Chapter 23: F1 Rider (22)
A boy excitedly said, "Listen to me, there's an interesting racing race in City Z right now. ”
"It's interesting, you can go home and watch the replay! Brother Shen is about to arrive, why don't you turn it off quickly! ”
"You're too bold! Brother Shen hates racing cars like he hates women, and he wants to die and don't pull us up! ”
The face of the proud boy in the spring breeze instantly turned like a frosted eggplant.
He hurriedly went to get the controller, but the door opened.
The box was suddenly pressed the pause button, and only the host's excited voice continued to come from the LCD screen.
The young man in front of the door stood, his dark eyes looking at the screen of the display, his eyes flashing with irritability and unhappiness.
The boy shook his hands: "Brother Shen, I'll turn it off." ”
He could ...... I can't see tomorrow's sun.
The boy frowned suddenly.
Seeing the boy like this, the boy's body was trembling.
Then, I pressed the wrong button and didn't turn it off.
And the volume is one unit larger.
Premature life.
On the screen, two racers have already appeared.
When the camera hits the second racer, the teenager at the door purses his lips.
He walked into the box and sat down on the empty couch in the middle.
The young man hung his head, and his voice was cold and terrifying: "Let it go." ”
The boy with the controller blinked, and the great happiness of the rest of his life enveloped him.
As for why the teenager suddenly faced the racing race so calmly?
What's the matter with him, just live.
In the box, no one dared to speak.
Shen Wen Jingyang found a comfortable posture, his eyes looked at the picture on the LCD screen, and the light hit his eyelashes, making it difficult for people to see his eyes clearly.
His eyes were fixed on the figure in the red driver's suit.
There's a hint of familiarity.
He's hated things related to racing since he was a kid, and for no reason, this dislike seems to be innate.
But for the man on the field, something that was sleeping in the bottom of his heart seemed to be waking up.
Something is being ignited, not like a violent one, but like an interest in wanting to find out.
Hates racing, but if it's the one on the screen, it seems like he can allow him to make contact with the car?
At this time, the boy who likes racing was nervous and nervous, and slowly devoted himself to the live racing competition.
He couldn't help but share with the people around him: "This dark horse, people in Province Z can't inquire about her identity, but I can find out." ”
The boy's voice was a little excited, but it was still very low: "She's a high school student, a woman." ”
After speaking, he cautiously glanced at Shen Wen Jingyang's expression, but saw that the corners of Shen Wen Jingyang's mouth had a curved arc.
The boy froze suddenly.
Emm? And who is going to be unlucky?
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When Lin Qingyin got off the car, the professional runners behind him were also about to reach the finish line.
At this moment, the cheers should have been surging like a tidal wave.
Many people are impressed by the skills of the mysterious dark horse.
Newcomer, but outperformed the pros!
But in fact, few people cheered her on.
Why?
Because they thought that Lin Qingyin would definitely lose, they made the wrong bet.
It's okay!
Dedication to public welfare, they are proud!
Applause, in the next moment.
Because this newcomer deserves it.
"I don't need your recommendation, she can also participate in the national youth F3 race next month." The former No. 1 boss lit a cigarette.
Yang Tongya smiled and lowered his head to send a message to Lao Yang.
Ji Liang and the others on the other side felt like they had seen a ghost.
"My old man would break my leg with a cane."