I’m A Baller

"Come on, try the protective clothing I bought for you. Dennis’s standard size. I can’t order it in a hurry, but I’ve already sent your size to the manufacturer. I’ll give you an exclusive version next time. This kind of crazy tyrant is cool and worthy of our identity as a car god..."

　　 turned out a set of white and red protective clothing like a treasure, and began to think about it in the beginning.

　　 is a little older in the end. She may be a favored little princess from others, but facing Wang Yan, she is a big sister who can take care of others.

　　 The key points are drawn in large characters, and they need to be tested.

　　 Well, it's 4 and a half years older...

　　 Wang Yan has never been taken care of like this before, and he feels very comfortable in his heart. He laughed and listened to her playing around.

　　 "Take off your clothes! What else to watch?"

　　 Miss Sister groaned again, and Wang Dashao secretly said: It is better to be respectful than to obey, then I will be welcome!

　　 Then take off his jacket.

　　 I want to face the wall crookedly, the row in the corridor is full of your buddies.

　　 The top professional protective clothing is a one-piece made of flame-retardant fabrics. The inner lining is basically ABS, which is almost completely airtight, so take off your coat when you wear it.

　　 It is best to wear only a layer of thermal underwear or tight-fitting energy-capsules.

　　 However, naked is not recommended unless it is summer.

　　 The comfort of that thing is too bad, it is extremely uncomfortable to be close to the body.

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

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

　　 "Hey, good*! Good figure, brother?"

　　 "Hey, hey, just look at it, what are you doing?"

　　 Wang Da Shaoyi protested solemnly, but he stood up proudly and split into a group.

　　 "Shameless!"

　　 Chuxin took a sip, but I thought Wang Yan was funny.

　　 Look, the face is good and the car is good, so it's fun to skin it occasionally.

　　I have a bad face and no ability, that is... there shouldn't be a chance to talk to the new skin at all, so nothing is.

　　 The world is so fair.

　　 It took so long to open up and look good, but he should have privileges!

　　 The privileged dog has just been beautiful for less than three seconds, suddenly his face stiffens and the corners of his mouth twitch.

　　 Chuxin kept peeking at Wang Yan's expression, and hurriedly asked: "What's the matter, brother?"

　　 "Hiss... hard to say..."

　　 Wang Yan took a breath, his face full of tangled pain, and he tried to kick his leg down again.

　　 Chu Xin's gaze went down, his face flushed suddenly, he wanted to laugh but was embarrassed, and his expression became extremely weird.

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

　　 More than that, somewhere...somewhere else, just go straight to the crotch axis, it's tightened tightly.

　　Because the one-piece suit is a standard size, corresponding to a height of 180 cm, and although Wang Dashao is only 178 cm, but the proportion of his body is too golden, the long legs are unreasonable, so...

　　 It’s really egg pain.

　　 Chuxin blushed, smiled, and complained half-truth: "Next time I will send the data, please send me a serious leg length..."

　　 These words can't be pondered carefully, they are all pits.

　　 I didn’t hear it, and turned around: "Sister Xinxin, help me pull the zipper."

　　 is easy to pull up.

　　Because the upper body clothing grows a short length, it is very loose.

　　 Chu Xin muttered: "I didn't expect your figure to be so well proportioned..."

　　 Wang Yan casually replied: "There are more places you didn't expect!"

　　 then was slapped again inexplicably.

　　 "Go out! Smelly brother, I want to change clothes!"

　　 Wang Yan can see it, please tell me a little sister, her mind is not pure at all, it is difficult for her to have such a high special score...

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

　　 It was you guys who broke my little new sister.

　　 Wang Yan obediently pounded toward the door, half a minute later, she cried from inside: "Come in and help me zipper, I can't reach it!"

　　 Nothing beautiful happened, Wang Dashao normally helped her pull the zipper of the protective suit.

　　 She was wearing thermal underwear, she couldn't see anything from the back, and she didn't have any physical contact with the zipper, so it's hard to tell the distance just by looking at it.

　　 Wang Yan took a look at the favorability rating, 75, and he knew it.

　　 When it was almost 70 points, she started to pull her arm, and she was young, tender and decent...

　　 It's hard to say how many ingredients are because she regards herself as her younger brother and is not so guarded.

　　 From the perspective of many factors, Chu Xin is a very clean and self-conscious 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 feeling, you need at least 85 favorability, plus some routines to have a chance.

