God of Life

"Come on, try on the protective clothing I bought for you. Dennis's standard size. I can't order it if you want it urgently, but I have already sent your size to the manufacturer. I will send you an exclusive version next time. If you want it This kind of crazy, tyrannical, cool and worthy of our status as a car god..."

Turning out a set of white and red protective clothing like offering a treasure, Chu Xin began to think about it.

In the end, she was older. She might be a favored little princess among others, but when facing Wang Yan, she was a big sister who could take care of others.

The key points are marked in big characters, and it needs to be tested.

Well, 4 and a half years older...

Wang Yan had never been taken care of like this before, and he felt very comfortable, giggling and listening to her play.

"Take off your clothes! What else are you looking at?"

The young lady scolded again, and First Young Master Wang said to himself: "It's better to be obedient than to be respectful, then I'll be impolite!"

Then take off your coat.

If you feel crooked, you consciously face the wall, the row in the corridor is all your buddies.

The top professional protective clothing is a jumpsuit made of flame-retardant fabric. The inner lining is basically ABS, which is almost equal to being completely airtight, so you have to take off your outerwear when wearing it.

It's best to wear only one layer of thermal underwear, or a compression garment.

However, it is not recommended to go naked unless it is summer.

The comfort of that thing is too poor, and it is extremely uncomfortable to fit next to the body.

In winter, Wang Yan's little shirt happened to be a tight-fitting thermal underwear, so he unbuttoned the shirt openly and slipped into the protective clothing.

Chu Xin saw Wang Yan's broad shoulders and strong chest muscles, narrowed his eyes slightly, and gently poked up with his finger.

"Hey, that's great! You have a good figure, brother?"

"Hey, hey, just look at it, what are you doing with your hands and feet?"

Young Master Wang protested sternly, but proudly puffed out his chest and split into groups.

"shameless!"

Chu Xin took a sip, but in his heart he thought Wang Yan was so funny.

Look, the face is good and the car is good, so it's fun to skin it once in a while.

She has a bad face and no skills, that is... There should be no chance to get along with Chu Xinpi at all, so nothing is nothing.

The world is too fair.

It's hard for me to open up and look good, but I should have privileges!

Privilege Dog had been beautiful for less than three seconds, when suddenly his face froze and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Chu Xin kept peeking at Wang Yan's expression, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong, brother?"

"Hiss...it's hard to say..."

Wang Yan gasped, his face full of tangled pain, and he tried his best to push his legs down again.

Chu Xin's eyes followed the trend downward, his face flushed suddenly, he wanted to laugh but was embarrassed, his expression became extremely weird.

The trouser legs that should normally cover below the ankle are now above the ankle.

Not only that, somewhere... Don't be somewhere, just the hip shaft, it's being strangled tightly.

Because the jumpsuit is a standard size, corresponding to a height of 180 centimeters, and Wang Dashao is only 178 centimeters, but his body proportions are too golden, and those long legs are unreasonable, so...

It really hurts.

Chu Xin blushed, suppressed a smile, and complained half-truthfully: "I'll send the data next time, please send me a serious leg length......"

You can't ponder these words in detail, it's all pitfalls when you think about it.

The young and the young pretended not to hear it, and turned around: "Sister Xinxin, please help me zip the zipper."

Easy to pull on.

Because the upper body clothes grow a section, it is very loose.

Chu Xin muttered: "I didn't expect your body proportions to be so good..."

Wang Yan replied casually, "There are many places you didn't expect!"

Then he was slapped inexplicably.

"Get out! Smelly brother, I need to change my clothes!"

Wang Yan can see it, a young lady, her mind is not pure at all, it's hard for her to have such a high special score...

Well, the conclusion is very simple - sister Liu Yexu must be the Lich King!

You are the ones who brought my young lady into trouble.

Wang Yan obediently punched the door, and half a minute later, she called inside again: "Come in and help me zip up,

I can't reach it! "

Nothing happened, and Young Master Wang helped her zip up the protective clothing normally.

She was wearing thermal underwear, she couldn't see anything from the back, and she zipped up without any physical contact, so it's hard to tell the distance of the relationship just by looking at this incident.

Wang Yan glanced at the favorability score by the way, it was 75, and he had a rough idea of ​​it.

It was around 70 points of favorability that she started to pull her arm, and she was young, tender, and decent...

It's hard to say how much of it is because she regards herself as a younger brother and is not so defensive.

Based on various factors, Chu Xin is a pretty clean girl who is very cautious about distance.

No wonder it has such a high special score...

If—let's just make an analogy, don't get me wrong!

If you want to feel the feelings, you need at least 85 favorability points, plus some routines, to have a chance.

