Chapter 32

Lu Liao's words are rough, but they contain a lot of warmth. For example, the 100 game coins in her hand are heavy.

At this time, there was a cheer. Su Qingyuan follows the sound to see that there is a very fashionable boy dancing on the dancing machine. There are a large circle of people at the bottom, who are all cheering. There are also people who make small videos for him, which are like Internet Celebrities. Next to the dancing machine stood a girl with a giant chinchilla plush toy in her arms. Seeing that the boy broke the record, the girl went up and gave him a kiss, like a couple.

Su Qingyuan liked the toy and couldn't help looking at it more.

Lu Liao looked in the eye, did not comment, bowed his head and asked her: "do you want to try racing?"

Su Qingyuan nodded: "good."

Several machines in the racing area have been overhauled, and only the last two are still working. Lu Liao opened one for her and stood by to teach her hand in hand.

Su Qingyuan can dance cheerleading, but he is a rookie in driving. He can't coordinate his hands and feet. He died several times just at the teaching level.

After a long time of hard work, she finally passed the first level. She was just happy. A male voice behind her said impolitely, "don't occupy the machine here for such a poor level. It's a waste of money. Let's get out of the way."

Su Qingyuan looked back and saw that it was wanghong on the dancing machine just now. Beside him, a girl holding a toy of chinchilla looked at her with a proud face. The melon eating crowd who just watched him dance also gathered around and began to roar. It seems that they are all adored by * * fans.

Just now, Su Qingyuan overturned and died several times, and Lu liaocai just threw in four coins. She didn't want to waste money and planned to argue with him.

Before she spoke, Lu Liaoxian stood up and went to the boy.

He squinted at him and turned the corner of his mouth down. His height, aura and tone all overpowered him: "no, what can you do?"

The boy's friends were standing in the crowd, whistling: "recognize brother, do him!"

"Recognize elder brother, teach him to be a man!"

The boy, who is called "brother recognition", is about the same age as Su Qingyuan. He looks like a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. He also takes a step forward: "do you dare to gamble?"

Lu Liao didn't speak, his eyes were full of contempt: "what kind of capital do you have to bet with me? I don't care about you."

The boy didn't get angry either. Instead, he came to Lu Liao's ear and whispered two words.

There was a circle of people outside, all eager to see the game. However, the boy's voice was so small that no one heard what he said, and all those present were distraught.

Su Qingyuan was actually very close to Lu Liao, but she listened carefully and didn't hear what he said.

Just between the lightning and flint, Lu Liao suddenly raised his fist and hit the boy heavily in the face. The boy's white face immediately became colorful.

This scene happened too fast. Before Su Qingyuan could react, the boy fell to the ground.

A few friends come up to help.

"You go back." The boy got up from the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Instead of being angry, he was elated because he angered Lu Liao. He took a deep look at Su Qingyuan, then turned to Lu Liao: "bet or not?"

Lu Liao straightened his collar, frozen his face and said, "the rules are up to you. If you lose, get down here and close the door. "

"You are crazy enough." The boy turned back and waved to his girlfriend: "then play doubles. You and your sister are in the first team, and I and my sister are in the first team. One person, one circle, one game is the winner."

The girl holding the chinchilla plush toy pinches the knuckle and gives a bang. She looked at Su Qingyuan contemptuously and dropped a sentence: "good luck to you."

Su Qingyuan was full of confidence in Lu Liao just now. As soon as he heard that he was going to take part in the competition, he immediately said nothing.

She has learned Lu Liao's driving skills. When she was so old, she had never seen anyone more fierce than him. She is a super rookie, holding the steering wheel in her hand, and can roll over in a straight line! If you look at the girl on the other side, it's obvious that she's a high-level girl who lives here every day. Maybe they make money by playing games and opening live broadcast here. How can they compare?

Su Qingyuan didn't know what they had just agreed to gamble on. Now she just wants to go and tell Lu Liao, forget it, we don't want to play, so let's go. However, he said all these words. Now he'll go back on it. She's nothing. He'll be very embarrassed.

The onlookers coax each other, one by one holding a mobile phone ready for video recording. It's really hard to ride a tiger.

Maorongmei opened the machine next to her, stepped in with her long legs in high boots, knocked on the door, and urged: "good student, hurry up, everyone is waiting."

Su Qingyuan looks pitifully at Lu Liao.

But the man was not flustered at all. Instead, he leaned on the maintenance machine nearby and rubbed her bangs: "darling, don't worry, just run slowly and strive for the speed of the bicycle."

Su Qingyuan drum drum mouth, smile is not, do not smile is not: "when are you still joking?""No kidding." He pulled the corner of his mouth: "Qingqing is the most powerful."

A pair of eyes staring at it, Su Qingyuan can't delay any longer, hard pressed the online key, the car so moved up.

She learned a little from Lu Liao just now. She knows that this kind of game is not afraid of running slowly, but is afraid of overturning. As long as the car overturns, not only will it take a long time to speed up and start again, but at the end, she will be fined 5 seconds. She has no other way, can only listen to Lu Liao, just step on a little bit of accelerator, slowly forward. When she got to the corner, she slowed down and passed smoothly in a small circle.

