Easy Farmer

Chapter 121 Is this a motorcycle worth more than 2 yuan?

"Hey, what are you doing over there?"

When the car was approaching the urban area but before leaving the suburbs, the two suddenly saw a wide area surrounded by many people, and there was a banner on it:
"The Seventh Honghui District Motorcycle Competition."

"Hey, it's a motorcycle race!"

Lin Yiran, who was slowly stopping the car, suddenly became excited, grabbing Lin Dong's arm and shaking it vigorously.

"What happened to the motorcycle race?"

Lin Dong was at a loss.

"I want to participate in the motorcycle race and have fun, but this kind of registration must have ended very early. We can only see."

Lin Yiran was a little disappointed.

"Ok?"

Seeing Lin Yiran's slightly disappointed face, Lin Dong's heart skipped a beat.

"Come with me, isn't it just to participate in a motorcycle race, it's very easy!"

Lin Dong got out of the car without shame, asked Lin Yiran to lock the door, and dragged her to the starting point of the race carelessly.

At this moment, the motorcycle race still has half an hour to start, but a row of cars has already been lined up at the starting point, and when the race starts, the riders will all get on their own bikes and start off.

There was a driver wearing a helmet and an orange leather uniform drinking mineral water beside a motorcycle, as if he had just returned from a test drive.

"Hey, buddy, how much is the No.1 prize money for this competition?"

Lin Dong, who was following Lin Yiran, patted him on the shoulder, glanced around and said casually.

"Huh? No. 1 thirty thousand."

The driver raised his head and looked at Lin Dong inexplicably, and then thought to himself to talk to him, telling him why.

"Oh, how much is your motorcycle?"

Lin Dong stared straight at him and asked again.

"More than 2."

The driver didn't want to talk to Lin Dong at first, but Lin Dong's strong aura made him answer subconsciously, and then regretted it again, and told him what the hell!

He got up and wanted to leave, too lazy to talk to this inexplicable guy.

"Wait, here is [-], give me your qualification."

Lin Dong took out the check in his bosom, took a staff member's pen and wrote one hundred thousand in a swish, and then pinned the check in front of the driver who turned to leave.

The driver was choked up, looked at the number on the check in astonishment, then turned around and stared at Lin Dong in disbelief, pointed at the check and then at himself, does that mean it's for me?
Lin Dong nodded:
"The check is real, and it can be exchanged for cash in the bank immediately, as long as you give me the qualifications for the race and the motorcycle."

The driver seemed to be stunned by the great happiness of the day. No.1's bonus of 2 yuan was real, but his motorcycle was more than [-] yuan fake, and his skills were average. There are at most seven or eight people among them, and they don't have a dime.

Now that someone offered [-] yuan, it could be said that it was just to buy his motorcycle, which made him ecstatic.

The driver nodded hurriedly, pulled the check into his hands and stuffed it into his arms, and gave him the car keys as if afraid of Lin Dong's remorse, and told him his name, and then he was going to exchange the check for money.

"Isn't it too simple and rude for you to do this?"

Lin Yiran watched Lin Dong get a qualification for the competition within a few minutes, she opened her mouth wide and thought it was too fast.

"Simple and rude is the most effective solution."

Lin Dong turned around and smiled.

"But it seems that only one person can ride it? I want to sit on the back of your motorcycle."

Lin Yiran said with some displeasure.

"No problem, just sit right behind me when the game starts."

Lin Dong waved his hands carelessly.

Soon the game started.

"All riders, please return to your motorcycles, the race is about to begin!"

A referee with a beer belly and a bald forehead shouted from the starting line with a loudspeaker.

"Hey, why is there someone on the back of that No. [-] motorcycle! Come down quickly!"

When the referee saw Lin Yiran in the back seat of Lin Dong, he shouted with a loudspeaker.

Following his big horn, many people looked over and started talking about it.

Lin Dong, who had already expected such a situation, comforted Lin Yiran who was a little embarrassed under so many people's gaze, then got out of the car and walked towards the referee.

"Uncle, a little gift, it means something."

Lin Dong chuckled and stuffed a check into his hand.

The referee opened his eyes wide, and was about to say something, his eyes glanced at the number with four zeros behind the one on the check, and then he shut up again.

"Thank you."

Lin Dong laughed.

"But if something happens, you are responsible for it! We don't care about it!"

The referee said to Lin Dong in a stern voice.

"no problem."

Lin Dong walked away with a smile on his face, and rode back to the car.

"How about it, can you give me a ride? Just forget it if you can't, to avoid embarrassment."

As Lin Yiran was about to go down, Lin Dong grabbed her.

"With me here, it's no problem, just sit behind me with peace of mind."

