Lin Qingyuan arrived at the McLaren Building in Seoul.
He is going to race in Seoul tonight in a new car that he has already paid for and reserved in China.
Yan Jun knew about it but did not stop him.
Because he knew that this was one of the few hobbies that Lin Qingyuan really liked, and of course he did not have the qualification or ability to veto the decision made by his boss.
"The model is primarily based on the McLaren 720S, using a modified version of its carbon fiber monocoque and engine. It is powered by a modified version of the 4.0-liter V8 engine found in the McLaren 720S, which utilizes a seven-speed dual-clutch transmission.
It can output 800 horsepower and 800 Nm of torque at 7250 rpm.”
The head of McLaren Seoul Division followed closely behind their loyal customer and new global spokesperson, carefully introducing the performance of this model.
"How about speeding up to 100 kilometers?" Lin Qingyuan walked into the underground constant-temperature garage that had opened the door in advance.
"Complete performance statistics of the 2018 track-oriented model show that it only takes 2.8 seconds to accelerate from 100 kilometers to 100 kilometers."
"As expected of the Ultimate." Lin Qingyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the racing spirit in his body began to burn.
"Yes, in the entire McLaren family, it is positioned as the ultimate series." The person in charge said proudly.
"When will the next model of the Ultimate Series be released?" Lin Qingyuan looked back at the person in charge.
"Three years later? Four years later? This kind of thing has to be decided by those designers, not by us." The person in charge shrugged helplessly.
"I hope we can cooperate until then." Lin Qingyuan stopped and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"I hope so." The person in charge walked to the side wall and controlled the garage central control panel, lighting up the surrounding lights on the dome and the ground lights near the garage one by one.
In just a blink of an eye, the black and white two-color supercar that had been hidden in the darkness appeared in front of Lin Qingyuan. The futuristic and high-tech body caught his eye, and the ultra-wide body design and trend-oriented
The downward sloping front face design makes this car full of extremely strong visual aggression. The side adopts a very powerful waistline design. The door concave surface is sharply processed. The swooping body posture is full of combat effectiveness. The S logo above the tail wing is fully visible.
Show his noble status.
"In the name of the car god, McLaren Senna."
The person in charge of letting the beast out of the cage returned to Lin Qingyuan and found that the calm and cynical young master seemed to have disappeared. He raised his head and looked into Lin Qingyuan's eyes, and there was no longer that calm indifference and calmness in them.
Instead, the spirit of the car god continues to heat up and is about to reach the ignition point and begin to burn.
"All the procedures have been completed, and now he belongs to you." The person in charge handed over the McLaren Senna's car key, which was like a magnificent obsidian that was completely black and translucent.
Lin Qingyuan reached out and took it, his thumb slightly rubbing the S on it, which represented the car god Snna. On the back was the McLaren logo, an upside-down check mark.
"This is a light beam." The person in charge carefully watched Lin Qingyuan's every move: "This car logo actually represents a light beam, and the light beam is a symbol of speed."
"I know, you introduced me to me when we were filming the commercial." Lin Qingyuan squeezed the car key to maintain a constant temperature. Suddenly he heard light and heavy footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw the man who had just finished Huya Peace Elite.
During the live broadcast, the young fans who wanted to meet him followed the staff and slowly came over.
Liu Jimin was waving to him excitedly.
"Do you like racing?" Lin Qingyuan could hardly contain his inner racing spirit, so he simply skipped the boring pleasantries and got to the point directly.
"Eh?!" Liu Zhimin was a little confused about the situation.
"I mean...how about I take you for a spin?" Lin Qingyuan turned sideways and showed the black and white supercar behind him to this confused little fan.
"Okay...Okay! Then Oppa, let's go!" Although Liu Zhimin still didn't understand what the situation was, he still responded very simply.
"Do you usually get carsick?" Lin Qingyuan passed by Liu Zhimin with a smile on his face and patted her shoulder gently: "The road tonight may not be peaceful."
Liu Zhimin was silent for a moment, then suddenly shook his head and said seriously: "Not just tonight, actually every night we have a stage is not very peaceful."
"So?" Lin Qingyuan stopped.
Liu Zhimin stood there and looked at the back of Lin Qingyuan, whom he had admired for a long time, trying hard to suppress the excitement that was about to burst out in his heart, and said as calmly as possible: "So if you have to find out what is different about tonight and usual times,
, then it can only be you, Oppa, your presence makes tonight different from usual."
"Please don't say lines from such an idol drama. Tonight is the set of a drag racing movie." Lin Qingyuan casually threw a handheld high-definition camera to Liu Jimin.
"Help me record the video." Lin Qingyuan smiled, "As a global spokesperson for McLaren, you have to pay something while enjoying the privileges provided by the brand."
Liu Zhimin was confused, a little confused, racing, and videotaping... By the way, her first thought tonight was to take Oppa for what?
"Your video this time will be distributed as a promotional video for McLaren all over the Internet, and many people will see it, so..." Lin Qingyuan turned around and looked at the man who took the initiative to come over to work for him tonight.
Ryu Jimin smiled meaningfully and said, "Try not to shake your hands as much as possible."
