I really just want to be a normal person

Chapter 129 Start the game

The acceleration is not comparable, the cornering is not comparable, and the technology is slightly inferior, so the result of this game is obvious.

Not to mention that after seeing Zhou Shuming's cornering speed, Li Jie was hit hard, lost interest, and gave up the race directly.

How can this be compared? The hardware is completely backward, and the technical skills are not as good as people. Unless you can jump straight down with the car on your shoulders, how can you win?By unwavering faith?

Are you kidding me, this is not a hot-blooded comic.

Li Jie gave up the race, but Zhou Shuming didn't know that he was having a good time. Driving this car was simply a kind of enjoyment.

For example, it is like a boss chair specially customized according to your body shape, weight, sitting posture, habits, etc. No matter from every aspect, it perfectly meets your expectations and all your needs. Get used to it, let alone playing games when sitting on it, even working is a kind of enjoyment.

Zhou Shuming's feeling at this time is almost like this. The legendary combination of people and cars is probably like this.

After concentrating on driving to the foot of the mountain, Zhou Shuming looked at the time, and it was a full minute and 43 seconds ahead of his own best record!
Even he was scared.

But in this way, today's game must be sure.

Back at the foot of the mountain, as soon as Li Jie got out of the car, he shouted eagerly.

"Damn, where did you find such a master, Daming, who can't even compare with Bill? Give me an introduction, and you can talk about money."

Zhou Shuming smiled triumphantly: "How about it, are you convinced now?"

Li Jie nodded again and again: "Convince me, introduce me quickly, as long as you introduce me, from now on, you will be my half-brother!"

"Don't think about it." Zhou Shuming pulled the hand on his shoulder aside, "One of the conditions for inviting this great god is not to reveal his identity at will. Such a great god, I dare not go back on my word."

Although Gao Cheng never told him this, judging from Gao Cheng's behavior, it was obvious that he didn't want too many people to disturb him. Zhou Shuming still had this foresight.

After knowing that Gao Cheng's technology is stronger than Bill's, Gao Cheng's image in his mind instantly became several times taller and mysterious several times.

"Tch, it's really not enough brothers."

Contemptuous of him, Li Jie shook his hand and sat back in the car.

"It's fine if you don't want to say it. You're the one to play in tonight's game. With such a good car, you must kill that little devil!"

After speaking, Li Jie waved his hand and drove away in the car.

Seeing him leave, Zhou Shuming turned his head and said with a flattering expression: "Well, Gao Cheng, it's okay for me to reject him like that just now?"

Gao Cheng: "No problem, this is exactly what I want."

Zhou Shuming let out a long breath: "That's good, I was worried that you would be unhappy if I said that without authorization."

Don't care if his expression is sincere or fake, at least he looks like he has done his best, so that people can't find faults. Besides, Gao Cheng really doesn't want to get involved with too many of them. Trouble, just earn some pocket money like this.

Next, Zhou Shuming made two more trips before heading home together to take a rest and prepare for the evening game.

Gao Cheng didn't go back to school either. He took so much money from others and he had to get things done. If he went back, what if there were any technical problems or temporary adjustments at night?
He still has this bit of professional ethics, so in the afternoon, Gao Chengchi just chatted with Wen Siying on QQ in the waiting room, waiting for the start of the game in the evening.

Soon, the time came to eight o'clock in the evening, and there was still an hour before the start of the competition. Everyone who was recharging their energy got up one after another and prepared to go to the competition venue.

When I came to Fushan again, compared with noon, there were many more people now. Gao Cheng glanced around and saw many faces he hadn’t seen before, and then looked at the license plate number of the car they were leaning on. There are all over the country, obviously they are all rushed over from other places.

It seems that this competition has attracted a lot of attention, but thinking about it, this competition can be said to be the last hurdle in the Chinese amateur racing industry. As long as you pass this hurdle, you can say that you have passed the level.

Of course, except for a sweeping monk who suddenly appeared.

Under such a severe situation, such a grand occasion is naturally understandable. Similarly, it is understandable that Zhou Shuming's attention after his appearance is also understandable.

After arriving at the square at the foot of the mountain, Zhou Shuming got out of the car and started chatting with people he knew well. Gao Cheng also got off the car and continued chatting.

Gao Cheng, who looked like a follower, naturally didn't attract too many people's attention. Only a few people with better memories remembered that this person seemed to be someone who had competed with Song Wei, but they immediately forgot about him.

As for why Zhou Shuming brought him here, they didn't bother to care about it. Otherwise, what else would you do? Do you also care about his social circle?
While they were talking, a piercing roar of an engine sounded from the road, and the faces of those who came from other places changed suddenly when they heard the roar.

"he came!"

As soon as the words were finished, a blue sports car sprang out from the foot of the mountain, bypassing the vehicles and crowd present in a flowing manner, and finally flicked its tail provocatively, and stopped in front of Zhou Shuming and the others.

The car door opened, and a young man got out, looked around, smiled, and bowed slightly.

"Good evening, gentlemen."

"Hmph, the weasel has no good intentions in wishing the chicken a new year." A young man next to him said in a low voice.

His voice was very low, but the young man listened carefully, still smiling, looked at him and said.

"I know this Chinese proverb about a weasel paying New Year greetings to a rooster. It means that a person has no good intentions and wants to make the other person relax their vigilance by showing kindness. It is a very interesting and philosophical proverb."

"But it's not appropriate to say that about me, because..." the young man smiled again, "My politeness is a charity for the weak."

"WCNM!"

As soon as the words came out, the young man immediately became angry, and he was about to hit him with his sleeves, but he was stopped by another person after he took two steps.

"Don't be impulsive, don't give him a reason to lose the game."

The young man smiled: "The reason for losing the game? Sorry, I don't think I will need that kind of thing."

Zhou Shuming stood up with a confident face: "Oh? Really? But I think you will need it later."

The young man glanced at him, and shook his head slightly as if laughing: "Words are meaningless, let the results of the game prove everything."

After saying that, he bowed slightly to Zhou Shuming again: "Kawahara Kazuya, please give me your advice."

Of course, Zhou Shuming will not bow, but according to politeness, his name must be known: "Zhou Shuming."

After knowing each other's names, the two got into their cars and drove to the top of the mountain.

(End of this chapter)