Chapter 367 Serious Question

"Come on, try on the protective clothing I bought for you. It's Dennis's standard size. I can't order it if you need it urgently, but I've already sent your size to the manufacturer. I'll give you an exclusive version next time. If you want that Such a arrogant and cool person who is worthy of our status as a car god..."

Pulling out a set of white and red protective clothing like a treasure, Chu Xin began to mutter about it.

After all, she is older, so she may be a favored little princess to others, but when it comes to Wang Yan, she is a big sister who can take care of others.

The big words mark the key points and need to be tested.

Well, he is 4 and a half years older...

Wang Yan had never been taken care of like this before, and he felt quite comfortable, grinning and listening to her manipulations.

"Take off your clothes! What else are you looking at?"

The young lady scolded her again, and Mr. Wang secretly said: "Being respectful is not as good as obeying orders, so I won't be polite!"

Then take off your coat.

If you think about it, you will consciously face the wall. The row in the corridor is full of your guys.

The top-level professional protective clothing is a jumpsuit made of flame-retardant fabric. The lining is basically ABS, which is almost completely airtight, so you need to take off your outer clothing when wearing it.

It is best to wear only a layer of thermal underwear or a tight-fitting polyester.

However, getting naked is not recommended unless it’s summer.

The comfort of that thing is so bad, it’s extremely uncomfortable to wear next to your body.

In the middle of winter, Wang Yan's little shirt happened to be a tight-fitting thermal underwear, so he generously unbuttoned his shirt and slipped into the protective clothing.

Chu Xin narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw Wang Yan's broad shoulders and strong chest muscles, and gently poked them upward with his finger.

"Hey, so*! You have a good figure, little brother?"

"Hey, hey, just look, what are you doing with your hands and feet?"

Young Master Wang protested righteously, but he proudly puffed up his chest and divided the group.

"shameless!"

Chu Xin took a sip, but felt that Wang Yan was very interesting.

Look, you have a good face and good driving skills, so it’s fun to show off once in a while.

If you have a bad face and no ability, that means... there should be no chance of being with Chu Xinpi at all, so it's nothing.

The world is too fair.

It took a lot of effort for me to cheat and look good, but I should have special privileges!

The privileged dog had been beautiful for less than three seconds, but suddenly her face froze and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

Chu Xin kept glancing at Wang Yan's expression, and when he saw this, he hurriedly asked: "What's wrong, little brother?"

"Hiss...it's hard to say..."

Wang Yan took a breath of cold air, his face was full of confusion and pain, and he tried his best to push his legs down again.

Chu Xin's gaze went downwards, his face suddenly turned red, he wanted to laugh but was embarrassed, and his expression became extremely weird.

The trouser legs that should normally reach below the ankles are now above the ankles.

Not only that, just go straight to the crotch and crotch shaft, which is tightened very tightly.

Because the jumpsuit is a standard size, corresponding to a height of 180 centimeters, and although Mr. Wang is only 178 centimeters, his body proportions are too golden, and his long legs are unreasonably long, so...

Chu Xin blushed, suppressed a smile, and complained half-seriously: "Next time I send data, please send me a serious leg length..."

You can't think about this carefully, it's all a trap.

The eldest young master just pretended not to hear and turned around: "Sister Xinxin, help me pull the zipper."

Pulls on easily.

Because the upper body clothes have a small section, which is very loose.

Chuxin muttered: "I didn't expect your body proportions to be so good..."

Wang Yan replied casually: "There are many places you didn't expect!"

Then he was slapped again inexplicably.

"Get out! Dirty brother, I need to change clothes!"

Wang Yan finally figured it out. This young lady's mind was not pure at all. How could she have such a high special score...

Well, the conclusion is simple - Sister Liu Yexu must be the Lich King!

It's all you who led my little new sister into mischief.

Wang Yan obediently punched the door, and half a minute later, she called from inside again: "Come in and help me pull the zipper, I can't reach it!"

Nothing fancy happened, and Mr. Wang helped her zip up the protective suit normally.

She was wearing thermal underwear, nothing could be seen from the back, and there was no physical contact when zipping the zipper, so it was difficult to tell the distance of the relationship just by looking at it.

Wang Yan glanced at the favorability score, which was 75, and he had a rough idea.

When she reached about 70 points of favorability, she started to tug on his arm, and she was young, gentle, and decent...

It's hard to tell how much of it is because she regards him as a younger brother and is not so defensive.

Judging from various factors, Chu Xin is a very clean and self-sufficient girl who is very careful about distance.

No wonder it has such a high special score...

If--let's just use an analogy, don't get me wrong!

If you want to experience feelings, you need at least 85 favorability points, plus some tricks, to have a chance.

