Shu was almost exhausted, and his face was extremely red.

"Bang dang!"

It worked! Racing to the rescue!

It's really hard for these people!

"Wow!"

"Success!"

"We're so awesome!"

The crowd cheered, everyone high-fived and fist-clapped to celebrate, and Mo Shu was also happily sandwiched in the middle of the crowd!

"Thank you! I may have been a little impatient before, so I apologize to everyone! Mo Shu usually felt more touched by this kind of concerted scene, and his eyes were slightly red for a while, and he bowed deeply to everyone.

"Hey! They're all temperamental! You're welcome! ”

"That's right! Hurry up and finish the race, we're waiting to see what you do next! ”

"Roar, anyway, our village is going to have good luck this year!"

Mo Shu looked at the happy people like children, and couldn't help but feel emotional.

I hope that when I am my age like them, I can always show a childlike innocence, how happy!

However, happiness is always extremely short-lived.

Everyone found that although the car was turned over, the problem was that it was still in the ditch at this time.

The almost right-angled slope directly in front of the front of the car may have to come to the gods to get it up.

Even Mo Shu, who can always create miracles, is stumped at this time, this angle, even if you change the off-road, it won't help.

"Why don't we lift the car again?" Someone came up with an idea.

Mo Shu hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head, the difficulty was too great, and the slope was too steep.

If these people were to lift the car out of thin air and force it up a right-angle slope, they would not be able to kill themselves.

"I have to withdraw from the competition, and ask for help from the official rescue crane, only that thing can solve this situation." Mo Shu sighed with regret on his face.

"Hey... It's a pity..."

"Tut-tut, I thought I was out of the sea of suffering."

The people who helped just now were also a little disappointed and sighed.

"Oh, there's a car coming! Everyone, get out of the way and get to safety! Mo Shu, who was depressed, suddenly heard the sound of an engine coming from the valley, and hurriedly beckoned everyone to avoid and dodge.

ERC was killed many years ago, and this viewer and reporter actually knew very well that they were even faster than Mo Shu's withdrawal.

The roar of the engine was getting closer, and everyone was staring at the end of the corner.

"It should be Ai Chixiang, he is behind us." Mo Shu and Wang Yining said.

"yes, I hope he doesn't make the same mistake as we do." Although they are rivals and rivals, the two prefer to win the game in the normal way.

"Click, click..."

Everyone heard the sound of tires pressing against the ice.

I hope that this second car will pass smoothly, and everyone prays silently in their hearts.

At this time, the car entered the corner, it was indeed Ai Chixiang, and Mo Shu had already seen his miserable face through the window.

It is said that Ai Chixiang did not run well today, basically similar to Mo Shu's experience, if you want to talk about the Swiss station, he is the only candidate who has the strength to compete with Mo Shu for the championship.

The introduction of such new rules has the same impact on his car.

"Turn around, increase the throttle, and climb the straight!" Ai Chixiang's pilot reports on the next strategy.

"! Decelerate! "The pilot noticed that the car was drifting sideways a little too fast.

"Slow down, slow down, slow down!" The pilot seemed to be a little incoherent in shock, why didn't Ai Chixiang play his cards according to common sense.

The problem is that he doesn't know that Ai Chixiang is like drawing a loose card at this time, and he is powerless at all.

"Bang~~~"

"Bang !!"

Everyone was silent, it seems that Ai Chixiang has not been able to escape this "death turn"!

Save it again, it seems that I am busy enough today, the audience and reporters gathered again, and Mo Shu also told Wang Yining to wait for him on the spot and go forward to explore the situation first.

However, an interesting scene occurred.

Ai Chixiang was almost in the same position as Mo Shu, but this collision pushed Mo Shu's car back into the track.

“WTF！” Ai Chixiang slapped the steering wheel again and roared.