Shenhao Started From System Downtime

"Brother Fu, don't worry, wait until the first lap results come out."

Lin Qian looked at Fu Yang with furrowed brows, and he comforted him in a low voice.

"Wu Wei's form is quite good. Although Anatoly looks fierce, the speed of the whole lap may not be much better than Wu Wei."

Huo Zhengxin followed the road beside him.

"hope so……"

Fu Yang sighed lightly, and then stared at Wu Wei on the track.

In such a racing competition, every second is given a realistic meaning. In a blink of an eye, Wu Wei, the seed player of the HAC Supercar Club, finished the first lap, and the moment he drove across the starting line, the screen appeared on the big screen. Wu Wei's first lap results were immediately shown.

Two minutes and forty seconds!

Seeing such results, the expressions of Lin Qian and others were a little excited.

"I remember Wu Wei's best single lap time was two minutes and forty-four seconds, right? He directly improved his best single lap by four seconds. This kid has performed at a super level today!"

"Nice and awesome, Wu Wei is rushing, doing his best!"

"The second lap will have one less start-up acceleration process than the first lap. If Wu Wei can maintain the state of the first lap, the final result should be less than five minutes and ten seconds!"

...

After seeing Wu Wei's first lap results, everyone in the HAC Supercar Club immediately started to discuss with some excitement.

"Brother Fu, Wu Wei played well!"

Lin Qian was also a little excited after seeing Wu Wei's first lap results, he said with a smile to Fu Yang.

"It's really good." Fu Yang's brows stretched slightly: "I see today's exchange match, the winner should be between Wu Wei and Anatole. Now let's see Anatoli's first lap results. NS."

Wu Wei was the third player to start the game, and Anatoly was the last player to start the game. There were eight players separated between the two, and the start time difference was a full forty seconds.

At this moment, the people watching the game around the stadium also realized that this game is likely to compete for the championship and runner-up of today's all-day exchange game, so everyone's affection is a bit excited.

Wu Wei's first lap results have already been made, and now everyone is focusing on the golden car, looking forward to his results.

Under the attention of the audience, the golden car driven by Anatole also drove across the starting line dozens of seconds after Wu Wei crossed the line.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were all looking towards the big screen.

Two minutes and thirty-five seconds!

"Wow..."

There was an uproar in the audience, and everyone did not expect that Anatoly was five seconds higher than Wu Wei's score!

"This achievement..."

"It has reached the level of a professional racer!"

Xu Tian looked at the results on the big screen, his mouth grew slightly, and there was a look of shock in his eyes.

"Five seconds higher than Wu Wei..."

Looking at Anatole's first lap results, Fu Yang murmured subconsciously, and at the same time there was a look of sorrow that was difficult to resolve between his eyebrows.

As a veteran car player Fu Yang, he knows what five seconds means in such a field. Under the premise that the performance of the Anatoly golden car completely crushes the Wu Wei McLaren P1, it can be said that Anatoly Basically, the victory has been locked.

Unless Anatoly makes a fatal error later, but from Fu Yang's observation of Anatoly's first lap, Anatoly's technology is quite mature, and the possibility of making a fatal error is slim.

Lin Qian and others standing next to Fu Yang, they all couldn't help but sigh softly when they looked at Fu Yang's sad face, their expressions were also not pretty.

At this moment, if there is too much comfort, it is a little bit self-deception.

In the next few minutes, the atmosphere in the HAC Supercar Club became a bit solemn.

In the end, Wu Wei ranked second with a total score of 5 minutes and 9 seconds, and Anatoly ranked first with a total score of 4 minutes and 58 seconds in the four games that have been completed so far. name.

"Oh!"

Looking at the many Russians not far away cheering for Anatole, the atmosphere on the scene was a bit strange.

Everyone looked at Anatoly’s name hanging high on the big screen, pressing all Chinese people under their bodies on the land of China, which made many Chinese people look at each other, and then looked at the HAC supercar club. , The eyes are all a bit strange emotions.

"What's the matter? In our own home, a foreigner won the championship. If this matter is spread out, won't our China supercars become the laughing stock of the world?"

"HAC is a mess this time. I properly lifted a rock and hit myself in the foot. From now on, HAC will definitely fall off the altar."

"F*ck is really shameful, if I were Fu Yang, I would disband the HAC supercar club on the spot!"

"Come on the excitement, return after defeat, bad luck!"

...

The faint whispers at the scene came from the ears of Lin Qian and others in all directions, and the already heavy heart was once again clouded.

"Cao!"

Xu Tian was upset when he heard that, with a fierce look, and wanted to settle accounts with those who talked coldly, but was stopped by Fu Yang.

"Brother Fu, I'm sorry everyone..."

Wu Wei walked off the field holding his helmet and saw Fu Yang's first words, which was an apology.

"Brother, don't say this. You have done your best today. You can't be blamed for this. I didn't do my intelligence work before the game and I didn't prepare in advance. You don't need to apologize to anyone."

Although Fu Yang was uncomfortable, he was never willing to shirk responsibility.

Lin Qian, who was standing next to him, looked at the scene in front of him, and his mood was also very unpleasant.

It has been more than half a year since Lin Qian joined the HAC Supercar Club. During this time, he has known many people, such as Fu Yang, Luo Guangping, Xu Tian, ​​Huo Zhengxin and Chen Hongyang. For this, he is true A sense of belonging has developed, and as a result, the HAC super running club is now being pointed out by thousands of husbands. Lin Qian actually wants to step forward and slap his fists at those whispers.

But fortunately, Lin Qian still has some sense of reason. If he really does that, then the reputation of the HAC supercar club is completely over. It really loses both face and lizi.

Just when the atmosphere in the HAC supercar club was extremely heavy, Lin Qian's mobile phone rang suddenly and unexpectedly.

Lin Qian took out his mobile phone from his pocket. He glanced at the caller ID and found that the number on the caller ID was an unknown number. After a little thought, Lin Qian walked to the side and picked up the call.

In about five minutes, Lin Qian returned from the side. Compared with the sad face when he left, Lin Qian's face was radiant when he returned, and the original sadness on his face was wiped out.

"Since it's a foregone conclusion, if you lose, you will lose. I will bear the consequences of this matter by Fu Yang alone!"

Lin Qian, who had gone and returned, happened to hear Fu Yang's words when he returned.

"Brother Fu!"

"Who said that today's game is a foregone conclusion?"

"Who loses, who wins..."

"Everything is not yet known!"

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