Chapter 42

A few people were a little surprised. They didn't expect Jing Zeqian to be so relieved that Jing Yi would drive a racing car alone. They secretly planned to give in to Jing Yi, otherwise the speed would be too fast and it would easily scare his sister.

"But!" Before Jing Yi could be happy, Jing Zeqian immediately added, "Please drive safely. This is a racing track, not a normal street with a speed limit."

Although Jing Zeqian laughed at Jing Yi before Driving 'Dark Night' in the city was a shame, but when I actually saw her driving the racing car, I was worried that she would cause an accident if she pushed too hard.

Jing Yi nodded with his bright eyes open, looking obedient and obedient.

But Jing Zeqian was still worried. Who knew if Jing Yi took his words to heart.

"Master Jing, how about I take Yiyi for a spin first?" Li Chengsheng was unwilling to give up any opportunity.

Jing Zeqian looked sideways at him, but before he could speak, Jing Yi refused.

"No need, I'll just drive around and get familiar with it for a couple of laps!" After saying that, he excitedly followed the staff to change the equipment, leaving Prime Minister Li looking disappointed as his plan failed.

Jing Zeqian's lips slightly raised, and he did not forget to tell a few people: "Please pay attention to her safety and don't drive too fast."

A few people nodded clearly, knowing naturally in their hearts that they would never show off their driving skills in front of novices. idea.

Jing Yi put on professional racing clothes, put on a helmet, got into Jing Zeqian's fierce racing car, rubbed the steering wheel with emotion, and then held it firmly.

Jing Zeqian brought Jing Zejun to the stand. At the same time, the staff had prepared technological equipment nearby so that Jing Zeqian could see their game situation more clearly.

Jingzejun looked at the conspicuous red racing car that had appeared on the track.

"Second brother, I didn't expect you to hide a sports car here."

Jingzejun thought that the number of vehicles in the garage at home was enough to surprise her, but she didn't expect that this man had other cars outside.

Jing Zeqian looked at the red sports car that was getting familiar with the track underground, "I just come here to play occasionally. This car can only be used in racing."

This car was also an investment that Jing Zeqian decided to buy at the time, and it was used by Jing Zeqian. The number of times is also relatively limited.

The red car took to the track lap after lap.

The current speed is quite reassuring to Jing Zeqian, and he even expects Jing Yi to keep playing at this speed in the racing track. There are no other spectators anyway, so there is no need to over-accelerate to show off his skills. Safety is more important.

Different from Jing Zeqian's faint worry, Jing Zejun is more looking forward to what kind of surprise Jing Yi will show on the racing track.

"Sister Yiyi, are you sure you want to compete with us?"

Li Chengsheng stuck his head out of the car window and looked at Jing Yi with a sweet smile on his face, his expression a little hesitant.

In fact, he thought it would be good to walk a few laps on the field...

The corners of Jingyi's mouth were curved upwards, her pear curls were light, and she looked even sweeter and well-behaved. "It's okay, Brother Sheng! I'll stop it. We're already at the racing track. It would be a shame not to compete even once!"

Li Chengsheng looked at the eyes of the other brothers and had no choice but to compromise. Anyway, he would slow down and take care of Jing. Yi.

Seeing that everyone agreed, Jingyi returned to the car, put on his helmet, held the steering wheel tightly, and quietly waited for the signal to set off.

The people in the stands were also a little nervous.

Three, two, one,

let’s go!

The red racing car rushed out like an arrow, and the sound of the tires rubbing against the ground resounded throughout the audience like a war drum!

Jing Zeqian's eyes widened and he looked at the direction the car was leaving, unable to regain his consciousness for a long time.

What happened to Jing Yiyi? ! She was clearly warned to drive safely, drive safely!

Not only Jing Zeqian was shocked, the other racers who wanted to let go were also very surprised. Out of a mentality of not admitting defeat, they subconsciously accelerated and chased after him.

One of the cars lost control at the corner due to the influence of surrounding vehicles and slid off the track, but quickly returned to the track and continued to join the fierce competition.

But all this has nothing to do with Jing Yi. She is shuttled in front of the track, and as the road changes, the operations on the steering wheel also change flexibly.

Jingyi stared at the road ahead with all his concentration, his body tensed, and his eyes at this time completely lost the cuteness before, as if he was born to be a warrior in the arena.

The colorful racing car was driving behind her.

Li Chengsheng said at first that he had no intention of taking care of Jing Yi. At this time, the only thought in his mind was that he must not lose the game in front of his beautiful sister!

Especially if the other party is a novice!

Li Chengsheng tried his best, and the colorful racing car was getting closer and closer to Jing Yi's racing car, trying to overtake it.

A curve on the track appeared before me.

Jing Yi took a deep breath and tensed her body to the extreme. She turned the steering wheel to the specified angle, and the car rushed towards the corner like a cheetah.

The tires made a sharp friction sound in the curve, and the car body tilted in the curve, bringing out thick smoke and making a harsh sound.

The red car was showing what silky drift was on the track, and it was further away from the vehicle behind it.

The racing driver in the car behind him looked at this scene in surprise. Is Mr. Jing sure that his sister is a novice?

This kind of skill is not inferior at all even if it is used in professional competitions!

Jingzejun didn't know what it meant to be a good racing driver, but the red car was obviously faster than other cars.

She knew that Jing Yi was number one at the moment.

"Second brother! Yiyi is so awesome, he's ahead!" Jing Zejun's voice was full of happiness and excitement, and he didn't even notice the ugly look on Jing Zeqian's face next to him.

However, Jingzejun looked at the thick smoke brought out by the drifting car and was a little confused, "Second brother, is the smoke from Yiyi's car normal?"

Jingzejun hesitated, worried whether it was caused by the vehicle's excessive speed.

Jing Zeqian beside him frowned, it was normal! Looking at Jing Yi's operation, Jing Zeqian even wanted to curse and ask her to drive safely. Now you want to drift around corners for me? !

After passing the curve, Jing Yi's serious little face in the helmet finally smiled.

She knew she was done with the game.

The fierce horse rushed towards the finish line and crossed the finish line. A few seconds later, other vehicles crossed the finish line one after another.

After stopping the car, Jing Yi breathed a sigh of relief, patted the steering wheel in a good mood, opened the door and got out of the car.

She took off her helmet, smiled sweetly and waved to Li Chengsheng and others who were parked beside her.

Jing Zeqian's friends also smiled reluctantly, with complicated smiles on their faces, especially Li Chengsheng, who had red hair on his head.

He never thought that Jing Yi's racing skills were so superb and he wanted to perform in front of her.

"Sister Yiyi, you, have you ever played racing before?"

The people around her were so curious that Jingyi didn't look like a novice in her actions.

Jing Yi raised her lips, her pear blossoms slightly blooming, "I've played abroad several times before."

How many times have you played?

Several people had deep doubts about this number. Does it look like it has been played several times? I don't know whether to say that Jing Yi has reservations or is talented, the expressions of several people are even more unpredictable.

Jing Yi looked behind them, Jing Zejun and Jing Zeqian were walking this way.

She waved happily to the two of them, not noticing the trace of anger in Jing Zeqian's eyes.