This is not how you drive a machine!

Chapter 30 Damn, I met...!

After sitting down, Zhao Wen deliberately moved the corner of his clothes.

Then he adjusted his cuffs slightly, rubbed his fingers on the golden cufflinks, and quietly revealed a part of his expensive watch.

The most important thing for a man is to pretend to be cool without being seen.

See? These are all high-end custom products that you can’t buy no matter how much money you spend.

The whole set of movements was smooth and natural, graceful and elegant, and the ending left no trace. After doing all this, he thought that this kid must be feeling inferior.

Driven by inferiority complex, he would not take the initiative to talk to Jiang Xiyue.

How dare a firefly compete with the bright moon?
No matter how the two people met, there is no chance now, haha.

Zhao Wen glanced at Zhou Yun out of the corner of his eye, revealing a part of the brand-name fountain pen on his chest, and then showed a very confident look.

"Oh, nice to meet you."

Zhou Yun calmly moved his butt away from Zhao Wen.

Shit, I met a man!

You're showing off your watch and your good taste in clothes, and you're pretending to be deep. Do you really want to seduce me?

No matter what, stay away from him.

Seeing Zhou Yun's actions, Zhao Wen showed a look of satisfaction, thinking that this kid should retreat obediently now.

Seeing this look, Zhou Yun got goose bumps all over his body. He moved his stool directly to Manager Ye and whispered.

"Manager Ye, be careful, there's something wrong with this guy."

Manager Ye looked up and glanced at Zhao Wen who was posing, and nodded tacitly. This guy really had a problem and was not here for training at all.

Seeing Manager Ye nod, Zhou Yun took a deep breath. The world is so big and full of wonders.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"I want to ask..."

After Zhou Yun expressed his contradictions, Manager Ye fell silent.

"Hmm..." Manager Ye thought for a moment and said, "There really is no better solution to this situation. Security is a very strange thing..."

“You build it up like climbing a mountain, but if there’s even a slight disturbance, it’s like an avalanche, and everything goes to zero.”

"Unless you find a mecha girl who isn't afraid of this, or..."

Finally, Manager Ye gave an answer: "A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water."

Zhou Yun: “???”

"That's right, the way you run is called drifting, right?" Manager Ye shrugged. "If you drift more often, the girl will become numb and get used to it."

"How can we cooperate with this?" Zhou Yun said with a wry smile, "If I do this kind of thing too often, they'll never want to run with me, even if the little cakes are useless."

"That's up to you," Manager Ye said. "You come up with a plan, and I'll fully cooperate."

Zhou Yun started to plan in his mind, feeling that this matter was a bit troublesome.

The essence of drifting is to make the car out of control, and the driver walks on the edge of a knife, and then saves the car when it is about to lose control.

The line between safe and unsafe is quite blurred.

Because Zhou Yun often did this, he saw the boundary as a wide hole, but to Ji Niang, it was just a crack.

How to enlarge this gap?
Zhou Yun had a bunch of plans in his mind, but they were a bit inappropriate...

Just then, cheers were heard outside the workshop.

Zhou Yun turned his head and saw Fang Wei and Wang Yuan leading the cheers. The staff at the stadium also clapped frequently, and everyone's eyes were focused on the track.

In the center of the track, Jiang Xiyue had already finished a lap. She calmly got off the car, took off her helmet, and lifted her sweaty hair.

Behind her, a gentle breeze blew, and feathers with a green glow fluttered.

Ling Yu folded up the car body and stood beside Jiang Xiyue.

Someone called out Jiang Xiyue's name, and then the staff at the track also cheered, with blessings frequently mixed in their words.

“I wish you a successful start this year!”

"Let's compete in the World Championship again this year! First place in the Nimbus!"

"..."

“Thank you, thank you for your support.”

Jiang Xiyue responded to everyone politely with a smile on her face, but she was wondering in her heart, where was Zhou Yun?

She still has one more match to play. Zhou Yun glanced at it, but didn't pay too much attention to it. Instead, he took out his cracked phone and started typing the things he needed for his plan.

Milk tea, small cakes, yogurt, soy sauce, mustard...

Zhao Wen, who was sitting opposite, saw that the time was ripe, ran his hands through his hair, and stood up confidently.

Before leaving, he did not forget to observe Zhou Yun's movements.

Seeing Zhou Yun standing still, Zhao Wen felt quite proud. This guy was really a coward.

Then he grabbed a bottle of yogurt he had just prepared, and like a winner, strode to the center of the crowd, greeting Xiyue with a smile.

I am who I am, a different person from these people.

"Xiyue, thank you for your hard work."

He handed the yogurt to Jiang Xiyue, thinking that he could take care of Xiyue's yogurt from now on.

When Jiang Xiyue saw the yogurt being handed to her, her face trembled.

Should I accept it in front of so many people?
She was sure that as long as she accepted it, Zhao Wen would make a big fuss about her taking something, as he had done before.

If she doesn't answer, maybe rumors will get out, saying that she is ungrateful and annoying.

However, too many lice don't make you itch, and too many debts don't make you worry.

There are so many people who are bashing her online that she has become indifferent.

So she simply ignored Zhao Wenxian's courtesy, asked everyone to go about their own business, and walked directly into the workshop. She had just seen Zhou Yun.

"Zhou Yun! Let's have another match." She sat next to Zhou Yun and said straight to the point.

The crowd dispersed, and Zhao Wen stood at the door of the workshop holding yogurt. The cold wind blew past, and he felt like a stupid dog.

Inexplicably, he could hear the sound of "snowflakes falling, north wind blowing..."

"No!"

……

"No!"

Zhou Yun decisively refused.

He was really scared. If he were to do that again, wouldn't the girl go crazy?

Wouldn’t it be a waste to cultivate the synchronization rate?
"If you really want to compete, then wait until a formal competition." Zhou Yun said, "Private competitions are meaningless."

"Why is it boring?" Jiang Xiyue said, "Isn't it normal for masters to learn from each other?"

Zhou Yun directly took a bottle of yogurt and threw it to her.

"What do you mean!" Jiang Xiyue bit her lip: "Don't you really want to compete with me?"

She felt a little anxious.

She had been stuck for so long and really wanted to make a breakthrough, but she was hesitant to ask for help directly.

Fortunately, she thought of a trick.

"Hehe, are you scared now that I'm Jiang Xiyue?"

Jiang Xiyue crossed her arms, puffed out her chest proudly, and looked at Zhou Yun calmly: "My father said that a racing driver should not be afraid of any challenge. Do you have the nerve to be a racing driver like this?"

Zhou Yun turned his head to look at Jiang Xiyue and almost laughed out loud.

Although the girl tried hard to look down on others, the sincerity between her brows could not be concealed at all.

This girl is not a tsundere type, but she insists on pretending to be one, and her breasts are almost reaching the sky.

He finally couldn't help laughing.

"why are you laughing!"

Jiang Xiyue asked with some confusion.

According to the novels she had read, Zhou Yun shouldn't be "tolerable but intolerable", "Although I'm just a small driver, I'm not someone you can easily mess with"... and so on, shouldn't she come up with a set of operations?

Is my face not mocking enough?

She contorted her face into a villainous expression.

But no matter how fiercely the raccoon bared its teeth and claws, it was still a cute raccoon, and Zhou Yun laughed even more wantonly.

"If you say so, you can't say that."

(End of this chapter)