When Tang Xiaofeng saw Su Zhuo's name appear on the big screen, his face turned dark.
"Damn, this damn girl signed up behind my back!"
Yuan Yuan said slowly, "Sister Su Zhuo is very capable, you don't have to worry."
"What do you know? Racing isn't a game. If you lose, you lose. Accidents can easily happen in racing," Tang Xiaofeng said anxiously. "No, I have to tell the production team that Su Zhuo's official race must be cancelled."
"No," Yuan Yuan held her back and handed the tablet to Tang Xiaofeng. "A lot of people are mocking Sister Su Zhuo online. If she withdraws now, she'll definitely be mocked for trying to attract attention."
Artists are not professional contestants, so it is normal for them not to win the competition.
But if you participate and then withdraw, Su Zhuo's reputation will definitely be bad. In addition, she is very popular now, and I don't know how many people are watching her.
Tang Xiaofeng took the tablet, and sure enough, there were a lot of mocking comments in the live broadcast room.
"Ah, where does this guy named Su Zhuo get his confidence from?"
"I've seen her on variety shows, and she's really good at gaming, like a genius. But this is racing, and she's a little over the top."
"This is hilarious! A lot of people know Feng Ziming is a racer, and TVB Best Actress Tu Dongyun is a martial arts actor, having starred in a series of racing movies where she actually competed in the car. I can understand these two signing up, but what's this gamer thinking?"
"I'm willing to sacrifice my life for traffic."
"I guess they think variety shows aren't dangerous. It's not like they haven't tried to attract attention before. I think that celebrity was too scared to get in a car afterward."
"Come on, Sister Su Zhuo!"
Amidst the mocking comments, a golden comment with oversized fonts flashed by, instantly covering all the mocking comments.
Tang Xiaofeng knew at a glance that it was a special membership swipe by Yuan Yuan. She took out her mobile phone and bought an extra-large firecracker and set it off.
"Su Zhuo yyds!!"
Barrage: “????”
****
On stage.
The host turned around and said, "Without further ado, the first friendly match will feature four regulars and a guest team. The last-place team will receive a punishment from our production team. The specific punishment is over there—"
As he spoke, the camera turned to a row of ice buckets filled with ice cubes.
Feng Ziming and others showed surprise at the right time.
Su Zhuo felt quite disappointed when she heard that there was no bonus. She thought that PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds was indeed the most generous, with bonuses for every game. As for the ice bucket penalty, she didn't pay any attention to it at all.
On the opposite side, Wei Mianmian noticed Su Zhuo's expressionless face and rolled her eyes secretly. She thought, pretend as much as you can, just like that bitch Feiyu. As she thought about it, she glanced at Feiyu who was smiling gently beside her, and suddenly a good idea to kill two birds with one stone came to her mind.
She leaned close to Luo Bo and the guest's ears and said something, and the other two smiled and nodded.
Feiyu noticed Wei Mianmian's actions and frowned slightly, but she didn't know what to say under the camera.
"Let's choose our teammates first!" the host said, then stepped aside.
Wei Mianmian was the first to speak. She walked to Feng Ziming's side with a bright smile, "Brother Ziming, how about we form a team?"
Feng Ziming knew that Wei Mianmian was the darling of "Racing" and had a large traffic. Although his driving skills were not very good, he was not here to win. The camera was his main goal.
So he smiled gently: "Of course!"
"Don't worry, I will definitely make our team win!" Wei Mianmian raised her little pink fist with a cute look on her face.
Feng Ziming responded with a doting smile.
The live broadcast room was filled with comments like "Mianmian is so cute", "Feng Ziming, stay away from Mianmian", "Goddess", etc.
Feiyu saw that Wei Mianmian had chosen Feng Ziming and was considering Tu Dongyun and Pei Yufeng. She had never found out Pei Yufeng's identity, and it seemed he was just an ordinary person, not a celebrity.
But it's unlikely that their show will have any real amateurs.
Thinking of her goal, Feiyu considered giving it a try to turn her bicycle into a motorcycle. Luo Bo, who was standing beside her, beat her to the punch and said, "Pei Yufeng, are we on the same team?"
Pei Yufeng, who was called, was a handsome young man. He seemed a little afraid of the camera. When he saw the camera turned towards him, he smiled shyly.
"OK."
Luo Bo strode over, put his arm around his shoulders, and acted like a good brother. "Brother, do you usually drive a racing car?"
"Occasionally." Pei Yufeng said in a low voice.