　　 Of course, Wang Dashao is so decent, it is impossible to go to routines.

　　 Even if it's a matter of course, we, Mr. Wang, have to be polite.

　　 The row of male gods, you don’t understand.

　　……

　　 Pulled the zipper, changed their shoes, Wang Yan casually chatted: "Sister Xinxin, I know at first, which word is your new?"

　　 "Fresh new."

　　 After responding, Miss Sister added another sentence: "Taken from the Book of Songs: Although Zhou is an old state, his life is restored. It is not Crayon Shin-chan!"

　　 "Understanding, very good meaning."

　　 Wang Yan nodded.

　　 thought in his heart: My little sisters have all moved the Book of Songs out, so if we can't connect them, it seems that my brother is illiterate?

　　 I haven't read so many books for nothing in the past six months. I instantly remembered a famous saying in "University" that contains the original text of the Book of Songs, and then took it up.

　　 "Tang Zhi's "Pan Ming" said: Gou Rixin, Daily New, and Newer. It is the old gentleman who does everything. Uncle expects high from you..."

　　 halfway through the pre-installed beeping, Chu Xin suddenly buttoned his helmet on his head and walked out without saying a word.

what's going on? !

　　Wang Dashao was confused.

　　 After pondering for a while, I came to realize-Damn, don't you know my nickname is a dog? !

　　 But I really don’t mean that!

　　 The young master only felt that he was wronged, so he scolded him twice and followed up in despair.

　　 Back to the waiting area, Sister Liu Yexu was picking up her new helmet and playing a hooligan.

　　 "Wow! After so long, what are you doing?!"

　　 "Girl, show me quickly, there are no makeup flowers and strawberries!"

　　 "Oh, don't bother you two, what are you doing in broad daylight?"

　　 Chuxin refused to let them pull off the helmet masks, pushing left and right to refuse.

　　 Such behavior naturally aroused the great suspicion of the two people, and they kept squeaking.

　　 "Okay, you! Sisters didn't take care of it at a glance. The white and tender piece of fresh meat made you eat it when you catch it, right?!"

　　 "New! What about a good husband?! You are not righteous!"

　　 "Hey, how does it taste?!"

　　 "Yes, yeah, quietly and quietly...huh?!"

　　 "Go away! Go away!"

　　 Chuxin was too harassed, so Sa Yazi ran back into the car and couldn’t survive.

　　 Master Wang saw them suddenly turn their eyes to him, thought about it, and put on his helmet silently.

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

　　 Walking to Rafah, Zhou Jianwu took the initiative to come up and explain the rules.

　　 "Wang Shao, there are too many cars and fast cars today, and you can't run a single lap. Let's run three laps!"

　　 "Yes."

　　 "Then you are in the last pole position, and everyone has unanimously demanded that no one else has a female partner except you, so you let everyone weigh 50 kilograms."

　　 In a regular game, not to mention the 50 kg counterweight, 5 kg will cost people.

　　 It spends hundreds of millions of dollars to improve the performance of the car. Often a design change is only to reduce the weight by 0.5 kg, which is simply a matter of competition.

　　 It can be seen how much weight affects speed.

　　 But Wang Da Shao Tangtang [Ramping Car God], are you afraid of this?

　　A group of business players like chickens and dogs, how about 50 kilograms? !

　　 quickly nodded: "No problem."

　　 "Okay! Great atmosphere!"

　　 Zhou Jianwu gave a thumbs up and followed the black tiger and called Wang Shen.

　　 It’s just that one is the gods, the other is the car gods, the meaning is slightly changed.

　　 each got into the car, and Wang Yan slowly drove Rafa to the last pole position. Chuxin was rather unhappy.

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

　　 "It's okay, take your time."

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

　　A regular event is definitely not like before Wang Yan imagined that a bunch of cars were mixed together, a big Nami stood in front, unhooked the cold shield and threw it into the sky, and then everyone rushed out like a swarm...

　　 Last time in the imperial capital, Huang Xu’s group of chickens did that, so Wang Yan once misunderstood it.

　　 However, this is not the case.

　　 In a slightly more formal race, the cars start one after another.

　　 The front and rear cars are 8 meters apart, waiting for the departure instructions.

　　 Give an instruction and start the timing. It doesn't matter who crosses the line first, but based on the last time you win or lose.

　　 Otherwise, safety cannot be guaranteed.

　　 are all luxury cars of several million or more, and they can go out with hundreds of thousands of them when you touch them. Is it realistic to squeeze together to play bumper cars?

