At this time, Wang Zhengdao quickly pressed the speech button of the intercom. His hands were shaking slightly, but his tone was extremely stable. He asked, "How are you doing?"

A voice came from the intercom and replied: "He jumped off the car and slid out more than 20 meters. The person hit the tree. The specific situation is unclear."

Bang! Duan Laowu on the other side threw away the walkie-talkie in his hand in anger. At the same time, he was still swearing.

Wang Zhengdao's tone was still stable, and he said, "Stop watching the game, go and take a look."

After a while, the intercom sounded again: "Brother Dao, Zeng Cheng is fine, I saw him stand up by himself."

"I understand." Wang Zhengdao said to the walkie-talkie: "Then don't go there."

New news is still coming - Tang and Song are far ahead, and his turn is still fast.

The leading advantage of Tang and Song dynasties is still expanding.

The game has lost its suspense, and Tang and Song have entered the final large C-shaped downhill bend, and they can be seen at the finish line soon.

After hearing this, Qin Simu immediately turned his head and looked at the road up the mountain in front of the finish line. The sound of the motorcycle's engine suddenly became louder, and the BMW turned from the other side of the mountain. Tang Song had already entered her sight.

At the same time, Tang and Song Dynasty also saw Qin Simu. The starting point was difficult and the process was very difficult, but if you know that there was always someone waiting for you at the end, the end point was no longer the end point. At this moment, everything became so dull. In Tang and Song Dynasty's mind, there was only Qin Simu's moving face.

Qin Simu, standing in front of the finish line, waved her hands at Tang Song. Her smile shone with the street lights at night, as bright as a flower. However, Qin Simu's smile quickly solidified because Tang Song's BMW suddenly burst out with a muffled sound. Then, a long stream of blue smoke pulled out from the rear of the BMW, and the BMW's speed also slowed down significantly.

"I fuck him! It actually exploded!" Yang Zheng, who was angry, kicked a stone under his feet, and even forgot about his foot pain.

The cylinder and piston are like the ventricles and atrium of the human heart. The motorcycle explodes the cylinder like a human heart stops beating. Although it will not die immediately, it is not far from the same. Relying on the previous inertia and the small amount of power left, the BMW, whose remaining speed has not disappeared, is still approaching the finish line, 30 meters, 20 meters, 10 meters... Suddenly, the BMW's front tire began to sway violently. Tang Song, who tried to forcibly control the faucet, was swaying constantly with the front tire.

9 meters...5 meters...4 meters... BMW is still approaching the finish line crookedly. At the same time, the roar of motorcycles behind Tang Song followed one after another. Seeing the finish line approaching, the cooked duck was about to fly away, the BMW turned to the side without Tang Song's control.

"Praise!" The BMW fell to the ground dejectedly, and Tang Song was also thrown off the car. The sound of the motorcycle engine slumped to the ground was still there, and the wheels were still turning helplessly, and they could no longer move forward.

"Tang Song, Brother Tang, Mr. Tang, are you okay?" Yang Zheng, who was standing on the edge of the finish line, was very anxious but did not dare to violate the rules, so he could only yell and make a hurry.

Chen Muxue, who was standing opposite Qin Simu, jumped up in an anxious manner. He shouted loudly: "Tang Song, get up quickly!"

"Tang and Song!" As he spoke, Qin Simu was about to step forward. Yang Zheng immediately reached out and stopped her. He said, "You can't go up, you will kill him like this!"

--The driver's motorcycle exceeds the finish line at any position!

Tang Song didn't care about so much at this time. He immediately stood up and rushed to the side of the motorcycle to lift the motorcycle and pushed forward. At this time, Jiang Feng's BMW had already appeared 100 meters away.

In the last half meter, Tang Song exerted force and bang, and he almost threw the motorcycle into the finish line. In the moment after that, Jiang Feng's BMW crossed the finish line like lightning.

The exhausted Tang Song sat next to the motorcycle, and the colorful motorcycles rushed past him from time to time. His eyes passed over the whizzing motorcycles and finally stopped on Qin Simu's face. Seeing her worried face, Tang Song gave her a thumbs up, and the latter smiled hard, as a response.

Not long after, a car stopped at the finish line and Liu Finger got out of the car. One of his little brothers immediately stepped forward and whispered to him. After hearing this, he looked at the replay in the dv. After everything was confirmed, he shouted: "The final result is that the BMW of Tang and Song won!"