After driving a few curves, someone laughed loudly: "this is not the speed of a bicycle, this is a wheelchair."

"Yes, I've driven three steps, ha ha ha!"

Lu Liao looked on, not only not worried, but also soft voice comfort her: "drive much better than just now."

Su Qingyuan hasn't finished two-thirds of a lap yet. The girl next to him is as fierce as a tiger. She's all at the end of the race. She's a dancer.

Su Qingyuan held his breath and forced himself to calm down. He raised his speed slightly and reached the end steadily.

Dancing brother whistled beside: "little sister, do you need to wait for half a minute?"

Lu Liao pulled her out of the machine, sat in by herself, and his long legs banged the accelerator: "take care of yourself."

The runway in the second circle is a technical curve, which is much more difficult than the simple circular lane just opened by Su Qingyuan. Su Qingyuan just looked at the small map in the upper right corner and collapsed.

He said it was a competition, but Lu Liao was not nervous or worried at all. He sat in it with a lazy look on his face. He was as skillful as eating. He stepped on the accelerator all the time, and without slowing down, he quickly passed the complex continuous curve.

I'm about to catch up with the one-third of Su Qingyuan's backwardness.

At this time, the onlookers, who were just making a noisy joke about Su Qingyuan, were all dumbfounded and unconsciously fell in love.

"What kind of technology is this? Don't you slow down? "

"I've never seen anyone run on this map and step on the gas."

"See, there are three more corners to catch up with."

Dance brother's friends worried: "recognize brother don't counsellor, bold step on, run faster!"

Dancing brother roared: "do you think I don't want to step on it?"

In this way, the gap between the two sides has narrowed to less than 10 seconds under the fierce offensive of Lu Liao.

Su Qingyuan was stunned - it was like magic.

On the third lap, she and the fluffy girl came on again. Just now, she looked at Lu Liao and the two of them driving, and tried hard to write down some skills. This time, she is not as scared as she was just now. On the contrary, she is still a little relaxed - she was a third of a lap behind just now, and he can catch up with her. What is there to be afraid of? She's not afraid. She can't be satisfied with the speed of her bicycle. She has to drive an electric car, right?

In her heart, she was so proud that she stepped on the gas pedal and rolled over.

There was a roar of laughter from the crowd.

Su Qingyuan blushed with shame - OK, easy and so on, it's all illusions!

With her toss, the 10 second gap became 30 seconds, plus the penalty of 5 seconds, she was 35 seconds behind, which was longer than the time she finished the first lap.

Su Qingyuan wants to cry without tears. He crawls out of the machine and buries his head low.

She said, "little brother, I'm sorry for you."

Lu Liao is about to be adored by her: "kiss me in a moment, and I'll forgive you."

Su Qingyuan even more depressed: "take advantage of the fire to rob!"

In the last lap, Lu Liao started with 35 seconds. Dancing brother has just learned his strength. He doesn't dare to despise the enemy's neglect any more. Just look at his eyes, you can see that he has made 120 points of effort to run.

And his group of * * fans at the bottom have already stepped back, and they all stare at Lu Liao's driving.

In the long straight uphill, after the end of the runway, is a long downhill, winding are serpentine curves. Someone whispered at the bottom, "I think this track is a bit like the field of this year's cross-country finals."

"When you don't say it, I don't think it looks familiar now."

"There are prototypes for this kind of Game track. Maybe it's a scaled down version of that game."

"Shut up, shut up, it's going downhill."

Dance brother is very careful to turn a corner to the past, just in the lead of 35 seconds before the end of the advantage. It's not a good way to win, but it's important to win. He doesn't care so much.

But at this time, Lu Liao also climbed to the top of the ramp, and his hand was fast. He still stepped on the accelerator to the end and rushed down in one breath.

The onlookers at the bottom were in a mess.

"Horizontal trough, this kind of runway can not slow down? It's too damn awesome. "

"It's a hang up, isn't it? I don't believe anyone can run like this. "

"Damn, is this the Master Lu Liao? How can I feel the sense of seeing the last wave of death curve in the cross-country finalsWhen Su Qingyuan heard the name of Lu Liao, he was stunned.

She looks at the man driving the car - he won't be

No, he is Liu Junning. How could he be him? He just worships Lu Liao and has seen many of his competitions, so his running method is similar.

As soon as the landing car was about to catch up, the dancing brother was impatient and gave up the steady running method. With one foot of accelerator, he went down and drifted at a high speed.

At this moment, his car dashed out of the runway and crashed into a hillside - fortunately, it was a game. If it was true, it would kill people.

Lu Liao's car passed at this time, and after seven or eight turns, it reached the terminal.

Cheers thundered.

He stood up and put his arm on the dancing brother's machine to block his way.

He looked down at him and said two words.

"Kneel down."

The author has something to say: babies! Epidemic outbreak, wash hands frequently, wear masks, do not go out!

You must protect yourself!

Mengtangjun has been working since the first day of the Lunar New Year

and is crying

tired