After amnesia, monopolized by paranoia

Qi Rang is completely unaware of the approaching danger, he is only worried about one thing now - what to do with his Bi She!

Seeing that the deadline was two days away, several classmates with his mentor all uploaded proposal reports one after another, but he was the only one who didn't move at all!Worry to death!

No, he can't go on like this!

Qi Rang dropped his pen and stood up abruptly.

Sitting and waiting can't wait for inspiration, he has to go out, and the more he goes out, the more he will have a future!

Qi Rang ran downstairs and found his brother after running a few places. He rushed over and jumped on his brother's back:

"Brother! Let's go out and play!"

Qi Yuebai caught Qi Rang steadily, and asked, "Have you written the opening report?"

"No." Qi Rang sighed, "It's because I can't write that I have to go out more. There is no future for being bored at home."

"Where do you want to go?"

"I didn't think so."

Qi Rang frowned and thought about it for a while. In order to find inspiration some time ago, he and his brother almost traveled all over City C. There is really nothing he hasn't been to.

"How about... let's go and play with Brother Yan? Brother Yan often plays around, he must know where the fun is."

"Okay, let's have dinner first, and I'll call him after dinner, or you'll get motion sickness."

Qi Rang nodded vigorously: "Okay, let's do it like this!"

The autumn night came very early, when Qi Zang left the studio, he thought it was still early, but when he was about to go out after dinner, he found that the sky had already darkened.

When the two arrived at the place agreed upon by Yan Dongcheng, night had already fallen.

"Brother Qi, this way!"

Yan Dongcheng saw Qi Yuebai and the two from a distance, so he ran over to greet them.

Looking at the brightly lit and crowded scene not far away, Qi Rang couldn't help being a little speechless, "Brother Yan, what kind of place is this?"

"It's an event jointly organized by several racing clubs. Your brother Zhou is also going to play on the track. Let's go and see him."

"Isn't this the beach?"

"The Gulf Raceway is exciting. You don't know. This place will be closed after a while when the weather is cold. Basically, everyone who plays racing in City C will come today. You come here once a year, and you can just touch it. It's the best time."

"Wow, it's a good thing I said I would come out to play today, or I would have missed it!"

The closer you get to the track, the more people there are. All kinds of voices are mixed together, and it's very lively. Qi Rang noticed that most of the people present were still wearing cool summer clothes, and what's more, they only wore In the tie-up bikini, the wrapped skin is not as much as Qi Rang's exposed part.

Qi Rang shook his goosebumps from the sea breeze, thinking that the driver of the racing car was really angry.

Oh, except his brother.

Qi Rang remembered that his brother had also played racing cars for a while when he was studying abroad, but today he was wearing a shirt with a black knitted cardigan on top, with some white embroidered threads on the shoulders and front. One button doesn't look dull, but it has a lazy and casual elegance.

Although my brother didn't wear as many clothes as him, he didn't look angry at all.

However, it is also understandable that with such a restrained temperament like my brother, when he is most comfortable in bed, he is panting louder. When he is rarely unrestrained, he will feel strange when he wears a sleeveless jumper with bare arms.

When they arrived at Zhou Wei's side, Zhou Wei immediately surrounded Qi Yuebai and talked about his modifications, obviously looking forward to Qi Yuebai's arrival for a long time.

From the roll cage to the seat belt to the automatic fire extinguisher of the glass fuel tank, Zhou Wei can be said to have completely changed the entire car.

These are very common things for Qi Yuebai, and he just nodded to show that he knew it. It wasn't until Zhou Wei mentioned the modification of the braking system that Qi Yuebai showed a little interested smile, nodded and said: "That's right. .”

"Brother Qi, do you want to run? It's been a long time since I saw you run across the track." Zhou Wei asked expectantly.

Before Qi Yuebai could answer, Yan Dongcheng had already yelled out in heartache: "When I said I was going to open it, you were so precious, you would be so distressed if you touched it! Brother Qi is here, and you will change your face as soon as you say it!" Just change your face. Don't be so double-standard in life?"

Zhou Wei immediately performed a face-changing second from a fanboy to Gao Leng, "You don't know how to drive, so why join in the fun?"

