After Lynch adapted to Zhong Yanzhai's driving style, it was Zhong Yanzhai's turn to adapt to Lynch. The rally journey is long and the terrain is complex. The driver cannot remember all the road sections in his mind. At this time, the role of the navigator seems extremely

important.

Each navigator will make a road book with a personal style, and will promptly convey road conditions to the driver according to his own road book, and even command the driver. The navigator is the driver's eyes and brain. An excellent navigator can control the victory of a race.

burden.

In the forefront racing, the difference is often at such a small opportunity. If you can seize this opportunity, you can win.

Lynch was actually a little unsure.

Strictly speaking, this world should be considered a double male lead.

After Lynch died, Zhong Yanzhai would meet He Yao, a genius navigator who was really comparable to him. The two of them worked together on the field and were a 'natural couple'. When Zhong Yanzhai was king in the rally, he was by his side.

It was not Lynch who stood.

After Lynch's death last time, Zhong Yanzhai gave up racing and didn't have time to meet He Yao. The small world could not bear the twist of the male protagonist's world line and collapsed.

Lynch made a yellow sand short road book that they had run several times in the past few days for Zhong Yanzhai to read. Zhong Yanzhai was flipping and listening to Lynch explain his language habits to him. In fact, Zhong Yanzhai never forgot about it for a moment.

Lynch's mouth fetish, after hearing it, he nodded.

Lynch said that he was dry and his mouth was dry. He took the cup and drank a sip of water, crossed his legs, "You are very familiar with Huangsha Short Track. We have flew out of the country these two days, and Reshan has opened a new training ground.

Not bad, just right."

"Okay," Zhong Yanzhai closed the road book, "Listen to you."

Lynch held the cup, raised his fingertips on the wall of the cup, tilted his head and smiled, "I'm so worried about having such an obedient boyfriend."

Zhong Yanzhai did not refute and took the water cup in his hand to drink water, thinking: It is bad enough for him to have such a disobedient boyfriend.

Lynch kept looking at him quietly with his light. Through the transparent cup wall, he saw Zhong Yanzhai's mouth slightly raised, and he also smiled.

The two quickly packed their luggage and boarded the plane to another place together. They usually took care of the driver's daily life. However, they were both turned upside down. From the air ticket to the hotel, Zhong Yanzhai was fully included.

It's right.

After landing, Zhong Yanzhai took Lynch out of the VIP channel and said to him: "I called the hotel car."

"I called a friend to pick him up." Lynch said.

Zhong Yanzhai pushed his luggage and said keenly: "What friend?"

Lynch raised his left hand and made a sworn statement, expressing his innocence and "the manager of the training ground."

Zhong Yanzhai did not continue to interrogate, so he took out his cell phone and called to cancel the hotel's car.

The bright red font on the big brand and the pinyin tape in Chinese are particularly conspicuous among the people who pick up the plane.

"Qi-Qi-Bao-Be?" Zhong Yanzhai read it word by word, glanced at Lynch behind him, and Lynch raised his hand and sweared, "I'll just go with him on the phone, really!"

Zhong Yanzhai turned his head and walked forward with great strides, not wanting to believe a word of what Lynch said.

Lynch was also very unfair. He told the truth and followed him with his luggage.

Zhong Yanzhai walked to the sign, and Lynch followed closely behind and said first: "Is he the boss Cheng?"

The sign moved to the side, revealing a handsome dark face. Cheng Feng smiled at Lynch, "Haha, Qiqi! It's you!"

Cheng Feng opened his hand and wanted to hug Lynch. The sign in his hand was too big and he couldn't hold it. He jumped in place with the sign, "Don't you remember me?!"

Lynch was already panicked and asked to save the system, thinking that this could be the romantic debt that Lynch once caused?

"I am your fan," Cheng Feng said anxiously, "You were competing in Hanzhou in 2017. You got off the car and threw a glove out. I picked it up, and you signed it for me."

Lynch slowly found the character from those flat plots, and suddenly realized: "It's you."

"No, when you called, I thought it must be you. There is no second Lynch will have an appointment with the training ground," Cheng Feng said as he went to Lynch's luggage, "Is there any place to live?

Just live there. I also opened a resort, right next to the training ground, all free of charge, and I guarantee you the comfort of the arrangement."

"Uh... it's okay, we're booking a hotel." Lynch raised his hand and hooked Zhong Yanzhai's shoulder and said to Zhong Yanzhai, who had been neglected, "Yes, Xiao Zhong."

Cheng Feng seemed to notice that there was Zhong Yanzhai next to Lynch. He glanced at Zhong Yanzhai, and his eyes were absolutely unkind, "Is this?"

"My driver." Lynch said.

"Oh." Cheng Feng responded casually and said enthusiastically to Lynch, "I'll pick you up the wind, the resort is ready."

As a driver, Lynch debuted as a genius. When he was famous, he had countless fans. People on the street could recognize him and sign him. Now the Yangtze River pushes the former wave, Lynch has long been unknown. It is quite good to have such a long-lasting fan.

Not easy.

Lynch looked at Zhong Yanzhai and used some force on his arm, "Xiao Zhong?"

"You go," Zhong Yanzhai raised his hand and pulled Lynch's arm away, "I'll go back to the hotel."

"Then let's go." Cheng Feng pushed Lynch's luggage and walked out, saying that urged Lynch and rushed to Zhongyanzhai again.

Lynch stood still and said to Zhong Yanzhai: "Let's go together."

Zhong Yanzhai said: "It's you who someone else picks up, not me."