"Hahaha, it's okay. It's very comfortable to pour ice buckets on people in this weather." Luo Bo smiled brightly.
Old fans of "Racing": "Here it comes, King Bo pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger."
Pei Yufeng, whose identity was unknown, was chosen. Feiyu breathed a sigh of relief. There was no need to worry about it anymore and he could just choose Tu Dongyun.
She is the best actress and has starred in racing movies. She has both popularity and talent, making her the best choice.
Before she could speak, another resident, Jiaming, stepped forward and invited her, "Television Queen Tu, I grew up watching your TV series. Join me on the team, and I will definitely let you win."
Tu Dongyun smiled gently, "Okay, I just wanted to ask you some professional knowledge."
"Just ask." Jiaming seemed a little excited.
Feiyu frowned slightly. Forget about Luo Bo, she knew that Jiaming was not a fan of any idol, so they did it on purpose?
When Feiyu saw the corners of Wei Mianmian's lips curled up with pride, he knew very well that she was the one behind it.
Is Su Zhuo the only choice?
Feiyu was reluctant in her heart. This official competition involved the thing she wanted most. Bringing Su Zhuo, who didn't understand, was simply a burden.
But everyone had chosen it, and she couldn't refuse even if she wanted to.
"Su Zhuo, we're on the same team." Feiyu resigned himself to his fate and walked to Su Zhuo's side, saying softly.
"Oh, okay!"
Su Zhuo didn't notice Feiyu's reluctance. She was looking at the racing cars being driven onto the field by the staff in the distance. Each one was extremely handsome.
There are four brands in total, both domestic and foreign.
What she had her eyes on was a dark blue domestically produced racing car, which, regardless of its configuration, bore some resemblance to her former battleship.
"Have you decided which racing car to choose?" Feiyu followed her gaze, a little surprised. "Lingguang? Are you sure you want to choose this one?"
"What's wrong?" Su Zhuo turned around and looked at Feiyu, asking curiously, "Is this car not good?"
"...No, it's fine." Feiyu smiled with difficulty. Four brands were sponsors, so wouldn't that be asking for trouble?
She finally understood that Su Zhuo not only didn't understand racing, she didn't understand cars at all!
Live broadcast room barrage——
"Oh my god, Su Zhuo is the biggest drag! You can tell by the car she chose that it's a rip-off."
"I'm speechless. You're asking the Flying Fish Queen if the car is bad? How the hell should I answer that?"
"I don't know much about cars, but this one isn't good? It looks so cool!"
"The Lingguang above is a domestic brand, and the gap between it and the other three imported cars is huge."
"That's too absolute. Lingguang bikes are pretty good, with a great price-performance ratio. And I think the quality is no worse than the other three..."
"You also said it's cost-effective, but cost-effective doesn't mean the configuration is poor. This is a racing car, not your private car."
"I'm so annoyed. Can you please get someone who knows cars to come on the show? These clueless people who come to watch racing shows are just so infuriating and worthless."
"Feiyu is so miserable. He was already overshadowed by Wei Mianmian, and now he has to be dragged down by the guests."
The show scene.
Su Zhuo nodded and said, "I think it's pretty good too." This car made her feel familiar, so she chose it.
"Oh my God, Su Zhuo, are you sure you want to choose Lingguang?" Wei Mianmian had been secretly paying attention to Su Zhuo, and when she saw her pointing at Lingguang, she immediately made an exaggerated sound.
The others were attracted by Wei Mianmian's voice and turned their heads to see that Su Zhuo chose Lingguang. Everyone had a different expression.
Feng Ziming was extremely happy. He had been overshadowed by Su Zhuo in PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds before, and this time he finally got the chance.
"This car is pretty good. Su Zhuo, you have good taste."
Su Zhuo ignored Feng Ziming's sarcasm and nodded seriously: "I also think I have good taste."
The expressions of the other people were hard to describe, only Pei Yufeng lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
Wei Mianmian covered her mouth and laughed happily, glancing at Feiyu, "Sister Feiyu, you guys have to keep working hard, come on, come on!"
Looking at Wei Mianmian who was pretending to be cute, Feiyu felt nauseous for the first time.
She couldn't help but raise her voice, "Don't worry, we will."
The cars for the four teams were quickly allocated.
The member of Su Zhuo Feiyu's team is Lingguang No. 5.
Pegasus AX chosen by Wei Mianmian and Feng Ziming.