Of course, Mr. Wang is so upright that it is impossible to trick others.

Even if things fall into place, we, Mr. Wang, have to be polite.

You don’t understand the appearance of a male god.

…

After zipping up and changing their shoes, Wang Yan casually chatted: "Sister Xin Xin, I know you for the first time, what's the word "new" for you?"

"Fresh new."

After the young lady responded, she added a special sentence: "Taken from the Book of Songs: Although Zhou was an old country, his destiny was restored. This is not Crayon Shin-chan!"

"Understood, good moral."

Wang Yan nodded.

I thought to myself: The ladies have already brought out the Book of Songs. If we can’t pick it up, will it look like we are so uneducated?

I haven't read so many books in vain in the past half year. I instantly remembered a famous saying in "The Great Learning" that contains the original text of the Book of Songs, and I picked it up.

"Tang Zhi's "Pan Ming" says: It is new every day, new every day, and new every day. Therefore, a gentleman will do everything he can. My uncle has high expectations for you..."

Halfway through his pretense, before he finished speaking, Chuxin suddenly buckled his helmet on his head and walked out without saying a word.

what's going on? !

Young Master Wang was confused.

It took me a while to think about it before I realized - Damn it, you don't know that my nickname is Gouzi, do you? !

But I really don’t mean that!

The eldest young man only felt that he had been wronged so much that he cursed twice before following him dejectedly.

When I returned to the waiting area, I saw Sister Liu Yexu pulling off Chu Xin's helmet and acting like a hooligan.

"What the hell are you doing after you've been gone for so long?!"

"Girl, let me see if your makeup is gone and if there are any strawberries!"

"Hey, don't make trouble, you two. Why are you making such a fuss in broad daylight?"

Chu Xin refused to let them open their helmet masks, pushing them left and right.

Such behavior naturally aroused great suspicion among the two of them, causing them to scream incessantly.

"Okay, you! Sisters didn't take care of it at first glance. You just had to eat up the white and tender piece of fresh meat, right?!"

"Chu Xin! How about sharing your marriage with your husband?! You are not honest!"

"Hey, how does it taste?!"

"Yes, yes, let's reveal it quietly... huh huh?!"

"Get out! Get out of here!"

Chu Xin couldn't bear the fuss, so she gave up and hurried back to the car, unable to survive.

Young Master Wang saw them suddenly turn their eyes to him, thought for a moment, and put on his helmet silently.

You can't afford to offend me, I'm loved by everyone!

Walking to Rafa, Zhou Jianwu took the initiative to come up and explain the rules.

"Master Wang, there are too many cars today and the speed is too fast. We can't run in one lap. Let's run three laps!"

"Can."

"Then you are in the last pole position, and everyone has unanimously requested that no one else bring a female companion except you, so you give everyone 50 kilograms of counterweight."

In a regular competition, let alone 50 kilograms of counterweight, 5 kilograms can kill someone.

Spending hundreds of millions of dollars to improve the performance of racing cars, often a design change only reduces weight by 0.5 kilograms, which is a matter of every detail.

This shows how much weight affects speed.

But Wang Dashao, the great [Running God of Cars], would be afraid of this?

A group of business players who are like chickens and dogs, so what if they give you 50 kilograms? !

Nodding happily: "No problem."

"Okay! Wangshen is awesome!"

Zhou Jianwu gave a thumbs up and followed Black Tiger to call Wang Shen.

However, one is the God of Hao and the other is the God of Cars, so the meanings are slightly different.

Everyone got in the car, and Wang Yan slowly drove Rafa to the last pole position. Chu Xin was quite unhappy.

"Why do you put us last? There are seven noobs in front of us occupying the road. How can we overtake?"

"It's okay, take your time."

Wang Yan didn't care, he just found it novel and interesting.

A formal race is definitely not like what Wang Yan imagined in the past, with a bunch of cars mingling together, a big Nami standing in front, taking off the cold shield and throwing it into the sky, and then everyone rushes out like a swarm...

This was what Huang Xu and his gang of rookies did last time in the Imperial Capital, so Wang Yan misunderstood it for a while.

But this is not the case.

In a slightly more formal event, the cars start off one after another.

The front and rear cars are 8 meters apart and waiting for the starting instructions.

Give the instruction and the timer starts. It doesn’t matter who crosses the line first, but the final time is used to determine the winner or loser.

Otherwise, security cannot be guaranteed.

They are all luxury cars that cost more than a few million dollars. Is it realistic to go out and play bumper cars together if they cost hundreds of thousands more?

Therefore, Wang Yan's last shot meant that he was 64 meters away from the leading car.

The starting times are more than 8 seconds apart, depending on the event design.

In short, in terms of visual effects, there may not be that fierce side-by-side competition, but each will run his own way.

