Genius Club.

Chapter 198 Huang Que and Ying Jun

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The Ferrari, with the revs reaching the red line, did a tailspin at the bend, completing a drift that looked barely passable.

But the key is...

This drift was completed by Zhao Yingjun alone.

Whether it was the steering wheel, shifting gears, or the timing of increasing the speed, all were controlled by Zhao Yingjun himself, and Lin Xian didn't say a word.

"You... seem to really have a talent for driving."

This is such rapid progress that even Lin Xian feels it is a little unbelievable.

It has been less than half an hour since the first hands-on drift, and now Zhao Yingjun can take turns on his own.

Although I still can't stop slowing down a lot when turning, and the drift arc is too long, too far to the outside, and not close enough to the edge...

But half an hour ago, Zhao Yingjun was still a beginner who was unfamiliar with shifting gears.

He was able to learn this in just half an hour. Even Lin Xian felt ashamed of himself. Zhao Yingjun could truly be called a speed racing saint.

I didn’t expect that such a talent would be hidden in a CEO of a cosmetics company.

“You really have a good sense of the car.”

Lin Xian sincerely praised:

"I know you can't describe the feeling, and you don't understand the principles of many data actions, but now you are relying on instinct to operate the steering wheel and shift gears."

"really?"

Hearing Lin Xian's praise, Zhao Yingjun laughed happily:

“I thought I wasn’t doing well enough.”

“Although there is still a lot of room for improvement...it’s really good already.”

There was no flattery in what Lin Xian said.

So far, the woman with the best driving skills he has ever seen is the elusive Yellow Bird.

That day, when Su Su was driving in McLaren and met Huang Que by chance on the overpass, Huang Que had stolen Zhao Yingjun's LaFerrari and was driving it in front to provoke overtaking.

Don’t say anything else.

Huang Que's superb driving skills really shocked Lin Xian at that time.

The precise arc, the ultimate control, and the feel of the car are all the result of practice and talent.

How did you develop such good skills?

Lin Xian believes that his driving skills are still better than Huang Que's, but those are the results of his own hard work and cannot be compared.

What Lin Xian couldn't understand the most was...

The yellow bird's techniques and habits when turning are very similar to his own.

At that time, he simply thought that this was a provocation to him, so he deliberately used the technique he was familiar with to turn the corner.

He had intended to ask all these questions at once after he intercepted Huang Que; he also wanted to ask Huang Que all the questions that had accumulated during the previous period at once.

But the oriole is the oriole, and the combination of the riddle man and his elusive attributes is really infuriating and speechless.

Lin Xian turned his head...

Watching Zhao Yingjun gradually cut through a bend with greater skill...

Sometimes he would have unrealistic thoughts: Could it be that Huang Que and Zhao Yingjun had any special relationship?
Like a time traveler?
Since 600 years later, a CC who looks exactly like Chu Anqing appeared.

Then why couldn't there be a time traveler who is very similar to Zhao Yingjun?

But unfortunately, this idea was rejected the moment it came up.

the reason is simple--

[Huang Que and Zhao Yingjun don't look alike at all. ]

The facial features of the two are completely different, Zhao Yingjun's are sharper, while Huang Que's are softer.

The two people's face shapes are also different. Zhao Yingjun has a standard oval face, while Huang Que has a round face with a little baby fat.

Not to mention the yellow bird’s iconic eyes…

Pupils as blue as the stars in the sky are simply not something that Dragon people can produce. Even for mixed-race people, it is rare to have eyes as blue as that.

Therefore, it is highly likely that Huang Que is not from Long Country.

What is even more [anti-counterfeiting certified] is that the color of Zhao Yingjun's earrings is always highly consistent with that of her coat, and there has never been any mistake in this regard. This is the most rigorous anti-counterfeiting trademark on Zhao Yingjun.

And Lin Xian saw it clearly on that rainy night when he saw the yellow bird.

Yellowbird's coat is beige, but her earrings are blue.

This alone is enough to prove that Zhao Yingjun and Huang Que are not the same person.

"What if... you wore a beige coat and blue earrings?"

Lin Xian asked suddenly.

Zhao Yingjun thought for a moment and frowned:

"What kind of weird combination is that? I find it hard to accept."

"Can't you accept it?"

“I can’t accept it.”

Zhao Yingjun shook his head, stepped on the accelerator and took a look at Lin Xian:
"Do you like this mix?"

"No no."

Lin Xian quickly denied:

"I just happened to see a woman dressed like that that day and it felt weird."

"It's quite strange."

Zhao Yingjun nodded in approval:
"As for clothing matching, you shouldn't wear too many colors, otherwise you'll look like a Christmas tree, gaudy. I think three or four colors on your body is enough."

