The Little Brat’s Sweet And Sassy

Chapter 1077 Do you think she is L? (four more)

Everyone didn't know what Shen Li was thinking at this time. Seeing her calm and calm expression, they also settled down.

Shen Li was the youngest among them, but also the most calm one.

Lu Siyu and the others talked privately more than once, and felt that Shen Li's temperament really didn't look like a girl who was only 18 or 19 years old.

No matter what the trouble, no matter what the apparent situation, she always seemed to be calm.

And as long as she's there, they feel like they've taken a reassurance.

A group of people drove the car out one after another and drove into the track.

Shen Li's car was at the end of the line, just a beat slower than the others.

Wen Xiao came to her side, helplessly lowered her voice:

"Auntie, it's still a few days before the game, you put it away. Especially—Crow is also there."

Shen Li nodded: "I know."

She came here today just to check the condition of the car, get familiar with the stage, and make the final pre-race adjustments.

As for other people and things, it is not in her consideration.

After hearing her say this, Wen Xiao finally felt relieved:

"That's fine, I thought you would be affected by that idiot."

Chloe's verbal provocation of her and the entire LY, with her temperament, this matter can never be easily exposed.

God knows what he is most afraid of now is that she is in a bad mood - at that time he really couldn't control the scene.

Fortunately, it doesn't seem to be a problem so far.

Shen Li lazily said:

"He doesn't deserve it."

...

Kloe and the others did not leave, but stood on the sidelines and looked towards Shen Li and the others.

Having experienced the gunpowder-flavored confrontation just now, their disgust for Shen Li and the others, who didn't look down on LY in the first place, added another layer.

"It's just luck that I got a pass for the tournament. Do you really think you're very good?"

"The highest ranking of the team's drivers is only 61. I really don't know where they got the confidence..."

"It's estimated that they won't be complacent for a few days. When the game starts, let's see how they continue to be arrogant here with the bottom-one ranking?"

"That is, our captain doesn't have the same knowledge as that Shen Li, otherwise—heh.

"

"That's right! The captain is just a little too good-natured, that Shen Li is pretty, but he's too ill-mannered!"

Crow laughed and didn't care:

"What do you care about women—"

His voice stopped abruptly.

Several team members were a little strange: "Captain, what's wrong?"

Crow frowned, staring at the figure on the track, his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by something.

On the field, Shen Li came to stand in front of a pure black racing car.

Then she put on the helmet.

Looking at her back at this time, she felt thin, tall, and thin, with an air of indifference and coldness all over her body.

Crow's palm couldn't help tightening.

This back figure really made him unable to restrain himself from recalling some very unpleasant past events.

Seemingly aware of something, Shen Li, who was sitting in the car, suddenly turned her head and glanced here.

At this time, her face was mostly covered by the helmet, and when she put down the goggles, only those black eyes remained.

From such a long distance, it is actually difficult to see the appearance of the facial features.

but--

At this moment, Crow still felt a sense of deja vu, and an extremely strong unease came to his heart.

It was as if... as if he had seen such a pair of eyes before!

And this back figure also made him think of a person uncontrollably.

"Captain? Captain?"

A few people next to him raised their voices and shouted several times before finally letting Crow come back to his senses.

He turned his neck a little stiffly: "what's the matter?"

"...Captain, why do you think you are so distracted? And your face is not very good..."

The team members spoke uneasily and euphemistically.

In fact, at this time, Crow's expression can no longer be described as "not very good".

He didn't know what he was thinking, his face was blue and his lips were white.

They've been with him for so long, and they've never seen him like this, it's really not right.

Crow probably also noticed that his state at this time was not right, and adjusted his expression:

"……nothing."

Even he himself said so, so of course it is not easy for everyone to continue to ask, after secretly looking at each other a few times, they all shut their mouths.

Crow didn't care, he just felt uneasy and looked back at the field.

That pure black race car has been galloping out!

Crow's heart jumped sharply, and the feeling of panic became stronger.

...

During the adjustment phase, everyone was not running very fast, and since it was the first time to run this track, the overall speed was even slower.

In another part of the arena, there are several people looking over here.

They were red drivers' jerseys, obviously from another team.

In the middle stood a young man, twenty-seven or eight-year-old, with brown hair and brown eyes, a handsome face, and a faint air of high spirits between his eyebrows and eyes.

He looked at the cars passing by on the track and chuckled lightly:

"Doyle, this is the team you chose to coach before? It seems... it's really not that good."

Doyle stood behind him on the left, and when he heard this, his brows sank slightly.

"It doesn't matter to everyone else, but that Shen Li—you really need to pay attention."

The relationship between the two is good, but Doyle is older and retired before.

After being fired by LY, Doyle returned to Leyland and joined the team.

His strength is absolutely qualified to return to the game, not to mention that he has a lot of connections here, so he can easily handle everything.

"You mean Shen Li?"

He stared at the pure black racing car a few times, then smiled noncommittally,

"I've seen the video of her game. The talent is good, but it's not enough to win a game here. What's more, her players are really limited."

Doyle paused for a moment and said solemnly:

"After all, it was half a year ago... Her current strength may have improved. In fact, I think she might even beat you—"

"Doyle, you went to China, how did you become so timid and conservative? It's just a nineteen-year-old girl... win me?"

The man interrupted him and laughed again, but the smile was a little cold,

"You think she's L?"

Good night

(End of this chapter)