Chapter 903 That mascot also calls me "Ancestor"

The racing team, which Xi Zuer regarded as "the Beetles lined up" has been assembled.

"Joer, look, No. 133, ranked at the edge, is Sister Bai He's racing car, she painted it in the white you like."

"There are players from the Imperial team next to it, including veterans and newcomers..."

"Oh by the way, that No. 007 is said to be Bai Hejie's idol, God's car. The color is so sexy and bright yellow, I really couldn't imagine it!"

Wu Qianman kept in mind the gossip that Bai He had just told, and softly explained to Xi Zuer the team on the court.

Xi Rubao suddenly said "ah" and frowned: "Why are those guys still in dispersed? Are they coming again? Didn't the foie gras next door stinking them?"

Following Xi Rubao's telescope, at the meeting of the team, several people gathered with old men wearing black cloaks, walking towards one of the red-brown racing cars numbered 101.

The contestant in the car jumped down respectfully and saluted the old man.

The old man reached out and didn't know what had spilled on the man's head. The contestant immediately felt like he had a treasure and was almost worshipping him on the spot.

Xi Rubao continued to whisper: "The same was true for boxing last time. Is that guy a Western dance master? He is also their mascot of M country!"

Hearing this, Xi Zuer, who was wandering around, finally turned her gaze: "Hmm? Chicken fragrance?"

"Puff, it's the mascot, sister La, the kind of idol who specializes in meeting various requirements."

"Well, so is our ancestor..."

"No, no, sister, if there is really a god in the world, you are the fairy sister in my heart! The mascot level is not as good as you."

Xi Zuer smiled faintly: "That mascot really wants to call me ancestor."

While talking, the warm-up before the game has begun.

The first round is a qualifying match, which is carried out one by one, and does not include the official results, and is only used as the official competition ranking track position.

However, the players also attach great importance to it. After all, the track is so wide, and the most favorable position is just a few points in the inner circle. Only by taking the first few in the qualifying competition can you seize the best positions.

The bright yellow 007 racing car was drawn first, and the horseman drove out.

1 minute and 40 seconds.

A moderate score.

Xi Rubao said "Huh": "Didn't Bai He say that her G-G god is almost the best in the world? Why did she not get up and down at the beginning of the game? If I remember correctly, she just said that the highest record of winning the championship in recent years is 1 minute and 11 seconds?"

In the audience, God's huge fan group held small flags and banners and cheered: "God's majestic! God's majestic!"

Another fan quickly explained to the passers-by next to him: "Our God is saving his strength. It's not that important in the qualifying competition. As long as you can get the same position, otherwise the first qualifying competition will be excluded by the players in the same period. This is not a mistake, but a strategy!"

"Save strength? So sinister..." Xi Rubao heard the boiling voice outside and told Xi Zuer like a joke, "Sister, there are so many people who have been in M ​​Country. Look at Sister Bai He, it's different. She is so excited. I see that her car wheels are almost floating."

Bai He tried his best in the qualifying match and finally scored a score similar to God - 1 minute and 45 seconds.

Excitedly tied with God on the adjacent starting line, Bai He felt that Bai Yun in the arena was so beautiful today.
Chapter completed!