Driving into the park gate, I continued to walk, passing by many well-decorated luxury car 4S shops, and drove directly to the entrance of the Golden Harbor International Circuit.

The guard at the door glanced at my license plate, waved his hand and let our car in.

As soon as you enter the racetrack, you can immediately hear the deafening roar of the racing motor. An Beimo looked out of the car window and saw that there were several cars speeding on the curved track, but looking at the speed, it should not be a race, more like practicing and familiarizing himself with the lane.

"What are you bringing me here for?" An Beimo finally couldn't help but ask me.

I didn't answer, but asked her, "Would you like to go on the track and run a lap?" ”

An Beimo took off his sunglasses and stared at me with a pair of beautiful big eyes for a few seconds. Then he snorted lightly in his nose and said to me nonchalantly, "Get out of the car!" Change positions. ”

The two of us exchanged seats, and as soon as An Beimo sat in the driver's seat, he began to adjust the seat distance, as well as the angle of the reflector and rearview mirror. After adjusting and stepping on the accelerator, he rushed onto the track.

Beijing Jingang International Circuit, with the most professional international F3 track in Beijing, is designed by Australian professional designers. It has a total length of 2.39 kilometers and a road surface that is 12 meters narrowest and 20 meters wide.

The track is designed for a top speed of 180 km/h and an average speed of 120 km/h. It can accommodate 25 cars at the same time.

There are a total of 12 corners, 14 referee points, 12 camera positions, and as many as 4 consecutive corners. It integrates a variety of high-speed and low-speed curves and uphill and downhill sections, which has a relatively comprehensive test of vehicle performance and driver skills.

I think An Beimo should know this, otherwise she wouldn't have dared to drive the car into the track without even asking.

After entering the track, An Beimo looked very excited, although her face didn't show anything, but from the desire to conquer that emanated from her body, I could know that she enjoyed this wild speed and passion.

But she was excited, and I was a little nervous. Because An Beimo's car drove fast, she should have run this track for the first time, but the speed was not less than 130 km/h. Several sharp turns, I felt like I was being thrown out.

Especially when it comes to continuous turns, I have to hold on to the handlebars to make sure I don't get shaken like a tumbler.

Personally, I don't know how to race, so this is the first time I've had this experience.

I usually don't feel anything when I watch the racing cars on TV, but if I am really there, the timid can really be scared out.

I was shocked for a moment when I ran down in a circle, and then I realized that An Beimo was actually laughing. This time it wasn't the usual toothless smile, but a hearty laugh.

The corners of her mouth curled up widely, revealing her white teeth. Her eyes lit up, her breathing became heavier, and her haughty chest rose and fell as she gasped.

This is the first time since I met An Beimo that she has shown such a big change in expression.

Our car is very good, it's modified, and it's on the circuit where it comes into play. It's only been a lap now, but I can already clearly feel that An Beimo and this car have reached the point of integration of people and vehicles.

An Beimo is simply a natural racing driver!

After running a full lap, An Beimo drifted and parked the car smoothly under the track.

"How did you know I like to race cars?" An Beimo stroked the broken hair in his ears, and his eyes stared at me, excited with a hint of curiosity.

"I guess!" I rubbed my beating heart exaggeratedly, picked up the mineral water and took a few large sips of it, and then I felt a little more stable.

It was so scary just now! I couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

"Say! How the hell do you know? An Beimo's voice was a little colder, and his eyes became a little sharper.

I hurriedly said, "What a guess! We went to the Demon Realm that day, and you were the first to drive away when we set off. At that time, I found that your car is a little special, the starting speed is very fast, the steering is very sharp when cornering, and you don't step on the brakes until the moment of emergency, these are all habits of driving a racing car. ”

An Beimo was still staring at me and asked, "That's all?" ”

I had to say, "When we talk together, you occasionally mention Susie Wolfe and Catherine Leger, who are all world-famous female race drivers. If you weren't a fan of racing, you probably wouldn't pay attention to these, right? ”

An Beimo didn't withdraw his gaze from me, and suddenly said coldly: "It turns out that you have been monitoring me!" ”

I was shocked and hurriedly explained, "How can this be called surveillance? It's attention! Shall I follow you? After speaking, An Beimo and I were stunned.

I blurted this out, without the slightest consideration for the consequences of saying it.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, I hurriedly comforted An Beimo and said, "That...... Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to. We...... We have something to say, but we don't have to do it! ”

was a little flustered about me, An Beimo turned a blind eye, and she stared at me for half a minute.

During this half-minute meeting, I noticed that her gaze was complex, but also very soft, not like she wanted to do it.

When she turned her face back, I was secretly relieved. When I looked at An Beimo again, I don't know if I was dazzled wrong, as if there was some faint blush on her face.

Suddenly, an urge arose in me to say something to her at this moment.