"Are you a family member?" Lynch said casually.

Zhong Yanzhai glanced at him, his eyes flashed, and his lips moved twice, "... Forget it."

In the end, the two parted ways. Zhong Yanzhai returned to the hotel and Lynch went to the resort for the banquet.

Cheng Feng is a real fan. He organized a table of good wine and dishes and called a few local fans. Lynch was surrounded by a group of people and was quite happy. He drank several glasses of wine, but he was not drunk, but was just excited.

It was very tall, and the last group of people took a photo together. Lynch stood in the middle, with his hands on his chest with his thumbs, and he smiled openly.

After the meal was gone, Lynch was about to leave, and Cheng Feng tried to keep him, "Live here, there is a sauna upstairs. You can steam a sauna, dissipate the smell of alcohol, sleep, and wake up tomorrow to ensure you are energetic."

"No, I have to go back," Lynch's face flushed a little drunk, and he was still speaking very briskly, "Xiao Zhong is waiting for me."

Cheng Feng glanced at his watch, "It's already ten o'clock, I must be asleep."

"No, he will wait for me." Lynch said confidently.

Cheng Feng, a fan who couldn't resist his idol, asked his employees to drive and load Lynch's luggage and take Lynch back to the hotel.

In the car, Cheng Feng and Lynch sat in the back seat together. Cheng Feng said the truth, "When you retreated, we were together. I drank a pound of white wine. I felt very sad. What little clock did you give me?

Navigator, I really don’t agree. Why is he worthy? Is he worthy?"

Lynch vaguely understood his fans' psychology, rolled down the car window and let Ye Feng blew in. He whispered: "Maybe I'm not worthy of him."

"Damn it!" Cheng Feng drank a lot and became anxious. He jumped on the seat, hitting the roof of the car and slamming his head.

"Boss, is it okay?" said the driving employee anxiously.

"It's okay..." Cheng Feng covered his head, but he woke up a little, looking at Lynch who was leaning against the car window thinking, "It's not enough for you to be a navigator for him. Damn it, is he Loeb or McLei?

ah."

"I'm not that good." Lynch laughed.

"Fart," Cheng Feng patted his chest, "You are the fucking awesome."

It’s really warm for fans to make people feel like they are. Lynch smiled and said, “Thank you.”

The hotel is not far from the resort. For the convenience of training, Zhong Yanzhai booked it to be close to the training ground, which is only more than 20 minutes' drive.

Cheng Feng blew all the way around the rainbow fart about Lynch, and he questioned Lynch. He thought his people were so powerful, and he was a tool.

After parking, Lynch pushed open the door and got out of the car. Cheng Feng also wanted to get out. Lynch blocked him and said to the driver in front: "Send your boss back." He decisively closed the car door and said to Cheng Feng, "Thank you."

I will work hard as a driver or a navigator.”

Cheng Feng lay on the shaking car window, crying in the dark night, "Baby Qiqi, I'm waiting to see you on the field."

Lynch waved his hand casually, but turned around but was stunned.

Zhong Yanzhai stood at the entrance of the hotel, wearing the casual clothes he wore on the plane during the day, put his hands in his pocket, and looked at him quietly.

Lynch happily walked forward and hugged his arm in two steps, unable to help but say, "Baby, are you waiting for me?"

The electric car of "Didi" came, and the man in a blue jacket spoke in a strong accent and said, "Young man, is it the takeaway you ordered?"

"It's me." Zhong Yanzhai reached out to take it.

Lynch scratched his face, "Oh, it turns out that he is waiting for takeaway."

Zhong Yanzhai didn't say anything, lowered his head and sniffed it. He probably knew that Lynch had drunk a lot of wine, turned around and walked into the hotel. Lynch hung on his arm and walked forward. His steps were a little shaking. In fact, he was not very drunk.

At most, he was slightly drunk, and when he saw Zhong Yanzhai, he couldn't help but stick to him like a cordyceps.

The room was on the eighth floor. Zhong Yanzhai dragged Lynch into the elevator. When the elevator door was about to close, someone shouted: "Wait--"

Zhong Yanzhai pressed the on button, and the person who came quickly walked into the elevator and smiled at Zhong Yanzhai, "Thank you."

Zhong Yanzhai nodded.

The man glanced at Zhong Yanzhai and Lynch, who was holding his arm, and suddenly said, "You are Zhong Yanzhai, are you?"

"Yeah." Zhong Yanzhai said, without any intention of asking the other party's identity.

"Hello, my name is He Yao," the other party enthusiastically exploded the house and stretched out his hand, "I am also a racing driver."

Lynch immediately raised his head when he heard these two words. What caught his eye was a handsome face. He Yao was gentle and handsome, and he wore a pair of glasses. At first glance, he looked very bookish.

Like a university professor, he doesn't look like a racer at all.

Lynch hurriedly held He Yao's hand in front of Zhong Yanzhai, "Hello, I am his navigator Lynch."

He Yao was stunned for a moment. Lynch's hands were very hot and powerful because of the alcohol. He glanced at Lynch's blushing face and smiled and said, "Hello, I'm very happy to know you."

The elevator stopped with a tingling sound, He Yao turned his face and looked outside, and said in surprise: "What a coincidence, you live in the eighth floor, what are you living in the eighth floor?"

The hands they were holding were pushed away by Zhong Yanzhai. Zhong Yanzhai took Lynch's clothes and took the lead and walked forward and walked out of the elevator. He turned around and said coldly to He Yao who was following out of the elevator: "I'll do you."
Chapter completed!