"Oh, I hope Zhang Fan's driving skills are better, otherwise, when he realizes the gap between himself and professional racing drivers and stops playing, we will suffer a big loss."
"Yeah, running around naked, hehe, it's exciting just thinking about it!"
"You idiots, don't be pushy, just wait for the good news!"
A group of people from Peking University are extremely happy.
They had even imagined Zhang Fan running naked.
Then, they glanced at the reporter next door who was interviewing Wu Chao, and their eyes were bright.
hey-hey!
This time, Zhang Fan is in the news.
No, no, we have to let them come over for a proper interview.
It was at this time that Zhang Fan's car started.
At the next moment, screams began.
"Damn it, why is it so fast!"
The voice clearly belonged to Zhang Fan.
At the same time, the car was also swaying, as if it was about to lose control.
But soon, the car became smoother.
Seeing this scene, Gao Qi covered his face and couldn't bear to look directly.
Fanzi, Fanzi, what are you pretending to be at this time?
Is this soon?
Don't pretend, okay? Just be normal and you won't be afraid of being seen through by people like Peking University.
Are you possessed by a drama spirit?
The group of people from Peking University burst out laughing.
"Hahaha, how dare you utter arrogant words like this?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, with this skill, even if I drive with my feet, it's more stable than this."
"Oh, he's so good. Will he not compete with Xiong Wei later? This will be a pain in the ass."
Suddenly, a group of people from Peking University looked sad.
"Xiong Wei, do you want to pretend to be a little bit better?" A person came to Xiong Wei and whispered.
"Yeah, give Zhang Fan a little confidence, otherwise, he really won't dare to compete with you. With this skill, he is really a thorn in his feet!"
Xiong Wei was silent for a while, then nodded.
"Okay, I'll just aggrieve myself."
Said, Xiong Wei walked towards Wood.
"Brother, can I borrow a car?"
Wood silently lit a cigarette, his eyes twinkling.
"Peng Zhan, let him drive your car."
"Yes!" Peng Zhan nodded, but his eyes fell firmly on Xiong Wei.
"Brother, isn't this guy Xiong Wei the same age as you? How are his driving skills?" After Xiong Wei got in the car, Peng Zhan came to Wood and said.
"Definitely not. I'm several years older than him. But this guy is still pretty good. I've watched his games.
My driving skills should be above mine," Wood said.
"Isn't that guy Zhang Fan a sure loser?" Peng Zhan said.
Wood shook his head: "No. You know, racing in Kyoto at a speed of at least 300 miles is much more difficult than on the track.
This is why I want to compare.
But just now, this guy behaved like a novice, I really doubt this guy is pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger."
Driving fast?
Can it be faster than lightning?
The first Lightning was also the Chouba. When it was tested here, they saw it very clearly.
A speed increase of a few tenths of a second to 100 meters!
This crappy car they modified is far from enough.
Moreover, the most important thing is that in Wu Chao's hands, the ugly way for Zhang Fan to win the construction cost of more than one billion yuan was an ugly way, which he had heard Wu Chao say.
Running on the road at a speed of more than 500 miles!
This difficulty is even greater.
He would not believe that Zhang Fan was a rookie.
What's more, he had investigated the video of Zhang Fan racing in Kyoto.
You know, the traffic volume in Kyoto is not just an exaggeration.
To say it is number one in the world is an understatement.
It's conceivable that I can race in this kind of road conditions without any accidents.
Level, at least that of a professional driver.
Apart from anything else, there is absolutely no professional driver who dares to race at a speed of 300 miles in the city of Kyoto.
"Ah?" Peng Zhan and a group of people were stunned.
Immediately, they looked towards Zhang Fan.
At this moment, Zhang Fan drove the car like a snail through a ninety-degree bend.
"Is it interesting for this guy to perform like this?"
The next moment, Peng Zhan became angry.
Because at this time, Xiong Wei actually overturned.
At the same time, screams suddenly sounded.
"Fuck, help me!"
The voice clearly belonged to Xiong Wei.
"You bitch, you bastard, you dare to knock over my baby, I'm sorry!" Peng Zhan turned around, took out a baseball from Wang Qing's car, and rushed over.
"Come back, there are so many fucking reporters, do you want to be famous?" Wood grabbed Peng Zhan's collar and yelled angrily.
At the same time, countless people in Tsinghua also started to sigh.
"Haha, this is the skill of a professional driver? Oh my god, Lan Xiang graduated from it, right?"
"Damn it, he's like this, who can give him more confidence than playing with a car?"
Only Chen Cheng shook his head: "This guy did it on purpose. He was performing it for Zhang Fan. Have you ever seen anyone who overturned a car and screamed for help so happily?"
After hearing this, a group of people from Tsinghua University suddenly became angry.
"Damn it, this insidious villain."
A group of people from Abeida also had their mouths twitching.
"It's such an exaggeration, who would believe it? Damn it!"
"This mentally retarded person can't act. He should go to the acting department for further studies. It's embarrassing."
Clumsy, too clumsy.
Do you think everyone here is a pig?
You are a professional driver. Who would believe that a professional driver can drive like this?
However, at the next moment, a burst of wild laughter rang out.
At some point, Zhang Fan stopped the car and squatted next to Xiong Wei, who had overturned the car, laughing crazily.
"Is it just your skills, or are you a professional? Do you want to laugh me to death so you can inherit my legacy?"
???
At Peking University, countless people’s eyes almost popped out of their heads.
Damn it, did Zhang Fan, the mentally retarded person, really believe it?
At this moment, Xiong Wei looked at Zhang Fan and sneered in his heart.
Haha, just laugh. The more proudly you laugh now, the sadder you will cry later.
If I didn't roll over, why would those reporters come?
Innocent!
If reporters don’t come over, how can they better take photos of you streaking?
Otherwise, how can you become famous?
But the next moment, Xiong Wei blushed and shouted angrily: "The performance of this car is too poor. It is far from the car I raced with before. Humph, I will change a car later and I will let you know what is the best."
The strong king."
Zhang Fan also had a disdainful smile on his lips.
This disdain is not pretended, it is genuine.
Who could be fooled by such a poor performance?
"Hey, if your skills are not good, then stop pretending. I'm going to familiarize myself with the performance now. Don't run away. I've made a bet with you." Zhang Fan said, then turned around and trotted away.
Hearing this, a group of people from Peking University almost burst into tears laughing.
"Haha, Zhang Fan, a mentally retarded man, actually believed it."
"Oh my god, how could there be such a stupid person?"
Not far away, the corner of Gao Qi's mouth twitched.
"Haha, you will know who is mentally retarded later."