"Yifei, I saw you on TV. Is this year celebrating the New Year at home in Guangzhou and Shenzhen?"

Wang Yanjing on the other end of the phone contained a hint of uncontrollable excitement.

Before, when Zhang Yifei went to Hong Kong Island or Japan, the two of them contacted each other from time to time to talk about their current situation. However, as Zhang Yifei entered F1 and the schedule was full, he basically didn't even have much time to chat.

More importantly, Zhang Yifei has not been home for the New Year in two years, and Wang Yanjing, as a student, happened to meet the time when Zhang Yifei came back by chance.

So seriously, the separation of the year of senior high school was not seen for two years.

Today, Wang Yanjing was watching the Spring Festival Gala at home, but just jumped to the local station and saw news reports about Zhang Yifei. He thought that Zhang Yifei would come back to receive the Lawrence Sports Award during the Chinese New Year, and he would go home if nothing unexpected happens, so he couldn't help but feel excited and called to inquire.

"Yes, I'm at home in Guangshen."

Zhang Yifei smiled and replied, "He originally planned to contact Wang Yanjing until tomorrow." After all, he hasn't been home for two years and has been spending the New Year with the old man. Unexpectedly, Wang Yanjing came on his own initiative on New Year's Eve!

"That's great, then I'll wait for you in the old place, and we should be together!"

When Wang Yanjing was even more excited when she heard Zhang Yifei say that she was in Guangzhou and Shenzhen, she immediately invited her to meet her.

"Okay, I'll be here soon."

Zhang Yifei also agreed directly. After his entire high school career, Wang Yanjing was the one who could be considered a friend in the school. He hadn't seen him for two years, and I don't know if this kid has changed a lot.

The so-called old place is actually the place where we made an appointment to go to school and met together.

When Zhang Yifei came to the corner of the street, he saw Wang Yanjing was already waiting for him. He looked childish and looked different from when he was studying. Now Wang Yanjing has bangs and has a pair of popular black-framed glasses on his face.

I have to say that the slanted bangs and other things in this era are really popular. After all, this guy named Wang Jingjing didn't make any explosive heads, and added a colorful color. Otherwise, when Zhang Yifei faced this "Renaventurous" hairstyle, he wouldn't know whether he should tolerate it or complain a few times.

Just as Zhang Yifei was looking at Wang Yanjing, Wang Yanjing also saw Zhang Yifei standing on the corner of the street.

Compared to Wang's glasses changing from a flat-shaped body to a thick bang, Zhang Yifei now just turned around, from his long hair before to a very energetic flat head.

In fact, this is not a change in Zhang Yifei's aesthetic view, but the reason for drivers' short hair is actually similar to that of soldiers. In the event of a dangerous accident, a racing car fire, etc., short hair can deal with head injuries faster and more directly.

Another point is that the flat head is easy to take care of. When the event is tense, Zhang Yifei doesn’t even have enough time to eat. What hairstyle does he have to wear?

Of course, in addition to the changes in hairstyle, it is more of a difference in spirit and momentum. Wang Yanjing could at least see a very obvious student spirit, but Zhang Yifei did not have any at all, and even just stood there simply, with a sharp spirit.

In his regular career, he wandered on the edge of losing control countless times, facing the cold eyes and ridicule of hundreds of thousands of people, these experiences changed Zhang Yifei bit by bit. He could not be the childish student back then, but the F1 driver standing at the peak of motorsports.

Seeing Wang Yanjing standing there blankly, Zhang Yifei walked over with a smile and said, "Wang Yanjing, I haven't seen him for a while. Do you even recognize me now?"

"Of course I know you boy..."

When Wang Yanjing faced Zhang Yifei's joke, she began to use the habitual words of the past, but stopped halfway through his speech. He thought about Zhang Yifei's current identity and status, and said that he was a bit inappropriate?

Zhang Yifei could also experience the strange and familiar emotions in Wang Yanjing's heart, because he himself had them.

However, the different experiences allowed Zhang Yifei to adapt faster. He put his hand on Wang Yanjing's shoulder, just like on the way to school, without any sense of estrangement and continued to joke: "Damn it, now he looks like a terrible person, and he still knows how to get a hairstyle?"

"Come on, let the big guy come and help you dress up!"

After Zhang Yifei finished speaking, he rubbed Wang's thick bangs twice. In an instant, the hairstyle with non-mainstream smell turned into a "pheasant nest".

"I'm so proud. I spent fifty yuan to ask Teacher Tony for design this afternoon. My head can be cut off and blood can flow, and my hairstyle cannot be messy. I'll fight with you!"

In an instant, Wang Yanjing also forgot the feeling of unfamiliarity and started to fight with Zhang Yifei on the street, just like before.

