Daily synopsis: My superpowers are updated every season

"What do you know!"

After Ji Yangyang's face changed for a while, he finally adjusted his mood and sneered: "You have never raced a car, how can you know that racing is more about talent than studying!

It is not what you think that you can win a prize just because you have money.

Your words of envy, jealousy and hatred are just like peasants imagining that the emperor eats white flour buns and uses a golden hoe, all of which are just fantasies.

There is no basis!

Racing is not what you think!"

"Do you want to bet?" He Chen looked at Ji Yangyang, who was acting cool again, with a playful look.

"What to bet on?" Ji Yangyang's face changed slightly, and he responded immediately, with an expression that said, as long as you dare to say it, I dare to bet.

"Let's bet on racing!" He Chen laughed and said, "As you said, I don't even know what a racing track looks like, let alone training for racing. I've never been in contact with it.

Since you said that racing is a science and talent-oriented thing, and it's not as low-level as I imagined, then I'll bet with you.

You'll know after a competition on the racing track.

If you can't even beat me, a novice who's just come into contact with it for the first time, do you still have the face to brag about advanced, talent, and dreams?"

"Impossible!" Ji Yangyang sneered, "You can't beat me!"

Just kidding!

He was determined to learn from Han Han and become a professional racing driver. He usually treated his uncle's racing track as a classroom. He felt uncomfortable if he didn't run for a few hours every day.

Maybe he can't compare to professional racing drivers, but among amateur racing drivers, he is also a top expert.

He was challenged by a guy who had never been in contact with racing before, and he looked like he was sure of winning. This made him feel ridiculous and underestimated.

"Maybe or not, we won't know until we compete." He Chen sneered, "You don't even dare to do this, do you?"

"Don't dare?" Ji Yangyang sneered, "I just don't want to bully a novice like you, but if you insist on being bullied, of course I can help you!

What time, place and bet, you decide!"

"You don't go to self-study, are you going to your uncle's racetrack again? Then let's go together now!" He Chen smiled slightly, "After the competition, I still have to go home to practice martial arts. I'm not deliberately imitating Guan Erye's warm wine and beheading Hua Xiong. I really don't have the time to waste on you! It's not worth it!

The bet!

If you lose, you just shout "I am a racer" three times in front of everyone at the morning exercise meeting, that's it!"

"You!" Ji Yangyang was furious again.

This bet seems nothing, but it's too disgusting.

It's just like Lu Xiucai in "Wulin Wai Zhuan" who had to shout "I am a scholar" three times in public after losing.

Lu Xiucai was very proud of being a scholar. He shouted like this after losing, which was simply a severe derogation and ridicule of the sacred scholar in his mind.

At this moment, he wanted to be a racing driver. If he still lost, he would be asked to say in public that he was a racing driver...

"What if you lose?"

"Of course it's up to you!"

"Then I want you to go up and shout "I am a turtle bastard!" three times in public at the morning exercise meeting!" Ji Yangyang sneered.

"This..." Deng Xiaoqi couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Compared with He Chen's euphemism, Ji Yangyang was too rude.

"It's just a happy decision!" He Chen didn't care at all, which made Deng Xiaoqi anxious. She came over and reminded him again and again that this was not a joke.

Ji Yangyang was also in doubt.

He Chen was really too confident. He was willing to admit defeat even with such a shameful statement. Is he really that confident?

Could it be that this was not He Chen's first time to race?

But he had practiced before and his level was not low?

After this thought flashed through his mind, Ji Yangyang denied it.

Because racing is a small circle, if there is a master of the same age who can beat him, he must know it.

And although he doesn't want to admit it, it does cost money and time and energy to play racing to a high level.

How can you practice your skills without spending money and often hanging out at the racing track?

He Chen, the school idol who is the focus of the whole school, has a family situation. Everyone knows that he doesn't have the conditions.

And there is also the hard power of racing cars.

He uses karts for racing, but his uncle who runs a racing track specially found a master to adjust it. It is a special kart that is most suitable for him to display his strength.

With so many advantages in him, even if He Chen is not in contact with racing for the first time, and even if he has played it before and thinks he is quite talented, he can't beat him.

If he loses like this, he will really lose face.

But seeing He Chen's confident look, he looks confident, but he is still a little uneasy in his heart.

Until I heard He Chen said after being persuaded by Deng Xiaoqi, "Don't worry, if it comes to studying and taking math exams, if he likes it and studies Olympiad mathematics all day, I may not dare to compete with him, so as not to humiliate myself.

But what technical content can racing have?

It's just a combination of steering wheel, accelerator, brake, etc.

What's the talent or not!

Without the barrier threshold that requires spending money, who can't do it?

Who is not a natural driver?"

"Ignorance is fearless!" Ji Yangyang was completely relieved after hearing this, and looked at He Chen with disdain, thinking 'I can do it too'.

"Don't waste time, do you want to bet?" He Chen was too lazy to waste time.

He would have to practice when he returned later.

"I'm not afraid of you!" Ji Yangyang sneered and reported the address of his uncle's racing field. He asked He Chen to go there by himself, and then he went ahead and prepared to go back to let his uncle clear the field and prepare the venue for him to bully the weak.

Deng Xiaoqi saw that He Chen was really serious, and she didn't care about going to professional classes. She gritted her teeth and followed He Chen to the racing field.

Such an exciting competition is an unforgettable memory of a lifetime. If it is spread now, I am afraid that people like my best friend Lin Miaomiao will skip evening self-study and run to watch.

But now she has the honor to witness it with her own eyes, so what professional classes are there for!

Racing field.

When He Chen and Deng Xiaoqi arrived, the field had been cleared, and Ji Yangyang's uncle looked at He Chen with scrutiny: "Are you He Chen?"

"It's me!" He Chen nodded.

"Young people should not be too arrogant!" Ji Yangyang's uncle reminded lightly.

"If you are not angry, can you still be called a young man?" He Chen had to take over this classic dialogue, and then said directly: "Ji Yangyang, tell me how to drive a kart, what are the precautions!"

"You really don't understand anything?" Ji Yangyang's uncle was very suspicious and thought He Chen was acting.

"Is kart a public activity?" After He Chen asked back, he was too lazy to pay attention to him. After listening to Ji Yangyang's reluctant explanation, he got on the kart they arranged for him and tried to run a lap first.

This time, Ji Yangyang and his uncle were relieved.

Because they have been in this for many years, they can tell whether they are novices at a glance.

And He Chen's every move is undoubtedly a rookie.

Since he is really a rookie, they don't believe that He Chen has the possibility of winning.

They will definitely win.