I'm A Baller

Why was this fellow barking around like a mad dog?!

Wang Yan was stunned by the sudden scolding from Chen Yuhang. He didn’t even manage to respond right away.

Huang Xu was afraid that a conflict would arise between Wang Yan and Chen Yuhang, so he immediately said, “Master Hang, this is a brother of mine. Everything is cool.”

“You’re f*cking dawdling!”

Chen Yuhang scolded Huang Xu again. Then, he turned his head and continued shouting at the rest, “All of you, hurry up! Er Zi, quickly go and clear the crowd. Those who are joining the race, get your *sses on the track immediately!”

Did the dude have f*cking bipolar disorder?

Wang Yan was initially fuming, but after he calmed down and thought about it, he actually found the situation a little amusing.

It was normal for young men to be angry when something happened to their girlfriends. It was no big deal even if they were involved in a fight. However, this kind of inexplicable irascibility demonstrated by Chen Yuhang could only be rationalized as mental retardation.

Lin Weiwei comforted Wang Yan by saying, “Wang Wang, ignore that guy. I’ve long heard that he is a little crazy, but I have not expected him to be so stupid.”

Huang Xu also felt that Wang Yan was wronged. He awkwardly apologized, “Bro, Master Hang has always been like that. He has nothing against you. Don’t think too much about it. After we finish the race, let’s find an opportunity to introduce both of you to each other. He’s very loyal. He’s a great friend.”

‘Nope. I don’t plan to get acquainted with a mental patient,’ Wang Yan thought.

Wang Yan actually understood the customs of various places. The older generation in the Capital liked to address each other as ‘Master,’ but that was based on mutual respect. In essence, they were being low-key and self-deprecating by giving others a lofty title.

Now, giving others the title ‘Master’ had shifted from its original intention. The whole convention had gone sour as some people really thought of themselves as lords.

These people were so full of themselves that they hadn’t even considered whether or not they deserved the title.

“Thank you. I’m fine,” Wang Yan thanked Huang Xu while giving him a nod.

However, there was a hint of dissatisfaction and ridicule in his expression.

It wasn’t so easy to hide one’s emotions.

Huang Xu felt as though he had displeased both sides. He became more and more uneasy as he sat in the driver’s seat gloomily.

Of course, Wang Yan didn’t care what Huang Xu thought. He bent down to check on Lin Weiwei’s seatbelt.

The six-point harness was firmly fastened. Lin Weiwei didn’t seem nervous at all.

“Aiya, that’s enough. The speed of these boys on the track might not even be as fast as my speed on the highway. Don’t worry.”

Lin Weiwei acted as though she didn’t appreciate Wang Yan’s concern for her, but her heart still felt warm inside.

Wang Yan did not say anything more. He moved aside and watched them drive to the starting grid.

In the 911, Lin Weiwei glanced at Huang Xu and asked, “Didn’t you dislike Wang Yan? Why did you speak up for him? ”

Huang Xu’s expression was ugly. He forced a smile and answered, “Why did you assume so? This guy is a good guy.”

He was obviously speaking with a forked tongue.

In reality, Huang Xu was mainly afraid of Wang Yan’s ‘powerful’ background. Since it was something Huang Xu’s mind had made up, he firmly believed it.

If there was no conflict of interest, Huang Xu would try as much as possible not to offend Wang Yan.

As for whether or not he disliked Wang Yan… F*ck! Of course he disliked him!

Who wouldn’t be irritated if the girl they were pursuing was especially close to another man?

Moreover, the most enviable thing was that Lin Weiwei wasn’t the only one who enjoyed Wang Yan’s company. All of Lin Weiwei’s best friends thought that Wang Yan was better than him. The girls were blatantly treating the two of them differently. How could he not be depressed by it?

Huang Xu felt really disgusted. Hence, even though he knew that Wang Yan’s family was very powerful, he didn’t have the intention of currying favor with him.

Why would he suck up to a foreigner?

Anyway, Huang Xu just wanted to make sure that nothing would happen today. In the future, if Wang Yan met Chen Yuhang alone in other places, it would be great if the latter gave Wang Yan a good beating.

…

Wang Yan, Fu Yushi and Na Wu went to stand behind the protective barrier of the circular track. They would watch the match from behind the wire fence.