Of course, Young Master Wang is so decent, it's impossible for him to play tricks on others.

Even if things come to fruition, we, First Young Master Wang, have to be polite.

You guys don't understand the face of the male god.

...

After zipping up and changing their shoes, Wang Yan casually chatted, "Sister Xinxin, I knew at the beginning, what is your new word?"

"Fresh new."

After the young lady responded, she deliberately added a sentence: "From the Book of Songs: Although Zhou was an old state, his life was restored. It's not Crayon Shin-chan!"

"Understood, very good moral."

Wang Yan nodded.

I thought in my heart: My young lady has moved out the Book of Songs, if we can't catch up, it seems that I am too uneducated?

I haven't read so many books for nothing in the past half a year, and I instantly remembered a famous saying in "The Great Learning" that contained the original text of the Book of Songs, and followed it up.

"Tang Zhi's "Pan Ming" said: Gou Rixin, Riri Xin, and Rixin. That's why a gentleman uses everything to the extreme. Uncle has high expectations for you..."

In the middle of pretending to beep, before he finished speaking, Chu Xin suddenly put the helmet on his head indiscriminately, and walked out the door without saying a word.

what's going on? !

Young Master Wang was dumbfounded.

After pondering for a while, I finally realized——fuck, you don’t know that my nickname is Gouzi, do you? !

But I really don't mean that!

The young master only felt that he had been wronged, and even scolded him twice before he followed in a desperate manner.

When I went back to the waiting area, I saw that Liu Ye and Xu sister were pulling on Chuxin's helmet, playing hooliganism.

"Crap! I've been there for so long, what are you doing?!"

"Girl, quickly show the uncle, if the makeup is gone, if there are any strawberries!"

"Oh, you two, don't make trouble, what are you making trouble in broad daylight?"

Chu Xin refused to let the two of them pull off their helmet visors, pushing left and right.

Such behavior naturally aroused the great suspicion of the two of them, and they screamed non-stop.

"Okay you! Sisters didn't take care of it at a glance, a small piece of white and tender meat, let you eat it and wipe it off when you have time, right?!"

"Chuxin! How about having a husband to share with you?! You are not righteous!"

"Hey, how does it taste?!"

"Yeah, yeah, let's get to the bottom of it quietly... huh?!"

"Get out! Get out!"

Chu Xin couldn't stand the noise, so Sa Yazi left her behind and hurried back to the car, unable to survive.

First Young Master Wang saw them suddenly turn their eyes to him, thought for a while, and silently put on the helmet.

I can't afford to be offended, I'm everyone's heart!

Walking to Rafah, Zhou Jianwu took the initiative to find him and explained the rules.

"Young Master Wang, there are too many cars today, and the speed is fast. We can't run a single lap. Let's run three laps!"

"Can."

"Then you are in the last pole position, and everyone unanimously requested that no one else bring a female companion except you, so you let everyone have 50 kilograms of weight."

In regular competitions, not to mention 50 kg of counterweight, 5 kg will kill a person.

Hundreds of millions of dollars are spent to improve the performance of the racing car, and often a design change is only to reduce the weight by 0.5 kg, which is simply a matter of every centimeter.

This shows how much weight affects speed.

But Wang Dashao is a majestic [Roading God], would he be afraid of this?

A group of business players like chickens and dogs, so what if you let you weigh 50 kilograms? !

Nodding happily: "No problem."

"Okay! Wang Shenqi!"

Zhou Jianwu gave a thumbs up, followed Heihu and called Wang Shen.

It's just that one is Shenhao and the other is Rider, and the meaning is slightly different.

When they got into the car, Wang Yan slowly drove Rafa to the last pole position. Chu Xin was quite unhappy.

"Why put us last? The seven rookies in front occupy the road, how can we overtake?"

"It's okay, take your time."

Wang Yan didn't care, he just found it novel and interesting.

A regular race is definitely not like what Wang Yan imagined before, where a bunch of cars are mixed together, and Nami stands in front of her, she unbuckles the cold cover and throws it into the sky, and then everyone rushes out like a swarm of bees...

Last time in the imperial capital, Huang Xu's group of rookies did this, so Wang Yan once misunderstood it.

However, this is not the case.

In a slightly more formal race, the cars start off one by one.

The distance between the front and rear cars is 8 meters, and they wait for the departure instructions.

Give an order, and the timing starts. It doesn't matter who crosses the line first, but wins or loses based on the last time.

Otherwise, security cannot be guaranteed.

They are all luxury cars with more than a few million yuan. Is it realistic to get hundreds of thousands of dollars out of the bumper car when you touch it?

Therefore, Wang Yan's last shot meant that he was 64 meters away from the lead car.

