"Don't forget that you are the number one racing driver in Beidu. If you give up the race, others will think you are cowardly. You gave up the race because you were afraid of losing. The title you worked so hard to earn becomes a mockery."
Tiantian also thinks about her. How many games will it take and how many opponents will it take to win this title?
It's really a pity to give up so easily, but then you have to be ridiculed for being afraid of losing.
"It's just a title, just a joke."
Ye Wenqian made up her mind and remained unmoved. After a pause, she said with a smile: "I have already found someone to compete for me."
"Who is it?" Tiantian asked in surprise.
"That's him." Ye Wenqian nuzzled her lips playfully at Zhang Yang.
"He's a racing driver too?"
Tiantian walked up to Zhang Yang, looked him up and down exaggeratedly, and asked.
"I'm not." Zhang Yang told the truth with a smile.
"If not, then why did you participate in the competition for her?"
"She said she could teach me how to drive, and of course she could also teach me how to race a car."
"You can't even drive?" Tiantian's eyes almost dropped in surprise, and she stared at him blankly for five seconds.
"Well, I'm getting ready to learn..."
"What international joke are you kidding?"
Tiantian held her head with her hands in an exaggerated manner, and said to Ye Wenqian with a distressed expression: "It's okay if you don't compete, but you actually get someone who can't drive to go up and embarrass yourself? People will laugh at you."
Damn it, the game hasn't even started yet. How do you know I'm going to lose?
Is racing difficult? Why don't you just run this steering wheel on the road? What's the big deal? Zhang Yang felt that his self-esteem was insulted and cursed bitterly in his heart.
"You can't learn! Anyway, there are still two days left?" Ye Wenqian said with a smile.
"Two days? Two years. It's good if he can learn it well. Do you think racing is so easy?"
Tiantian's words did not care about Zhang Yang's feelings at all, which showed her inner excitement and dissatisfaction. It also proved that she was a heartless and scheming girl.
"Let's go, Teacher Wen Qian. It's time for class. It's time for you to take me to practice driving."
Zhang Yang was too lazy to continue arguing with her, and deliberately showed an exaggerated look of respect, and said to Ye Wenqian seriously.
"Leaving right away."
Ye Wenqian seemed too lazy to explain to Tiantian anymore. She smiled, picked up the car keys on the desk and said to Tiantian: "Good sister, help me keep an eye on the car dealership for two days. I have to teach this student well, and I can't take care of the shop."
business here.”
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Tiantian to answer, he turned around and walked out of the office.
The modified Ferrari was very powerful. When Ye Wenqian slammed the accelerator, Zhang Yang's entire body tilted backwards.
As the car drove on the highway, Zhang Yang didn't ask too many questions. It was the same no matter where he went, this beauty had the final say, so he could only stay with her.
Even when he went to the hotel to have dinner and book a room, he didn't complain a word. Thinking of this without shame, his eyes began to look at Ye Wenqian's bulging chest twice more.
Ye Wenqian drove the car very fast, and of course she didn't pay attention to his dirty eyes at all.
Ten minutes later, we arrived at a spacious road in the suburbs and stopped.
"It's right here, you drive." The car slowly stopped on the side of the road, Ye Wenqian unbuckled her seat belt and turned to Zhang Yang.
"How to open it?"
"Depress the clutch, shift into gear, release the handbrake, accelerator, then turn the steering wheel and look ahead. All driving is a procedure."
Ye Wenqian patiently explained and performed each action at the same time.
Zhang Yang was very patient and observed her every step.
In any case, putting racing aside, I have long wanted to learn to drive, and it would be more convenient to buy a car.
What's more, this beautiful coach is here to teach. It's a rare opportunity. Learn to prove yourself quickly and leave a good impression on her.
After the explanation, Ye Wenqian got out of the car, then asked him to sit in the driver's seat, first turned off the engine and then operated it again.
As for his reaction and operation, Ye Wenqian didn't have high hopes at first, and even said she was just coping.
It was just a joke to let him drive a car at the time. When he saw that he really wanted to learn to drive, he was too embarrassed to criticize him, so he took him out to learn.
When I saw that he was studying very seriously, especially after I only taught him once, he was actually able to operate it flawlessly.
It even feels so good in the hand that I can't help but be surprised by the intelligence of this dirty man with the middle finger raised, and also curious about his talent.
You must know that many people can memorize the operation process by rote, but his smooth touch is not easily achieved by ordinary people.
Ye Wenqian, who has always loved and played with cars, knows this very well.
"Can you try driving?" Zhang Yang asked after he couldn't resist the urge to drive a few times.
"Okay." Ye Wenqian agreed immediately.
Zhang Yang started the vehicle, the entire operation process was completed in one go, and the vehicle began to drive slowly on the highway.
Because it is a suburb, and the city is expanding here, there are unbuilt properties on both sides, the roads are wide but there are few vehicles and pedestrians.
