"Don't get too cocky. When the time comes, all the competitors will be top notch and we will have to give it our all." Xu Xiuying said. "Try to get into the top three!"
"Top three!" Everyone's eyes lit up with fighting spirit. They were all motorcycle enthusiasts and to them, winning a place in the competition was a very glorious thing.
If they were able to win a place in the competition using the motorcycle they had assembled, they would become famous and receive sponsorship to set up their own companies.
Every young person dreamed of achieving success in their field of passion. However, only a small number of them succeeded. Xu Xiuying came from a wealthy family but she had not received much support. Xu Wenbin thought that she was not doing her job properly and had not agreed to sponsor her.
The group started to get busy. The competition was the next day and they needed to be ready.
Lu Zixin had become an extra person and Xu Xiuying saw that and asked: "You know how to ride a motorcycle right? Why don't I let you ride my motorcycle for a spin? "
"Sure." Lu Zixin was of the same mind.
However, Ah Jing stared at Xu Xiuying with wide eyes and said: "You are letting him ride your motorcycle? We assembled it together, how can you let this stinking man touch our motorcycle! "
"He is a guest, it is fine to let him ride it." Xu Xiuying explained.
"Then why don't you let him ride another motorcycle?" Ah Jing continued to question her.
"Ah Jing, don't be unreasonable. Isn't it just a motorcycle ride? It's not like we are giving it to him! "Xu Xiuying was getting angry and her eyebrows were furrowed.
"I am being unreasonable?" Ah Jing was getting angrier and said: "I am worried that he will damage your motorcycle! Isn't this motorcycle going to the competition tomorrow? What if he damages it? "
"Also, when he carried you over just now, he was so close to you, I saw it all!"
Ah Jing's voice was full of grievance. She had seen Xu Xiuying drive over and Lu Zixin had been holding her waist and she was already upset. Now that Xu Xiuying had let him ride the motorcycle they had painstakingly assembled together, Ah Jing's jealousy had exploded.
"Ah Jing, you are too much! This is normal behaviour! "Xu Xiuying retorted.
"I am too much." Ah Jing gritted her teeth and said: "Then you guys go ahead and have fun. I hope you guys have fun!"
After that, her eyes turned red and she hid herself in the room. Faint sobbing sounds could be heard from inside. She was probably crying.
Lu Zixin was at a loss for words. He had seen quite a number of couples quarreling, but this was the first time he had seen a pair of lesbians quarreling over him. Perhaps Ah Jing's mental state was more fragile than most people's.
"That … I'm not riding anymore," Lu Zixin said awkwardly.
However, the people at the motorcycle repair shop were all looking at him with displeasure, thinking that he was the one who had made Ah Jing cry.
Xu Xiuying took a deep breath and said, "Just ride, don't worry about her!"
"Ride this one." The blue-haired youth pointed at an old-fashioned motorcycle. It was a motorcycle that had been sent to the repair shop. Due to its poor performance, it was simply abandoned. It was basically an obsolete item. He said, "I'll take him for a ride."
Lu Zixin didn't feel comfortable staying there, so he agreed to ride the old-fashioned motorcycle out for a spin.
The design of the body of this old-fashioned motorcycle was not bad. It was just that the engine was too old. When riding it, the roar was loud and the speed was very slow. Compared to the handsome modified motorcycle of the blue-haired youth, it was simply a tortoise.
What was the point of driving a motorcycle here if it was too slow? He felt that he might as well ride an electric motorcycle. Lu Zixin regretted not riding Xu Xiuying's modified motorcycle.
He suddenly had an idea. If he were to combine a level one mechanical equation block with a motorcycle, would it become a "modified motorcycle"?
The blue-haired youth brought him around for a while and stopped at a deserted spot. He said, "Let's take a break and get to know each other. I'm Hong Zhen, the vice president of the Hemu Motorcycle Club."
"Lu Zixin." Lu Zixin replied simply.
"You're from the mainland right?" Hong Zhen asked, his tone tinged with a strange sense of superiority.
"Yes." Lu Zixin nodded.
"Your accent is that of the mainland, and you're a terrible motorcycle rider. I've heard that very few people in the mainland can afford to ride a motorcycle." Hong Zhen lit a cigarette and said.
Lu Zixin laughed and asked, "Where did you hear that?"
"On TV!" Hong Zhen said matter-of-factly. "There aren't many motorcycle riders in your area, right?"
"There aren't many." When Lu Zixin said this, Hong Zhen felt a little smug. However, Lu Zixin changed the topic and said, "Because many people drive cars or take high-speed trains or planes. Motorcycles are rarely used."
"Hehe." Hong Zhen did not believe him. "Where do you find such a high-class motorcycle like mine? I used high-class parts from Japan, Italy, Germany, and Taiwan to assemble it! "
"Then it's probably much more high-class than yours." Lu Zixin said.
"Bullsh * t!" Hong Zhen did not believe him. "Our motorcycle is the best. Moreover, the motorcycle I designed and modified is more perfect than a normal racing motorcycle. Your motorcycle definitely can't compare to mine! "
"That's because you haven't competed. If you had, you wouldn't say that." Lu Zixin wanted to attack his self-confidence.
However, Hong Zhen was not affected. Instead, he said disdainfully, "You don't know anything about motorcycles. Even if I explain it to you, it's useless. Anyway, my motorcycle is very good. You won't understand. You mainlanders like to brag. That's what the news said! "
Lu Zixin was even angered by him. He said, "Brag? I can just modify and assemble a motorcycle, and it will be better than yours! "
He wanted to teach this arrogant guy a lesson and let him know that the news was not always correct.
"Hahaha." Hong Zhen laughed and said, "Brother, I'm a professional! I dare say that there are less than 50 people in Beitai City who know more about motorcycles than me! Stop bragging! If you can modify a motorcycle and it's better than mine, I can shout 'Daddy' in the direction of the mainland. "
His tone was extremely exaggerated. To him, this sentence was usually considered to be absolutely impossible.
"Sure." Lu Zixin felt that this sentence needed to be carried out. He said, "Okay, then I plan to modify a motorcycle. If it's better than yours, don't forget what you said just now."
"I never go back on my words." Hong Zhen said with certainty. "You can even ask for help. My motorcycle is definitely the best!"
"I don't need help. I just want a motorcycle. I'll take this one. How much is it? I'll buy it." Lu Zixin pointed at the old motorcycle he had just ridden. Although this motorcycle's performance could not keep up with the times, the design and quality of the body and shell were not bad. As long as it was improved, it could be brand new.
"This one?" Hong Zhen laughed when he saw it. "Haha, you really don't understand. This is a motorcycle from ten years ago. Other than the shell, the rest of the parts are outdated. If you choose this one, you might as well buy a new one. "
"I want this one. How much?" Lu Zixin asked.
"You don't need money. I'll give it to you!" Hong Zhen said, "But if you lose, you have to promise me one thing. Don't follow Sister Ying anymore."
"OK, it's settled." Lu Zixin nodded.
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