On the evening of the second day, night fell.
Fang Tian went out wearing a black windbreaker. The wind was strong outside, and the cars on the side of the road were swaying left and right.
The weather that night seemed to be very bad. He felt that something big was going to happen!
He did not drive. In such bad weather, driving was not a good thing.
Fang Tian stopped a taxi and got in.
"Phoenix Raceway," Fang Tian said to the driver in front of him.
"Okay." The driver started the car and drove towards the Phoenix Raceway.
The radio in the car was broadcasting the news.
Male anchor: Typhoon 'Hemline' is approaching Binhai City. The wind in the center is at level 17, and the intensity is still increasing.
Typhoon Hemline is very likely to be the strongest typhoon to hit Binhai City in a hundred years.
Citizens, please pay special attention …
…
"Sigh, the weather now is unpredictable. It's winter, and there's still such a big typhoon," the driver said.
Fang Tian smiled. "That's why we have to protect the environment. Bicycles are the most environmentally friendly. Let's get a shared bicycle in the future."
What shared bicycle? The driver did not understand, but he did not ask. He asked curiously, "Why are you going out in such bad weather? Isn't it better to stay at home?"
Fang Tian said, "Someone asked me to race at the raceway. I have to go."
The driver said, "Young people like excitement."
50 minutes later, at the Phoenix Raceway.
Fang Tian stepped into the raceway and looked around. The raceway was very wide, and he could not see the end of it. There were many cars parked on the road.
Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Ferrari, etc. They were all sports cars.
Fang Tian originally thought that the weather would not be good, and there would not be many people there. He did not expect that there would be so many spectators. The bad weather could not dampen their enthusiasm.
The Chinese Racing King Competition was held here. It was held once a year, and it represented the highest level of Chinese racing.
Racing champions from all over the country gathered here. After rounds of preliminaries, they entered the finals. They were all top racers.
Originally, Fang Tian was not qualified to participate, but the organizers allowed him to participate. It must be because Prince Chong had talked to the organizers.
In the domestic racing industry, Wang Zichong had quite a high status. Everyone had to give him some face.
A portion of the audience was attracted by the King of Racing competition, while the other portion was here for the Heavenly Queen.
It had been a long time since she appeared in the local area. Her fans had all come here.
There were more than forty thousand people in the audience, which was comparable to a concert!
Fast and Furious, with cars and beautiful women, so what if the wind was strong? His enthusiasm did not diminish!
Fang Tian walked on the driveway and looked at his watch. It was already past seven in the evening. If he guessed correctly, Superstar Shen had already arrived and was nearby.
Looking up, there were several buildings near the racetrack. He wondered where she was.
Then, he took out his phone and dialed her number. "Where are you?"
"I'm not telling you," Chen Mengxue said coldly. "I told you not to harass her."
There would always be an annoying woman by the side of a goddess. Kim Woo-yeon and Shen Yanyi had one.
Fang Tian said, "I said I wouldn't leave until I see you. She should be at the Phoenix Racetrack now, right?"
Chen Mengxue was stunned. "No. The weather was bad. The race was canceled. "
What she said seemed reasonable, but could this woman's words be trusted? In his impression, celebrity managers never told the truth.
Lying had become a habit. It was so natural.
Fang Tian looked at the center of the racetrack. A stage had been set up, and the staff was still busy.
Fang Tian quickly said, "She must be here. Where is she exactly?"
"Find her yourself," Chen Mengxue said angrily and hung up.
Looking at the phone, Fang Tian was speechless.
This woman was too hateful. She was not beautiful, and she had a bad temper.
Actually, Manager Chen's looks were not bad. She could be considered a beauty. But standing next to Shen Tian, even if she was a beauty, she looked mediocre.
It was impossible to find her. Even if he found her, he could not enter.
Fang Tian put his phone in his pocket and was about to go look at the race car.
At that moment, a group of people walked toward him. The two at the front were Lu Haige and Wang Zichong.
He stood in front of him and smiled. "Haha, I thought you didn't dare to come."
Fang Tian shrugged. "Isn't it just a race car? Why wouldn't I dare? "
"I guess you don't know my strength?" Wang Zichong said, "Do you know who I am?"
"I don't know," Fang Tian said nonchalantly.
"Haha, you really don't know your place." Wang Zichong's friend mocked him. "Zichong is the previous Chinese Racing King Champion, and also the previous one before that. Yes, you heard it right. Two-time champion! Fully deserving of the title of Racing King! "
Fang Tian was a little surprised. No wonder he invited him to race. He was very confident. "So what? You won last time because I didn't participate! "
How arrogant.
Wang Zichong said, "Have you won a race before?"
"No."
"Have you participated in a race before?"
Fang Tian smiled. "No. It's just that I participate in traffic jams every day. "
"Haha, in other words, you can't even be considered an amateur racer?" Wang Zichong despised him. The people around him mocked him.
"What qualifications do you have to challenge Wang Zichong?"
"Yeah, he's overestimating himself."
"He's really thick-skinned. Isn't he afraid of losing face?"
"Cut the crap. When do we start?" Fang Tian asked quickly.
Wang Zichong said, "8: 30. Ten laps around the track. As long as your driving skills aren't too bad, you can finish in an hour."
A gust of wind blew. Fang Tian asked, "The typhoon didn't affect you?"
"It's more exciting," Wang Zichong said.
After asking a few more questions, Fang Tian roughly understood the situation. He nodded.
Then, he went to check out his sports car.
There were eight racers from all over the country participating in this race. However, Fang Tian and Lu Haige were exceptions. They were also allowed to enter the race. There were a total of ten cars.
For the sake of fairness, each racer drove the same car. They were all Mercedes-Benz!
If BMW and Bugatti Veyron raced, everyone would know that the latter was faster. It would be too unfair.
The ten Mercedes-Benz cars were provided by the organizers. They had the same performance, but different colors.
Fang Tian's car was number 9. It was red and looked very dazzling. It was full of sports beauty.
He took the car key from the staff, opened the door, and sat in.
Except for the driver's seat, all the other seats were removed. Obviously, the car was modified to make it lighter.
Now, the problem was, Fang Tian touched his chin and thought. Wang Zichong was last year's champion. How could he win?
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