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

"Alright."

Liu Jun didn't argue with Bing Ge.

There are actually two ways to drive a race car.

Multiple cars racing on the same track is more complex, but also more exciting and entertaining.

Cycling lap times are more focused and allow you to concentrate on achieving maximum speed. Generally speaking, cycling lap times are done to set a record.

He turned his head and looked at the gantry at the finish line of the track.

There was a simple digital display screen on it, with red background and black text, showing the current fastest lap record for this track.

1 minute 32.2 seconds.

For a track that's over five kilometers long, without any long straights, this speed is already quite fast.

He's definitely at a professional driver level, but not quite at the top.

"What, trying to break the record?"

When Bing saw Liu Jun looking at the gantry, he couldn't help but chuckle: "Three years ago, a team of lithography drivers passed by and got carried away."

"Although it was just a record I casually broke by borrowing a modified gasoline car from Taichung, it was still data from the team of drivers."

"It's been hanging here for three years, and no one has been able to break it."

"You're a professional racer too, why don't you break it open and take a look?"

Anyone could hear the veiled meaning in his words.

Liu Jun pondered seriously and said, "We can give it a try."

He originally wanted to say it wasn't a big problem, but that seemed too pretentious.

In his opinion, a time of 1 minute and 54 seconds, if achieved with a C-class modified car, would be at the level of a top-to-bottom amateur or mid-level professional driver.

The fact that the lithography team produced these figures clearly indicates that the car at the time was truly inadequate.

My Panda isn't exactly an A-class car, but breaking the record shouldn't be a problem.

Bing and his friends burst out laughing instantly: "Did you guys hear that?"

"This eccentric general is going to break the record of the lithography team. We'll have to wait and see."

Then, seeing the barrage of mocking and abusive comments filling the live stream, his smile widened.

However, most viewers in Liu Jun's live stream had different opinions and expressed their anticipation.

"Hey streamer, let's go!"

"Slap him in the face."

"Damn it, that idiot is such a show-off, calling himself 'Handsome Bing' or 'Brother Bing,' he's just a nobody, handsome, pfft."

"Record broken!"

"Upstairs, the streamer just said it's worth a try, don't stir up trouble. That's a record left by the LightKi team of drivers, it's not that easy to break!"

"Even if we could break through, we should hold back. After all, we are the lithography team. The martial arts world is not just about fighting and killing, but about human relationships and social interactions."

"That's true."

「···」

······

Liu Jun didn't pay much attention to the live stream, and simply responded calmly again: "Will you bring the navigators?"

Bing Ge flatly refused: "No way!"

I don't have a professional navigator, and I'm not stupid, so how could I possibly compete with you in running with a navigator?

"OK."

Liu Jun remained unconcerned: "Then you run first?"

Bing Ge laughed: "How about I let you run first?"

"Otherwise, I'm afraid it will put pressure on you."

Liu Jun scratched his head.

pressure?

Tsk.

"You go first."

"Then I won't stand on ceremony." Brother Bing turned his head: "Get ready, we'll depart in five minutes!"

Immediately, he led his team to get busy and get things done.

Liu Jun then pulled Gan Ning to the side of the stands to watch the excitement.

"I saw some fans say that Langzi is rebroadcasting our live stream, and many people came from there, so our popularity has increased a lot."

Liu Jun asked in surprise, "He's still in the hospital, isn't he?"

Gan Ning lowered his voice: "He probably remembers what happened that night."

"Probably." Liu Jun sighed, "It seems he's a decent person."

"Um."

The two chatted casually.

Just then, a girl suddenly approached.

She was in her early twenties, dressed elegantly but not extravagantly, and her makeup was clearly done by a master.

You can tell at a glance that she's a wealthy woman.

Aren't you worried?

She asked curiously, "As far as I know, that so-called Brother Bing arrived very early this morning and ran at least twenty laps beforehand. He can be said to be very familiar with this track now."

"And the fastest lap was a time of 1 minute 56.9 seconds, and you guys still have the nerve to joke around?"

"Shouldn't we be more focused and prepared now, so we can watch the big screen carefully after he starts, observe the details of each turn, and learn from his running style?"

Liu Jun blinked.

Gan Ning asked in surprise, "Who are you?"

"Liu Qian is just a passerby, here to watch the show." She shrugged. "That's not important."

"The important question is, aren't you all really nervous?"

"You don't take that guy seriously?"

"Oh." Gan Ning looked at Liu Jun: "Ask him."

Liu Jun laughed and said, "I'm not blind, he can still see it."

Liu Qian was speechless for a moment.

"You really are..."

"Fine, I've said what I needed to say anyway, think what you want."

After saying that, she turned and left without any hesitation.

"Strange person," Gan Ning muttered to himself, "He seems to care about you a lot, but he doesn't actually. How weird."

Liu Jun nodded: "It is a bit strange."

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A corner of the stands.

Liu Qian sat next to her friend and complained, "It's infuriating."

"The message was delivered, but that guy didn't take it seriously at all."

"Hey little goldfish, why are you so interested?"

"It's so annoying that I have to be so eager to please them and they don't even reciprocate."

"Oh, thank you so much," the little goldfish said with a smile, trying to comfort her.

But what I found even more intriguing was my curiosity.

Completely indifferent?

Is it arrogance, or... confidence?

······

In the ward.

Having not eaten for days and surviving on intravenous nutrition, the prodigal son forced himself to face the camera and said, "Look, that bastard is starting to run away."

"Driving a GTR, aren't you afraid of getting into a car accident?"

"This curve, tsk, even someone like me who doesn't know much about cars can see that there's a problem with the handling; the details aren't perfect."

"It's fast in a straight line, like a big black rat."

"What do you mean I don't understand?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I've never driven a race car, but haven't I at least ridden in one? Even if I haven't eaten pork, I've seen pigs run! If you ask me, he's far from it!"

「···」

In the live stream, many people were criticizing him.

But the prodigal son debated with the group of scholars, growing stronger with each battle.

This isn't just stubbornness; he really did ride it!

Although he was in a daze and his feelings weren't very clear, his intuition told him that the one driven by Brother Bing was nowhere near as good as Liu Jun's!

······

First lap, 1 minute 56.8 seconds!

Bing's assistants cheered excitedly.

The onlookers and passersby also erupted in gasps of amazement.

"Wow, you broke his personal record?" Gan Ning turned his head. "What do you think? Give me your comments?"

Liu Jun smiled and said, "I won't go into details about the operation. Everyone has their own habits and driving style. Judging from this speed, it's not bad among amateur drivers."

Gan Ning then changed the subject: "Are you under pressure?"

Liu Jun blinked: "Guess?"

"I'm guessing!" Gan Ning rolled his eyes. "Don't I know you? The moment you tap me, I know what you're going to do."

"Judging from your expression, tsk, it's a sure thing."

Liu Jun chuckled: "Then why did you ask?"

"Shouldn't we try to talk to him? Otherwise, just watching him run away would be so boring."

"That's true."