As the participating cars took their starting positions one after another, the stands became lively.

Today, SSCC has reserved the venue, and there are only a few hundred spectators in the stands that can accommodate 50,000 people.

However, it is not an exaggeration to be rich or noble, and the per capita net worth is tens of millions.

Not only do they love racing, but they also really understand cars, and their comments are very clear and logical.

“I can finally see Rafa’s actual track performance, it’s so cool!”

"Brother, to be fair, Rafa is not necessarily stronger than 599 on the track."

"Yes, there is a difference between a road-legal supercar and a dedicated track version."

"Now there are five professional track cars below, a McLaren P1 of the same level, and a GT3-level modified car, and the lap times are not bad."

"And the Rafa has nearly 50 kilograms more weight, which can almost equalize the technical advantage."

"You're kidding, haven't you seen the video of the car god? You want to lose weight with 50 kilograms?"

"However, Rafa cannot drift like the G65, and the car god's last strategy cannot be used again. Do you admit it?"

"Nothing wrong. The driving skills of the racing god cannot be reflected in the pull. The familiarity with the track is more important. I think the racing god is hanging!"

"You know nothing about real technology! Details, guys!"

"Do you want to bet something?!"

"Come on, who is afraid of who?"

Before the game started, there was a commotion in the stands.

But this is the charm of racing. If you don’t have the ability to end up, you can still feel happy watching it.

Young Master Wang felt even better.

When the accelerator is stepped on, the exhaust pipe makes a roaring sound.

There was a Porsche just in front of it, and the sound was a muffled "woo woo woo" sound.

Wang Yan suddenly wanted to laugh, and asked Chuxin: "Sister Xinxin, what kind of sound do you like?"

Chu Xin was so nervous that he clenched his fists and was stunned when he heard this.

After a while, he suddenly punched me: "Smelly brother! Little hooligan!"

Wang Yan was speechless.

Sister, you are a god...

When it comes to brainstorming, I won’t accept anything but you!

Seeing the lead car finally roaring out, Wang Yan took a deep breath, reached back and touched her helmet, and laughed as a reminder.

"Sister Xin, sit tight and hold on tight...my brother will take you flying!"

When Rafa ejected, Chuxin's mind went blank, and it really felt like he was flying.

From the high-altitude view of the stands, Rafa's acceleration from the start was very aggressive, more aggressive than all previous cars.

When cutting into the first corner, it is an extreme arc.

Cut in close to the outer road, pass along the road bed at the center of the bend, and then align the front of the car close to the edge of the outer road...

After exiting the corner and pressing the accelerator, I was already running neck and neck with the car in front!

The audience suddenly burst into exclamations.

"Damn! He's so handsome! Who said the car god can't run and grab the ground?!"

"Look, look, look, what is the maximum cornering speed of the first corner?!"

"No need to look, I remember it very clearly, T1 spiral curve, 166.5 km/h!"

"What the hell is the technical desk doing?! Why hasn't the data come out yet?!"

The staff who controlled the technical desk were experienced and knew exactly what everyone wanted to see. Soon, the technical data of car No. 8 floated on the big screen.

Average cornering speed: 150.7 km/h!

The stands immediately went crazy.

The remaining 16 km/h gap is entirely due to vehicle performance. It is impossible for a car other than an F1 car to get close to that limit.

Theoretically speaking, 150.7 is already beyond Rafa’s limit!

"Nah! Is Rafa so strong?!"

"Are you so damn good at racing?"

"Kneel down! TC and vehicle stability are all off, and ABS is on. Are you taking your life for granted?"

"Have Xin Xin replaced the hot tires on your car?"

"Definitely not! Why did she change the tire when she had nothing to do? She wanted to run on the track on an impromptu basis today."

"I'm going to...submit..."

There was a lot of yelling outside, but in the car, Chu Xin was trying not to scream.

The road surface of the track is smooth enough, but from the beginning of the track design, there are slopes, height differences, road inclinations, and roadside friction zones.

After the vehicle speed reaches hundreds, the vehicle will still feel bumpy if the shock absorption performance is not good enough.

The Lafa is not a car with very good shock absorption performance.

Now, Wang Yan's top speed reached over 180 as soon as he got up. Chu Xin was sitting in the passenger seat, feeling the air blowing against his face and enduring the sudden bumps. His heart suddenly jumped to his throat. Feel……

It feels like a small boat in the sea, being carried by strong winds and waves, swaying and shaking...

His eyes were watery, his whole body was stiff and tight, but soft inside.

Howling or humming?

This is a serious question.

Until now... I suddenly found that there are several more alliance leaders. I will continue to work... There will be more, either today, tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow. Anyway, there will be ^^