...
The scandal that was exposed in the morning finally received a response in the evening. On the night of July 6, Lin Qingyuan's studio directly released Lin Qingyuan's South Korea itinerary on Weibo.
July 5th, LL cover shoot.
July 6th, BC card commercial shooting.
Although we still cannot shut up those gossips who spread rumors about his affair with Lisa, such an announcement can at least tell everyone that Lin Qingyuan flew to South Korea not for a personal trip, but for work.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! And this LL cover shoot...
In the eyes of some netizens who are extremely sensitive to this aspect, this is no ordinary trip.
[Everyone knows that Lin Qingyuan is the third male artist in the world to have been on the cover of South Korea's three leading women's magazines, and he is also the first foreign artist to win this honor. ]
[Brother Yuan went to South Korea once and painted the cover of a book. The local artists are really miserable! The competition is already fierce, but there is such a strong foreign invader. Qianglong can suppress the local snakes! 】
[The other two are Byun Baekhyun and Yoo Ah-in? I just searched the Internet for photos, and I feel that these two should be in the strong group, and they are completely incomparable with Lin Qingyuan...]
[I took a look and found that Brother Yuan is now only two out of the six major women's magazines. WKORA and Marie Claire are both good. I estimate that if I go there one or two more times, I will become the first Korean fashion magazine in history to have six issues.
It’s a male artist.]
[Although the South Korean fashion market is not high-level, there is no point in reading South Korean magazines, but I just want to see Lin Qingyuan bully South Korean artists, bully me hard!]
Thanks to the team's marketing efforts and the spontaneous popularization by fans and magazine-loving netizens, many netizens who have a certain knowledge of the entertainment industry understand what kind of brand-new achievements Lin Qingyuan has achieved during his trip to South Korea.
Although they don't care and don't understand things in the fashion industry, as long as they see their own country's stars going to South Korea to show off, they are happy enough.
However, even if Lin Qingyuan gave a strong clarification, it still could not stop the gossip netizens.
Lin Qingyuan and Lisa have been on Weibo hot searches together before, and Lisa also said on the show that her ideal type is Lin Qingyuan, so this time the two met for a late-night dinner in South Korea, which naturally sparked heated discussions.
[Sister Locust, just continue to be a self-deceiving clown. I want to see how many sisters-in-law your brother Lin Locust will find for you in the end zzz...]
[I asked Lisa when no one else asked her, had dinner together late at night, and made the ILOVYOU gesture. If they have nothing to do with each other in private, I will let you do whatever you want to do online! 】
[I think they are very good, a top idol and a top actor. If they really get together and make it official, I don’t know how many countries they will kill the hot searches.]
[Lin Qingyuan has not been to South Korea a few times, and he secretly fell in love with Lisa... Are you leaving this top celebrity to secretly enjoy online dating, right? Do you have any brains? 】
[The pace of modern society is too fast, and there are many people who can confirm their relationship after just a few meetings. Why can’t Lin Qingyuan and Lisa do the same? I support them being together.]
[Young and rich, handsome, with a good figure and a good personality, generous with resources and having a lot of work, he has perfect conditions. If I were a woman, I would have left him long ago. 】
Lisa's popularity and popularity in China are still not enough, otherwise she would have been massacred just like overseas forums.
Yes, because the two parties have not come forward to clarify before, the scandal between Lin Qingyuan and Lisa continued to hit the screens all day today in Japan, South Korea, and Southeast Asia.
Both people benefited a lot from it.
Lin Qingyuan gained greater popularity overseas, while Lisa gained as much popularity in China as possible.
YG intends to develop her in China, so she has been participating in Qiguo's talent show "Youth with You" for the past two years, but the effect does not seem to meet expectations.
But no matter what, it was a success this time.
This is a scandal where everyone gets what he wants.
Everyone got what they wanted.
Of course, Lisa may think she got more, after all, she also found a good target.
...
The Senna, painted mainly in white with black accents, was driving on the highway outside Seoul.
Ryu Jimin held the camera with his left hand and tightly grasped the armrest above his head with his right hand, watching the supercar move through the darkness and traffic in a violent yet elegant manner.
"Oppa, can you drive slower?" Liu Zhimin couldn't help but remind the expressionless Lin Qingyuan.
She had lost count of how many cars they had overtaken along the way, because there was no need to count. After all, every car that appeared in her sight would be ruthlessly overtaken by Lin Qingyuan's Senna.
"You can't help but want to vomit?" Lin Qingyuan lowered his speed slightly, needing to take care of his companion's physical experience.
"It's not that, it's just a bit exciting." Liu Zhimin's breathing became slightly faster, and the black seat belt was tightened between the two fronts, protruding an astonishing visual effect.
However, Lin Qingyuan was concentrating on driving and had no time to turn his head to watch the ball, otherwise he would definitely be shocked.
"Wait, it's just a little exciting?" Lin Qingyuan smiled, stepped on the accelerator, and suddenly a strong pushing feeling on his back pressed Liu Zhimin firmly on the seat.
