"Hehehe." Zhang Yao couldn't help laughing when she heard Ding Xu's teasing, "You are so bad!"

Ding Xu shrugged. As the chosen son of the God with golden fingers, what if he didn’t even have the freedom to choose?

That's all the nonsense!

Thinking of handing the phone to Zhang Yao here, I was idle and it was more practical to take some materials.

"Brothers, to be honest, the Green Demon is definitely Brother Xu's dream car. He used to be a screensaver on the public screen like me!"

Ding Xu shared his feelings with the camera while driving: "I used to think of luxury sports cars either throttle or slam the throttle, but when you really have the chance to drive them, you go to the track as soon as possible."

"Because there is only the real battlefield for supercars!"

After hearing this, Zhang Yao nodded secretly. Although she didn't understand men's love for sports cars, her half-year work experience also made her gradually understand the thinking of truly rich people.

Too many people just buy cars just for the sake of good looks and can be easily bought for hundreds of thousands or even millions?

Too many people choose a two or three million supercar just for the convenience of buying groceries?

More people have more than a dozen luxury cars just for collection?

Some people like Armani and Hermes, some people like Uniqlo and sneakers. The biggest difference between wealth and poverty is...

Just choose more!

After 40 minutes later, Ding Xu was familiar with him. After all, Porsche also has a special track, and he also got addicted to driving Paramela last time.

But today is even more lively. On the weekend and Mercedes-Benz track day, dozens of sports cars competed for beauty along the way, not to mention the various modified cars. The scene was simply.

Zhang Yao called to contact the professional coach who had been arranged. Ding Xu lowered the car window and opened it while feeling the gaze from both sides. Although there were many Ferraris and Lamborghini here, the Green Devil appeared...

Handsome!

"This is a specially arranged senior coach Zheng of Mercedes-Benz. Today we will cooperate with our shooting plan."

After Zhang Yao's introduction, Ding Xu greeted Coach Zheng. This was a Mercedes-Benz special vehicle room, not only himself, but also twenty or thirty vehicles next to him were ready to go.

a45…cla45…e63…gt53…

Amg big collection!

Seeing the professionals starting to debug the Green Magic and even changing to racing tires that are more suitable for the track, Ding Xu started chatting with the coach in front of the camera, showing fans all the way to what it would be like to go down the track.

"The first lap is to try the brakes and gears first, and it is best to find the core handling feeling."

Coach Zheng opened the door while talking and introduced to Ding Xu: "The strongest thing about this car is the TC system, especially the first gear has many restrictions. As a driver, you must master how to better control it!"

Ding Xu nodded, looked at the increasingly lively crowded crowd next to him, and said curiously: "It's so lively?"

"It's almost the same, there are more people on weekends." Coach Zheng understood what Ding Xu meant and smiled: "The so-called supercar culture has been in China for 20 years. Haven't you noticed that there are fewer and fewer street bombs on the street?"

Ding Xu was stunned, let alone the truth!

"Especially young people, many people who are capable of consuming supercars go down the track regularly, whether they are professional players, or experience the excitement brought by speed, or even make friends and get involved in circles..."

"For supercars, the track is the real destination!"

After listening to it, Ding Xu couldn't help but look at the crowd gathering in groups of three or three nearby. Everyone gathered together because they liked it and talked about topics they were interested in. This should be the so-called circle, right?

After half an hour of preparation, Ding Xu signaled Fat Tiger to start writing: "The tires are replaced with fully hot-melt trofeo     r to ensure the stable performance of grip throughout the whole process."

"With a special carbon ceramic brake, think about the heavy brake every time you enter a corner, you know."

"The reason why this Green Devil can run seven minutes and ten seconds in North New York is that the right time, place and people are also very important. After all, they are all high-speed curves, and Jingang does not have too many straight lines to make it exert 585 horsepower."

"Just heard from a professional coach that the biggest problem is heat dissipation, you can see here!"

Ding Xu brought the camera to the front of the car and explained: "The Green Demon's cooling must be above the speed of the car 120 before it can be turned on, that is, the large straight line uses the wind to cool down, so let's see how it performs?"

Zhang Yao listened next to her and nodded secretly. She had seen too many car reviewers like to show off all kinds of data. In order to show the so-called professionalism?

In fact, it doesn't matter to the audience, and even hates it. To put it bluntly, 99% of people will never own a million-level supercar in their lifetime.

It’s not that you can’t become a millionaire, but according to the Mercedes-Benz consumption data, people who can spend one million to buy a car have a net worth of at least tens of millions!

Not to mention taking out two or three million to buy a supercar that can only be taken by two people!

So the supercar has been a big toy for billionaires since its birth!

The sorting is very simple according to Zhang Yao's consumption concept: sports cars... famous watches... yachts... private jets... finally...

Antique Collection!

"I'll do it in the first lap." Ding Xu put on his racing suit, took the DV from Fat Tiger's hand, sat in the passenger seat and followed Coach Zheng to experience the power of professional racers.

With the roar of the Green Magic Motor, Ding Xu grabbed his body with his right hand, held the DV with his left hand, took a deep breath and said to the camera: "Brothers are you ready?"

"Let's go!"

It turned out that it was much easier than expected, without all kinds of tail swings and drifts. For professional racers, details are the devil, especially Coach Zheng, who has been in charge of training for many years, has practiced every corner thousands of times, and is easy to do.

Ding Xu also had the opportunity to experience the biggest difference between professionalism and play for the first time. There were no extra moves, and all the skills were for one purpose...

Faster!

After getting off the bus after the first test, Ding Xu couldn't help but say to the camera: "Brothers, I'm sorry, after seeing the professional driver's level, Brother Xu decided not to embarrass him, okay?"

"Especially in the face of this gtr, the dream car that has been around for many years, the legendary green demon..."

"To be fair, this car is very difficult to drive, especially for beginners!"

"If you don't dare to spin the yellow TC, I guarantee that there is no difference between Green Devil and other cars!"

"This may also be the difference between gtr and ordinary gt, because computers do a lot of things secretly, and you don't even know?"

"So I really need Brother Xu to choose, which is more suitable for ordinary amg     GT, or even the four-seater coupe gt50, so that it can be more comfortable and calm in the city congestion, and can also share more fun with family and friends."

"As for this green demon?"

"It's still suitable for those who can really control it!"

After saying this, I felt relaxed. After all, I was not a professional car reviewer, and I didn’t need to rely on brand recharges to make some money. Since that’s the case, why isn’t it more real?

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