Chapter 472

There are a total of six countries participating in Formula One, each country has four players, a total of 24 racers, and the results are calculated in the form of points.

The final round requires 28 laps.

The starting positions are assigned according to the previous qualifying session.

Lin Shao was in third place, the first starting position belonged to Captain Jiang, and the second starting position was the South Korean captain, who was said to be the direct disciple of the team coach.

The game is about to start.

Team members walked from the rest area to the track one by one.

Lin Shao took a last sip of water and stood up while wiping the corners of his mouth.

At this moment, this female racing driver from the empire finally appeared clearly on the world racing stage for the first time.

She held the helmet in one hand, and her long black hair was tied behind her head, swinging arrogantly in the air.

A girl's face appeared on the big screen.

His face was expressionless, but it made all the audience amazed, and the voice of the male commentator on the broadcast was even more excited,
"Oh God! I swear to you, this is absolutely the most beautiful oriental I've ever seen! I fell in love with her at first sight!"

Listening to the restless cheers in his ears, Lin Shao's expression did not fluctuate in the slightest.

Behind her parking space was the Italian captain. When she put on the helmet, the handsome captain with blond hair and blue eyes couldn't help but stepped forward, looking at her affectionately and embarrassingly with eyes like a blue sea.
"Lin Shao, if I beat you in this game, can you give me your phone number?"

The collars of the racers are equipped with micro-communicators to notify the outside world to take measures in case of emergencies during the race, so at this moment the captain's words are clearly spread throughout the arena through the loudspeaker.

The audience cheered even more like a rising tide.

Lin Shao raised his eyebrows in the surging cheers, but his face sank slightly.

What's the matter?Are you so confident that you can beat me?
Lin Shao gave him a cold look, but was cut off by another cold voice.

"I'll talk about it when you win."

On the big screen, the stern-looking captain of the Empire appeared on the starting block. He held the helmet in one hand, looked at the Italian captain with cold eyes like needles, and said indifferently in Italian.

"Don't be too conceited, Captain Kyle."

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In front of the camera on one side, cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the assistant director,
"Why didn't I know that this Italian guy would actually add scenes by himself! There is no such paragraph in the script given to him!"

The director's face didn't look much better, he looked at the camera and snorted coldly,
"You selfish little boy from Italy, even poached my crew from the corner of the wall."

The assistant director wiped the cold sweat from his forehead,

"Fortunately, Shen Pianlu and Mu Wenhan reacted quickly enough, otherwise the previous film would have been wasted."

Assistant Yan, who was listening all the time, stared at the "Italian boy" who had already got into the racing car, squinting his fox eyes, thinking about whether to find a time to beat him up.

And the child Chuyang, who was far away from him, but sat obediently, also stared at a pair of brown eyes, and unconsciously glanced coldly at the car of the handsome foreign guy.

There was a slight similarity to Yan Yi's expression beside him.

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The game is about to start.

24 cars are in place on their respective starting positions.

The drivers wore safety helmets and stared at the track ahead like wolves.

The five red lights went out one by one, and all the racing cars rushed out like arrows off the string.

Blood boils at this moment.

The cheers from the auditorium rose wildly like a tidal wave.

(End of this chapter)

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