Entertainment: My Game Life

"Isn't it just racing? It's so difficult, let alone playing on the computer, it's probably just drifting and turning." Sun Yucheng said.

Although Sun Yucheng has never learned to drive.

But this kind of kart, he still feels no pressure.

When playing just now, Wang Cong also mentioned some tricks, and Sun Yucheng naturally mastered them easily.

Pick-up is quick and cornering is no problem.

Of course, Sun Yucheng also understands that drifting in reality cannot be learned just by thinking about it.

It's not that simple, and it's necessary to work hard and practice one or two times.

But in the game, it's just a matter of a few buttons.

There is no reason why you can't operate it with your own hand speed.

This is Sun Yucheng's self-confidence.

"Old Fang, you should pay more attention." Sun Yucheng said.

"What am I careful about?" Fang Yuan asked.

"Be careful, don't lose to Wang Cong this afternoon." Sun Yucheng said.

"Don't worry, it won't happen." Fang Yuan said confidently.

Fang Yuan was not sure about this.

At noon, Fei Bai and Wu Xue also rushed over.

Although Wu Xue had thought about broadcasting this game live, but when he thought that Fang Yuan had organized it to play, he quickly dismissed the idea.

After Fei Bai received the news, he also began to tutor the relevant knowledge.

As for the game in the afternoon, Fei Bai also knew that he didn't need to be very professional.

You only need to give an explanation of the situation on the spot.

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It's now around two-thirty in the afternoon.

Basically everyone has had a good experience.

Next is the main event.

Workers also began to rearrange the track.

However, the competition was organized by Fang Yuan.

Naturally, play by your own rules.

The width of the track has been reduced, and there are a little more than two bodies.

A lot of sharp turns and S-shaped curves have also been added.

Drift speed is not necessarily the fastest, but it must be the most entertaining and handsome.

This is not a real competition, and Fang Yuan also pays more attention to viewing.

At this time, outside.

"Whoosh" sound. A white light leaped across.

A top luxury car suddenly appeared in front of everyone, which made many people dumbfounded.

"What kind of car is that? It's so handsome."

"Isn't Wulens Hongguang releasing the world's limited edition Oriental Horse? The value can be rumored to be hundreds of millions of dollars."

"Hundreds of millions, that's the kind that has a price but no market, and ordinary people can't buy it at all."

"Who is driving the car, so awesome, can this kind of car be driven?"

"Is my Prince Charming here?"

"I don't even look at what you look like, I expect others to take a fancy to you."

Many women's eyes sparkled and they secretly fantasized.

It's a pity that the car only stopped outside the door for a while,

They drove directly into the karting venue.

"It's a pity, we can't follow in, otherwise I really want to see it."

"I don't know who booked the entire venue. I finally came to experience it, but I couldn't get in."

"They must all be big men."

"Forget it, let's go, it's meaningless to stay here, and I can't see it."

The people who had just surrounded them soon dispersed.

The man in the car also noticed that it was very noisy outside.

There seems to be some kind of event going on.

But he doesn't care about that.

Find a place to park and park the car.

As soon as the man in the car got out of the car, a person next to him said,

"Young Master Hong, you're here."

The person who came was Kosuke, the sole heir of the Wuleng Hongguang Group.

No, he is not very interested in this identity.

His real interest is racing.

The kind of real racing.

Of course, in his eyes, karts can only be regarded as children's toys, which is too simple.

race track?

What is the meaning of fixed track?

It is more interesting to run on the mountain road, and it is much more fun.

"Who is singing?" Kosuke asked curiously.

This song was quite exciting to listen to, which made Kosuke a little curious.

"It's a star named He Yunji." The manager said.

"He Yunzhi?"

Kosuke rolled his eyeballs upwards, and after thinking for a while, he said, "It seems to be a little star who is relatively popular recently."

hotter?

Starlet?

Although the manager disagreed, he didn't dare to disobey, after all, in Kosuke's eyes, calling her a starlet was nothing.

The identity gap is really too big.

Others may only know that Wuling Hongguang only produces cars, but the manager knows more.

In addition to cars, there are also some important items of the country that are produced by the Hong family.

The car is just the tip of the iceberg.

Naturally, as long as the manager kept these things in his heart, he would not dare to talk nonsense.

"Are they holding a competition?" Kosuke asked.

"Yes, it's a small competition for the company." The manager replied.

Kosuke is generally not in the mood for this kind of thing.

Like, would an adult watch kids play?

The answer is no.

But today for some reason, Kosuke became curious.

It's an indescribable feeling.

"Take me to have a look." Hongsuke said.

The manager had just entered the venue with Kosuke.

At this time, in the arena, a huge steel giant was transformed.

Iron giant is the word that flashed in Kosuke's mind.

This term is still more appropriate.

The upper body of this steel artist is based on red, and the lower body is based on blue.

The whole body looks very domineering and mighty.

In this short moment, Kosuke was shocked.

"What is this?" Hongsuke became puzzled.

But the shock in my heart has not had time to subside.

Afterwards, the robot transformed itself in the sky.

Turned into a small sports car.

Then slowly landed on the runway.

"So handsome." Kosuke sighed involuntarily.

At this moment in his heart, he can't wait to own such a car.

A person who loves racing cars naturally has a hobby of collecting cars.

Kosuke was not short of money, and his family was producing cars.

It can be said that as long as he takes a fancy to the car, it's just a matter of one sentence.

If not, add a little more money at most.

But the one in front of him is not a car.

He is just an illusion projected by the system.

This Hongsuke is still clear.

But this illusion made Kosuke's body tremble slightly.

The thoughts in his mind have always revolved around the steel giant in front of him.

The love in my heart cannot be calmed for a long time.

Kosuke also understood that with his current strength, he might not be able to produce such a car.

No other company in the world can produce it either.

This is completely a similar work across the ages.

Hiroshi smiled slightly.

There is also a lot of interest in whoever came up with this concept.

There are existing works on robots and racing cars.

But no one, yet, has brought the two together.

"What kind of brain is this that can come up with such a shocking work."

"I, Kosuke, would like to call this man a genius designer."