After a playful and scrambled, the two of them walked together with each other, no longer had the strangeness of the first meeting, and their relationship remained the same. Time may change a lot, but the purest friendship between students and no interests is the most difficult to change.

"I thought you kid would be different now as a big man, but I didn't expect that he still had this kind of virtue."

"You know, this is called not forgetting your original intention!"

Zhang Yifei replied angrily, he never needed to be polite in front of Wang Yanjing.

"When you talk about your original intention, I remembered a place. Are you interested in going to Qixing Mountain to take a look? Now it has changed a lot!"

Speaking of this, Wang Yanjing had a pretentious expression on her face, and it was obvious that he was waiting for Zhang Yifei to ask curiously.

In fact, Zhang Yifei is not very interested in what Qixing Mountain will become. Ordinary people will never understand how exaggerated the gap between hobbies and top F1 drivers.

Zhang Yifei has almost run around the world's top racing cars, and even the more famous bay shoreline on the streets has been conquered. If nothing unexpected happens, the fastest record of the bay shoreline so far is still maintained by himself.

When looking back at the peak, Qixing Mountain may be like its name, and it is an ordinary hill for Zhang Yifei.

Of course, there is no need for Zhang Yifei to show off these things in front of his "childhood friends", so he replied cooperatively: "Oh, then tell me, what is it like now?"

Sure enough, when Wang Yanjing heard Zhang Yifei's question, the spirit came and said with a proud look: "After we two ran to Qixing Mountain, didn't we get the title of Qixing Mountain God?"

"Later, as you boy became famous, the entire Guangdong province, no! It's the entire Chinese underground racing car, everyone knows the title of the Seven Star Mountain Racing God."

"So the highest title in the domestic underground car world is the title of Qixing Mountain Racing God. Tonight is New Year's Eve, with few passers-by and fewer people, Qixing Mountain must be very lively!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yifei felt a little amused. The so-called title of the Seven Star Mountain Race God was purely a joke that imitated the Akime Mountain Race God and gave him a casual title.

Unexpectedly, more than two years have passed, and this sensational title unexpectedly became the highest honor for domestic underground racing.

"The changes are quite big, but I need to correct them. I was the one who ran to Qixing Mountain and you kid was still beaten at home."

"Damn, sitting in the co-pilot is not considered a human being!"

"Forget it, but the problem is that the explosion didn't run away at all."

"You kid is now promising, but you are becoming more and more stingy. You can't even get some money. You're such a fucking shit!"

"Grass! Fall!"

In an instant, the two of them had a disagreement and started to fight again, but Zhang Yifei suddenly realized that he seemed to enjoy this atmosphere, at least it was much easier than maintaining the image of Chinese drivers abroad at all times.

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense to you, will you go to Qixing Mountain to have a look?"

After a few words to each other, Wang Yanjing ended this meaningless verbal trick.

"Go, otherwise what's the point of stepping on the street with you? You're not a pretty girl."

"Tsk, do you think I like to blow the cold wind here with you at night."

Wang Jingjing was not willing to be outdone and began to dislike each other again.

"Then it's OK to think I like it."

Zhang Yifei put his smile on Wang Yanjing's shoulder again. Anyway, the two of them had the same virtues before.

"Then our peerless two heroes will kill to Qixing Mountain, and then take the title of the God of Cars. Go to your house to drive the car out!"

"What car do you drive?"

Zhang Yifei asked back.

"Damn, the news says you are a world-class driver, and the repair shop doesn't have two racing cars prepared?"

"Please read more books, are you not allowed to go on the road in F1 racing? Also, even if you allow it, do you know how much it costs to drive a lap?"

"Then what Ford Mustang you used to be, Mitsubishi Evo is always there? You could have won the Seven Star Mountain Race God, but now it's definitely easy!"

"Sorry, I'm not here."

Zhang Yifei shrugged. The Ford Mustang was originally a modified car for Lu Ningping, and it was already his own. The Mitsubishi Evo modified behind was Zhang Yifei's first performance car in his life, but the problem was also transported to Hong Kong Island and ran on the streets several times. Later, he never drove it back, so he really didn't have any performance car on hand.

"Then what car do you have?"

"Is Santana 2000 counting?"

Now, at Zhang Yifei's house, there is only a Santana 2000 that the old man usually drives.

It has to be said that this car is a national car of this era. It is relatively cheap, strong and durable. Volkswagen's domestic influence began with Santana, and it surpassed the Jetta series in the early days.

"Damn, isn't this another copy of Jetta King? I'm going to go with you to show off on Qixing Mountain. This car is better than relying on my Duke of Nissan."

Wang Yanjing couldn't help rolling her eyes. She thought that the two of them would go to Qixing Mountain to be nostalgic, just to show off their popularity and pretend to be a shame to the past!

After all, I was being beaten back then, so I was forced to pretend to Zhang Yifei, so I had to find the scene back today.
Chapter completed!