　　 Therefore, Wang Yan’s last shot means that he is 64 meters away from the leader.

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

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

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

　　 There are only a few hundred spectators on the stand that can hold 50,000 people in the reserved venue today.

　　 However, it is not an exaggeration to be rich or expensive.

　　 Not only do they love racing, but they also really understand cars. When they comment, they are all right.

　　 "I can finally see the actual track performance of Rafa, great!"

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

　　 "Yes, a supercar that can be on the road legally is different from the special track version."

　　 "There are now 5 professional track cars, 1 McLaren P1 of the same level, and 1 GT3 modified car. The lap speed is not bad."

　　 "Furthermore, Rafa has an extra weight of nearly 50 kg, which can almost offset the technical advantage."

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

　　 "However, Rafa can't drift like G65, and Chess's strategy last time can no longer be used, do you admit it?"

　　 "There is nothing wrong with the driving skills of the car gods cannot be reflected in the drawing method, the familiarity with the track is more important, I see car gods hanging!"

　　 "You don't know anything about real technology! Details, brothers!"

　　 "Would you like to bet something?!"

　　 "Come on, who is afraid of who?"

　　 The game hasn't started yet, and there is a lot of noise in the stands.

　　 But this is the charm of the car. I don’t have the ability to end, and I can follow it.

　　 Wang Dashao is more cool.

　　 The accelerator stepped on, and the exhaust pipe made a roar.

　　 There was a Porsche just in front of it, and the sound was a muffled noise.

　　 Wang Yan suddenly wanted to laugh, and asked Chuxin: "Sister Xiaoxin, what kind of voice do you like? Whoops, or whoops?"

　　 Chuxin was so nervous that he clenched his fists and was taken aback.

　　 After a while, he suddenly punched him: "Brother smelly! Little gangster!"

　　 Wang Yan is almost speechless.

　　 Sister, you are a god...

　　On brain supplement, I am not convinced by the wall, only by you!

　　 Seeing that the leader finally roared and rushed out, Wang Yan took a deep breath and touched her helmet with his hand, reminding with a laugh.

　　 "Sister Xiaoxin, sit down, hold steady... My brother will take you to fly!"

　　 When Rafa ejected, Xinxin's brain was blank, and it really felt like flying.

　　In the high-altitude field of vision from the stands, Rafa’s start acceleration was fierce, fiercer than all previous cars.

　　 When cutting into the first corner, it can be called a limit arc.

　　 cut in close to the outer road, past the curved roadbed, and then straightened the front of the car against the edge of the outer road...

　　 After exiting the turn, add a kick to the accelerator, and the car in front is already on par!

　　 There was a sudden exclaim from the audience.

　　 "Fuck! Handsome! Who said that the car **** can't run and grab the ground?!"

　　 "Look, take a look, what is the limit speed of the first corner?!"

　　 "Don't look at it, I remember it clearly, T1 spiral curve, 166.5 km/h!"

　　 "What about the technology station?! Why haven't the data come out yet?!"

　　The staff in charge of the technical station is experienced and knows what everyone wants to see. Soon, the technical data of car No. 8 floated on the big screen.

　　 Average speed of cornering: 150.7 km/h!

　　 The stands suddenly went crazy~www.readwn.com~ The remaining 16km/h gap is entirely due to vehicle performance. It is not possible to approach that limit if it is not an F1 car.

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

　　 "Nima coins! Is Rafa so strong?!"

　　 "Is it special that the car is strong, okay?!"

　　 "Kneel! TC, body stability are all off, ABS is all on, is this Nima playing with his life?"

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

　　 "Definitely not! Why is she all right to change tires? Today is a temporary motive to run the track."

　　 "I'm going to... take it..."

　　 There was a cry outside, and in the car, Chu Xin was forbearing not to call.

　　The road surface of the track is sufficiently smooth, but at the beginning of the track design, there are ramps, high ground drop, road inclination, and roadside friction zones.

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

　　 Rafa is not a car with good shock absorption performance.

Now, the top speed was soaring to the early 180s as soon as Wang Yan came up. Chu Xin was sitting in the co-pilot, feeling the air rushing towards his face and enduring sudden bumps, and his whole heart was suspended in his throat instantly. feel……

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

　　The eyes are watery, the body is stiff and tight, but the inside is soft. .

　　 嗷 scream or hum?

　　 This is a serious question.