Luo Bo and Pei Yu chose Quanquan FI.
Tu Dongyun Jiaming chose the Pentium Polo.
Except for the one chosen by Su Zhuo, the other three are international brands. Their sports cars are world-renowned, have top-notch configurations, and have many fans.
"Please ask the four teams to go to the cars of their choice and make preparations first." The host came out holding the microphone, and other staff members came over to help Su Zhuo and others put on the live broadcast equipment.
At the same time, the live broadcast room of the variety show "Racing" was divided into four independent small live broadcast rooms, and each click corresponded to four guests.
Among them, Wei Mianmian and Jiaming’s live broadcast rooms are the most popular.
Luo Bo came in second, and Feiyu, which had always been popular, came in last.
——————
On the side of Lingguang No. 5, Su Zhuo carefully looked at the appearance of the racing car. It was somewhat similar to the appearance of the interstellar cloud car, but the design and functions were far different.
Feiyu followed behind her and quietly explained Lingguang's configuration, which was also part of the process of introducing it to sponsors.
"The Lingguang No. 5 is the latest model from the domestically produced Lingguang brand. I heard the chief designer incorporated some futuristic elements into its design. It uses a twin-turbocharged V8 engine, and its acceleration time is nearly a second shorter than the previous generation, now reaching 100 kilometers per hour in 2.5 seconds."
Su Zhuo listened carefully, and from time to time asked some basic questions that seemed extremely foolish to Feiyu and the audience, making Feiyu more desperate and collapsed.
She didn't even know where the ignition was! She even asked which was the accelerator and brake. She's not even a novice, she's even more clueless.
Su Zhuo didn't notice Feiyu's collapse, he just lamented that it could accelerate to 100 kilometers in 2.5 seconds... This is too slow. The ignition requires a key, and the accelerator and brakes cannot be controlled by mental power. It's really backward.
"Then it's time to choose the tires. The friendly race track is a normal one. You can run three laps. It's fine as long as you can finish it. Remember to pay attention to safety in the bends, brake in advance and control the speed. Competition is second and friendship is first." Feiyu said here with a look of resignation.
She didn't expect to win, she just hoped that the star Su Zhuo wouldn't get hurt.
Su Zhuo disagreed, "If we lose, we'll be dumped in an ice bucket. We'd better try harder."
Feiyu: "..." Doesn't she want to work hard?
As the two were talking, the time left for the guests to get familiar with the car gradually came to an end, and the host, sitting on the podium, announced through the radio that everyone was ready to start.
——————
The track is divided into eight parts, and eight sports cars are arranged in an orderly manner on the black and white tracks.
The Lingguang No. 5 chosen by Su Zhuo is inky blue, and the Feiyu one is red, which is in line with her usual status as a queen. The racing cars of others are in white, pink, yellow, green, purple and other colors, competing with each other for attention, making the Lingguang No. 5 chosen by Su Zhuo seem the most low-key.
"Friendly match, competition comes second, friendship comes first."
After the host finished speaking, the other staff members left the track.
Before getting in the car, Wei Mianmian suddenly said, "I think a friendly match is boring. Should we add some weight and have some fun?"
"I think it's a good idea. Let me add some embellishments first. I just got a new turbocharger accessory with a market value of 580,000. Whoever wins gets it. How about that?" Jiaming was the first to add some embellishments.
Feng Ziming was very supportive. "Oh? Does 'mianmian' mean to add color? Then I'll offer 660,000. I wish everyone good luck."
Tu Dongyun smiled and said, "I'll give you one million to help you have fun."
"I'll give three million." Pei Yufeng added in a low voice.
Wei Mianmian looked at Luo Bo, who smiled profoundly: "Then I will recommend the FA driver."
When Feiyu heard the FA driver's recommendation, he immediately shut up, even though he knew the chances of winning were slim.
"I'm selling the FX engine, with a market value of over 700,000."
"I don't have any fancy accessories, so just give me 800,000 in cash."
After saying that, Wei Mianmian looked at Su Zhuo and asked her with a provocative smile.
"Su Zhuo, why aren't you talking? Don't you want to play with us?"
Su Zhuo originally thought that the friendly match was meaningless and there was not even any prize money. But Wei Mianmian, the lucky doll, gave her money. What a good person!
She couldn't help but put on a faint smile: "When in Rome, do as the Romans do. One million."
Wei Mianmian didn't expect that Su Zhuo would really dare to take the initiative. For a moment, she didn't know whether to laugh at her for being too stupid or too naive. The winner of this game was obvious.
