158 racers in rehabilitation
"If I am asked to make this appearance in the future, I will kick you out of the house."
Until Sunday's holiday, Zhao Nuo was still worried about his cousin's drunkenness.
Before he watched the video of his "speech" recorded by Zhou Yan with his mobile phone, he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, for a game nerd, it was too shameful to publish this kind of speech.
"Cut, what's the matter, because of you, everyone in the company is working hard." Jian Tong, who was leaning on the sofa with her legs crossed in the posture of a "pure master", smiled.
-- She was right, after her "speech", Hellfire Games was indeed in full swing. Even on Saturday, which was supposed to be off, I went to work as usual and didn't have a break until today.
"For the sake of the result, it's not bad, I'll forgive you this time, and I won't take it as an example."
Zhao Nuo let out a long sigh, and at the same time secretly made up his mind in his heart that he would never touch any food containing alcohol in the future.
"That's our dream!" From Zhou Yan's bedroom, the girl's cry came, and the tone imitated vividly.
"Give me death!" Zhao Nuo said angrily.
――As a "ghost scriptwriter" who used to make his own FLASH games, not only is the plot well written, but the dubbing level is also very good. In the revised "Legend of the War of the Three Kingdoms" after this revision, there are also some lines from her mouth.
However, since the script of "The Legend of the Great Three Kingdoms War" has been completely improved, the screenwriters are currently working on a new project. Their work is still ongoing, and it is not convenient for them to meddle now.
Looking at the bright sunshine outside the window, Zhao Nuo suddenly remembered someone who was still hospitalized, so he explained to Jian Tong: "I'll go out and take a good look at the house." ”
Jian Tong stared intently at the GALGAME screen on the screen of his laptop, and said without raising his head: "Got it, I know!" Rest assured! ”
CAME TO THE COURTYARD AND SAT ON THE PITCH-BLACK DODGE CHARGER, ZHAO NUO DROVE TO BEICHENG HOSPITAL.
Two weeks have passed since the last "car accident", and Lin Shuang's injuries must have recovered a lot, at least he should not still be in a coma.
Soon rushed to Beicheng Hospital, walked into the tall inpatient building, and found Ward 507 with a familiar car, Zhao Nuo stood in front of the door and gently knocked on the light blue plastic door.
"Come in." Lin Shuang's voice sounded in the room, sounding very unenergetic.
Pushing open the door of the ward and walking in, he was dazzled by the bright sunlight cast by the window, Zhao Nuo squinted his eyes and walked into the bright single ward, only to see a short-haired woman in a striped hospital gown, sitting on the hospital bed bored.
Seeing herself, the woman's face showed a look of joy, and there was also a little excitement in her originally listless voice:
"You're here?"
"Come and visit." Zhao Nuo said and put the fruits he bought on the road on the cabinet next to the hospital bed, sat on the chair and looked at the young woman lying on the bed.
Because hair will hinder the treatment of wounds on the head, the beautiful woman with long hair and waist-length before has now become a "female man" with a flat head. And the whole body is wrapped in bandages like a mummy, which looks quite funny.
"How's your body recovering?" Zhao Nuo asked.
"It's not bad, in a few days you should be able to walk on crutches."
Lin Shuang smiled: "What about you?" How's the company doing? ”
"Thanks to you, it's working very well." Zhao Nuo nodded, and then asked, "Is there anything you want?" I can buy it for you. ”
"I don't want anything, it's just a little boring, I want to drive." Lin Shuang lowered her head helplessly and glanced at the bandages on her body.
"Your car probably can't be driven anymore and needs to be replaced." While Zhao Nuo spoke, the tragic situation of Lin Shuang's Mercedes-Benz SLR McLaren before came to mind.
-- That expensive sports car can be said to have been completely turned into a pile of scrap metal, and even if it is shipped back to Mercedes-Benz now, the original engineers probably won't recognize what it is.
He took off the cross around his neck and returned it to Lin Shuang: "Oh, your things." ”
"Ah, why is this missing, it was yours." Lin Shuang took the cross and played with it in the palm of his hand.
“…… I remember you gave me this. Zhao Nuo said with a smile.
"Ah, maybe...... But I probably won't be able to race anymore, who knows. Lin Shuang stared at the cross and let out a long sigh.
Zhao Nuo could understand her worries, after all, if such a big thing happened this time, if he was Lin Shuang's father, he would definitely prohibit her from touching any cars in the future. And now the police are investigating very strictly, and the local drag racing parties have been reined in a lot.
Although I want to persuade her to stick to her ideals, underground drag racing is indeed not a good business, and it is simply illegal. Persuade her to keep doing this, just thinking about it makes her feel bad enough.
However, if it's a professional racing car......
"Do you need me to find out what channels are available to join the professional team?" Zhao Nuo asked.
With Lin Shuang's driving skills, staying on the street and racing with people is purely condescending, and he can participate in serious professional events.
"I'll think about this later, so let's wait for the injury to heal for now." Lin Shuang looked at Zhao Nuo's eyes seriously and asked, "What about you?" What do you plan to do in the future? ”
"For the time being, let's take care of the game company's affairs first, and wait until the rest to think about later." Zhao Nuo replied immediately.
"Well, that's right, living in the moment, it's really worthy of my fancy...... No, it's you. A smile appeared on Lin Shuang's gauze-covered cheeks.
chatted with Lin Shuang for a while, seeing that the sky was getting dark, in order not to disturb her rest, Zhao Nuo also decisively said goodbye.
There was no need to worry about her before, this woman looked very energetic, and her body was not bad. Although many of the wounds on his body have not yet healed, they ......
If it were her, let alone be injured, even if she was really disabled, she would be strong to live.
After walking out of the inpatient building and returning to his car, Zhao Nuo's mobile phone rang, and he saw a text message from Xia Xiaoling:
"The new commercial for the game has been sent to your inbox, so be sure to check it out."
"OK, I'll take a look at it in the evening." Zhao Nuo responded immediately.
AS THE SUN SETS, THE PITCH-BLACK DODGE CHARGER PULLS OUT OF THE HOSPITAL'S GATES AND INTO THE WIDE STREET AHEAD, ITS SCARLET TAILLIGHTS LEAVING TWO DIM AFTERIMAGES.
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There is also a shift in the evening, but it will probably be late.