System: Become stronger from the heartbeat

Zhao Qianqian resigned to her fate and continued to drive. The whole journey took 2 hours and finally arrived at the place.

After getting out of the car, Zhao Qianqian rubbed her sore arms and legs, and then put her long legs on the roof of the car to move her muscles and bones.

Tsk tsk, art students are different, stretching their waists is so tempting and scary.

Zhang Yang got out of the car with Fang Yuanyuan and Song Na, and met Zhou Peng and the others not long after. He also brought two brothers.

One is Shui Miaomiao. I don’t know how much water I lacked in my previous life.

The other one is called Liang Kuan, and his front teeth are really wide.

If you can get acquainted with Zhou Peng, your family background will not be too bad, but I didn't expect that his attitude was surprisingly good, very enthusiastic, and he didn't put on airs. All kinds of brothers came and went, and Zhang Yang was a little embarrassed to say that.

It was more than half an hour before the game started at 5 o'clock, and people were still coming one after another. Everyone got together to chat for a few words, and then walked around the field in small groups.

After walking around for less than 5 minutes, the excitement gradually faded, and everyone felt half cold.This is not so much a racetrack as it is a large open space.

In terms of environment, this racing track, which has just been opened for a short time, is not as tall as imagined. It is surrounded by tall wormwood and is desolate.

The gate comes in on the left and right sides, one side is the office, but it is a simple office made of containers, and the other side is the warehouse.

The outside of the track is surrounded by a half-meter-high concrete partition wall. The partition wall is covered with a high isolation steel wire mesh, and there is a row of containers beside it, which is probably a maintenance area or a rest area.

Then there is the racing area. Some small potholes have appeared on the newly paved asphalt track. Basically, no staff can be seen. Many idlers are wandering around, and there are a few children running wildly on it. Awow yelling.

For another place, maybe nothing.

But where is this?

race track!
In case of a bump, it's a big deal.

With so many hardware facilities, coupled with such sloppy management, anyone who comes here will be disappointed.

While everyone was in a daze, a buddy jumped out from the back of the container, and he heard swearing from afar.

"Zhou Niao, what kind of broken place did you find? There is no paper in the paralyzed toilet. I used a magic trick to wipe my butt clean. I wanted to wash my hands, but there was no water. Grandson, come and smell grandpa. This smell in your hand."

The visitor seemed to have a very high status, Zhou Peng didn't dare to blow his hair, and with a bitter face, he ran over to explain.

"Brother Dong, this place was found by the third child. It's my first time here today. He said how good this place is, and the ghost knows it's all deceit."

The third child, who looked like a thin monkey, immediately got out of the crowd and explained one by one.

"Big brothers, it was like that when I came here a few days ago, but today is the weekend, and most of the staff are on vacation, so I can't help it."

As soon as the words fell, he was almost drowned by saliva in an instant.

"Who are you fooling around? The racetrack still has weekends?"

The third child continued to explain with a bitter face: "There are no other places, but this is a state-owned enterprise. In fact, people get off work at 4 o'clock. I still spent money to keep a few on-duty staff for us. .”

State-owned enterprises and institutions?

When everyone heard this, they suddenly lost their minds.

Everyone knows what happened to certain state-owned enterprises and institutions.

Okay, let's just play it, and it didn't take long for someone to start yelling, should we play it or not?

Noisy like a vegetable market.

"Is this the legendary racing car?"

Zhang Yang's jaw almost dropped to the ground, and he and the girls looked at each other in blank dismay.

Imagine big buttocks and fat breasts, but the reality is a pile of bone scum.

Although it was noisy, everyone still came with the purpose of running.

Not long after, the drivers all got together and the cars were lined up. From a distance, it looked a bit like that.

But it doesn't work if you look closely.

Focus RS, BMW Z4, Audi TT, Chevrolet Camaro, Golf R, and of course there must be a modified car: Honda Civic.

Zhao Qianqian's BMW [-] Series was in the middle of a strange modified car, and her forehead looked out of place.

In short, it was a hodgepodge, a carnival of eighth-tier amateur players.

Zhang Yang was extremely disappointed, shook his head, sighed and returned to Zhao Qianqian's car.

Not long after, the car door was closed three times, and the three girls also came back.

It was a world of difference from when they first arrived, each of them was so excited that they wanted to go to heaven, and each of them had disappointed expressions on their faces.

"What the hell? I thought it was very interesting, so this is it???"

Zhao Qianqian forgot that she was the instigator, and followed suit.

"What are these things? Look at that tall and fat car, the Jinbei? It's on the side? Is this also here to run the track?"

Zhang Yang felt a bit pained, but he didn't speak.

The three girls complained for a long time, and found that Zhang Yang was silent all the time, and asked in bewilderment, "Zhang Yang, what are you thinking about?"

Zhang Yang's gaze became philosophical and deep, and he said slowly: "Is it like this in all circles? It's like a besieged city. People outside look bright and beautiful, but when you go in, you can see chicken feathers all over the floor."

"Oh, brilliant!" Song Na and Fang Yuanyuan couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Qianqian stopped talking hard, and explained with a wry smile: "A group of wealthy second generations from Hujiang, who have money and time, must find something to do. They think this seems to be very high-end, so they spend money on it. In fact, they are just playing around. Let's see Just be lively."

Zhang Yang nodded with a smile, expressing his agreement, and just as he was about to speak, he heard an argument over there.

"Eh? What's going on? It seems to be Zhou Peng's voice."

Zhao Qianqian got out of the car in a hurry, frowned and said, "You guys are in the car, I'll go and have a look."

Zhang Yang ignored her at all, and followed her.

Those who agreed to be bodyguards couldn't let Zhao Qianqian face the troubles alone.

It was still far away from Zhou Peng, and I heard Zhou Peng shouting angrily: "No, I have to run away today."

Before he could figure out what was going on, Brother Dong came up angrily: "Peng'er, we will run one and the other in the first round, and then you can play as you like, will it work?"

"Okay, brother Dong!"

Zhou Peng patted his chest, then saw Zhao Qianqian, and frowned: "What are you doing out, go back quickly, after we finish running, you can go up and play."

After finishing speaking, she yelled at the third child: "Hey, lend me your bedmate and use the car." Just after finishing speaking, Zhao Qianqian angrily opened the door of the 911, and scolded impatiently: "Okay, fart more It's been a long time, I'll run with you."