The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 1060 Win her, that's all
"Actually, I think if you don't want to compete with Aisha Li, it's okay if you don't agree. You are not in the racing circle, and no one can force you."

The reason why they came to help was mainly because Zhao Rishang's last game touched them.

What they say is not so utilitarian.

After Yan Zhixin listened, she didn't care and said, "It doesn't matter, it's just to win her."

The volunteers' eyes lit up: "Can we go and see it then?"

Yan Zhixin smiled: "Of course."

The volunteers thought that Yan Zhixin would spend time practicing after the race, but Yan Zhixin was still soaking in the memorial hall, as if she didn't take the race seriously at all.

Everyone couldn't help being a little anxious.

Aisalie does have a gap with the strongest racing drivers, but she is one of the best among women.

Is it really okay if she doesn't care like this?

While practicing the car, Aisha stared at Yan Zhixin.

Seeing that she didn't make any moves, he sneered in his heart, dialed the number of the largest media in Beijing, and said three sentences in a row:

"I want to break the news."

"I know who Zhao Rishang's students are."

"I also know she has a match in the near future."

Before the competition, Yan Zhixin's identity was revealed.

During the competition, surpass Yan Zhixin.

In this way, Yan Zhixin, who is Zhao Rishang's student, can only become a stepping stone on her road to success!

After hanging up the phone, Aisha sat in the car contentedly, and was about to practice again when the car window was knocked suddenly.

She lowered the car window, and the face in front of her was somewhat familiar——

Ling Hua, Mo Junting's special assistant.

Ling Hua nodded slightly, and said politely, "Please call the media and tell the media that you made a mistake."

Ashley frowned: "What do you mean?"

Ling Hua smiled slightly, but there was no smile in her eyes: "I mean, if you don't withdraw the news that broke the news yourself, you may not live to compete with her."

……

The memorial was just finished on the day of the game.

The time is night.

The location is still the port circuit in Beidu.

The difference from last time was that last time the audience was more than [-]. This time, apart from the volunteers, there were only people Mo Junting left for Yan Zhixin.

Ashley was waiting on the track early in her car.

She was a little dissatisfied.

There is no way to reveal Yan Zhixin's identity. Even if she wins, she will still be walking in brocade clothes, and not many people will know about it.

This is not what she expected.

However, there is no way.

She has been in contact with Mo Junting before, and knows how cold-blooded that man is.

Aisha stroked her wavy hair irritably, feeling even more depressed when she couldn't wait for Yan Zhixin to come.

Could it be that the other party is afraid and dare not come?

Just as she was thinking, a high-pitched roar of an engine approached far and near, and Yan Zhixin finally arrived belatedly.

Aisalie looked at the familiar Pagani, whose flamboyant burgundy appearance was exactly the same as the one in the memorial hall, and she couldn't help asking, "Are you driving Teacher Zhao Rishang's car?"

"My car is not in Beidu, let me borrow it from him."

Yan Zhixin said lightly, and drove to the starting position: "Let's start."

The lights go out and the car starts.

Accompanied by the powerful roar of the engine, the two cars rushed out at the same time.

In just a few minutes, Yan Zhixin became the leader.

Not to be outdone, Aisalie started to attack aggressively at the first corner!

Yan Zhixin looked at the car closely behind through the rearview mirror, pursed her lips slightly, and chose to brake.

It was exactly the same as when Zhao Rishang played.

(End of this chapter)