"I ......" was just one word, and my heart began to beat wildly again, this time with such intensity as if it were about to jump out of my chest. I felt nervous like never before, and even a little scared, which caused me to delay the rest of my words.

"What?" An Beimo asked me in a soft voice, but she didn't look at me, but kept her eyes looking ahead.

I struggled inwardly, wanting to say it but not daring to say it. The usual eloquent and eloquent man stammered at the moment, and his face was red for a while.

At this moment, a loud music sounded, and the stadium radio shouted for the car to enter.

I hurriedly changed the topic and said to An Beimo: "Enter!" Fast! Driving to the prep track, we were in the number 10 position. ”

"You're still signing up?" An Beimo turned his head and asked me. Although she was surprised, she didn't wait for me to answer, and immediately started the car and drove into the arena. At the same time, there were a lot of cars next to us, and they were all heading for the race.

I explained: "It's not a formal race, just like you, it's just a group of amateurs who love racing, racing together." ”

Seeing An Beimo's eager expression, I continued: "Although they are all amateurs, they are all top masters, and the rewards are not bad. A total of four laps and twenty drivers. What do you think? Are you interested in competing with them? ”

An Beimo parked the car at the No. 10 race position, reached out and brushed his hair to his head, and tied it up with the head rope on his wrist. He took out his sunglasses from his pocket and buckled them on his face, snorted at me arrogantly, and said, "You'd better tighten your seat belt!" ”

Confident, proud, and cold, I found that Anbei Mo at this moment was so beautiful that it was magical, which made me look a little daze.

Entering the countdown to the game, An Beimo became focused. She kept banging on the accelerator, making the car keep roaring "woo, woo". The man and the car were once again combined, like a cheetah ready to go, just waiting for the order to go.

There are all kinds of cars around us, and they are all painted with exaggerated spraying. I saw a car with an exhaust pipe hanging from the back of the car, which was full of the wildness of machine violence.

In comparison, our pure white sports car looks unusual, much like a white swan mixed in a flock of peacocks, which is particularly eye-catching.

It was the first time I had competed in a race car, and I was excited and nervous. I don't know how Anbei Mo's driving skills are, I play by myself, but it's completely different from the race.

Besides, we are not a professional racing car, there is no necessary protective measures, in case of an accident, the car is likely to be wrecked.

But I choose to believe An Beimo, she has always been cautious, what she is not sure of, she never takes risks easily. I wanted to remind her to be careful, but after thinking about it, I didn't say anything, so I simply sacrificed my life to accompany her through this addiction.

At this time, many technicians in overalls came over, checked all the vehicles first, and after confirming that there was no problem, they put a corresponding digital sticker on the front chassis cover.

I took a look and our car was number 10, which was the same number as our race position.

"Do you like the number 10?" An Beimo asked me at this time.

I nodded and said, "Yes!" I like football a lot, especially the number 10 shirt, so I usually have a soft spot for the number 10. ”

We've just said a couple of words, and the technicians have finished posting the numbers and quit the field. At the same time, the match lights came on and the red signal light was very visible in front of us.

Next to the race preparation area is the spectator stage, and at the back of the spectator is a large LED display, on which the images of the vehicles are played one by one.

The professional arena is professional, and when I saw our car on the screen, I waved at the big screen. Unfortunately, our glass film is very dark, and you can't see the inside of the car from the outside.

At this time, the 30-second countdown was lit up next to the indicator light in front of us, and An Beimo and I were both concentrating, staring at the slowly decreasing number of seconds.

When the countdown ends, the red indicator flashes several times in a row, followed by the green light at the end.

All twenty cars erupted in beastly roars, and the rear wheels burst out with white smoke from them.

I only felt the person leaning back violently, and the violent push on the back immediately made me tense, and my heart was lifted, I didn't expect the car to even start so exciting.

The gear of our car is "hand self-integration", and Anbei Mo has adjusted it to the manual position. After setting off, she began to switch gears non-stop, weaving back and forth in the bushes.

The rules of this kind of enthusiast race are very simple, just compare speed and technique to see who reaches the finish line first.

This is not a violent racing, and it is also a means of unfair competition that prohibits malicious fouls.

Even if it's only once, don't want to mix in this circle in the future. You must know that the accident of the car is not a trivial matter, it is a matter of human life, and you must not be sloppy.

At the beginning of the race, twenty cars were crowded together, and it was difficult to play their strengths and weaknesses, and it was impossible to see the level of the level. Only by letting the car run and then using the track steering can you slowly see the handling ability of each racer.

But An Beimo obviously didn't have that patience, she increased her speed extremely fast. Before each overtaking, she was almost about to put her head on the rear tail of the car in front of her before she turned to accelerate to overtake. Several times I mistakenly thought she had hit someone else's car.

I don't know if she likes the thrill or if she's deliberately playing with thrills. But I didn't dare to speak, for fear of affecting her concentration and judgment.