After driving for a few minutes, Zhang Yang was no longer satisfied with such a low speed. He stepped on the accelerator and the vehicle suddenly accelerated, startling Ye Wenqian who was playing with her mobile phone with her head down.
"Slow down, you want to run just after you learn to walk, be careful of falling over." Ye Wenqian stared straight ahead and said metaphorically.
"There are only two days, so of course we have to hurry up, otherwise how will we participate in the competition?" Zhang Yang firmly grabbed the steering wheel and said with a smile.
"Are you really ready to compete?"
"Of course, didn't you ask me to go for you?"
"You can't beat him."
Seeing his serious look, Ye Wenqian no longer wanted to lie to him anymore and continued: "Aoki is very famous in the Japanese amateur racing community. He even competed with the Japanese professional racing champion and lost by only 0.4 seconds, which shows his strength.
"
"0.4 seconds? Wouldn't it be exceeded if you push the accelerator pedal?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.
"Haha, do you think racing is all about gas pedal? In that case, anyone who can drive can go racing."
Ye Wenqian continued with a smile: "It requires proficiency in vehicle control performance, especially the drift acceleration in car corners, which is very important. In other words, they have taken these to the extreme. Although it is only 0.4 seconds, the difference is still
It’s very huge. For a racing car, it can travel dozens of meters in one second.”
"Are you afraid of losing so you don't dare to compete with him?"
Zhang Yang directly used the aggressive method, wanting to know whether she gave up the game because of Song Yehan or because she was not sure.
"I don't race for winning or losing, but I like the feeling of oneness between man and car in competition. Without a competitive environment, I will never reach that state. It is very wonderful. The stronger the opponent, the more stimulated my driving skills are.
potential."
When Ye Wenqian said this, she closed her eyes, as if trying to find that feeling, and her pretty face was full of happiness.
"Isn't it a pity that you gave up such a good opportunity for Song Yehan?"
Zhang Yang was a little disappointed and continued: "Do you really like him so much?"
"I'm a woman and I can't stay with cars all my life."
Ye Wenqian smiled a little lonely and continued: "He is very good to me and understands me."
It is undeniable that when she said this, she was more charming and gentle like a little woman, but it made Zhang Yang jealous, even angry and dissatisfied.
"If he really likes you and understands you, he should support you in participating in the competition."
Zhang Yang's words had a sour taste, even provocative.
"Men put their career first and have to think more. Besides, it was me who gave up the competition on my own initiative. It had nothing to do with him." Ye Wenqian pursed her lips and explained.
"Since you like racing, why don't you become a professional driver and participate in these amateur competitions?" Zhang Yang changed the topic to avoid becoming more frustrated and disappointed the more he listened.
"Professional drivers have too many restrictions in competition, but as long as they are amateur drivers, they all admire the feeling of freedom and are unfettered. Only then can they find the thrill of driving together with the car."
"Then you teach me well and let me enjoy this feeling." Zhang Yang brought the topic back.
The car drove faster and faster. After this period of familiarity, Zhang Yang had no problem driving on the road. It was already noon.
"Let's go, find a place to eat. If you are still interested, I will find a venue to teach you skills in the afternoon." Ye Wenqian looked at the time on her phone and said.
"Of course I'm interested. I still have to participate in the competition, so I should treat you, the teacher, to dinner."
"Stop being poor and let's go!"
…
Zhang Yang originally wanted to find a hotel to have dinner, so that he could look more respectable and express his feelings.
But Ye Wenqian insisted on going to the restaurant she often goes to.
Under her insistence, Zhang Yang could only follow the road she pointed and drove there.
In his opinion, a beauty like Ye Wenqian is still half the owner of a modification shop. Even if it is a restaurant, she must find a spacious, bright and clean place.
However, after the car drove for a few minutes, Ye Wenqian asked him to park on the side of the road, then got out of the car and walked to a food stall not far away.
It is said to be a food stall, but actually it is more appropriate to say it is a food stall. There are a few square tables at the door and a circle of matzah around it.
It was noon, and some migrant workers in ragged clothes were eating there.
"That's it?"
At this time, Zhang Yang understood why she parked the car so far away. With a beauty like her and a Ferrari sports car, it would be strange if she didn't shock people's jaws when she came here to eat.
"Well, what's wrong?" Ye Wenqian said disapprovingly.
"Are you doing this to keep a low profile and be close to the people? Or are you doing it to carry forward the fine tradition of hardship and simplicity?"
puff!
Ye Wenqian couldn't help but laugh out loud, blushed a bit, sat down at a square table and said, "It's because I have to save money to live!"
"Wen Qian, come to eat."
A middle-aged woman in her forties, with a bloated figure and an apron, came over and greeted her warmly.
From the familiarity between the two, Zhang Yang could tell that this girl did eat here often. (To be continued)