It's easy to get into accidents if you go too fast.
If you are slow, you will be overtaken by your opponent in an instant.
The metaphor at this moment really makes me want to cry without tears.
Mo Jingyao really wanted to kill her.
Originally she just wanted to get a driver's license, but as soon as she got her driver's license, she actually came to participate in such a high-level racing car.
But in fact, her racing level can be described as zero.
Before today, she had never even seen a real racing car.
But let alone a racing car...
"You can go faster, just raise the ten pulses." Mo Jingyao spoke in time when he found that Yu Se was struggling with the speed of the car when going through the curve.
With Mo Jingyao's words, Yu Se didn't bother to calculate, and directly increased her speed by ten pulses when turning compared to her previous deceleration.
Safe passage.
I tried another curve and passed it safely.
So, Yu Se carefully raised her ten pulses as she crossed the curve again.
Still passed safely.
Practicing racing on a racing track like this can really speed you up.
And it picks up speed very quickly.
Speeding up and speeding up again, Yu Se has a feeling of flying.
It was as if he were flying, and the sight he looked straight ahead was filled with confidence.
The metaphor at this moment was thanks to Mo Jingyao. If he hadn't been by her side, comforting and guiding her, she would never have been able to master the skills and essentials of driving a racing car in such a short period of time.
In fact, the most fearful and taboo thing for normal people when riding in a car is riding in a car driven by a novice.
That's tying your life to a newbie.
However, this person does not include Mo Jingyao, who was in the novice Yu Se's car the whole time.
He only occasionally reminded her to pay attention to the essentials of her movements. The rest of the time, he kept looking straight ahead, his eyes full of trust.
It was a kind of complete trust in Yuse, he believed she could do it.
That kind of trust was passed on to Yu Se, and it became her self-confidence.
Time flies very fast.
The metaphor is addictive.
Driving on the track is really enjoyable.
Because there is no need to worry about whether you are speeding or getting into a car accident.
It doesn't matter if you drive too fast and run off the track. There are safety measures everywhere on the racing track, so it doesn't matter if you crash.
As he practiced, Yu Se became more and more confident.
Then I noticed that people started to enter the venue.
Someone outside the court blew a loud whistle, which was to cheer Yu Se. Yu Se was not affected at all and kept silently reciting the only secret that Mo Jingyao told her, to focus.
In addition to focus, focus.
In a racing venue like this, as long as you stay focused, you'll basically win half the battle.
There are more and more people.
But it's all outside the fence.
At first, Yu Se concentrated on everything as if it didn't exist, but when a cool red racing car drove into the venue, Yu Se could no longer turn a blind eye or not pay attention to it.
Because, the red racing car also joined her practice.
When Yu Se watched the car drive into the venue, he immediately slowed down.
Mo Jingyao noticed that she had slowed down the car, and a smile appeared on his lips, "Well, just practice at this speed, but in the actual competition, you must be at least fifty pulses faster than this speed to have a chance of winning.
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"I didn't seem to be able to practice that fast just now."
"It doesn't matter. You just need to adjust the speed when the time comes. You can do it."
"Okay, I remember." Yu Se did two more laps, and the red racing car circled around her like a cat and a mouse.
Yu Se looked at the time, it was ten o'clock in ten minutes.
She has not seen any trace of Ah Feng on the runway.
But even if she hasn't seen Ah Feng yet, she has a feeling that the car that has been chasing her on the field at this time is definitely the racing master invited by Ah Feng.
Yu Se slowly slowed down the car, drove the car to the starting point and parked it.
When she opened the car door and got out of the car, the red racing car parked on another track right behind her.
Then, seeing the car door open, Ah Feng excitedly stepped out of the car and headed straight for Yu Se.
"Woman, can you take off your mask and let me see what kind of virtue you have?" Ah Feng raised her head proudly and looked at Yu Se with provocative eyes.
Yu Se frowned slightly and said calmly: "No." This Ah Feng can only be regarded as a little pretty, not even one-tenth as good as the 'shameless' woman in the snack bar before, and Mo Jingyao was very interested in that
No woman can feel it, let alone this Ah Feng.
Thinking about it, she was just angry that Ah Feng had spoken rudely to her on the driving range, and wanted to teach this woman a lesson.
Unexpectedly, Ah Feng actually took it seriously and became arrogant. Did she think that she was going to be Young Mistress Mo soon?
"You... you are a woman who is about to be abandoned. When you lose the game, you'd better be self-aware and get as far away from my man as possible." Ah Feng raised her eyebrows, becoming more and more arrogant as she spoke.
"You...who is your man?" Yu Se was stunned for a moment. She felt that it was necessary to know who Ah Feng's man was. Then, without Ah Feng's request, she could be as far away as she wanted. There was no one else in this world.
Is there a man who is better and more handsome than Mo Jingyao? At least she has not met him so far.
"He is your man. When the racing is over, he will be mine." Ah Feng said proudly.
"Haha..." Yu Se tried hard not to burst out laughing.
"Why are you laughing?" Yu Se chuckled. For some reason, Ah Feng felt a little panicked.
"Since I know he is my man now, why should I stay as far away as possible? Also, when he is truly your man, it won't be too late for you to threaten me to leave him. It's a bit too early to ask at this time.
Morning." Yu Se said one sentence after another with a smile on her face.
"Sooner or later, he will be mine. If you dare not let go, I will tear your mouth apart."
"Tear off whose mouth?" The passenger door of the sapphire blue racing car opened, and Mo Jingyao got out of the car with a tall body. When Yu Se got out of the car, he answered a phone call, so he was a beat too slow. As a result,
As soon as I opened the door, I heard Ah Feng threatening Yu Se, and I couldn't help but feel a cold expression on my face.
The chill emanating from the man made Ah Feng tremble all over. His arrogance suddenly disappeared without a trace, and he walked towards Mo Jingyao obediently, "Sir, I'm kidding. I'm such a lady, how could I do that?"
I despise doing things like tearing other people's mouths apart." As he spoke, he licked his red lips, his expression as charming as he wanted.
Mo Jingyao didn't even look at her, and walked towards Yu Se, "Are you ready?"
Ah Feng was dumbfounded as she listened to the man's absolutely gentle words. Ten thousand doubts arose in her heart. Could it be that the rich ones are masked women instead of masked men?