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Ye Chen drove a motorcycle to the racetrack.

This is the largest private racing circuit in the capital.

Of course, the threshold for racing here is very high.

As soon as he approached the racetrack, Ye Chen heard the roar of the racing car on the mountain road.

Just being in this environment can give people a feeling of blood boiling.

At this time, many people are discussing.

Today's racing is so exciting. It is said that the two most powerful motorcycle gods in China are here.

"It's awesome, the tickets can be fired up to 100,000."

"One hundred thousand tickets!"

After paying the money, Ye Chen and Zhao Ying drove their motorcycles into the racetrack.

Turning his head, Ye Chen realized that Zhao Ying's small chest was still shaking.

The experience of just sitting on a motorcycle drifting is obviously very exciting for Zhao Ying.

Zhao Ying's pretty face was flushed, and the feeling just now was like a dream.

Although a little scared, but very excited.

This girl is really completely different from other girls she knows.

Zhao Ying said excitedly: "Ye Chen, your driving skills are too good, I really like it, just passed the corner, how did you pass, I thought you would rush down the mountain."

Ye Chen smiled lightly: "That's a motorbike drifting skill that only professional players can use."

Pros?

"Are you a professional motorcycle racer?"

Ye Chen shook his head: "Although I am not a professional player, a professional player should not be my opponent either."

Seeing Ye Chen's motorcycle, many people were surprised.

God, this motorcycle is an Augusta.

Yes, yes, I have seen this motorcycle on the Internet, it seems more than 25 million, a Ferrari in a motorcycle.

Many people have their eyes set on the cool Augusta at the moment.

"It is said that this motorcycle is very difficult to override. If you want to ride this motorcycle, you must go to training for two months."

"It's awesome, the one who can ride this kind of motorcycle must be a god."

"I wipe, the beauty in the back seat is so beautiful."

...

Everyone looked at Ye Chen, Zhao Ying, and that cool motorcycle, and there was a lot of discussion.

Ye Chen looked around, and the entire racing field was full of luxury cars.

BMW, Mercedes-Benz, are all low gears here.

Maserati, Lamborghini, Ferrari are everywhere.

There are also tens of millions of motorcycles.

Zhao Ying said excitedly: "Today there is a classic race. It is Zhang Peng and Sun Hao, two of China's top motorcyclists. Their decisive battle."

"Are these two powerful?" Ye Chen asked curiously.

"Recently, Cong Cong and Ding Bo in the second-generation circle of Modufu had a falling out in order to compete for an Internet celebrity. This is no one agrees with another, and invited the top motorcyclists in China. decide male and female."

"Oh, so it is." Ye Chen nodded.

It will definitely cost a lot of money to invite the top motorcyclists in the country, and this kind of thing is only used by the rich second generation who are idle.

The two were leaning on the motorcycle and chatting when a sexy and charming beauty came over.

"Xiaoying, you brought your little boyfriend to the race today?"

"Sister Hua, it's not!"

"Haha, my face is all red, and Sister Hehua is still shy."

Zhao Ying quickly introduced: "Ye Chen, this is Sister Hua, the manager of this racetrack."

Ye Chen smiled and stretched out his hand: "Hello, Sister Hua."

Sister Hua held Ye Chen's hand, and Mei Mu looked at Ye Chen.

"Xiaoying, you have good eyesight, you found such a handsome boy."

"Sister Hua, stop talking." Being teased by Sister Hua, Zhao Ying's pretty face became more and more red.

"By the way, there is a motorcycle race today, do you want to participate?" Sister Hua asked.

Zhao Ying looked at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen nodded: "Sister Hua, sign up for me, I'll sign up for S grade."

"S-class?" Sister Hua was stunned for a moment.

The S class is the highest class in motorcycle racing.

"Are you sure that the S-rank is a professional or semi-professional player." Sister Hua said with a smile.

Ye Chen nodded: "Well, since you're playing, you can play with a master, otherwise it's boring to win."

Hearing Ye Chen's arrogant words, Sister Hua smiled.

Many young people always feel that their driving skills are good, and they report to the S-class, but when compared, they are stupid.

The strength of professional and semi-professional players is not at the same level as ordinary players.

Sister Hua nodded: "Okay, since you want to apply, I will apply for you. The registration fee is 200,000."

Ye Chen couldn't help but sigh, this private racing track is really stealing money, the tickets are 100,000, the registration fee is 200,000, and the 300,000 went out without doing anything.

However, this kind of private racing is a game of rich people, so 200,000 to 300,000 yuan is nothing in the eyes of these rich second generation.

Ye Chen took out the card and swiped the money directly, and 300,000 yuan was just a drizzle for Ye Chen.

Thinking that he even had a headache for thousands of rents before, Ye Chen couldn't help but sigh, it's nice to have money.

Sister Hua asked, "What model is your motorcycle?"

Ye Chen pointed to the motorcycle on the side.

Augusta?

The cigarette in Sister Hua's mouth fell to the ground.

She excitedly ran to the motorcycle, as if stroking her beloved toy.

"God, this is the Augusta, the Ferrari of motorcycles. I used to see the introduction on the Internet and thought it was great, but I didn't expect to meet the real car today."

Sister Hua touched the motorcycle with envy on her face.

"Marven Ye, can I ride a lap?"

Ye Chen nodded: "But this motorcycle is a bit difficult to control, so I'll teach you first."

"OK!"

Sister Hua was sitting on the motorcycle, while Ye Chen taught her how to control the motorcycle behind her.

As a motorcycle expert, Sister Hua is also very savvy and quickly understood.

But Ye Chen is still worried, after all, this is the most difficult motorcycle to control.

"In this way, I'll sit behind you, and I can help you if you have any questions."

"Um."

Sister Hua and Ye Chen put on their helmets and started the motorcycle.

"I wipe, who is the man sitting behind Sister Hua."

"It's awesome, I can get into Sister Hua's car."

"I've been at the racetrack for several years, and this is the first time I saw a man sitting behind Sister Hua's motorcycle."

...

Listening to the discussions of the people around, Zhao Ying didn't know why her heart was sour.

Could it be that you really love this man so much?

Buzz!

Sister Hua rode Augusta to the mountain road.

Seeing this scene, Ding Bo frowned and asked, "Who is that kid sitting behind Sister Hua?"

"I don't know. It's the first time I came here. It doesn't seem to be from our circle, but with Zhao Ying."

"Xiaoying?" Ding Bo's face sank after hearing this.

After running around, Sister Hua looked excited.

As expected of Augusta, it's really cool.

Looking at Ye Chen, Ding Bo's eyes flashed cold.

But at this time, Wang Congcong came over.

Everyone's attention was drawn to Wang Congcong and Ding Bo again. \u003c/div\u003e