It's almost an hour before the competition is officially started, and the audience is almost coming.

Tang Wen and Meng Xing felt the liveliness of the sky from the main building. There were many young people's faces with the teammates of various motorcycle teams, holding the flag or other aids on their hands.

They shouted loudly, bouncing, and showing their smiles, watching the excitement one by one on the edge of crazy.

This scene made Tang Wen sighed again and again, saying that he hadn't felt such youth for a long time, Meng Xing smiled, and even if they were young, they were not so crazy.

"Such a sudden feeling is a bit uncomfortable. The play in the past was the stadium of the court. Now it is the pond meat forest, the sound of dogs and horses, and a group of so -called friends sit together, and the wine is on the table.

Meng Xing couldn't say anything about this. After all, it was also the mission of Tang Wen. He couldn't get it. "Rest assured, I will pay attention to you if you have a game. But you can drink less or drink less, which hurts his body too much.

Tang Wen patted his shoulder, "Know, seriously, the most important thing is not to drink less in those occasions."

Meng Xing wondered to him: "What is that?"

Tang Wen smiled, "It's a good study to your husband how to just live in those occasions."

Meng Xing: "..."

Tang Wen loves to see Meng Xing like this, and the helplessness is a little sweet.

Love is more than a wonderful thing to be described.

The inexplicable blind date is a good thing for Meng Xing to be crooked for Meng Xing.

"You say your husband will like ..."

"If you say these three words, I will drive back to see him now." Meng Xing's hand was shaking, I didn't know when the car key touched from Tang Wen's backpack.

Tang Wen laughed at once, "Okay, let's buy some snacks, sit and watch the game for a while."

Meng Xing followed him to shuttle in the boiling voice. Tang Wen said, but he was too noisy around him. He didn't hear it really, and his mind was in a sentence "husband".

He looks forward to the evening.

I don't know how late it will be.

He has already passed the customs during the call just now, and it will take more than two hours to come directly from the airport. If he goes home to rest for a while, it will be dinner time. If, as Tang Wen said, he has to go to the company, it will be indefinitely.Yes, but today's Saturday...will be earlier.

This unknown makes people feel uncomfortable.

He thought all the way, and waited until VIP sat down and listened to the host to start talking about the situation before the game. He returned to God and put his eyes on the left screen.

The VIP room is not far from the end of the track, and the location is relatively high. You can see the situation in the field through panoramic glass. There are also large -screen real -time follow -up conditions in the house. A total of 66 positions are comfortable.There is a small round table, and the telescope is prepared on the table. Meng Xing is very satisfied with the environment.

On the screen is the picture of the back -end driver's inspection equipment moved to his team one after another. Tang Wen saw his friend Tian Ji in a group of drivers, and discussed with Meng Xing.

Perhaps the environment was not so mixed, and his heart followed quietly, and he entered the field with the words of Tang Wen seriously.

The race was about to start. After the teams were ready to work, they quickly withdrew from the field, and then the first lap warmed up. However, four people fell down in the first six corners. Meng Xing couldn't help but sigh, and chatted with Tang WenDangerousness of the game.

Tang Wen should be "yes" without refuting. When the drivers returned to the starting point, the red and green flags at the front and back were pulled off, and the red light turned into a green light. Tang Wen threw Meng Xing's hand and stood up.It was difficult to hide the track.

Meng Xing couldn't help laughing, and shook her head and stood up. "Don't sigh casually, even if you are thirty years old, you will be young and vibrant boys on the side of this field."

Chu Youan is also thirty years old. What would it look like to put here?

I can't imagine ... After all, he always wears a shirt, and it seems incompatible with this scene.

The roar of the motorcycle was transmitted to the VIP room through the audio system, visually it was the ultimate speed, such a situation could easily arouse the boy's adrenaline, and even Meng Xing, who didn't like it, was completely involved in it, and soon he wasNo time to think about Chu Youan.

The laps of racing seemed to speed up the time. It wasn't until the end of the first round that Meng Xing took advantage of halftime to go to the bathroom and came back. He unconsciously pressed his phone to check the time and found out that there was news about Chu Youan.

Posted half an hour ago:

"I just took a nap, I didn't sleep well on the plane"

"How is it? Is the competition fierce?"

Meng Xing pulled the corner of his mouth, raised his phone and recorded Tang Wen, who was still waving wildly, into a video and sent it over.

Chu Youan: "I heard you laughing"

Meng Xing was stunned, and clicked to watch the past video, but he didn't hear his own voice.When he was puzzled, he received another message: "Because I laughed when I saw Tang Wen like this."

Meng Xing couldn't help laughing out loud: "Yes, very happy."

Chu Youan: "When the competition is over, tell me who won the championship?"

Meng Xing turned the ring on his finger and smiled back: "Okay."

"Did Chu Youan say when he will come?" Tang Wen turned around and asked casually.

Meng Xing: "No wow."

Tang Wen was disgusted, "Then what are you talking about?"

