Automotive Black Technology Chapter 301: ：Men’s intuition

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The products produced by the X super production line must be high-quality, so the sound insulation of the mini car Li Fanyu is driving can be said to be quite good.

Even so, the cheers outside that seemed to disperse the clouds in the sky still made him feel as if his hearing had been robbed.

Five minutes is either long or short, and everyone in the stands wants to watch it for a little longer.

And Li Fanyu kept doing technical moves in the car, and it felt like this time was too long.

After seeing the scorer in the center of the field clearly from the corner of his eye, Li Fanyu felt that it was almost done. The average decibel level has now been maintained at 81, completely destroying all previous opponents.

Ranked number one!

So after the car slowed down, he casually made a few large tail flicks and passed the remaining minute.

But the atmosphere has already been heated up. Under the almost hysterical hype of the DJ guy, even his mischievous actions were met with continuous cheers from the stands.

It wasn't until he saw the DJ signaling to him that the time was up that he straightened his car, opened the car window and stretched out his arms, waved to the audience and returned to the departure point.

As soon as he got out of the car, he was surrounded by people who were already waiting there. There were about thirty people in that group, including both spectators and uniformed staff.

"I bought it! Mr. Li, your performance just now was really amazing!"

"Do you know what you just did? Fifty thousand people in the stadium are standing up and cheering for you! God, I have never seen such a wonderful exhibition game!"

"Can you give me your gloves? From now on, I will be your most loyal fan!"

"I want it too! I want it too!"

After the game in sports, there are always some interesting rules.

The most common thing is that athletes give the equipment they used in the competition to the audience as a benefit; for example, after basketball, football, track and field competitions, they throw their tops into the stands, and in diving and swimming, they throw their swimming caps. Javelin throwers and discus throwers...ahem, also throw their tops.

When it comes to racing, I usually just throw my gloves.

Why class? Because the racing driver's clothes are one piece, you can't walk back in your underpants after the race, and the cost of the flame-retardant racing suit is a little bit high, and among all the equipment, gloves are the cheapest...

There is still a helmet... but throwing a helmet weighing more than three kilograms into the auditorium will cause a lot of hatred between the driver and the audience...

Because of this unspoken rule, before Li Fanyu had time to react, the pair of non-slip gloves soaked with sweat from his palms was snatched away by someone.

Before he could react, the helmet tucked under the creaking nest also disappeared with a roar of laughter.

As soon as he stretched out his hand to grab the "robber", the marker was thrust into his hand, and then a pair of 36D **** came in front of him. He was so frightened that he quickly signed his own name.

……

After a period of confusion, Li Fanyu finally got away. Only then did he realize that the surroundings were strange and deadly.

I saw that the drivers who had already finished the exhibition race and should have returned to the rest area were all staring at me at the departure point.

Li Fanyu took a moment to look around and saw the eldest brother, Black Anthony.

"Uh... Ha, I just said that the one who strikes first may not necessarily have a good card, right?" He raised his eyebrows and smiled at Anthony.

A burst of blue and red could also be seen on the eldest brother's dark face. Facing Li Fanyu's ridicule, he snorted coldly, turned around and strode away.

"Damn it! Damn it! What kind of country is this?! It's so evil!" Anthony walked, kicking all the objects he saw into the sky.

The angry and frustrated attitude made all the riders want to laugh but couldn't.

Is it evil?

Of course!

Even Ji Xielonggui, who has won the World Drift Championship twice in a row, thinks that it is absolutely impossible to perform a large drift at a speed of 150 miles.

In his opinion, if the vehicle speed exceeds 100KM/H, it is already playing on the red line. One bad thing is the rhythm of cars crashing and people dying.

But what about the guy in front of me? ...One hundred and fifty miles! This completely violates the laws of physics! How on earth did he maintain control of the car in that situation?

In fact, all the riders present had similar thoughts to Chi Xie.

But even though they were curious, they couldn't ask out loud - it was related to technical issues, and strictly speaking, Li Fanyu was still their competitor.

So the atmosphere became extremely weird, as people were itching to speak but hesitated to speak.

In Li Fanyu's view, these people are like big girls rushing to get a warm bed. I want it, but I’m also shy.

Finally, one of the riders who couldn't stand it showed up.

Job Lees took a step forward and stretched out his right hand to Li Fanyu first, "Congratulations, Li! How did you do that?"

While the guy was talking, he was making circles with his hands; he really didn't know what to call the group of movements just now.

How on earth is it done?

You ask me who the **** am I going to ask?

Xapp's skills are like being imprinted on his own genes. When he performed the action just now, Li Fanyu only formed a general idea in his mind. The rest was just a series of subconscious actions and random actions. Something inexplicable inspired by adrenaline.

If you really want to explain how it is done, then maybe... only the lyrics in "RememberTheName" can explain it.

He pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "Ten percent luck, 20% skill, 15% concentration, 5% passion, 50% pain, and... There is... one hundred percent reason."

Joblis was stunned for a moment, then shrugged helplessly at the people behind him, then turned around and laughed at himself: "OK, my friend, since you don't want to say it, I'll just leave it alone. There's no need to prevaricate like this."

Li Fanyu followed his example and spread his hands in an American style, expressing non-committal.

Just when all the drivers were sighing because of the unresolved doubts, a figure wearing a white racing suit with red stripes walked in from the passage.

The flame-retardant racing suit is very bulky, and it wraps the body of the incoming man tightly. Unlike other drivers, the visitor wore the same white mask as the F1 driver, and no other face could be seen except for his eyebrows.

"I really want to know what the 100% reason is."

Li Fanyu turned around and was immediately attracted by those heroic features.

This is a woman.

Although the other party kept a tight seal on him, Li Fanyu could tell the difference immediately with his intuition.

What kind of intuition is it?

Well, it is impossible for such a thin man to have such big chest muscles! (To be continued.)