Chapter 733: The understanding of female students
Zang Yanbin was attacked last night, but it was not as exaggerated as the man called the dead man.
He was not dead, but he was not far away. When Wei Sheng saw him in the woods, Zang Yanbin was lying in the muddy grove with blood stains, because it rained last night and he was soaked in the water with clothes on. It was still wet, with scars on his head and body. The blood soaked the puddles into blood pits. When he was lifted, it was said that his body was hot like a stove, and he was obviously feverish.
At this moment, Wei Sheng watched Luo Quankun command the man to send Zang Yanbin down the mountain, then turned to look at the team of Asian Tigers wearing blue and white mountaineering suits.
It was their coach Dean who had just ridiculed Zang Yanbin who slept in the woods all night, and the Asian Tigers themselves were the Dutch company developed in Country Z.
Dean’s National Z dialect is very good, and the words are round. At this moment, he is holding his strong chest and watching with cold eyes. When he sees Luo Quankun's gaze, he lifted his chin in contempt. Need to look at me this way, I believe that my car fans will not do such a thing."
Luo Quankun suddenly became angry and sneered, "When did I say that I suspected Asian Tiger fans? Why did Coach Dean directly point the suspect to your own fans? I want to say that fans are not necessarily, but you I'm not sure!"
The tall team members behind Dean were suddenly angry and intently stepping forward, but they were stopped by Dean raising his hand. The dark and rugged face appeared with a smile and said without a smile, "Coach Luo, you must pay attention to everything. evidence."
After that, he looked sideways at the players behind him and said, "Guys, it's not easy to see a strong driver in the Bulls? I didn't expect to fall so soon, let's go, my stomach It started to groan."
All of the team members immediately walked away amidst the roar of laughter, and not far away, Dean looked back at Xiang Luo Quankun, "If coach Luo wants to cancel tonight's game because of the loss of love, I will gladly agree. Don’t say I forgot to tell you that the players in our team playing tonight will come up with a level you’ve never seen before. They are from Enston, County."
Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Luo Quankun suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you planning to invite foreign aid?"
"Oh! No, no, no, I am a professional coach with professional qualities, so why would I ask outside for help in the game? All three will be signed to the Asian Tigers after the game." Dean walked away. , The voice was mixed with a three-point sneer.
Seeing the opponent's back arrogantly leaving, Luo Quankun clenched his hands into fists. He felt that Zang Yanbin's performance on the field last night must have threatened Dean, so...
Thinking of this, he glanced at the back of the girl who was about to leave from the corner of his eyes, and couldn't help but hesitate to shout, "Wait a minute!"
Wei Sheng turned to look at Luo Quankun's eyes and blinked at him. Luo Quankun nodded, stepped forward and put one hand on her shoulder and walked towards the camp, "Are you interested in joining the F1 team?"
Hearing this, Wei Sheng burst into laughter. She did want to join the F1 team, but did not intend to become a racing driver. In fact, she was very interested in forming a team, but with her existing financial resources, she did not think she could support herself. Start a regular F1.
The reason why China has not had its own F1 is mainly because F1 is not popular in Asia in Europe, has no long history, lacks some in-depth understanding of car fans, and has not vigorously promoted, and the second is that the technology is not enough and lacks aerodynamics. Such talents are difficult to be favored and sponsored by the wealthy of Z country.
Even in later generations, countries such as Z, South Korea, R, and Abu Dhabi have F1 circuits, but their popularity is hard to compare with Europe and the United States. Moreover, the money burning of this sport is not so simple to say, let alone every year It will cost hundreds of millions of dollars in operating expenses. Some big car brands like Ferrari can build their own fleets to increase the visibility and output of the manufacturer. Unfortunately, Weisheng is not a car manufacturer.
If a private team is formed, the struggle is already difficult, and the wealthy of Country Z will basically not attack this way.
Thinking of this, Wei Sheng still shook his head.
"You'll try it with me later, I'll see your level first." Luo Quankun said to her without seeing her shaking his head.
Fang Weisheng was taken aback, then shook his head and smiled, "I will participate in group activities with the class later. If Coach Luo has anything to do, we will talk to him at night." After he said, he raised his wrist and looked at his watch. "After all, it's still early, isn't it? ."
After that, he stepped away.
Luo Quankun couldn't help but stop, shouting towards Wei Sheng's back with embarrassment, "At night? It's too late at night!"
But seeing that Wei Sheng had already met a boy, the two said something and left side by side.
Perhaps it was that yesterday’s race was indeed exciting, and it did not end with the Bulls’ disastrous defeat as everyone expected. There are obviously more people going up the mountain today. There are racing enthusiasts, and there are also some second generation ancestors who have got the news. There were even some reporters who came to hear the news.
"With the sound of the engine, a different style of speed and fashion is performed! This is the Beijing Sports Daily, and this is Shen Lang! What is going on now is about..."
"The F1 cars that have been popular in Europe and America in recent years have gradually landed in Country Z. Today we are interviewing on the spot..."
Wei Sheng and Cui Xian walked side by side in the mountains. From time to time, I could see some reporters walking in the crowd as if they were doing a live broadcast. She couldn't help turning her eyes to Cui Xian and smiled, "I saw this on TV before. The news is skipped directly."
"Me too." He put his hands in his trouser pockets and stared down at the vamp under his feet, then glanced at her, "I want to take a bath."
Wei Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then his face turned reddish, and his eyes looked away thiefly, "Isn't it washed with mineral water..."
He also turned his face aside unnaturally, "Yeah."
She bit her lip, turned around and slammed her fist on him, "Smelly hooligan!" After saying that, she strode away.
He was stunned, then pursed his lips and laughed out loud.
Wei Sheng mixed with several female classmates headed by Cheng Lin, Lu Shishi and Yang Miao with a hypocritical expression.
At this moment, Cheng Lin was showing off to a group of female classmates who had belittled Wei Sheng yesterday. The Bulls came to the door last night. The girls were very unbelievable. Seeing Wei Sheng walking over, Yang Miao hurried forward to pull Wei Sheng. Sheng, "Wei Sheng, tell them yourself, did Coach Luo bring the racing driver to thank you in person last night? We also had a drink and chat with the racing driver Shuma tonight!"
When Wei Sheng heard this, he might as well stay with Cui Xian.
"But have you heard that the last Asian Bulls player, lying in the woods this morning, is said to be almost beaten to death!"
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