"Why can't I drive it? I'm also the one who ran the entire course of the Monza track, okay?"

"Yes, that's what you ran," Zhou Wei taunted ruthlessly, "One of the easiest circuits in F1."

Yan Dongcheng: "...That's better than you never running before, right?"

Zhou Wei was too lazy to talk to Yan Dongcheng, and asked Qi Yuebai again: "Brother Qi, do you want to try it? I modified the braking system according to the competition standard, and it should be very easy for you to use."

"It's useless to ask Brother Qi, you have to ask us about it." Yan Dongcheng pulled Qi Rang over with a smile, "Rang Rang, tell me, don't you want to see how your brother is running on the track?" What's it like?"

Qi Rang touched the racing car enviously, and said, "Isn't this dangerous?"

"It's dangerous for us, but it's not easy for your brother? You don't know, do you? Your brother used to play F3, but he got a super driver's license."

"What is a super license?"

"It's issued by the FIA, which is equivalent to a ticket for an F1 event. You always know what F1 is, right?"

Qi Rang nodded. When he first learned that his brother had played racing before, he searched it specially. The entry of F1 is very long, and there are many boring professional terms arranged together. He knew it without looking carefully. This game is very powerful.

Unexpectedly, my brother's racing car has reached this level. Sure enough, his brother is the best in everything he does.

Yan Dongcheng showed a successful smile, and continued to persuade: "Don't worry, with your brother's level, nothing will happen to you. You go and persuade him, let him go, if you want to watch, he will definitely do it without saying a word car."

Qi Yuebai asked very face-saving: "Rang Rang, do you want to see it?"

Qi Rang hesitated again and again, but as expected, his eyes were still itchy, he rubbed his hands expectantly, and said honestly: "Hey, I want to."

"Then I'll play the first match."

"Okay!" Zhou Wei didn't expect Qi Yuebai to agree to run around, her cheeks were flushed with excitement, and she quickly opened the car door, "Brother Qi, come over and try the car."

Qi Yuebai didn't get in the car, but went to the front of the car, pressed the body hard, had a general understanding of the softness and hardness of the shock absorber system, and then went to the door to familiarize himself with the braking system and other aspects.

It can be seen that Zhou Wei did not spend less time on this car. The seat belts and seats are all replaced to the racing level, which is considered to be a good level among privately modified cars.

Qi Rang watched from the side, suddenly felt a little thirsty, and didn't want to disturb his brother who was about to go on the track, so he secretly asked Yan Dongcheng next to him: "Brother Yan, is there any place to buy things near here? I want to drink water."

"It's over there," Yan Dongcheng pointed to the busiest area on the left, "shall I take you there?"

Qi Rang quickly shook his head: "No, I'll be right back after I buy it."

He still remembered that this brother Yan didn't seem to like him very much, so he still tried his best not to trouble Yan Dongcheng.

Qi Rang squeezed into the crowd and soon disappeared. Yan Dongcheng didn't think much about it, and continued to watch Brother Qi test the car.

Men, who hasn't dreamed of racing?

Qi Rang ran to the crowd, only to realize that this was not a shop, but a few bartending shops, and there were many people around each shop, so he could squeeze in, but he didn't know where this place was. No matter how queued, I dare not rush to ask the bartender for a drink.

If I had known earlier, I would have asked Brother Yan to follow me. His presence in this place is really too redundant and an eyesore.

Except for Qi Rang, everyone seems to be at ease with this situation. Even though they just walked over, they don't know each other, but they can immediately chat about everything.

After watching for a while without embarrassment, Qi Rang found that he was really unable to join any topic, thinking about whether to go back, at this moment, someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

"Hi, I see you've been standing here for a while, can I help you?"

The well-meaning man's Chinese is not very standard, but Qi Rang felt the great love from the same global village, and turned his head gratefully: "I want a non-alcoholic drink, but the bartender seems to be busy."

"It's okay, you yelled, he will do it in order."

"That's it." Qi Rangchang had seen it, but he still didn't know how to speak. He didn't see anything like the menu, so he didn't know what to order.

