Chapter 378 Zhao Zhiqiang, Are You Convinced Now?

Others couldn't help but roll their eyes when they saw Zhao Zhiqiang's speed.

Is this also called speeding?

This is about the same speed as a bus.

But everyone also knows that this is Zhao Zhiqiang. If it were someone else, the speed would definitely be slower than him!

So everyone turned their heads and cast a contemptuous look at Ye Weixin.

Others are not as perverted as you in regular racing competitions. You are worthy of being a director who has created dozens of classic movies!

Draw a circle and curse you!

Zhao Zhiqiang wanted to step on the accelerator and rush across the finish line in one breath, but looking at those obstacles that were like drunkenness, and then looking at the width of the track, he could only sigh deeply, step on the accelerator carefully, and rush over slowly.

It was obviously a temporary game, but it was forced to create the momentum of the World Cup.

"Bang!" "Dang!" "Bang!"

...

The sound of obstacles falling to the ground continued to sound, like a series of soul-stirring songs, which made Zhao Zhiqiang irritable and more unstable. As a result, he knocked down more obstacles in the next few hundred meters.

"Six minutes and thirty-five seconds!"

Zhao Zhiqiang finally rushed to the finish line. Ye Weixin looked at the time and reported a number, "How many obstacles did he knock down?"

"Thirty-six!"

A staff member reported immediately.

"That's thirty-six minutes, which adds up to forty-two minutes and thirty-five seconds!"

Ye Weixin's eyes flashed a gloating smile, but he still maintained a calm attitude on his face and nodded, "Not bad!"

Zhao Zhiqiang ran at such a speed, even if Zhong Mo was worse, the gap would not be very big!

If Zhao Zhiqiang ran for five minutes and Zhong Mo ran for fifteen minutes, the gap would be very big!

But if Zhao Zhiqiang ran for forty-two minutes and Zhong Mo ran for an hour, would the gap still be big?

Not bad!

I didn't expect that you, Ye Weixin, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would be so shameless!

"Thank you, Director Ye for your compliments!"

Zhao Zhiqiang pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying.

Ye Weixin set his eyes on Zhong Mo, and the smile on his face was much more sincere.

"Zhong Mo, come on, do your best, don't be anxious, take your time!"

"I understand!"

Zhong Mo nodded vigorously.

Zhao Zhiqiang's fragile heart was immediately hurt by 10,000 points!

Before the game just now, Ye Weixin didn't say a word, but now it was Zhong Mo who encouraged him a few words!

Is this the difference between a biological son and an outsider?

There is something fishy about this game!!!

Protest! Protest! Protest!

Zhong Mo quickly sat in the main driver's seat, first tried the steering wheel, brake, accelerator and several other important buttons of the car, confirmed that there was no problem, and then made an "OK" gesture to Ye Weixin.

"Start!"

Ye Weixin swung his left hand violently, and Zhong Mo stepped on the accelerator with his right foot, and the car had already bounced out.

"Ouch, I was impulsive!"

Ye Weixin's face changed drastically and he cried out.

Because there was a beer bottle five or six meters in front of the car, the starting speed could not be too fast!

Zhao Zhiqiang fell here just now!

Except for Zhao Zhiqiang who showed a gloating look on his face, the faces of others also became very ugly.

Sloppy!

Is Zhong Mo going to overturn?

But just as they had this thought, they saw Zhong Mo quickly turning the steering wheel to the right, and the left front wheel actually rushed out by rubbing the beer bottle.

The beer bottle shook lightly twice, but it didn't fall down!

"This, this didn't fall down?"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

"This, this is unscientific!"

Zhao Zhiqiang rubbed his eyes hard several times and shouted with a ferocious face.

Ye Weixin said it very clearly just now, only when these obstacles fall down, will +1 minute be added, so just a slight touch, without falling to the ground, does not count at all!

"Good!"

Ye Weixin applauded without hesitation.

Zhen Zhidan, Gu Le, Lv Liangwei, Zheng Zeshi and Fan Xiaobing looked at Zhong Mo driving fast, with a flash of surprise and incredible light in their eyes.

Is what Zhong Mo and the others said just now true?

His main job is drag racing, and his side jobs are acting, singing and kung fu?

Isn't this too crazy?

Zhong Mo stepped on the accelerator with his right foot, his hands tightly holding the steering wheel, his eyes fixed on the front, constantly speeding up or slowing down, but no matter what, the slowest speed is kept at about 100 miles per hour, and the fastest can even reach 140 miles per hour, allowing everyone on the scene to enjoy an unprecedented visual feast!

This is the real drag racing!

Everyone almost held their breath, staring at the car with their eyes, and shouted in their hearts at the same time.

Zhao Zhiqiang's speed just now was almost as slow as a snail, which was eye-catching!

Soon, Zhong Mo crossed the finish line in full view of everyone!

"Director Ye, how long did it take me?"

Zhong Mo got out of the car and asked Ye Weixin who was walking towards him.

Ye Weixin couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Zhong Mo, I only have one word now - I am convinced. How many things do you know?"

He raised the stopwatch in his hand high and said to everyone, "Zhong Mo took two minutes and three seconds!"

"Wow!"

Everyone already knew that Zhong Mo's speed was very fast, but they didn't expect it to be so abnormal.

It was less than one-third of Zhao Zhiqiang's speed!

Isn't this too scary?

Zhao Zhiqiang shook a few times and almost fell to the ground.

"How many obstacles were knocked down?"

Ye Weixin asked the staff knowingly.

“Director Ye, there’s not one!”

The staff members shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

They were originally following the car, preparing to count the obstacles it had knocked down, but they followed the car the whole way and found none!

"It took two minutes and three seconds, and not a single obstacle fell down. Is this still a human being?"

"I thought Zhao Zhiqiang performed well just now, but compared with Zhong Mo, he is garbage!"

"I know how to act, sing, perform kung fu, and race cars. Isn't the mainland entertainment industry too busy now?"

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Everyone looked at Zhong Mo with a little more fear and admiration, and they started talking about it.

The more Ye Weixin watches Zhong Mo, the more he likes him. He feels that he is an all-around film genius and is perfect for his film.

Because the more an actor knows, the fewer substitutes he uses, and the higher the degree of perfection!

If you don't know anything and only have one face, why don't you use thirty or forty substitutes for one movie?

He suddenly thought of something, and then his eyes fell on Zhao Zhiqiang, and the smile on his face became even brighter.

"Zhao Zhiqiang, are you convinced now? How about you choose another one and challenge Zhong Mo?"

His eyes looked much softer when he looked at Zhao Zhiqiang.

If it weren't for this troublemaker, how would he know that Zhong Mo knew so many things?

Should I reward him with a small role?

After everyone heard this, they all turned their attention to Zhao Zhiqiang.

Zhao Zhiqiang did not expect that Ye Weixin would openly slap him in the face. His face instantly turned red, and he was extremely embarrassed and angry. He gritted his teeth and hesitated: "I, I..."