Xiong Wei, who was lying in the car and almost laughed out loud like a pig, suddenly had a look on his face!
???
Damn it, no one came to help me?
"Hey, help!" Xiong Wei roared!
The sound is as loud as thunder!
The reporters, who were already a little stunned by the situation here, turned their heads and ran madly towards the track.
As for Wu Chao, the interview is almost done.
The rest will have to wait for the three Lightning vehicles to arrive.
And now, the situation of 'helping' has arisen again, so they naturally want to go and take a look!
A group of people from Peking University happily ran into the track and helped Xiong Wei lift the car.
"Viagra, you are so awesome. That bastard Zhang Fan actually believes your exaggerated acting skills!"
"Viagra, if Zhang Fan really runs away naked, I'll treat you to a meal for a month."
"That bitch is finally going to get his comeuppance, hahahaha, Viagra, come on, kill him!"
The sentence "Viagra" on the left and the sentence "Viagra" on the right made Xiong Wei's face completely darken.
Damn it, my name is Xiong Wei, why can’t you call me Brother Xiong?
Do you have to call me such an embarrassing name?
But immediately, Xiong Wei also asked: "Is my performance just now really exaggerated?"
"A little bit, but if that bastard Zhang Fan believed it, it would be the best performance."
"Hey, hey, hey, I said, can you get me out first? Are my nostrils beautiful?" Xiong Wei said with a dark face.
"Okay, Viagra!"
"..."
"Can you just call me by my name?" Xiong Wei wanted to curse.
"Okay, Viagra!"
"MMP!"
Ten minutes later, Zhang Fan slowly ran out of the track.
Anyway, it will be quite some time, Zhang Fan is not in a hurry.
Otherwise, he would not be so idle as to act with Xiong Wei.
"Zhang Fan, come on, sign the receipt, otherwise I won't be able to beat you if you lose and cheat later." Xiong Wei came to Zhang Fan with two handwritten receipts.
Looking at this scene, a group of people from Tsinghua University looked even weirder!
Forget the bet, now I'm still signing the contract, haha, it seems that this guy Xiong Wei is really cool.
Because Zhang Fan is so evil.
"You said you would give me a minute before, does it still count?" Zhang Fan said with a smile.
Xiong Wei nodded fiercely: "Forget it, why don't you count it? I can give you three minutes."
"Viagra!" A group of people from Peking University immediately shouted.
Damn, do you want your performance to be so exaggerated?
You just performed a car roll, and now you have to ask Zhang Fan for three minutes. Do you really think Zhang Fan is mentally retarded?
If he suddenly wakes up and doesn't bet with you, I'll see what you do.
"Don't panic, I'm a professional racing driver, three minutes is just a trivial matter!" Xiong Wei said.
"MMP!"
A group of people from Peking University almost cursed.
Is this a matter of three minutes?
We can all see your exaggerated acting skills, okay?
But the next moment, a group of people at Peking University suddenly felt a very strange feeling.
Why is it that Mao Qinghua is alone and has no reaction at all?
You know, more than a thousand people came to Tsinghua University.
Could it be that they are all pig brains?
In other words, they also want to see Zhang Fan running naked?
We're all from the same college, so don't be so cruel, right?
No, why are the looks in these people's eyes so weird?
Is anyone even laughing?
I can understand laughing, but shouldn't you look at Zhang Fan and laugh?
Why are you laughing at us?
Are there flowers on our faces?
At this time, Zhang Fan laughed happily: "Okay, give me three minutes, this is what you said. Come on, come on, write it down in the receipt."
Looking at Zhang Fan who was impatient, Xiong Wei sneered.
Then, he stretched out his hand and said coldly: "Here comes the pen!"
Soon, someone handed over a pen.
"Whoosh!"
Xiong Wei quickly wrote down the condition of giving Zhang Fan three minutes, then signed his name and handed it to Zhang Fan!
"Sign it!"
"Are you sure?" Huang Sansheng and He Shanyuan came to Zhang Fan's side and frowned.
After all, Zhang Fan is their disciple.
If Zhang Fan really ran around naked, they would definitely be laughed at for years.
They won't allow this kind of thing to happen.
"Don't worry. If I can't beat this garbage guy who can overturn his car when he drives, I might as well kill him with a piece of tofu." Zhang Fan said with an exaggerated smile.
In response, the corners of Huang Sansheng and He Shanyuan's mouths twitched!
They've been here watching from the beginning.
Naturally, the majestic and exaggerated acting skills cannot deceive them, and the behavior of a group of people from Peking University is obviously to set a trap for Zhang Fan.
But the next moment, their eyes flickered.
No, Zhang Fan doesn't seem to do anything he's not sure about.
Could it be that he is also acting?
"Are you sure?" He Shanyuan asked.
"Don't worry, teacher." Zhang Fan nodded.
Immediately, He Shanyuan stopped talking.
At the same time, Mei Xiaoyun held Weng Shuang's arm and asked in a low voice: "You don't want to take care of your guy? Are you really afraid that he will overturn?"
Mei Xiaoyun expressed her helplessness regarding Zhang Fan's attempt to commit suicide.
"I believe him!" Weng Shuang chuckled.
"Wow!" Zhang Fan quickly signed two names.
At this moment, Xiong Wei burst out laughing: "Hahaha, idiot, I lied to you. As a professional driver, how could I overturn the car!
Hehe, now that the papers have been signed, it's too late for you to regret it.
Just wait to run naked."
Xiong Wei laughed extremely crazily.
The papers were signed, and he no longer had any reason to act with Zhang Fan.
He had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
"What the hell, you lied to me?" Zhang Fangu looked extremely angry.
Xiong Wei nodded: "Yes, yes!"
"How about we stop competing?" Zhang Fan said.
Qiangwei raised his eyebrows: "Are you kidding me? You said you won't compete anymore if you don't want to compete? Hurry up!"
"You... are so shameless! Hmph, you have to think clearly. I was actually pretending just now. My real driving skills are a hundred times better than yours.
Now, I will give you a chance. If you tear up this note, I will pretend that nothing happened." Zhang Fan said with his fists clenched.
"You made up a lie and didn't write a draft?" Xiong Wei sneered.
At the same time, a group of people from Peking University also had strange smiles on their faces.
However, a group of people from Tsinghua University laughed louder!
Seeing this scene, Mei Xiaoyun shook her head.
But the next moment, her expression suddenly changed.
Damn it, that’s not right!
This is totally not Zhang Fan’s style!
From the moment I saw him in the morning, when did he not act cold and cool?
Why is this painting style so weird?
The next moment, Zhang Fan jumped directly into the car.
"Brother, I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. Don't blame me!" Zhang Fan's expression returned to normal, with an evil look on his face.
The next moment, an extremely dull buzzing sound suddenly sounded.
"Buzz buzz!"
Zhang Fan's white car turned into an afterimage and entered the runway.
Watching this scene, the cigarette held in the corner of Wood's mouth suddenly fell.