Christmas tree...

Lin Xian inexplicably thought of his original evaluation of the nouveau riche Gao Yang.

indeed.

If I meet Huang Que again next time, I’ll see how she wears her earrings.

Buzz————————

The sharp engine sound kept coming from the side!
Whoosh!
A red McLaren Zonda overtook Zhao Yingjun directly from the left side and rushed past without mercy with a whoosh.

Then he immediately changed lanes, slowed down, and got in front of Zhao Yingjun's car, constantly changing the turn signal to the left and right to provoke him.

This set of moves is smooth and seamless, and only God knows how many times the owner of the McLaren has secretly practiced it.

"Didn't we book this track?"

Zhao Yingjun blinked, totally unaware of what was going on, and turned to look at Lin Xian:

“Can a racing track be so unruly?”

Lin Xian covered his forehead and sighed softly.

When he saw this McLaren, he recognized it at a glance. This was the car of Su Su, the blind date that Chu Shanhe had introduced to him before.

That girl's temper is really not easy to deal with.

This provocative combination of changing lanes and turning on the turn signal is really a case of "fighting fire with fire"... Before, it was this Ferrari that provoked McLaren, and now it has become McLaren that is provoking Ferrari.

The only difference is that the person driving the Ferrari last time was Huang Que, and the person driving the Ferrari now is Zhao Yingjun.

Su Su wanted to take revenge, but she had found the wrong person.

"What does this car mean?"

The McLaren in front had already slowed down, and Zhao Yingjun was also forced to slow down. She pointed at the turn signal of the McLaren in front that kept changing left and right and looked at Lin Xian:

"What does this taillight mean?"

"It should be a... friendly way of saying hello, asking if we can share the same track." Lin Xian had no choice but to start talking nonsense.

“Just two lights can express so many meanings?”

"I was just guessing." Lin Xian smiled and spread his hands.

Anyway, Su Su was probably here just to vent her anger. She would just wander around and leave. She wouldn't delay Zhao Yingjun from continuing to practice driving. However...

When it comes to causing trouble for others, Su Su never disappoints anyone.

The McLaren slowed down and drove to the left of the Ferrari, then lowered the window. The female passenger in the passenger seat made a face and gave a thumbs-up:
"Little white face! You can move freely!"

Su Su also snorted and saw the driver of the Ferrari, who was the boss of MX Company, Zhao Yingjun, who had teased her with Lin Xian in the restaurant that day.

Only then did she realize that the person who had overtaken her on the viaduct that day and ended up racing with Lin Xian was this arrogant and conceited woman!

Good guy.

Su Su suddenly realized!

You two dogs are having quite a wild time!

They are all drama queens, right?

After playing a role-playing blind date game in the restaurant, he went back and performed a scene of chasing his wife to the crematorium on the overpass?
[So I am just a tool NPC in your love game?! ]

"nausea!"

The more I think about it, the more irritating it becomes!
Su Su glared fiercely at Zhao Yingjun who was looking at her through the lowered car window, and made a gesture that was three parts contempt, three parts sarcasm, three parts ridicule, and one part provocation.

Then he stepped on the accelerator.

boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

The McLaren Zonda, with its tires burned violently, leaped up suddenly like a cheetah, instantly leaving the unsuspecting Ferrari several parking spaces behind and accelerated towards the curve ahead.

In Ferrari.

Zhao Yingjun naturally also saw the driver Su Su over there and her complicated gestures.

She frowned and looked at Lin Xian:

"Isn't this your blind date that day?"

"Yes."

At this point, Lin Xian also lay down.

"Humph." Zhao Yingjun chuckled.
"As expected of her, she is still as rude as ever."

"Yes."

Lin Xian nodded in approval:

"So we don't have to worry about her, we just need to practice our own thing. Racing side by side in this environment is very dangerous. Let's slow down and avoid her——"

boom! ! ! ! ! ! !
Before Lin Xian could finish his words, Zhao Yingjun stepped on the accelerator of the Ferrari to the bottom!
The blood-red Ferrari pounced forward angrily like a cheetah, the engine speed instantly reached the red line area, and chased the McLaren in front at an unprecedented high speed today!

"Hey Hey hey……"

Lin Xian tightened his seat belt and looked at Zhao Yingjun with a very serious look in confusion.

No.

Miss.

What are you doing?

Is it really soaring?
Can you let me get off first?
Lin Xian was speechless... He was certainly not afraid of driving fast, but the driving skills of Zhao Yingjun and Su Su were actually the same as those of beginners.

It is very appropriate to describe it as a fight between two newbies.

