Come against the wind, exchange your glory

Chapter 774 Motorcycle Grand Slam
Han Wu didn't want to talk anymore, a certain little brother always fell off the horse inadvertently.

For example, the day before yesterday, he received two tickets to watch the MOTOGP, and handed them to Bingci with great joy, imagining that Bingci would smile in surprise, and it would be best to give him a hug or something.

It's a pity that the ideal is full and the reality is very skinny. Bingci's face does not have a trace of joy, and he asks him with a tangled expression: "Captain... really going?"

At that time, I didn't understand why she asked such a question, but now I understand.

Han Wu watched the whole race with a dark face, and the air-conditioning on his body frightened away the representative of one of the six major MOTOGP manufacturers who wanted to talk to him.

The people who originally belonged to Bing Ci's seat became Han Bu.

And Bing Ci became one of the contestants. In the intense competition on the track, the wheels rubbed against the ground and produced sparks, which really answered the sentence: sparks lead to lightning all the way.

Bingci's black and white rider outfit and black and white motorcycle complement each other perfectly, without overtaking on curves, she rides so well that everyone can't match it!

At that moment, Han Wu deeply felt the gap between people.

"At the same age, you have already stood on the track as a player and won a championship by the way, but I can only sit in the audience and watch blankly, and I want to cheer you on." The lost tone, the dejected expression, like this Han Wu has always made Bingci helpless.

Bingci was worrying about how to coax people, and the medical staff carried the injured players past them quickly.

"Participating in such a dangerous competition behind my back, do you still consider me a friend?" Han Wu turned around and left without looking back.

Bingci didn't have time to think about it and hurried to catch up and grabbed his hand to explain.

Han Wu spoke first, "If I told you not to participate in motorcycle races in the future, would I be presumptuous?"

"No, I promise you that this is the last time I will participate in a motorcycle race, okay?" Bingci said in a calm tone that he would no longer participate in the competition, but Han Wu couldn't be happy. He felt that he was hindering her from shining .

It was true not wanting her to be in danger, but not to cut off her high-flying wings.

Han Wu felt guilty for less than three seconds, and the six representatives of the manufacturer walked towards them.

"Brother Wu, Yisi, I saw you from a long distance, so you know each other!" Representative A said.

"Iss, congratulations on completing the Grand Slam, what are your plans next?" Representative B said.

"Grand Slam?" Han Wu only heard these three words.

The representative of the friend, C, said with surprise: "Brother Wu, you don't know? I saw that you held hands and thought you have a good relationship. He has been participating in motorcycle races since he was 12 years old, and he has won championships in motorcycle races. Today, Yisi is a grand slam player who has gathered the world's top ten top motorcycle race champions. He is an immortal legend and undefeated myth in our professional motorcycle world, and an idol worshiped by all our knights... ·”

Han Wu didn't want to listen to the rest of the words, gave Bing Ci a cold look, and expressed his current mood twice with "hehe".

Bing Ci firmly grasped his hand not to let him break free.

Han Wu said angrily, "No wonder you agreed so readily when I told you not to participate in the competition, so you don't need it..."

"What? Is, you are not participating in the competition? What do you mean? Retiring?" All the representatives said in unison.

All eyes turned to the culprit at the same time.

The friend representative C's attitude towards Han Wu turned 360°, and he looked at him with hostile eyes, "Brother Wu, if you want to force Is to retire again, we will lead all the knights to diss you."

"It doesn't matter if you're a sponsor."

"Yes, we are not afraid of you."

The representatives of the Sixth National Congress of the Communist Party of China spoke to each other without giving Bingci a chance to speak until one of them said...
"Iss won't be coerced by you, he is the sponsor..."

"Sponsor? Oh, little brother, just think about how to explain it!" Han Wu was really angry this time, and he was very angry.

Bing Ci glanced at the representatives of the Sixth National Congress in warning, and hurriedly chased after him.

The six representatives left behind looked at each other in blank dismay.

(End of this chapter)