C95 Ringstrasse Fan Guest
C95 Ringstrasse Fan Guest
Guan Yang said, "Ruo Lan, these three years I haven't been able to see you achieve your dream step by step, so now I want to see you playing on the world stage, I want to see you using music to conquer them, I want to see you using beauty and talent to conquer them, to satisfy me, okay?"
"Mm, I'll listen to you." Ouyang Ruo Lan leaned into Guan Yang's arms and said softly.
"However …" At this time, Ouyang Ruo Lan rolled her eyes and turned her head. She mischievously said, "You have to take me out to have fun tonight."
"How exciting …"
Guan Yang thought about it and said, "Do you remember when we were at business school, there was a group of people who specialized in driving?"
"I remember." Ouyang Ruo Lan nodded.
"Then... How about I take you for a ride? "
"Alright." Ouyang Ruo Lan's eyes were wide open with excitement.
The young masters of Jiangbei City usually gathered at the southern outskirts of the old street. When Guan Yang and Ouyang Ruo Lan arrived, the place was packed with people and parked all kinds of cars. It was bustling with noise and excitement.
Other than sports car racing, there was also a motorcycle race. Coincidentally, there was a motorcycle race today, and it was said that there were a few professional drivers. There was an underground car king from Hong Kong and a car god level figure from Europe.
With such a luxurious lineup, it was naturally more lively than usual. The prize money for the competition was also worth a million dollars. However, one would have to pay a admission fee of ten thousand dollars if they wanted to participate in the competition.
Looking ahead, the road was packed with motorcycles. Among them, the two front riders were the most eye-catching, causing the cheering crowd to go crazy.
"Let's go!" Guan Yang pulled Ouyang Ruo Lan to the back of the convoy and threw a stack of dollars to each of them. Dude, your car is mine. "
With that, he directly got him out of the car, regardless of whether the guy agreed or not.
At first, the driver wanted to argue with him and even beat him up, but when he looked down at the money in his hand, he realized it was enough to buy two identical motorcycles, and it was a new one at that, so he obediently shut his mouth.
Guan Yang got on the motorcycle and took off the helmet hanging from the handlebars, passing it to Ouyang Ruo Lan behind him. He didn't expect that Ouyang Ruo Lan would throw it high into the air after receiving it.
Seeing the helmet draw an arc, descend, and land on the ground, Ouyang Ruo Lan tightly held onto Guan Yang and said, "I believe you. I said that I want to play something exciting tonight."
Bang! Bang!
The long motorcycles started, sped up, and flew out one by one until all the cars in front had left. Then, Guan Yang slowly turned the throttle; his movements were slow and unhurried, as if he was taking part in a race.
However, when the car sped out, the eyes of the spectators on both sides of the road lit up.
Swiftly break free!
This was something only top professional drivers would dare to do!
Because the motorcycle had reached an extremely fast speed, it was very likely that the motorbike would be overturned because of a poor control. If the motorbike wasn't an expert in control, then it wouldn't dare to play like this!
On the side of the road, there was a Bentley Muzhuang. A teenager with a cold expression sat on top of the car with his arms crossed. He gestured with his hands, and a tall and sturdy man walked over and respectfully stood in front of him.
The youth expressionlessly said, "The last one to activate, check out his background and see where he comes from. It's best if he can be used by me."
The man in black nodded without saying a word and quietly retreated.
The youth stared thoughtfully at the back of the disappearing motorcycle, turned around to look at the girl beside him, and asked with concern, "Is it cold?"
The girl did not speak.
Her eyes turned red the first time she saw Guan Yang, especially when that gorgeous girl in the back seat of the motorcycle held his waist, and the girl's tears fell uncontrollably.
"Not cold." The girl said softly, staring at the direction of the disappearance of Guan Yang motorcycle in a daze.
At the edge of the field, in another car, a cold beauty had a notebook on her lap, her fingers tapping rapidly on the keyboard. After a few seconds, she gracefully rapped on the back of the car and let out a long breath, saying, "We've found out who he is."
"Who is who?" On the first passenger seat, the curvy beauty turned her head to look at the computer screen and saw the information displayed on it. She asked in bewilderment, "Guan Yang? "Who is Guan Yang?"
The two beauties opened the door and alighted. They wanted to take a look at the motorcycle again, but it was long gone.
The plump beauty sighed and said, "Sis, did you see the girl in the back of his car? "He's too refined."
"Idiot." The cold beauty curled her lips and said, "You don't even know Ouyang Ruo Lan?" Would the empress of the piano have no temperament? "
Ignoring the flabbergasted plump beauty, who was suddenly enlightened, the cold beauty slowly walked to the side of the road. She wanted to wait for that man to rush past the finish line first, she knew that he wouldn't lose.
Behind her back, the plump beauty chewed for a long time. "Ouyang Ruo Lan …" "Ouyang Ruo Lan …"
Following that, he widened his eyes and shouted: "He's Young Master Kuang!"
"… …"
The eager audience finally found the first car to return to the finish line.
The motorcycle rushed over at full speed, leaving behind a long shadow in the distance, causing the crowd to cheer.
Nervous and excited, people craned their necks to see who was in the car. Was it Hong Kong, the king of the underground car, or the god of cars in Europe? After all, the spectators bet the most on the two of them winning.
When Guan Yang passed the finish line, everyone was dumbfounded.
He was the last to set off. He was the first to return, leaving all the riders far behind. It took this monster 14 minutes and 15 seconds to get off the road and land!
The original record of 17: 22 seconds had been set by him for 3: 07 seconds!
The motorcycle stopped. Guan Yang stepped on the ground and smiled as he raised his hand to signal to the cheering crowd. He was enjoying this moment of glory to his heart's content.
Suddenly, he met the eyes of the girl next to the cold-looking teenager. His smile suddenly became ambiguous. However, he didn't stay too long because he noticed a few unusual looks.
First of all, of course, was the young man in the Bentley, who looked at people as if they were dogs.
Then came the cold beauties on the roadside. As everyone was celebrating wildly, her eyes were extremely calm and had a sense of scrutiny in them.
Guan Yang glanced at it and ignored it. He turned around and picked up Ouyang Ruo Lan who was sitting in the backseat. He rubbed his hands together to warm them and covered her face that was icy cold from the night breeze.
"Scared?" Guan Yang asked.
"No, you're in front, I'm not afraid of anything." Ouyang Ruo Lan said sweetly.
Guan Yang looked at his watch and said, "You need to get to New York before tomorrow morning. I'll take you to the airport now."
Finished speaking, Guan Yang ignored the peculiar gazes from the surroundings and pulled Ouyang Ruo Lan into the Rolls Royce.