It’s either Jiaming or Luo Bo.
No matter who wins, all these things will belong to her.
Thinking that she could not only embarrass Su Zhuo Feiyu but also get a large sum of money from them, Wei Mianmian smiled particularly happily and couldn't wait to shout to start.
Seeing this, the others smiled and got into the car, starting to check and make final preparations.
On the high platform.
The host smiled and said, "Mianmian is still so good at livening up the atmosphere. It's a good friendly match, but she always comes up with something new."
Another commentator chimed in, "Friendly matches like this are a bit interesting, but I'm really worried about that actress named Su Zhuo. She really doesn't know how to play at all. Feiyu might have to pay for an engine this time."
Live broadcast room——
"Mianmian, the little cutie, always brings the atmosphere and livens up the atmosphere. Feiyu is like a dead fish, boring as hell. I, Mianmian, am still the top sister."
"What are you saying above? Can't you see that you, a bitch like Mianmian, are deliberately stirring up trouble? You're still called the Number One Sister, a useless Number One Sister who can't drive?"
"I'm so annoyed. What the hell is Su Zhuo? Because of her, my Feiyu is going to be dumped into an ice bucket and have an FX engine thrown at it."
"You say Mian Mian is useless, but even if she is useless, she is still better than Su Zhuo. Feiyu almost became a racing driver. What's the mentality of those who have to compare them? Just look at Su Zhuo, don't you understand? My Mian Mian is good enough."
"Su Zhuo actually dared to ask for one million. She is so stubborn. Wait and see her crying when she gets off the car."
At this moment, a huge gift package exploded in the live broadcast room, and a line of words floated out of it——
"Go Su, crush them!"
Audience in the livestream: "...Su Zhuo's crazy fans are here again."
The show scene.
Sitting in the car, Su Zhuo looked at the dashboards one by one, and the various functions that Feiyu had introduced at that time echoed in his mind. He tested them casually. After confirming the various functions, the competition entered the countdown.
The entire track was cleaned up.
The friendly race is a three-lap race on a normal track, and the first one to reach the finish line is the winner.
On the track, guests and regulars were preparing to start the race, and the rumbling sound of accelerators could be heard one after another.
"Bang!"
The sound of flare guns echoed across the runway.
At the same time, Su Zhuo stepped on the accelerator, and Lingguang No. 5 flew out on the flat ground like a cannonball, with the exhaust emitting a perfect arc, and it took the lead, surpassing the other seven cars and becoming the first.
"I, I'm not seeing things, am I? That's Su Zhuo's car? She's ahead?!" The host rubbed his eyes, looking surprised.
The commentator was even more surprised than he was. "It's definitely her car. Lingguang No. 5 has never been as fast as imported cars at the start. How did she do it?"
After watching the replay, he shrieked, "Oh my God, that was a perfect start!"
In the audience.
Tang Xiaofeng waved the cheerleading stick and wanted to scream.
"Xiao Su Zhuo Chong Ya, crush them."
Yuan Yuan then waved his hands: "Crush them!!"
On the track, Su Zhuo held the steering wheel with one hand and the clutch lever with the other. The scenery outside the window was receding wildly. He stepped on the accelerator to the limit, and the sound of the wind hanging through the car window brought an exceptionally dynamic sound effect.
The people chasing after her were extremely surprised.
This is impossible. Lingguang No. 5's acceleration from the start is 2.5 seconds. How could it surpass them in an instant?
unless--
Luo Bo uttered four words: "Perfect start!"
The so-called perfect start is a very mysterious and advanced technique. It can unleash the potential of the car in an instant. Very few racing drivers can achieve a perfect start.
The only person in Longguo who can do this is Yang Lin, who has won the FA championship for three consecutive years and is known as the King of Cars.
Su Zhuo, a newbie, can actually do it?
Feng Ziming was surprised and immediately comforted Wei Mianmian in the headset, "Lingguang 5's configuration is not good. A fast start doesn't mean anything. We will overtake them later."
Wei Mianmian hummed, feeling extremely depressed.
Tu Dongyun praised: "Good technique."
"It's just luck. Look, I surpassed her." Jiaming said unhappily.
Live broadcast room——
"Fuck, am I blind? That's a perfect start? Isn't that a special skill that only Yang Lin can do? How did Su Zhuo, a newbie, do that?"
"No one says that only the best driver can have a perfect start! It's just difficult."
