"One left, mention."

A right-angle bend that was almost thrown over, Zhong Yanzhai focused on changing gears and accelerating according to Lynch's instructions. The body of the car slides perfectly like a sharp and gorgeous meteor. The helicopter broadcast in the sky recorded this wonderful picture. The front line is watching the live broadcast.

The manager clenched his fists silently.

Only when Zhong Yanzhai's car is steady and ruthless can he control Lynch's reckless driving style like a tightrope. The manager dares to be sure from this moment that his vision was correct.

Zhong Yanzhai and Lynch will become a pair of golden partners and will be invincible.

The turn of the road was extremely beautiful, without any mistakes, and the fleet staff in the lounge still did not dare to relax, and the atmosphere was tensely stuck.

The picture finally entered the dirt road. In an instant, the dust flew, and yellow dust fog covered the blue car. Because there were too many forks, if the navigator communicated with the driver incorrectly, it would be easy to drive the wrong road on the dirt road.

This is what the manager is most worried about. He has no doubt that Zhong Yanzhai and Lynch will sweep all the convoy after running-in, but the running-in time between these two is too short, and the manager has not had very great hope this time.

, let’s try the water more.

Don't make the mistake, the manager clenched his hands and prayed silently.

Lynch and Zhong Yanzhai in the car are far less nervous than the convoy watching the live broadcast. At the beginning, Lynch had a little heartbroken when he left, but gradually, he no longer cared about the things that made him tangled.

Holding the steering wheel was Zhong Yanzhai. He had forgotten that he was a synthetic man and his eternal tool and foiling identity. All his spirit was concentrated on one thing - driving a good car with Zhong Yanzhai.

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When the spirit is highly concentrated, people will feel a sense of lightness without external objects. Lynch's body naturally follows the drift and rise of the racing car, as light and free as a bird.

The blue racing car successfully passed another timing point and entered the winding mountain road. The manager couldn't help but exclaimed in a short scream: "yes!"

Before he was happy for a while, the manager began to freeze his expression again.

This kind of winding highway is slow and has no results. If you drive too fast, you will be crushed to pieces on the spot. This is a great test of the navigation speed of the reaction, the driver's technical level, and the tacit understanding between the two.

After bends one after another, the manager was almost suffocating to see it. The helicopter's perspective was slightly forward, and the picture was a clean winding highway bend.

The road surface is empty, with stone walls leaning against the mountain. The bright red guardrails on the side of the mountain play a role of about zero. Below is the empty abyss.

Suddenly, a blue water droplet racing car rushed over at a very fast speed, rushing through the big turn without slowing down. The rear of the car drifted out a powerful arc of a whip, and in the naked eyes, it almost immediately rubbed the guardrail and rushed out.

Now!

Zhong Yanzhai in the car was not nervous at all. His ears, his hands and feet, and his spirit were all devoted to Lynch's command and his own operations. He was not a joke.

If he could really die with Lynch on the field, it would be Buddha's kindness.

He entrusts his life to Lynch, and believes in Lynch with fearless destruction!

"Fuck!" The manager was almost collapsed. How could such a scene that perfectly matched his preset of this combination? The stimulation of crossing the wire and dancing completely on his nerves. Everyone in the lounge was already standing

It's up.

Maybe Zhong Yanzhai and Lynch were driving and didn't know, but what the convoy saw on the real-time timing screen was an amazing number.

This number is a miracle and a myth for the first time double contestants.

If they can pass the test of death smoothly.

After the last bend passed, Zhong Yanzhai had a beautiful brake raised a white mist in the snow, and the two of them got out of the car quickly.

After witnessing the scene of the two changing tires, the engineer couldn't help but murmur: "It's so tacit understanding." It was like a person, and they seemed to know what the other party was thinking.

This tacit understanding is a winning weapon for racers and navigators, and Zhong Yanzhai and Lynch mastered this weapon in just three months.

Started again, the car drove into the snow track, and the car drove significantly heavier. Lynch clenched the road book tightly. He could feel his whole body sweating, sweat wandering in his fingers sticky, and his voice was also

Before I knew it, I became hoarse and said firmly: "Left third, 200 will be connected to 1, accelerate."

The car blew through the snow like a hurricane, causing heavy snow to fall back onto the roof of the car. The top of Lynch's head was like hail.

The manager clapped his hands in a hurry, slower! Slower! Now this score is already in the top five, don’t be anxious and steady, don’t let it go! Fuck!

In the picture, there is a continuous S-shaped curve that follows the downhill. The blue racing engine roars past, floating up on the slippery snow surface, landing heavily, and the body slid suddenly.

The manager had called out—"Fuck!"

Lynch and Zhong Yanzhai in the car twisted their bodies at the same time. Lynch was extremely nervous and reported the next paragraph - "5, 4, 100 right, accelerate!"

The blue racing car that was sliding out made a drifting bend against the track and rushed to the next corner faster than before.