"Ah! Oppa, how are you?" Liu Zhimin's originally fair and delicate little face turned red due to stalling, as if she was trying hard to endure something in her body.
"You are recording." Lin Qingyuan reminded.
"Ah, um... um... I'm sorry!" Liu Jimin quickly apologized, thinking that he had ruined the video recording.
"Why are you apologizing?" Lin Qingyuan couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, "You don't need to apologize. They will make the video soundtrack themselves and will not include our original sound."
"Oppa...you...are really bad..." Yoo Jimin's voice became intermittent with his breathing.
She felt that the idol she had admired for a long time seemed to be a little evil and had a bad taste in private, and was always teasing her.
But she didn't hate being teased by Lin Qingyuan. On the contrary, she thought it could shorten the distance between them.
"But they can hear what you say."
Liu Zhimin suddenly became afraid to speak.
She felt that her experience all night today was magical and incredible. She originally planned to ask Lin Qingyuanxi to go to the bar to thank him in person, but he was inexplicably called to the McLaren Building, and then got into this brand new Senna.
, galloping outside Seoul city.
One was thinking wildly, the other was concentrating on driving. The two people in the car were silent for a long time, leaving only the roar of the engine and the exhaust sound from the rear of the car still echoing.
"Oppa...where are we going?" The little fan finally couldn't help but break the quiet atmosphere.
"A high-speed track." Lin Qingyuan looked at the car navigation system and drove along this road. At this time, he was already more than 30 kilometers away from downtown Seoul.
The end point of their trip was the AMG Expressway built with Mercedes-Benz's participation, 38 kilometers away from downtown Seoul. It was a paradise for speed.
"Huh? I thought we were going very fast now..." Liu Zhimin suddenly had a bad feeling.
"It's not enough here. Only when we get there can we fully unleash the full performance of this car." Lin Qingyuan seemed to see the outline of the outfield visible to the naked eye.
"It seems we've arrived."
"Hey, why does it feel a bit like a racecourse?" Liu Zhimin followed Lin Qingyuan and seemed to vaguely see the huge building hidden in the darkness, as well as the line that Lin Qingyuan had been talking about.
Mysterious track, her heart was beating hotly.
"It was indeed a racecourse before, but not anymore." Lin Qingyuan slowed down and glanced at Liu Zhimin beside him and said: "The AMG Expressway has a total track length of 4.5 kilometers and a total of 17 curves.
"Hovering around the holiday theme park in Seoul, it provides Mercedes-Benz customers with a place to test the performance of their vehicles."
"If I remember correctly, isn't Oppa's car a McLaren?" Yoo Jimin asked with confusion on his face.
"Yes, but rules are made to be broken."
Lin Qingyuan slowly drove the Senna to the entrance of the venue. The staff and security who had been waiting here for a long time quickly greeted him with friendly gestures and allowed him to pass.
"That's right... a sports car worth 4 billion won should indeed enjoy privileges." For the first time, Yoo Jimin experienced the feeling of a stranger groveling to him with a smile on his face.
"The person who owns a 4 billion won sports car should enjoy the privileges." Lin Qingyuan slowly drove the car onto the high-speed track and stopped at the starting line.
Under remote control, all the floodlights in the arena were turned on one after another, darkness was replaced by light, and the mysterious veil of the racing arena was easily torn apart. Everything was deeply reflected in Liu Zhimin's eyes.
.
Everything that happened tonight will be deeply remembered.
"Play a song?"
Lin Qingyuan's voice brought Liu Zhimin's soul back to reality. The girl who had just recovered quickly took out her mobile phone from her pocket and connected it to the car audio.
"Oppa, what do you like to hear?"
"How about listening to your group's songs?"
Yoo Jimin found the song of their group, but did not rush to click play, but explained it first.
"This is a new song we released in May this year, but it was bought and adapted by the company."
"I don't care, any song will do."
"OK!" Liu Jimin smiled happily.
"I''monthNxtLvlYah..." The car stereo began to play the song, and the surround sound echoed in it.
"Are you ready?"
Lin Qingyuan clenched the steering wheel with both hands and stared unswervingly at the track in front of him. The lights in the stadium and the fluorescent lights on the dashboard illuminated his face, creating a mixture of light and shadow. From the perspective of a young fan, his face
A face full of confidence shines like the sun.
Liu Zhimin was stunned for a while, and then he struggled to look away from this great and holy face.
Although the sun is so dazzling that people dare not look directly at it, Ryu Jimin believes that it does not matter even if she turns into ashes under the infinite light while chasing the sun.
Although she has now become the light for others through hard work, her pursuit of light will not stop.
"Huh?" Seeing Liu Zhimin's delay in responding, Lin Qingyuan turned his head to observe her situation in confusion.
I saw this girl with blush covering her pretty face taking deep breaths, her broad chest rising and falling with inhalation and exhalation. Her left hand held the camera and pointed it at the driver's seat, and her right hand tightly held the armrest above her head.
, and then nodded to him seriously.
"Oppa, let's go!"
Lin Qingyuan withdrew his eyes and looked straight ahead.
The Senna engine roared and the wild horse broke free.