Hearing the other party's answer, Zhao Nuo refused again without hesitation.

Although he is confident in his driving skills, jet straight racing is obviously not something he can control, and even professional racers will shy away from that kind of crazy race.

Because, the one participating in that kind of competition is no longer a car at all, and it is more appropriate to say that it is an airplane with the wings removed.

Even Formula 1 cars are much more "gentle" than in jet drag racing – at least in Formula 1, no one can drive more than 500 km/h in a straight line, and you don't need to open the parachute behind you to stop when you stop at the end of the race.

As a gamer, even if you don't give up easily, it's necessary to know how to "challenge at the right time".

Zhao Nuo doesn't have time to train for high-speed racing now, and if he goes to the competition unprepared, it will be like a junior player who has just come out of the novice village to face the world boss directly, and the result can be imagined.

However, the man in black in front of him obviously didn't think so:

"Straight-line acceleration is very simple, and if you participate in it, you can win. This time, the opponents are all foreigners, and the prize money is also very large. Don't you want to 'bring glory to your country'? ”

"How much is the bonus? I'm not interested in bringing glory to my country. Zhao Nuo said.

As a game nerd, he actually; There are no big ideals in M.WC+. Now I just want to get the hellfire game company right, plus I can have time to play the game.

"The first place is a million dollars, and the second place is four hundred thousand. The third place is 200,000. The man in black burst out with a staggering number.

"Dollars? This competition is not national? Zhao Nuo asked.

"Of course not, this is a race held by the NHRA, which is the National High Speed Automobile Association of the United States, and they seem to want to promote this kind of event, but you don't care about this kind of thing, right?" The man in black smiled.

Although he still didn't want to participate, Zhao Nuo had to admit that the prize money number of this competition was still quite attractive to him.

The embarrassing life of making ends meet by doing odd jobs and game streamers is a memory, but making more money is not a bad thing.

"Think about it. The game is on Sunday. Here's my phone. The man in black said and called out a string of numbers.

After writing down the other party's mobile phone number, Zhao Nuo dialed the number casually, put his own number on the other party's mobile phone, and then said, "Then I'll go first." You'll be notified when it's decided. ”

"Hmm. I await your good news. "Ronald. Yang's Chinese is still weird.

waved his hand to Lin Shuang, who was still sitting on the bed, and said goodbye. Zhao Nuo, who turned to leave, stopped in front of the door and asked the question he had wanted to ask for a long time:

"Why are you asking me to participate? Wouldn't you not get the prize money either? ”

Hearing his words, the other party laughed heartily:

"I just want to see. It's just a matter of how strong the racer who can beat Sister Frost is. ”

――――――――――

When I left the hospital and drove home, it was already half past eight in the evening, and when I entered the house, I saw Zhou Yan wearing a blue skirt, a light blue wig on her head, and a few diamond-shaped thin plastic plates pasted on her back.

"Did you spot any suspicious characters?" Zhao Nuo asked.

"Found it, an artist sneaky." Zhou Yan said and took out his mobile phone, opened the album, and took out a photo from it and pointed it out to Zhao Nuo.

"It's pretty clear as a candid shot...... Wait a minute, are you sure it's this one? The smile on Zhao Nuo's face disappeared.

Even though he couldn't name everyone in the company until now, he could still name this guy:

This person is the young artist who was reprimanded by himself before and lost to himself in "Pro Evolution Soccer" - Gao Meng. He is dressed in a punk style, and he is also more eye-catching in the company.

Could it be that he still holds a grudge against his previous actions, and after a long silence, he finally intends to wait for an opportunity to take revenge?

Although that guy spoke more impulsively, Zhao Nuo didn't think that his mind would be so narrow-minded, so he didn't suspect this person before, could it really be his own judgment error?

"If you are in doubt, you can go to the company to see, he shouldn't have left yet." Zhou Yan said.

"How do you know?" Zhao Nuo asked.

"He didn't turn off the computer, saying he wanted to stay a little longer." Zhou Yan replied.

"Okay, I'll take a look." Zhao Nuo went downstairs and sat back on his Dodge Charger.

Although I am skeptical of Zhou Yan's inference, today is Friday, and I don't have to go to work tomorrow, so it's okay to take a look, maybe I can really find some clues.

It was nine o'clock when I got back downstairs at the Winlo Building. Zhao Nuo raised his head and looked at the glass curtain wall of this tall building, most of the lights had been extinguished, but some of the windows were still lit.

“…… Eighteen...... Nineteen, twenty. ”

From this point of view, an office on the twentieth floor is lit, and judging from the location, it should be the office of the art team.

Although the company installed a surveillance camera on the 20th floor, it could only capture the situation in the corridor, and the situation inside the office was naturally not visible.

Now, what is that artist doing? If he is really a suspect as Zhou Yan said, he may be destroying the company's property......

"Hey."

"Hey!" The familiar female voice pulls him back from his contemplation to the real world.

"Xia Xiaoling, why are you here?" Looking at the long-haired girl in front of him who seemed to be very energetic, Zhao Nuo asked in surprise.

"I've just finished being busy, I'm tired, Zhao Nuo, aren't you leaving? How did it come back again. Xia Xiaoling was complaining, but the expression on her face was still very happy, as if she had won a lottery ticket.

"I'd like to talk to people who work overtime." Zhao Nuo's face was gloomy.

It's better not to tell the real purpose now, otherwise this nervous girl may not be able to make some planes.

"The whole art team is working overtime, and they offered to keep it, but the poster and setting book of the game haven't been finished yet." Xia Xiaoling tilted her head and said.

Hearing this, Zhao Nuo was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "You mean the entire art group stayed?" Not alone? ”

"Uh-huh, that's right." Xia Xiaoling nodded, with a happy smile on her face: "Everyone is a hard-working person, I have to work harder!" ”

"Ha, then I can finally rest assured." Zhao Nuo said with a smile.

――Zhou Yan's inference is not valid, Gao Meng is not the only one left, the entire art team is working overtime. It seems that even if you are a "ghost scriptwriter", there will be times when you make mistakes.

Just as he was about to pick up the car, Zhao Nuo asked, "Do you need me to take you home?" ”

- Since Xia Xiaoling can't drive, she usually rides her brother's Ford Mustang home. But because of the late arrival today, Xia Shiren didn't seem to come, and he didn't see any trace of the Ford when he looked around.

"Oh, yes, yes." Xia Xiaoling nodded quickly, completely defenseless against herself.

-- It's a miracle that this "rich daughter" with a missing head has grown so big and not suffered any kidnappings......

While Zhao Nuo secretly sighed, he said to Xia Xiaoling: "Follow me." ”

Sitting in the dark muscle car and helping Xia Xiaoling, who was unconscious in the passenger seat, fasten her seat belt, Zhao Nuo started the engine and asked, "You should be going home, right?" ”

Since Xia Shiren's Ford Mustang had sent this girl off once before, Zhao Nuo, who had the ability to "recite maps", already knew how to go to Xia's house.

"No, no, no, don't go home, go to Emperor Square." Xia Xiaoling said busily.

"Shopping so late?" Zhao Nuo asked, and at the same time turned around and drove towards Emperor Square.

This was supposed to be the time for the musical fountain in the square, but it was obvious that the girl could not have gone for the fountain. Zhao Nuo knew that she, like herself, was the kind of person who was only interested in games.

As expected, the girl, who couldn't hide her thoughts, immediately replied:

"I'm going to play a game!" (To be continued......) R1292