In the midst of the banquet and drunkenness, no one in the Donghuang Racing Team paid attention to the race scheduled for this afternoon, including Wan Huiyang himself.

To them, a semi-crippled, female student was just an ant they teased when they were bored on the roadside. A spit or a pebble could kill these people.

Shifting stars.

After Shen Xingge sent Song Meng home, he stayed in the club until eleven o'clock in the evening.

"Wrench and driver."

Shen Xingge worked hard, while Xie Jinchen handed the tools to the side. The two rarely spoke, but they cooperated so well that even Wang Feibai, standing aside, felt like he was a hero with no place to show his talents.

"Do you have any good recommendations for engines, tires, and brake pads?" Shen Xingge organized her Flame Motorcycle from top to bottom. It was not difficult for her to optimize some software programs within a week. These hardware are hard The injury must be replaced.

Wang Feibai asked: "Do you only need hardware? Do you need me to help you adjust the program?"

Shen Xingge clapped his hands and stood up: "I can solve the logic optimization of the program myself. I only need these hardware."

"Adjusting a program is not a simple matter." Wang Feibai knew that the girl in front of him was serious, but he was still filled with doubts and entanglements in his heart. Mechanical programming is a very professional thing, and this girl can really do it. ?

"If you can't trust me, I don't think you have to be here."

Shen Xingge rarely reflects on her interpersonal relationships, and how she deals with emotional relationships depends entirely on her own preferences. But at this moment, she suddenly knew why she had repeatedly indulged in the dark beauty around her.

Gu Qi admires her, but when facing a stronger opponent in his cognition, the adoration in his heart will bow to his thinking and cognition.

This Wang Feibai has excellent skills. It can be seen that her strength is good, but she also has doubts about her strength because of her identity.

Almost everyone around her would be worried, suspicious, or even contemptuous of her behavior. Only Xie Jinchen would never deny her outrageous behavior.

So in the face of such trust, she acquiesced to Xie Jinchen's attack even though she had no interest in the man-eating flower.

"I..." Wang Feibai exhaled a breath.

The girl in front of her slowly stood there, casually pulling off the gloves on her hands, and glanced over with an impatient look.

"I understand, come with me to the warehouse."

The gloves, which were stained black and mottled by engine oil, were placed on the shelf casually: "Didn't Xiao Hu say that the warehouse doesn't have those high-end accessories?"

After Wang Feibai said the previous sentence, the big stone that had been pressing on his heart seemed to fall apart. He said with a faint smile: "If it can't play its role, then the accessories on it are just accessories."

"Squeaky..." The rolling door of the warehouse opened.

Wang Feibai touched the switch and the light came on.

The three people walked a few steps deeper into the warehouse. On the stand in the corner, a motorcycle was wrapped tightly in a black dust cover, making it impossible to see its original appearance.

"The dust on the cover is a bit big, please get out of the way first." Wang Feibai picked up a corner of the dust cover, and couldn't help but cough a few times as the dust choked him.

A finger so fair that you could see light cyan veins appeared in front of him holding a tissue. Shen Xingge took the tissue.

The motorcycle with its black dust cover finally revealed its original appearance.

The body is painted in goose yellow, and its shape is no different from the motorcycles used in international racing, but the side of the body is engraved with white spray paint in English: white.

Wang Feibai put his hand on the handlebar and turned the switch. His eyes became a little complicated. The glory and humiliation of the past seemed to appear before his eyes, and his heart, which was not very calm, gradually surged.

After all, he still betrayed the captain's trust in him. Dongshen changed his name, and he was expelled from the team. He relied on his interpersonal relationships to survive until today. No matter how magnificent his past was, it has become a smoke in the past.

The lake in his heart returned to calm, and Wang Feibai said to the two people behind him: "Help me push it out."

When this goose-yellow motorcycle appeared in the club lobby, Xiao Hu at the front desk couldn't calm down anymore: "Brother Fei Bai, are you going to compete? The doctor said your wrist..."

"No. Give me the toolbox."

Wang Feibai opened the tool box and half-knelt on the ground. Every movement he made was extremely pious. Even the smallest parts were neatly packed away and put aside.

Shen Xingge and Xie Jinchen also stood quietly aside, with a tacit understanding not to disturb them in any way.

"You guys should go back and rest first. I've changed it. Just come to the store to debug it tomorrow."

Understanding that this person wanted to exchange the core equipment of his racing car with him, Shen Xingge pressed his eyebrows: "Your equipment is expensive, and I can't give you so much money now."

"We'll talk about the money later. The most important thing is dealing with the current game."

"Go back first. You don't have to worry about money." Xie Jinchen asked Yu Xingchao to arrange a pick-up and drop-off vehicle, which was already waiting outside. Mineral water was even prepared in the car as he requested.

Xie Jinchen was also sitting in the back row. He was not in a hurry to drink water. Instead, he straightened the cuffs that he had rolled up while helping to repair the car. After the cuffs were buttoned up again and returned to their smoothness, Xie Jinchen unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it over. Got out.

Shen Xingge took the water bottle, took a sip, and leaned lazily on the car window, feeling a little depressed due to Wang Feibai's influence.

Xie Jinchen also took a sip, but because he forgot to drink water while busy, his voice was still a bit muffled: "Do you like racing?"

"Okay."

Racing was one of my favorite ways to relax in my previous life, but I liked racing to relieve stress in my previous life.

This time I was racing because I felt life was boring, but I didn't expect that Wang Feibai would be so serious about a race he promised just because he was bored.

This seriousness made her a little annoyed.

Xie Jinchen lowered his eyes and clasped his fingers on his thighs: "I'll pay for it, you don't owe him anything."

By this he was naturally referring to Wang Feibai.

The annoyance in Shen Xingge's heart was relieved. As expected, the little black beauty was considerate, "But I don't have the money to pay you back now." Although his mood was not very high, it was obviously more lively than before.

Xie Jinchen took another sip of water. The Adam's apple on his neck rolled a bit due to drinking water, but the buttons of his shirt were buttoned all the way to the collar. The sultry sexiness and ascetic temperament formed a sharp contrast, making people more and more imagine the abstinence. sexy.

"No need to pay."

"Ok?"

"This is the dividend of the 3 yuan."

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【small theater】

Song Meng: Obviously I trust the boss very much!My sister doesn’t love me anymore!

Xie Jinchen: Haha, is your trust useful?

Shen Xingge: Mengmeng, why don’t we just forget about it for the sake of money?

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