The starting time is more than 8 seconds apart, depending on the race design.

In short, in terms of visual effects, there may not be that kind of fierce side-by-side competition, but each runs its own way.

As the participating cars stood firmly on the grid one after another, the stands became lively.

Today, the venue is reserved, and there are only a few hundred spectators in the stands that can accommodate 50,000 people.

However, it is not an exaggeration to be rich or expensive, and the per capita net worth is tens of millions.

Not only do they like racing cars, but they also really understand cars, and they can comment on them very well.

"Finally I can see Rafa's actual track performance, great!"

"Brother, to be fair, Rafa is not necessarily stronger than 599 on the track."

"Yes, there is still a difference between a supercar that can be legally used on the road and a special track version."

"Now there are 5 professional track cars below, 1 McLaren P1 of the same level, and 1 modified car of GT3 level, and the lap times are not bad."

"And Rafa has an extra weight of nearly 50 kilograms, which can almost even out the technical advantage."

"Just kidding, haven't you watched the video of the car god? You want to make up for 50 kilograms?"

"However, Rafa can't drift like G65, and the strategy of the car god last time can't be used again, do you admit it?"

"There's nothing wrong with it. The car god's rally skills can't be reflected in the Rafa. The familiarity with the track is more important. I think the car god is hanging!"

"You know nothing about real technology! Details, brothers!"

"Do you want to gamble?!"

"Come on, who is afraid of who?"

Before the game started, there was a quarrel in the stands.

But this is the charm of racing. If you don't have the ability to end, you can enjoy it just by looking at it.

First Young Master Wang was even happier.

Step on the accelerator, and the exhaust pipe makes a rumbling sound.

There was a Porsche right in front of it, and the sound was a muffled "woo woo woo".

Wang Yan suddenly wanted to laugh, and asked Chu Xin, "Miss Xiaoxin, what kind of sound do you like? Awow or poop?"

Chu Xin was clenching her fists nervously, and was taken aback when she heard this.

After a while, he suddenly punched him: "Smelly brother! Little rascal!"

Wang Yan was speechless.

Sister, you are a god...

When it comes to brain supplements, I don't agree with the walls, only you!

Seeing that the lead car finally rushed out with a roar, Wang Yan took a deep breath, touched her helmet with his hand back, and laughed to remind her.

"Miss Xiaoxin, sit down and hold on tight... my brother will take you flying!"

When Rafa was ejected, Chuxin's mind went blank, and it really felt like he was flying.

In the high-altitude view of the stands, Rafa's acceleration at the start is very fierce, more fierce than all previous cars.

When cutting into the first corner, it can be called an extreme arc.

Cut in close to the outer road, pass close to the roadbed at the center of the bend, and then align the front of the car close to the edge of the outer road...

Going out of the corner and adding another kick to the accelerator, the car in front is already on par with the car in front!

There was a sudden exclamation from the audience.

"Damn it! It's so handsome! Who said that the car god can't run and grab the ground?!"

"Look, look, what is the limit cornering speed for the first corner?!"

"Don't look, I remember very clearly, T1 spiral bend, 166.5 km/h!"

"What the hell is the technical desk?! Why hasn't the data come out yet?!"

The experienced staff in charge of the technical platform knew exactly what everyone wanted to see. Soon, the technical data of car No. 8 floated on the big screen.

Average cornering speed: 150.7 km/h!

The stands went crazy.

The remaining gap of 16 km/h is entirely due to the performance of the vehicle. If it is not an F1 car, it is impossible to approach that limit.

Theoretically speaking, 150.7 has already exceeded the limit of Rafa!

"Nima coins! Is Rafa so strong?!"

"It's a car god, okay?!"

"Kneeling! TC and body stability are all turned off, and ABS is fully turned on. Is this damn playing with your life?"

"Did you change the hot melt tires for the new car?"

"Surely not! Why is she changing tires when she has nothing to do? Today is a temporary intention to run the track."

"I'm going to... take it..."

There was a lot of yelling outside, but in the car, Chu Xin was trying not to yell.

The road surface of the track is flat enough, but at the beginning of the track design, there are ramps, high ground drops, road inclinations, and roadside friction zones.

After the speed of the car is over a hundred, the car with insufficient shock absorption performance will still feel bumpy.

Rafa is not a car with very good shock absorption.

Now, the top speed was soared to the early 180s by Wang Yan. Sitting in the co-pilot, Chu Xin felt the rushing air and endured the sudden bumps. Feel……

It feels like a small boat in the sea, wrapped in the wind and waves, swaying and trembling...

His eyes were watery, his whole body was stiff and tense, but inside he was soft.

Howling or humming?

This is a serious question.

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