Most of the audiences on the scene were men. They did not pay attention to Tang and Song before, and not everyone was qualified to be paid attention. Those who needed to find superiority in Tang and Song were purely lacking in confidence. Finding such references was undoubtedly a sign of lowering their bottom line. Qin Simu came to Tang and Song at the same time brought the attention aperture she carried with her. At this time, Tang and Song finally received enough attention. But many people also began to dislike Tang and Song at this time. They secretly compared Tang and Song with themselves. The conclusion they came to was self-evident. I am more suitable for driving a Porsche, and that girl is really unworthy.

It's God's will, and it's good luck to have a beautiful woman with him. If you borrow a motorcycle, it may be because you didn't ride it out. We won't be as good as you when you temporarily inserted it into the competition. But you are still the last one. How can you let the handsome guys present despise you? Didn't you just be so awesome? Where is your majesty now? Comrade of the deputy squad leader, we despise you on behalf of the moon!

So, Qin Simu and Qin Tao heard the booing at the scene.

The competition was in full swing. The motorcycles that were originally side by side were quickly pulled into a long dragon, and the Tang and Song dynasties were the dragon tail. Soon, the short straight road was over, and the leading leader introduced the long dragon into three consecutive hairpin bends. The competition was on track, and everything was proceeding in an orderly manner in a normal rhythm.

Suddenly, the dragon tail got angry!

The Ducati 600 quickly entered the bend at an astonishing angle. Tang Song himself also tilted downwards with the inclination angle of the motorcycle. Due to the excessive inclination angle, his knees almost rubbed on the ground. Relying on the time and space won by the large inclination angle, Tang Song's bend speed was much faster than his competitors. He successfully surpassed two motorcycles in the first turn of the three consecutive hairpin bends. At the same time, he was surpassed by him, and replaced by the amazement throughout the audience.

"Damn, this is the cornering action of the motorcycle GP!"

"How did he do it?"

Tang Song had a fast entry and exit speed and faster exit speed. The two motorcycles he surpassed behind had not yet passed the first turn, and Tang Song was already attacking the second turn. Because the straight path in front of the starting point was very short, the 11 motorcycles did not have time to open the gap. Tang Song surpassed two motorcycles in the second turn of the three consecutive bends. By the time the third turn came out, Tang Song was already ranked fifth.

The amazement of the crowd was not over. During the continuous slow bends, Tang Song adopted a tactic of significantly delaying the brakes and entering the corner at high speed. This is a tactic that amateur drivers who are not in the right position will never dare to use, because the speed of entering the corner will cause the motorcycle to lose balance and run out of the track. However, Tang Song would not break out of the track because he could use the large inclination angle of the car-man unity to retrieve the lost balance. In this way, before entering the corner for five consecutive bends, Tang Song had already risen to third.

The second-ranked driver felt that Tang Song was pressing step by step. He would rather sacrifice his route to block Tang Song's overtake route, but everything was futile. The route Tang Song took was completely different from most people. After two consecutive tilts into the corners, the second-ranked driver was also left behind by Tang Song. At the last turn of the five consecutive turns, Tang Song had already put on the leading black Yamaha 600. The driver who could lead in amateur competitions was not an ordinary person. After a period of stalemate, the two cars entered the big round turn one after another.

The competition rhythm of the Tang and Song dynasties was completely different from that of other motorcycles. On the same track, no one could walk on the route he took, and no one dared to walk on it.

Each track has a reasonable route that is the most time-saving and labor-saving. This route is not marked, but runs out. Every driver will leave tire marks on the track. After the tire marks are layered, others can easily see the outline of the reasonable route. But Tang and Song subverted this reasonable route because the person he copied is a super driver among professional drivers and the world's number one person in this project. Such a person is the real interpreter of the reasonable route. The first-ranked driver occupies the most reasonable inside line, but Tang and Song have walked out a more reasonable inside line, and he surpassed him in the inside line. Tang and Song, who were ranked first, can no longer stop him, and the record of this track is his.

Among the onlookers, there was a person in front of him who had been silent all the time. He was in his early thirties and had a mustache like Lin Zixiang. At this moment, his eyes were moving with the movement of Tang and Song. A young man next to him asked him, "Brother Dao, what do you think of this person?"

Xiaomoustache nodded and said, "It's not bad, he is no longer suitable for participating in this kind of competition."

The long-haired young man said: "I also think he is not suitable. He is a destroyer of the balance of the game. Sooner or later, the game here will be destroyed in his hands."

"You are wrong." Xiao Wang touched his mustache, and he said, "The competition will not be ruined by him. I guess the people here will not let him participate in the competition again in the future. The result is no suspense, no one is willing to give him money, right?"

Xiaomouzi said it was right, but there was no suspense. After 10 laps, Tang Song successfully crossed the line and won the championship as he wished. In the eyes of everyone who was envious or jealous, Tang Song felt sorry for the remaining time of his talent skills. This championship was not easy. It consumed Tang Song's remaining time of his talent skills for 15 minutes. The talent value was hard to come by, and it was not easy to say that splitting the black crystal is also a scarce resource. Tang Song only had one chance to buy splitting the black crystal.

Before Tang Song, who had returned to Qin Simu's side, had stopped the car, Qin Tao couldn't wait to rush up. He said in surprise and joy: "Good boy, you are so good."

Tang Song smiled and said, "I didn't lie to you, are you?"

After joking, Qin Tao said seriously: "Tang and Song, I think you have changed, just like a different person. You were not like this before."

Some things cannot be said or explained clearly. Maybe it is because of the selfish intentions of the common people in the city. Tang Song had already planned to hide them from everyone in the matter of Eternal Game. He said to Qin Tao: "That's because you haven't seen what I am really like before."

Qin Tao immediately said, "Don't tell me that you used to be riding a motorcycle."

Tang Song scratched his head and said, "I learned to run like this in a few days. I didn't understand what was going on before, but now I suddenly understand."

Qin Tao asked with great interest: "Then tell me, what's going on?"

Tang Song said with a shameless face: "Because I am a genius."

Qin Tao laughed and shook his head and said, "Go to you, I see you suddenly understand why you brag."

"Qin Tao, come here." Baotou shouted over there.

"Okay." Qin Tao responded and walked over.

Tang Song here was about to go over and chat with Qin Simu, and a young man with a mustache and a long-haired hair came over. The mustache stretched out his hand to Tang Song and introduced himself: "Hello, my surname is Wang, and my name is Wang Zhengdao."

The Tang and Song dynasties had never seen Wang Zhengdao before. After hearing this, he politely stretched out his hand to hold Wang Zhengdao with him. He said, "My name is Tang and Song."
Chapter completed!