The car is going very fast, please bear with it.

"The car logo."

Liu Jun scratched his head: "We don't have the habit of collecting car logos, but I've heard that some amateur drivers from Japan like to do it."

"Are you from Japan?"

Bing Ge felt a chill run down his spine.

This guy is trying to label himself a traitor.

What a wicked thought.

"Nonsense, just a personal hobby!"

"Alright then." Liu Jun didn't say much more: "The original GTR emblem is worth something, too."

"Time and place?"

I finally fell for it!

Bing sneered inwardly, his smile even more pronounced than AK's: "Tomorrow at 2 PM!"

"I've booked the entire Chongqing Wanqu racetrack."

"Okay." Liu Jun nodded. "We'll be there on time."

"If there's nothing else, you can leave now."

Bing Ge waved his hand: "No rush."

"Since you're already here, could you also help me with some minor adjustments to the car?"

"I'll let you make a little money."

"So that people won't say we're bullying them."

Gan Ning pursed his lips and looked at Liu Jun.

Liu Jun laughed: "Okay."

"I'll revise it for you personally."

"However, you'd better stream the whole thing live, so you don't accuse me of rigging it after you lose."

"Don't worry, I'll do it." Bing chuckled. "Remove the cylinder head, replace the gasket with a 1.6mm one to reduce the compression ratio. Increase the turbocharger to 3.5 bar. Also, a turbo booster, 70mm first-round bolters, and a titanium exhaust pipe. 14K springs for the front and rear suspension. Add STI power locks and slalom to the front, middle, and rear."

"Can it be changed?"

Gan Ning looked slightly surprised.

This guy... seems to have some skills.

"Yes, of course." Liu Jun remained unfazed and cheerful. "However, I must advise you that although there is a precedent of increasing the turbo pressure of your high-performance GTR to 4.1 bar, that is the absolute limit, and it is not designed for track use, but for 0-400 km/h acceleration."

"It could be scrapped at any time."

"Even if you lower it to 3.5, it's still very dangerous. The probability of the turbo kicking in is more than 60% higher than if you upgraded it to 3. Are you sure you want to modify it like this?"

Gan Ning smiled.

emmm...

indeed.

This so-called "Ice Bro" seems to have some skills and is quite professional.

But when compared like this, the difference in quality becomes immediately apparent.

She finally realized what was going on.

In essence, Bing Ge's actions were simply an attempt to show off his muscles and professional knowledge, while also putting pressure on himself and Liu Jun.

But it's clear that Liu Jun is more professional.

Who ultimately bears the pressure?

Everyone knows the truth.

"hehe."

She couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Bing Ge's expression turned somewhat grim: "I have my reasons for making these changes, so just tell me whether or not they can be changed!"

"Yes, I can." Liu Jun shrugged. "Why wouldn't I make money if it's available?"

"If the turbo blows up, don't say I didn't warn you."

Then, the modifications were made according to Bing Ge's requirements.

Both parties are live-streaming the modification process.

The main point is to be open and aboveboard and exempt from liability. Anyway, I made normal modifications and didn't do anything dirty. If I lose or something goes wrong, don't come after me.

We don't agree.

It took most of the day.

The modification was completed as the sun set.

Liu Jun tested the relevant data from beginning to end to ensure that it met his requirements.

"It's fixed."

"Would you like to take a look?"

Bing Ge's face turned a little dark.

seem···

That's a stupid move.

They wanted to take the initiative, but ended up losing the initiative themselves.

This guy is even more professional than me?

Damn, what a miscalculation.

He took a deep breath and smiled, "The skill is good, no problem. How much?"

Gan Ning spoke quietly: "There are quite a few changes, but not many parts have been replaced."

"The main cost is labor, which involves a lot of disassembly and reassembly."

"Let's offer a friendly price."

"16888".

Is this what they call a "friendship price"?

I'll find someone to modify it myself; I'm afraid it will be half the price!

Bing was unhappy, but he had come to provoke them first, and now he was haggling over the price, making it seem like he had no money and couldn't afford it.

He can't afford to lose face.

I had no choice but to grit my teeth and pay.

"Then we'll take our leave. See you on the track tomorrow."

「···」

Seeing them leave triumphantly, Liu Jun gave Gan Ning a thumbs-up: "Well done."

"Let's pack up, eat, rest, and recharge. Tomorrow we'll wipe them out completely!"

Inside the live stream, the audience was enthusiastic, and the chat was flooded with comments.

"Wow, that's amazing!"

"This car is modified so professionally, no wonder he's a professional driver."

"Hilarious, came to show off but got fucked instead."

"Keep it up tomorrow!"

"Get them!"

"I could tell from his expression that it was expensive, but I also wanted to say well done."

「···」

His fan base has skyrocketed to 150,000 and is still growing.

Among them, the prodigal son has quite a few fans.

······

Inside a luxury villa.

"Little Goldfish, are you really going to watch their match tomorrow?"

"They'll definitely be live-streaming it, isn't it good to watch live-streaming?"

"Sissi," the little goldfish whispered, "I think it'll be much more exciting and atmospheric watching it live. Will you come with me?"

Sisi sighed helplessly, "I just can't do anything with you."

······

hospital.

The prodigal son stroked his chin: "Live stream tomorrow afternoon."

"I'll livestream myself watching my benefactor's match from my hospital bed, and I'll even get to experience being a commentator!"

"I have a foul mouth? I'm not a professional, I just naturally have a foul mouth, so what's the problem?"

At the same time, he was also thinking about his future livelihood.

I definitely can't be a competitive eater anymore.

If I continue in this position, I could die suddenly at any moment.

Then I'll have to change careers, but all I know is live streaming. I really need to think about the direction and content of my live streams. Maybe a racing-related path would be a good option?

······

early morning.

Liu Jun got up but couldn't find Gan Ning.

When I went down to the attic, I found that she had already lifted the panda up and was checking and maintaining it.

At this moment, she was extremely focused.

She was meticulous and attentive, and her whole being seemed to radiate light.

Liu Jun was so engrossed in watching that he didn't disturb her. He simply sat at the top of the stairs and watched her adjust the vehicle with a tender expression.

But almost at the same time, Gan Ning noticed him: "You're up?"

"I'll go cook."

How could you not see your loved one when they're right in your peripheral vision?

"I'll go, you go ahead and get busy." Liu Jun smiled and got up to get to work.

They set off at nine o'clock in the morning.

The live stream then began.

"Just to give you an update, we are on our way to Wan District. Because the journey is relatively long, we need to set off earlier than planned."

"Won't driving for several hours before the race affect your performance? I'd like to ask our General Dawei about that."

Liu Jun calmly responded, "It will definitely have an impact."

"But if the opponent is that Ice Bro, it doesn't matter."

Upon hearing this, the fans immediately went into a frenzy.

······

It's 2 PM.

The Wanqu racetrack was packed with spectators; in peacetime, there's never a shortage of people who love a good show.

Liu Jun, Bing Ge, and others met.

Several live streams are rapidly gaining viewers.

"How do we compete?" Liu Jun asked calmly. "Let's clarify the rules first to avoid trouble later."

"That's exactly what I was thinking," Bing Ge said. "The Wanzhou circuit is 5.2 kilometers long; one lap is too short to create a significant gap. How many laps do you think would be appropriate?"

"Six laps it is then, about thirty-one kilometers, that's about right." Liu Jun settled on the number of laps: "And the running method?"

"Single-cycling lap time or track racing?"

Bing Ge responded immediately: "Bike laps."

Trying to frame me?

You're a rally driver, your specialty is racing in the same race. If I try to race in the same race with you, what's the difference between that and suicide?