Lin Dong didn't care.

"Okay, everyone takes their places, countdown, five, four."

The referee who spoke again did not let Lin Yiran get off the car. The spectators and drivers beside him had some discussions, but no one made any noise.

After all, how many people can be carried on a motorcycle is related to their woolen business, and for the driver, carrying one more person will add dozens of kilograms, and the speed and performance of the motorcycle will definitely be reduced. said.

"Three, two, one, start!"

The referee blew the whistle, and the motorcycle that had already started and made the sound of rumbling engines was turned to the maximum in an instant, and more than a dozen motorcycles flew out at the same time like sharp arrows.

In this race, there was an extremely fast unmanned small plane in the sky with a camera under it to shoot the whole course on the track, and there was also a car on the track to follow the whole process.

The whole process of the race will be presented on the big screen before the starting point, and everyone will exclaim at the same time when they see the motorcycle soaring out at that moment, as if they were on the scene.

Lin Dong, who was riding an underbone bike, was hunched over, staring straight ahead as sharply as a wolf or a tiger, and the accelerator was turned to the maximum.

However, compared with other motorcycles, the performance of this motorcycle is simply left behind by several streets. Although it is much better and faster than the motorcycles that usually solicit passengers on the side of the road, it is not as good as other motorcycles. Compared with the professional motorcycles that come to the competition, it can't be compared at all!
So much so that he was thrown far away by more than a dozen motorcycles on the straight road in front of him, ranking second and third from the bottom, and behind him was the type of motorcycle that was worse than him.

"******, this is a motorcycle worth more than 2 yuan? Stab your mother!"

Lin Dong, who wished he could fly the car, cursed angrily, knowing that the bastard driver had tricked him.

"In a straight line, only you are overtaken. Only when you overtake on the inside of a curve can you get a better ranking."

Lin Dong thought to himself, thinking secretly, but he hadn't seen the field beforehand, and he didn't know how many curves there were in front of him.

Lin Yiran, who was wearing a helmet, hugged his back tightly. Although this speed was not fast compared with other drivers, it was almost flying for her, and she could hear it even through a thick helmet. The sound of the howling wind blowing around when the motorcycle was sprinting at high speed.

After experiencing such a fast speed, Lin Yiran screamed excitedly, her heart was pounding, she felt that if the speed of the car was faster, she could really fly!

This unparalleled stimulation made her adrenaline secrete rapidly, and she slowly stood up while grabbing Lin Dong's shoulder.

The wind howled more and more, and she could clearly hear the roar of the motorcycle engine coming from all directions, but it made her nerves more active and excited like a stimulant.

"Quicker! Faster! Overtake the one in front! We're going to be first! First!"

Knowing that her motorcycle was the third from last, Lin Yiran sat down and shouted hoarsely through the helmet next to Lin Dong's ear.

After receiving his wife's instructions, Lin Dong became more and more eager to overtake, but he had no choice but to ride the straight line for so long and there was no sign of a curve, and the first few motorcycles were so fast that they could hardly see their shadows.

Lin Dong was so anxious that the accelerator was almost broken, but the speed was almost at the extreme.

The starting line is displayed next to the monitoring screen, and the referee is explaining with a red face.

"In the first stage, the performance of motorcycles on a straight line is very important. Now the top three motorcycles are all the top brands in the world."

"However, it is impossible for us to win the competition based on the performance of motorcycles alone. The purpose of our competition is people-oriented. If our riders do not have a high level of motorcycle skills in this year's competition, it is absolutely impossible to get a good ranking. We have carefully selected the longest and most rugged road with the most and most dangerous corners, and even many of them are narrow and continuous corners, and there are many unpredictable road conditions.”

"So, the best car is not the first, the driver's skill is the key! Will the last few drivers counterattack? So, what will be the real result of the race, let's wait and see!"

The audience listening to the referee's commentary stared intently at the huge electronic screen that was divided into several pieces. The motorcycles in the front had already led the cars behind by nearly four or five miles.

It is really difficult for the motorcycle behind to overtake.
The trees on both sides of the road passed by in a flash, and gradually changed from a wide asphalt road in a suburban town to a concrete road in the suburbs. The motorcycle was a bit bumpy when driving.

"Finally there is a bend!"

Lin Dong, who had been staring at the front all the time, suddenly had his eyes lit up, and a narrow bend almost at a right angle appeared in front of him.

At this time, the distance between the cars has been widened. Although he is still the third from the bottom, he is far away from the two cars behind.

But at the same time, he was thrown away by the motorcycle that was always visible in front and gradually disappeared, only the black smoke billowing from the exhaust pipe.

(End of this chapter)