Wang Zhengdao's subordinates did not go to congratulate Tang Song because Qin Simu had already walked towards him. Looking at her with a gloomy face, Tang Song smiled and said to her, "Girlfriend, didn't you scare you, right?"

Qin Simu was stunned for a moment before smiling. She shook her head and said, "No, it feels very exciting."

This momentary daze made Qin Simu give up the idea of ​​stopping Tang and Song from continuing to race. Every man has a pair of dream wings. Stopping Tang and Song racing is like stopping him from flying, just like killing his dream. What if he succeeds?

"Thank you for your understanding," Tang Song stood up casually, and said, "I'm not trying my best, I will quit one day."

Qin Simu looked up at the mountains at night and said, "It's good that you feel happy."

On the other side, Liu Finger was talking to Wang Zhengdao, and he said, "Okay, Wang Zhengdao, I will hand over this 4 million before I touched the heat."

Wang Zhengdao smiled and said, "How about we have a fight too?"

"You guys have all come to my head." Liu Finger said: "He can get the advantage he used to ride a second-hand BMW. Who dares to compete with him in the future?"

"You are wrong." Wang Zhengdao looked into the distance and said, "Some people don't think so."

Six Fingers looked back and saw a Lamborghini and a Hummer slowly coming from the opposite direction of the track. He said, "I have noticed them a long time ago. They have been at the fork in the road there, professional drivers."

On Lamborghini, Huang Ziwei picked up the walkie-talkie and asked, "What do you think of this person?"

An understatement sound came from the walkie-talkie - amateur.

"I want to play with them, but I don't want to lose." Huang Ziwei asked, "Are you sure?"

The man on the intercom said, "There is no opponent here."

"That's good." Huang Ziwei stopped the car, opened the door of the flying wing and got out calmly, and then he saw Wang Zhengdao.

Wang Zhengdao turned around and said to Tang Song: "Tang Song, you have work to do."

Tang Song, who was standing beside Qin Simu, said, "He dare not."

At this time, a young man walked down from the Hummer and stood next to Huang Ziwei. He said, "I want to play with you for two laps, I wonder if you dare?"

"Who are you?" Tang Song asked.

Huang Ziwei mocked: "I don't even know about Xianglong Convoy, what other car are you playing with?"

Yang Zheng asked Wang Yuancheng beside him and said, "Where did the Xianglong Convoy emerge?"

Wang Yuancheng said softly: "The champion team, that man is Ma Yuan, is the first champion in China to win the Grand Slam of the six major events."

"It sounds awesome, but I've never heard of it." Yang Zheng asked Wang Yuancheng and the others with a big laugh: "We will call the Galaxy Fleet tomorrow, will we rush out of the solar system immediately?"

"Hahaha." The crowd suddenly burst into laughter, and some people whistled. This time, not only Wang Zhengdao and the others were participating in the group ridicule, but also Duan Laowu and the racing party in Chen Mengshan were following suit. What they looked down upon the most were the so-called professional teams and professional drivers. Wang Zhengdao laughed and said, "Anyway, the name can be called the Universe Team, so we will be the Universe champions at that time."

Ma Yuan ignored everyone's ridicule and said, "You reminded me of the school sports meeting when I was a child. You dare to claim to be a champion with a cheap certificate."

Yang Zheng laughed and said, "A person who can't even climb into the motorcycle GP threshold is even better than Paul Rossi's tone. After hearing the joke, it's not funny at all. Climb away."

"Bang bang bang!" Five burly men walked out of the Hummer, and the sound of their closing door was very loud.

Wang Zhengdao looked at the five people, shook his head and said, "Dogs are dogs, ten years ago, and ten years later."

Huang Ziwei laughed and said, "Ten years ago, someone came out of the North View like a dog. Ten years later, I heard his barking again."

Wang Zhengdao touched his beard and sneered, "Get out of the northern view? I'm afraid Huang Yinchen will not dare to say such things, right? Huang Ziwei, you are too young, don't go around with me. If I, Wang Zhengdao, get serious, I want you to die in these five minutes, you will not live for less than five minutes and one second."

"Wang Zhengdao, Beijing is no longer your world now. You can try it out." Huang Ziwei said coldly.

"Don't think that the five guys behind you can keep your safety." Wang Zhengdao looked at the crowd and said, "There are no less than five of the people present who can beat you one by one."