These two newbies were racing on the track relying on their newly learned kung fu...and their skills were not up to par, so a collision and a rollover were bound to happen sooner or later!
What he couldn't understand the most was...

Zhao Yingjun was not such a childish woman at all in the past and in peacetime.

She has always been calm.

Very easygoing.

Very calm.

No matter what happens, he faces it calmly with a smile, as if everything has been planned out and under control.

Even at the end of last year, when MX Company was in such a serious business crisis, Lin Xian had never seen her panic the slightest.

Even during the blind date with Su Su that day that was full of misunderstandings, Zhao Yingjun was always chatting and laughing with the mentality of watching the fun. Being mature and steady, she would never take a "kid" like Su Su seriously, let alone cater to her provocations.

But today...something's wrong.

Why did Zhao Yingjun suddenly become childish and competitive?

Big sister, your character is about to collapse!

Whizzing--

The red McLaren and Ferrari passed through the corner.

The skills of these two people are indeed evenly matched, and they are just two rookies fighting each other.

The cornering speed is much lower, and the route into the curve is very far to the outside. In Lin Xian's opinion, it is no different from an old man racing wildly.

but……

In contrast.

Su Su is still slightly more skilled.

After all, she has driven much more often than Zhao Yingjun, so she must be more familiar with it than Zhao Yingjun.

Even though Zhao Yingjun's talent can be called an innate physique for racing, she only touched a car for the first time half an hour ago, so there was no way she could compare to the driving skills of others who had been driving for several years.

After a few more bends, the McLaren easily pulled a long distance away from the Ferrari, and then started to act like a loser again, slowing down and staying in front of the lane, flashing the turn signals left and right to show off.

"forget it."

Lin Xian comforted:
"Safety first, let's not compete with her. To be honest, don't be fooled by her arrogance, her level is really just that high. She just relies on her fearless brute force, and it's only a matter of time before she fails."

"You are so talented. If you practice for another two weeks, she will definitely not be your opponent. You have only just started racing. It is already a great achievement for you to successfully complete a drift. There is really no need to care so much about winning or losing."

"I really don't care about winning or losing. I've lost plenty of times in my life over the past 20 years."

Zhao Yingjun steadied the steering wheel and turned to look at Lin Xian, his eyes were unusually firm:

"【But I just don’t want to lose to her.】"

Lin Xian and Zhao Yingjun looked at each other.

This kind of look in her eyes... was the second time Lin Xian had seen it.

The last time I saw such a look was the night when the Bentley GT flew over the viaduct, the night when the moonlight was so beautiful and the floating frost was shining. The look in Zhao Yingjun's eyes, reflecting the neon lights on the other side of the Huangpu River, told him firmly...

"I don't live for them, and I don't need to prove anything to please them. This is also what I want to tell you, Lin Xian..."

“You must do what you like, do what you are willing to stick to, do something not to prove something to others, but something you are willing to gamble your whole life on.”

“Even if you haven’t found it yet, or something worth your effort… don’t be anxious, don’t be confused, and don’t force yourself to chase after something.”

"That's enough, Lin Xian. You don't have to deliberately make yourself extraordinary. I believe in you... you are destined to be extraordinary."

……

Suddenly I recalled what Zhao Yingjun said to me on the riverside elevated road a few months ago. It seemed like a long time ago.

Standing in his current situation, Lin Xian looked back at these words and seemed to have a completely new feeling and understanding.

Don't want to lose.

He is the same as Zhao Yingjun.

In this world, there are always some things that they don't want to lose.

Snapped.

Lin Xian stretched out his left hand and pressed it on Zhao Yingjun's right hand, which was tightly gripping the steering wheel.

Small and smooth, it covered Zhao Yingjun's small hand, pressing hard on the steering wheel. Her index finger deftly moved the shift paddle behind the steering wheel, lowering the Ferrari by two gears.

Zhao Yingjun opened his lips slightly and looked at Lin Xian who was holding his right hand.

"Did you know that there is a "death mode" in the Ferrari's car program?"

Lin Xian put his thumb on the Manettino knob on the Ferrari steering wheel, which is a control system transplanted from the F1 racing car. He turned the knob to the far right for 3 seconds.

Didi!

There were two quick beeps, and the red lights on the dashboard lit up! All in a flash!
Body stability system, traction control system, electronic differential, transmission shift mode... and so on, all electronic auxiliary systems are forced to shut down!
This performance beast has liberated all restrictions!
Switch to the most extreme, original, violent and limitless manual control mode!
“Press the pedal and never let go.”

Lin Xian held Zhao Yingjun's right hand tightly with his left hand, placed his index finger on the shift paddle, and smiled slightly:
"We'll beat her together."

(End of this chapter)