The manager was frozen like a stone statue, maintaining his squatting position, looking at the blue racing car on the screen without blinking.

This can no longer be described as just racing. It is an art, the ultimate art of dancing and provoking in front of the god of death.

The helicopter's perspective has been waiting at the finish line in advance.

Only the last lightning curve.

It is also the easiest corner to turn over.

The closer you get to success, the tighter the string becomes. The manager feels that he is almost burning, and then a perfect blue lightning flashes in the picture.

It's almost a miracle to turn quickly.

Lightning rushed across the finish line with a roar, and the stagnant air in the lounge exploded instantly!

Everyone hugged each other and cried, looking at each other in disbelief in a huge surprise.

In the live broadcast screen, the camera position waiting at the end took over the helicopter. In the picture, two figures of the same height were falling from the left and right of the blue racing car. They were wearing old red and white racing suits, and there was no sponsor's advertisement on it.

, clean and neat, there was a light golden lightning beside the black helmet. The two of them took off their helmet tacitly, revealing two handsome faces, with a faint expression on their faces. They walked to the car and stretched out their hands to each other.

The shoulders and eyes collided in an instant.

The waiting media took that moment and became a memorable photo of the golden partner of the rally afterwards, and it was also the only memorial photo of the competition they did not win.

After all the vehicles arrived, Lynch and Zhong Yanzhai ranked second in time statistics.

Lynch was both happy and disappointed about this result. It was so happy that this was finally much better than what he and Zhong Yanzhai expected. As the debut, the results were also impressive enough. What was disappointed was... the second place, it seemed that the first place was only

One step away.

While everyone was cheering, Lynch quietly walked out of the lounge.

Zhong Yanzhai immediately followed.

In the corner of no one, Lynch said to Zhong Yanzhai: "I'm sorry." A little vague self-doubt climbed into his heart. If...if Zhong Yanzhai's navigator was He Yao...

"I reject these three words," Zhong Yanzhai said directly, "We are one, and all the achievements belong to the two of us."

Lynch was still a little depressed. Zhong Yanzhai rubbed his wet short hair and lowered his head to his ear, "Middle grade, as expected."

Lynch looked up and said laughing and crying: "So you are talking about the second place in the middle?" Sure enough, Proud Ku Ge's character is never down, and he said he was enjoying the game. He thought that Zhong Yanzhai was deliberately comforting him.

I was moved.

Zhong Yanzhai curled his lips lightly, "Stay working hard and strive for progress."

Lynch knocked off his head-pressed hand and turned to go back to the lounge, "Get out."

Zhong Yanzhai's hand fell on his shoulder, hooked his neck, lowered his head and kissed his sweaty forehead. In the eyes of Lynch coming, he stared at Lynch deeply, "You and I imagined it."

It's just as good as we think, and our competition... is better than we thought."

Lynch's steps stopped.

"I wouldn't have returned to the field without you."

——‘Realization of blackening’.

"I want to keep running like this with you."

Lynch's heart seemed to be slowly filled with a ball of fluffy marshmallows. He saw his little self in Zhong Yanzhai's affirmative eyes.

He can do it.

He believed in Zhong Yanzhai...and also believed in himself.

Lynch nodded slowly, "Run down together."

Zhong Yanzhai smiled at him silently, and Lynch also smiled. The mutual heart only requires a smile as if it has been through eternity.

In the evening celebration banquet, Zhong Yanzhai and Lynch, as absolute dark horse newcomers, attracted the attention of the audience. The manager was so happy that he couldn't stop talking because several financial fathers expressed their opinions about Zhong Yanzhai and Lynch on the spot.

Intention, he sent an olive branch.

Soon, other contestants found that this pair of pairs was a typical dull and talked too much. The driver stood behind the pilot with a quiet face and listened to his own pilots. He kept talking, and occasionally the pilots cue.

When he was about to come, the driver nodded slightly to show his affirmation. Seeing that his navigator's wine glass was empty, he even thoughtfully changed it to his wine glass.

Players: Very virtuous.

He Yao won the seventh place, and in the real middle section, he came to congratulate Zhong Yanzhai and Lynch on his face, eager to try, "You have been working together for a longer time than us. We may not lose when we meet again next time."

"Okay, okay," Lynch drank a few more cups, his face turned a little red, and he said kindly to the hot-blooded He Yao, "Come on, catch up with our car exhaust as soon as possible."

He Yao laughed. Before the person finished laughing, he saw a beautiful tall young man walking towards him fiercely. The moment the two of them met, the expression on the young man's face suddenly changed, and he suddenly became reserved and cold.

The pace slowed down.

Xiaomai came over with a wine glass, Lynch was on guard, thinking that he wouldn't be splashed on his face.

Xiaomai cleared her throat and said slowly to Lynch: "Will you introduce it?"

Lynch's face was full of question marks.
To be continued...