"Babababababa." The person who was the leader of the five people clapped and said, "Yes, I admit that you, Wang Zhengdao, are a hero, you can be counted as one, but you don't need to make up five of them to scare people, do you think we were scared?"

"Believe it or not, many people are unwilling to show off their dew." Wang Zhengdao said to Huang Ziwei: "Your Huang family has disappointed me so much when you come to you. Huang Yinchen is only ten years old. You should know the difference between them more than me."

"You have to go to the teahouse for a long time, and talk to the car." Ma Yuan changed the topic and said to Tang Song: "In a word, do you dare to play?"

Tang Song said directly: "I don't have any interest, I won't play."

"Hahaha." Huang Zi laughed in unison for the people over there. The meaning was very obvious. This kid was afraid.

The person over there was making a fuss. The people here couldn't bear the face. Yang Zheng, who was outspoken, asked Tang Song in a strange voice, and said, "Why are you not playing anymore?"

Tang Song turned his head and looked at Qin Simu beside him, and he said, "It's very simple. I don't want to worry about my girlfriend anymore."

After hearing this, Qin Simu immediately came to Tang Song's ear and said, "Tang Song, you are so nice."

Chen Muxue here also nodded constantly. To women, Tang Song's words were really powerful.

It was Monday in a blink of an eye. Luo Tianwen skipped class to go to Happy to accept an appointment, while the other three and Chen Muxue attended classes as usual. Monday afternoons in the Department of Mechanical Engineering have always been lively because Professor Fei Yuncang's double Monday class is set at the last afternoon.

It is true that college students like to skip classes, but there are also reasons for choosing classes. Because some professors are busy with books and giving lectures everywhere, their classes are really unpleasant. No matter how bad college students are, they are not illiterate. If you want to study according to your studies, then you won’t bother you.

Professor Fei Yuncang is different. His classes often produce great killers and usually cannot listen to them. According to the observations of the Tang and Song dynasties in the past three years, the number of students in Peking University is about 4,000, which is a grand occasion that only occurs when the postgraduate entrance examination is sprinting. Professor Fei Yuncang teaches mechanical manufacturing technology. Although this is an unpopular course in engineering, the number of people is basically around 1,000. A large number of people come here to take the class, and these people are basically mixed in outside the school, including awesome people like corporate bosses. This is enough to show the value of Professor Fei's lectures. It is not in vain for those who can hand over the top 500 students.

Because of the industry that the family is engaged in, Chen Muxue will not miss this kind of class. When she learned that Chen Muxue was coming, Tang Song took her a gentlemanly position in the front row. In fact, he didn't need his help at all. It was easy for our Miss Chen to find a front row position.

As Professor Fei walked into the classroom, the noisy sound soon calmed down. Professor Fei walked slowly to the podium and tried the microphone. The old professor said, "Let's start now. Today I'm talking on the class is relatively shallow, so just listen to it casually. Well, if there are angry young people here, you can lose sight of it, because what I want is definitely something you don't like to listen to. What I want today is - the reason why China's basic industry is backward."

As soon as he heard Professor Fei’s opening remarks, the students below immediately understood that he was going to give a small lecture today to talk about reality. Fei Yuncang said: “First of all, one thing is certain, China’s basic industry is very backward, and it is even worse than that of the third brother.”

It is understandable that Professor Fei is scolded as a traitor on the forum by Professor Fei. The third brother has always been a laughing stock for Chinese people to find confidence. It is undoubtedly a slap in the face to say that the third brother is stronger than China.

Professor Fei continued: "I think most of the students here should have heard of it. A few days ago, a classmate Yu Jiazhen's generous speech in the class "Principle and Structure of Automobile Engines". What I want to say is that raising doubts is a good thing, and his conclusion is also correct, but I don't agree with most of his opinions. It's not that we can't jump out of the circle to think about the problem, but we don't have the qualifications at all. Domestic electronic machinery products are definitely not as good as those from abroad. Why is this? Because we do not have corresponding high-end equipment and high-end production lines. Isn't it just a piece of paper to talk about engine design and manufacturing in this situation?"

At this time, a classmate who was attending the class was dissatisfied. He stood up and said, "Professor Fei, can we import high-end production lines?"

Fei Yuncang asked the classmate, "But can we produce or improve high-end production lines?"
Chapter completed!