After dressing up as a wealthy and pitiful little man, I hold the Shuangwen script in my hand

Chapter 273 An Ziyu Seems Satisfied with the Results

She drives a red sports car.

On the big screen, there are shots of several racers.

Several other racers were nervous and serious.

Only An Ziyu was driving lazily while holding the steering wheel while resting his head on one hand.

Those who don't know may think she is driving a bumper car, so don't be too careless.

Bai Ling turned his head, "Mr. Gu, Ziyu has learned to drive a racing car?"

Gu Shumo's eyes were still fixed on the fiery red racing car, "I don't know."

Bai Ling, "..."

That should be nothing to hope for.

I heard that all the contestants who participated in today's competition are players with great potential.

I was thinking that in Bai Ling.

A group of foreigners sitting not far away complained there.

"Who is that An Ziyu? What kind of racing car is she driving? It's really funny."

"It's a student of Music University A, and it's also participating in the competition."

"She competed? She just learned it? Look at the way she drives, does it look like she is driving a racing car?
I'm here today to find good racers to run internationally.

Not to watch a rookie show off her poor driving skills here.Moreover, there is a very, very important point! !That is, she took up the quota, and there is obviously one person who can participate today.

But because of An Zixuan, he didn't have the chance to participate. "

The foreigner was full of resentment.

Everyone wanted An Ziyu to leave quickly.

Bai Ling's face was slightly cold when he heard that, and he was about to stand up, but was stopped by Gu Shumo, "Sit down."

Bai Ling didn't quite understand, and looked at Gu Shumo suspiciously, "Mr. Gu, they are insulting Ms. An."

Gu Shumo stared at An Ziyu on the screen, "What are you worrying about, I'll see them later."

Is he, Gu Shumo, the kind of gentle and kind person? ?
It seems that this kind of Gu Shumo doesn't exist yet.

……

The race requires four laps to determine the winner.

In the first three laps, An Ziyu was fishing for fish, mixed in with a large number of racing cars and followed at a leisurely pace.

In the middle, Elder Wei called her.

An Ziyu also answered the phone.

At the match scene, the host couldn't help but screamed when he saw An Zixuan like this.

"The red racing player is answering the phone!! It seems that she is quite satisfied with her current results."

As soon as this was said, there was a burst of laughter all around.

An Ziyu's current result is the third last from the third lap.

The three people in the back are rookies who make up the numbers and drive the racing car like an ordinary car.

Not really a racer at all.

From this point of view, An Zizhen's performance was extremely unbearable.

Many viewers commented contemptuously.

"The fourth from the bottom is not right for a woman, I thought she was the first from the bottom!!"

"I know this An Ziyu, he made a big splash in the piano competition a few days ago!!"

"I think she should be disqualified from the race. She still answered the phone during the race. It's so contemptuous of racing!!"

"That's right! Not to mention that there are so many international racing coaches today who want to find better racing drivers. An Ziyu is simply insulting our country's racing cars."

……

In the car, An Ziyu was annoyed.

Just turn off the intercom in the car.

Elder Wei asked cautiously, "Miss An, are you... driving?"

An Zizhen propped his head up, his tone was casual, and he was not affected by the host's vitriol at all.

"It's okay, what's the matter, Mr. Wei?"

Wei Lao is usually generous and straightforward.

An Ziyu likes working with him very much.

Old Wei smiled, "In two days, there will be a batch of national treasure-level antiques bought by a friend of mine. He wants to donate them to the National Museum. However, the authenticity has yet to be determined. I would like to invite you to take a look."

(End of this chapter)