Fortunately, the kind-hearted man whose Chinese is not standard seemed to see his predicament, helped him order a glass of "TropicalTease", and then explained to Qi Rang: "TropicalTease is made from apple juice, mango juice and pineapple juice. Juice, non-alcoholic, and has a unique taste, which is good for you."

His English sounds much more pleasing to the ear than his Chinese, and that lingering slightly curly accent sounds very charming.

Qi Rang's English level after amnesia is only here, but if he knows that "tease" means teasing, he will not show such a beautiful smile to thank the person: "Thank you for helping me, it sounds delicious .”

"It's me who should thank you, I'm going to have a good night."

Qi Rang vaguely felt that there was something wrong with this sentence, but before he could figure it out, he heard the kind-hearted man ask the bartender for a glass of "CrazyLip".

The bartender was digging ice hockey pucks. When he heard this, he glanced at him in surprise, then looked at Qi Rang, and after a while, he showed a seemingly clear expression, and took a rose from the shelf and handed it to the kind-hearted man.

The kind-hearted man gave the rose to Qi Rang and said, "My name is Harrison. I don't know if I have the honor of getting your name."

There seemed to be people who knew Harrison around, and they made some jokes in a foreign language that Qi Rang couldn't understand, which caused a small burst of laughter.

Qi Rang: "..." Help, he really wants to go back, he shouldn't have come out by himself so confidently a few minutes ago!

He won't accept this flower, and it won't be true if he doesn't accept it.

Take it, when the bartender handed the flower to Harrison just now, Qi Rang noticed that many people cast their eyes over at once, as if the flower was very important.

Don't answer, everyone is looking at him, as if they are waiting for his reaction, just now Harrison helped him, if he rejected Harrison in public, wouldn't it be a great lack of love in the global village.

At this moment, the person who had teased Harrison just now said in rather unproficient Chinese: "Hey sweetheart, quickly take the flower in Harry's hand, you see how pitiful he is holding the flower all the time, use your Chinese In other words, what is it called coping? Looking, looking through? What is it?"

"Looking beyond the autumn water." Harrison replied, and sent some flowers to Qi Rang by the way, "Is that okay? Your name."

Qi Rang was called "little sweetheart" with his toes on the ground. He really couldn't bear everyone's eager gaze, thinking that it was just a gift rose anyway, so he took it and said, "My name is Qi Rang."

Yan Dongcheng, who hadn't waited for people to come back for a long time, saw this scene from a distance, and almost fell up in one breath. He didn't dare to look back at Qi Yuebai's death gaze, so he quickened his pace and squeezed into the crowd.

"Sorry, sorry, my younger brother is here for the first time, so he doesn't understand the rules here," Yan Dongcheng said as he squeezed to Qi Rang's side, took out the flower and returned it to Harrison, "You take this flower back, he's already married gone."

Harrison twitched the corners of his mouth and didn't speak. His friend took up the conversation gloatingly at this moment: "Let me tell you not to flirt with married people, because you will be caught doing it."

Qi Rang's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly glanced at the ring on his ring finger.

It turned out that they were laughing at this just now!

He even took the flowers in a foolish way!Help!He must find a way to change his life on another planet quickly!

The author has something to say: Forehead box box box box, friends who have followed my wb should know that I once had a F1 brain hole, and I have a little plan to write it, first read this year's F1 Accumulate a little professional knowledge, if I am still so enthusiastic by then, I will open a hole!

First, let me show you the rough outline of that brain hole:

I want to write a story about an F1 driver and an engineer in the team.

As we all know, F1 drivers are one of the strongest athletes. Because of the strong centrifugal force, their arms and neck muscles are well developed, and because of the special nature of the event, they have a calm mind beyond ordinary people.

The engineer is a technical madman. He wears thick glasses, has small freckles, and has a messy curly hair that has never been taken care of. He is committed to researching a racing car with better performance and not destroying the appearance. He takes off the glasses and makes no distinction between humans and animals, doi Sometimes you can't see the driver's face clearly.

roughly-

Poor physique, F1 driver can have engineer sit on his arm, no pressure!

Poor personality, a coquettish male peacock F1 driver and a shy technician who is a fan of a blank sheet of paper!

Together, I would like to be the last stone step on your way to the throne!