The two girls, especially Nawu, were still furious at what happened. Nawu’s face was red with anger.

“What kind of person is that? Why is he so rude? I really want to tell him off!”

Wu Fanlin, whose hair was akin to pappardelle, didn’t join the race. He circled around and found that the girls beside Wang Yan were the prettiest ones. He jogged over and overheard Nawu’s complaint.

“Hey, bro, what’s wrong? Are you still angry?” With a grin on his face, Wu Fanlin greeted Wang Yan in a friendly manner.

“Nope. I’m fine.” Wang Yan shook his head.

“If you ask me, I would advise you to not lower yourself to Chen Yuhang’s level.”

Wu Fanlin looked around and lowered his voice, whispering, “Every social circle will certainly have one or two spoiled brats. Chen Yuhang’s family is rich and he’s not a bad person. The only problem with him is his foul mouth. Let’s bear with him. There’s no harm in it.”

‘Why should I bear with him?’ Wang Yan retorted in his mind.

Wang Yan had no interest in discussing this idiot at all. He felt that it was a waste of time.

Therefore, he changed the topic and asked. “Brother Wu, who’s better at racing here?”

At the starting grid of the circular track, the cars were lined up two by two. There were a total of ten cars. Six of them were sports cars and the other four were probably modified cars.

When Wang Yan brought up this topic, Wu Fanlin couldn’t help but laugh.

“Bro, we’re just noobs joining the fun of car racing on a low-difficulty track. Who’s better? Under the circumstances where the drivers have similar driving skills, whoever has the better car is better!”

Wu Fanlin continued explaining, “You should be familiar with Xu Zi’s 911. It’s a GT3, the king of homologated performance racing cars. With some modifications, it can go over 210 mph.

The 911 next to it is Chen Yuhang’s. It’s a GT3RS. It debuted in March at this year’s Geneva International Motor Show. This car can be ranked among the top 10 in the Capital. It’s awesome!”

Pappardelle’s voice almost cracked from his excitement. However, Wang Yan was confused.

Both cars were 911s and unfortunately, they were both red in color. Wang Yan stared at them for a long time and realized that the size of the spoilers of the two cars seemed a little different.

Other than that, what was so different between those two cars?

“How are they the same?!” exclaimed Pappardelle as his eyes widened due to Wang Yan’s ignorance.

He further elaborated, “Let me put it this way: Xu Zi has modified his entire car to reduce its weight. In addition to that, he has installed racing suspension on all four corners of the car. Otherwise, his car has no chance against the GT3RS.”

Wang Yan didn’t quite get it, but it seemed like Chen Yuhang’s 911 was terrific.

Wu Fanlin knew quite a lot about cars for a racing amateur. He knew all kinds of cars like the back of his hand and talked about them enthusiastically. Wang Yan had no qualms with him and listened to him attentively.

Boys were always fascinated by cars. Although Wang Yan could only watch the show at the moment, there was no harm in him learning more about cars now. This would help him to be more at ease when he took the wheel of a sports car in the future.

While they were chatting, the roar of car engines came from the track. The race had officially begun.

The circular track of FASC was very interesting. Although the track was very narrow and only allowed three cars to run side by side, there was a 650-meter-long straight after a right-angle turn.

“Even though this place is lacking in many aspects, this straight is really f*cking on par with international standards!” Wu Fanlin was full of praises about it.

Wang Yan watched as the sports cars roared and accelerated after they went through the turn. The sound of the engines were like shock waves blasting his eardrums. His heart boiled with excitement.

Car racing was indeed a cool sport.

When this thought surfaced in Wang Yan’s mind, the speed of the two red Porsches in the lead had reached more than 120 km/h. From the audience’s point of view, the two cars were like two red flames, followed by two long light trails.

The cars were dashing through a 650-meter straight with a speed of 30 meters per second. The sprint actually only lasted a little more than 10 seconds.

For the remaining distance, the drivers should slow down and prepare to make another turn.

In a proper car race, it was not practical for a driver to drift or perform other stunts. The car would lose too much kinetic energy in the process. Real professional drivers would do their best to stay on the outside of the track and clip the apex.

Chen Yuhang and Huang Xu were well-aware of this principle and had already made preparations to enter the turn.

However, at that moment, a shadow flew across the track.

Bang!