"The F-zone is so small, and the training is OK. We are training for the world's number one league. How can the F-zone be enough? Is there no larger venue?" Zhou Yue was furious.

These two teams clearly rely on their seniority to bully them together!

They are obviously all Chinese racing teams, but they are engaged in joint exclusion. Isn’t it because they stole the limelight and feel unhappy?

"I'm really sorry, Area B and C have been booked by other teams." Manager Zhang looked embarrassed.

Moreover, all the fleets they booked were unaffordable.

Mo Shuyun's face looked a little ugly. Training before the world's No. 1 league is very important. If you can't make an appointment, it will be troublesome.

If you are looking for it temporarily now, where to find a venue that meets the standards of the world's No. 1 league, the reservation has been booked in advance by major teams...

At this moment, a man wearing a mask walked out of the venue opposite to Area B.

When the man saw Lin Yan, he subconsciously wanted to rush over and call the master, but he seemed to be afraid of being scolded, so he finally held back.

"hello~ If you don't dislike it, otherwise you will come to our convoy's venue?" Sun Shuoran invited him in a gentlemanly manner.

"Who are you?"

Sun Shuoran was wearing a mask, so Mo Shuyun and others didn't recognize him.

"Our team is training in Area B. There is only one team here, and there is enough venue. Come and join us!" Sun Shuoran invited very enthusiastically.

Although Sun Shuoran was wearing a mask, Lin Yan still recognized him at a glance.

When I was calling Sun Shuoran last night, I heard that the WZ team had arrived in China and started training.

Unexpectedly, they made an appointment with the venue here, and they just happened to run into them...

"Uh, what is your fleet?" Mo Shuyun asked.

Sun Shuoran waved his hand: "We are just a small team!"

Lin Yan: “…”

Mo Shuyun: "Then, what do you call this gentleman?"

Mo Shuyun felt a little strange. What should a small team rent such a large venue in Area B for? Are they so rich?

Sun Shuoran: "I am a racing driver in a small team. You don't know if you say the name!"

Lin Yan: “…”

Sun Shuoran was afraid that they would not come, so he continued to invite him hard, just like a top sign for attracting guests in a brothel, "Come on, come on! Come on! We are not worried about the leakage of training, and we are not worried about you stealing the teacher!"

Mo Shuyun hesitated a little, subconsciously looked at Lin Yan and asked her for her opinion: "That goddess, are we going to go?"

If she can, she definitely doesn't want to go, but the world's No. 1 league is imminent, and every minute and every second of training time is precious for everyone.

"Thank you then."

In the end, Lin Yan agreed, and at the same time gave Sun Shuoran a warning look, telling him not to talk nonsense.

"Okay, let's go!" Lin Yan even spoke, and Mo Shuyun naturally had no objection.

Yun Xuan, who was standing beside him, looked suspiciously in the direction of Sun Shuoran. Did he see it wrong?

The man with a mask looked familiar, and seemed to blink at him just now.

"Thank you, brother, you're so righteous!" Zhou Yue walked over with gratitude and put on Sun Shuoran's shoulder.

Sun Shuoran smiled and said, "You're welcome, you're all a family! It's okay to help each other!"

Isn’t the master’s convoy just a family with them?

Zhou Yue and the others thought Sun Shuoran meant that everyone was Chinese, so they helped each other and didn't think much about it. They just followed Sun Shuoran in...
Chapter completed!