"Su Zhuo used a technique that only a car king could use. How dare you say she's a novice?"
"I fell to my knees with a plop."
"What's there to brag about? Perfect starts can be practiced and can be triggered by luck. It's like we can't play mahjong but always win big when we first start. Whether we're good at racing depends on our ranking."
"Keep watching, stop arguing. The curve is coming, and this is the first checkpoint to distance everyone."
The show scene.
When the first bend appears in front of you, a normal person will slow down slightly to prevent an accident such as rollover on the bend.
As for Su Zhuo, she had no intention of slowing down at all. She stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the speed on the instrument panel soared wildly.
The whistling of the wind in my ears seemed to be mixed with the screams of some people.
She curled the corners of her lips, turned the steering wheel with one hand, and the car body turned sharply at the bend, and then a harsh sound resounded throughout the stadium.
"Lightning drift?! Holy crap!" The commentator was so excited that he almost fell off the platform while holding the microphone.
The host was also a little overwhelmed, "Isn't this technology a bit too much for a friendly match?"
Have you passed?
Su Zhuo didn't think that this speed was still too slow in the eyes of her, a marshal who roamed the interstellar space.
Too slow.
A long-lost excitement flashed in the depths of Su Zhuo's eyes. "Faster." As she spoke, she stepped deeper on the accelerator, and the speed on the dashboard was approaching 300 kilometers per hour.
This is the maximum limit that Lingguang No. 5 can currently withstand.
Su Zhuo still felt it was not enough.
The dark blue sports car was like a dark lightning on the track, leaving everyone behind in the blink of an eye, and soon Su Zhuo finished a lap.
The others could only run half a lap.
The stage and the live broadcast room have gone crazy.
"Fuck, this speed, it's over 300?!"
"Is Lingguang No. 5 really that awesome? It's almost a third of a circle ahead of the three major brands. That's outrageous."
"Where's the person who said Ling Guang and Su Zhuo were not good enough? Is he there? Is his face swollen?"
"Fuck, who the hell is this Su Zhuo?"
The show scene.
After running the first lap, Su Zhuo could feel the body of Lingguang No. 5 shaking. This was a reaction that only occurred when the car reached its limit. If the speed was increased, the car would probably fall apart.
She slowed down a bit with some regret, but even so, she still won the first place with absolute advantage.
When she finished running, Wei Mianmian was just halfway through the second lap.
And Luo Bo, the second place, was ten seconds slower than her.
Getting out of the car, Su Zhuo met the excited gaze of the Lingguang brand repairman and said sincerely, "I'm sorry, I might have damaged the car."
Lingguang maintenance worker: “???”
What does it mean?
Su Zhuo glanced back, and the handsome sports car not far away made a slight clicking sound in her eyes, and the next second.
“Pa——”
One of Lingguang No. 5's tires rolled off.
Lingguang maintenance worker: “…………”
Their Lingguang No. 5 has always been known for its quality and cost-effectiveness, but Su Zhuo actually broke the car after driving it for the first time?
this……
Su Zhuo thought he was angry. After all, this was a live broadcast. It was not a good thing for a brand if the car broke down in front of thousands of viewers.
She was considering whether to say something when she saw the maintenance man rush to Su Zhuo like a gust of wind, holding her hand, his eyes full of excitement.
"How did you manage to break Lingguang?"
Su Zhuo: “……?”
After a pause, she honestly pointed out some of Ling Guang's shortcomings.
"If these problems can be solved, not only will the Lingguang's speed exceed 300 km/h, but it will also be guaranteed to avoid hidden dangers such as body vibration and disintegration. In addition..."
Su Zhuo didn't know that because of her short words, the entire live broadcast room and Weibo exploded.
"Are you talking about the Book of Heaven? I'm so dizzy I can't understand."
"Holy crap, is Su Zhuo really a female celebrity? How come she even knows about racing?"
"The scariest thing is that she actually knew about Lingguang's problems. I remember that Lingguang has had this problem for nearly ten years. It's because they couldn't solve it that it gradually declined. If it weren't for this racing sponsorship, I would have almost forgotten that this domestic brand even existed."
"Is it really that weird? Does she think it will work if she says so?"
"If not, would the maintenance worker be so excited? Do you know who that is? It's Lingguang's most senior car designer - Lingfeng."
"Regardless of whether it's useful or not, Su Zhuo won first place in the race, showing the skills of a racing king. May I ask what the netizen Ning above can do?"
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