If it weren't for the empty space in front of me, with Lin Yan's current state, they really thought that the girl standing in front of the performance would be a real racer and was scolding her apprentice.

And, most incredible, it's not like acting, it's really happening... or has happened.

"You're right." Suddenly, Lin Yan, who was silent, continued to speak, "Every enemy in the world's No. 1 league is too strong. You only lost one game. Failure is not scary. What's scary is... the blood flowing in your body and... fighting spirit!"

"If you have desire, hope to fight for your dreams in this battle."

"From today, in this world's number one league, I hope you will become a python."

Lin Yan fell silent again. After about a few breaths, Lin Yan looked at the corner, raised his mouth slightly, and raised his arms gently, "Welcome to this Hell Arena that is deserted like Shura."

"In my name... swept those jackals, tigers and leopards."

"Maybe, one day, you will enter the more cruel peak race with me, and achieve the pinnacle and revenge on failure...!"

Until about a few seconds after Lin Yan's performance, the audience was still silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Yan, as if they were still waiting for her to continue.

"Is it gone?"

The director of the crew of "Legend" couldn't help but ask after a long time.

"Yes, I've said it just now, it's over." Lin Yan said with a smile.

"Oh...sorry, I thought what you said was just a line in the performance." The director replied.

"Miss Lin Yan's performance is really unique. So far, Miss Lin Yan is the one who has the most performances on this venue." The producer looked at his watch, "It's more than five minutes."

"Mr. Zhou Qiao, as a disciple of Yeva, you might as well give an evaluation." The director looked at Zhou Qiao beside him.

"Miss Lin Yan, your performance just now was...yeva and Lang Python?" Zhou Qiao said in surprise.

Hearing the sound, Lin Yan nodded slightly, "Yes."

"Miss Lin Yan, how did you think of using such a performance form?" Zhou Qiao asked curiously.

"As far as I know, when Mr. Langmang first appeared in the world's No. 1 League, he had a record of losing. In fact, I just thought about it and thought about the nervousness and even stage fright when he first appeared in the world's No. 1 League. As Mr. Langmang's master, the track's Death God Yeva, how should I treat my apprentice at that time, so I have this performance."

"Well... My master did have that kind of thing back then, but I think Ms. Yeva wouldn't be so fierce." Zhou Qiao smiled.

Lin Yan: “…”

"However, Miss Lin Yan's performance was indeed very good. Even during the performance, she deceived my senses for a while, making me think that this was something that really happened, which was really great." Zhou Qiao praised.

"Thank you for the compliment." Lin Yan said.

There is no need to be polite, but give her the role of Yeva!

"Miss Lin Yan, that's right. Even if you don't get the role of yeva in the end, we can give you a female racer role." Zhou Qiao thought for a while and spoke.

In fact, Yeva's role was decided a few days ago. It is Lin Shuya, a super first-line female artist in China, and it is unlikely that she will change.
Chapter completed!