Meng Xing: "...you know I'm..."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Wen interrupted him and said, "I know, you have turned into a flower with your smile, a very beautiful flower."

Meng Xing was so blocked by him that he didn't want to speak at all.

At the beginning of the second round, Meng Xing rarely raised his phone like Tang Wen did. Tang Wen glanced at him, smiled and said nothing.

"Is this round of drivers the same as last round?" Meng Xing suddenly asked in a low voice.

Tang Wen cast a cool gaze, "Of course it's different."

Meng Xing asked again: "You said before... this competition is to see the best lap timing ranking?"

Tang Wen: "...Meng Xiaoxing, I have liked this game for six or seven years. As my best friend...you don't even know the rules?"

Meng Xing patted Tang Wen's shoulder perfunctorily to comfort him, "So it's two rounds of ranking that counts as the champion, right?"

Tang Wen gritted his teeth: "Yes."

Meng Xing nodded clearly, lowered his head to fiddle with the phone, and glanced at it. It didn't look like a chat interface, so Tang Wen leaned his head over. Meng Xing was actually looking up the driver information form for this race.

Tang Wen: "..."

"Overtake! JR-Mic overtook BB on lap 13!"

This sentence of commentary drew Tang Wen's attention back, and he will settle accounts with Meng Xingqiu after the game is over.

Meng Xing took a photo of the venue and sent it to Chu Youan. The time-lapse was turned on, and the high-speed figure had a trailing effect.

Chu Youan replied in seconds: "It was a good shot."

"How many laps is this?"

Meng Xing looked up and glanced at the information on the big screen. There were only laps remaining, and he leaned into Tang Wen's ear and asked, "How many laps in total?"

Tang Wen gave him a deathly smile, "Search for yourself."

Meng Xing: "..."

Well, he admits he's a little bit preoccupied with sex.

From the previous round to the last round, he also watched carefully, but his eyes were often focused on overtaking and crossing the line... Occasionally, he would follow what Tang Wen said to watch a certain driver's movements.

"Harmful." Meng Xing sighed to himself.

Tang Wen said coldly from the side: "26 laps."

Meng Xing smiled, "Okay, thank you Tangtang!"

After thanking him, he lowered his hair and told the news.

Tang Wen: "..."

"The fastest single lap is Australian driver An Kui at 1:23.06. He finished the last round. The second place should be Qu Zhou who is still running at 1:23.29., Qu Zhou’s performance has always been unstable, I don’t know if it is possible to surpass it, his team is DM, which is considered an international first-tier team, and the big boss behind DM is also one of the organizers of this competition.”

Meng Xing tilted his head, "So there might be an inside story? He might win the crown?"

Tang Wen held his breath in his chest, and then he slapped Meng Xing on the forehead, "I'm just introducing you to our country's outstanding drivers, what are you thinking?!"

"I was just wondering who is the champion?" Meng Xing whispered in embarrassment.

The game was not over yet, Meng Xing didn't hesitate, and embellished what Tang Wen said just now to Chu Youan.

Chu Youan came back to speak, the surroundings were too noisy, Meng Xing pressed the phone to his ear, and turned the volume to the loudest.

His deep voice came out and hit Meng Xing's heart directly, "Do you like Qu Zhou or Tang Wen?"

Tang Wen: "Tell him, I like Qu Zhou, and you like him."

Meng Xing realized that someone was eavesdropping: "..."

Tang Wen: "What are you looking at me for? I've already told you the standard answers, so hurry up and send them."

Meng Xing: "...Who wants to say that?"

Tang Wen: "Okay, whoever sends it is the bastard."

Meng Xing: "..."

Seeing Meng Xing's unsteady expression on the rack, Tang Wen thought it was funny, "A bastard is equal to a soft-shelled turtle, soft-shelled turtle soup, great tonic."

Meng Xing: "...All right, I'm a turtle."

Tang Wen clenched his fists to his lips and laughed.

Meng Xing snorted and replied to Chu Youan with a smile: "Tang Wen likes it, I like yours."

After sending, he didn't dare to look at his phone anymore, locked the screen and threw it into his bag.

After more than a minute, he pulled out the phone again, and there was more news:

"Wait for me to tell me"

Meng Xing did not return, and when the game ended "silent", in a lot of cheers, he sent Chu Youan very indifferently: "An Kui won the championship, the second was Qu Zhou, and in the end, he could not exceed the end.Ankui, the third is Haywood, it should have been Jils, but the last lap is out, but unfortunately "

When Meng Xing looked at this passage, Chu Youan, who was worried that he didn't like the motorcycle race, was not easy to pick up, so he played again: "Tang Wen really likes this game? Now he is looking forward to the entertainment competition in the evening"

Chu Youan: "Do you expect?"

Meng Xing: "Looking forward to the evening"

You said to see you tonight, so I look forward to the evening.

"Well, I also look forward to the evening"

"The entertainment competition is on the mountain, you remember to add one more clothes, cold at night"

"When the night is dyed all the forests, and it is broken by the five light and ten color, I can see you"

"Then embrace you into your arms."

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