"What's the matter?"

The young monk walked in with his head and said to Master Kong, "Uncle Master, have you seen that my recent Buddhist teachings have improved again..." "Yes, yes!"

Kongxing looked at the little monk, reached out to wipe his greasy head and said, "That's it, you must remember that form is emptiness, and emptiness is color. When you understand this Zen principle, your Buddhism will be even more diligent!"

"Yes, uncle..." Mo Nian clasped his hands together, thinking about something... When Hunting saw Mo Nian, he scratched his ears and heads for a long time, then hesitated for a while, and finally handed over the phone: "My Nian, my nephew, I remember, your master once said, "What a black man, what a guest you are..." "Hacker?"

Mo Nian raised his head and looked at Kong Xing: "That was done when I was at the foot of the mountain before, and I've stopped doing it for a long time!"

"Okay, okay..." Kong Xingyan nodded insincerely: "I won't do it anymore, but can you help Uncle Master..." "Uncle Master, you said..." Mo Nian looked at Kong Xing strangely.

"There are two novices in this game that use conspiracy to shoot me. His ancestors were a stubborn man. I suspect that one of these two novices is my cheap apprentice Chen Ping. Please help me check it out..." Kong Yan looked at Mo Nian... "But, the master said that he should not look at the inappropriate one..." Mo Nian scratched his head, looking embarrassed: "The hacker belongs to this..." "It's okay, it's okay, I won't look at the inappropriate one. These two guys don't respect the teacher, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes,

"Then, I'll try..." Mo Nian nodded to Kongxing, then ran to the back of the hall to find a laptop, sat there and started to gush.

After a while, Moonen stood up and said to Kongxing: "Uncle Master, I found out. The guy named Little Brat is indeed Senior Brother Chen Ping..." "Ah, my ancestors, Banban, monkey, dares to explode my head. If a tiger doesn't show his power, you think I'm a sick cat, you wait, little monkey..." Master Kongxing was furious... And Moonen said in a low voice: "Amitabha..." and turned around and went out...... Put down Master Kongxing, thinking about revenge on Chen Ping, but said that He Jiawei and Xue Nan drove a Volkswagen car to a very interesting place in the imperial capital... International Racing Research Institute... According to Xue Nan's introduction, this International Racing Research Institute was founded by a very famous racer, with the purpose of discovering good seedlings and cultivating racers.

However, the cost of this racing is quite high. Each racer has a training time of one year, but the cost is 300,000 yuan... Of course, this is estimated to be quite talented in the Racing Institute.

The champions of road racing in China for several years are here... When Xue Nan brought He Jiawei here, He Jiawei began to think... In He Jiawei's view, if he wanted to practice the first paragraph of "Yu Run Magic", then it was obvious that this car would be in the ultimate state.

And what is the ultimate state?

It's very simple, just like a scientist's brain development level is five percent more than that of ordinary people.

To be outstanding in the field of racing and win the championship, you can only complete the first part of Yurun’s magical skill... In the morning, Xue Nan brought He Jiawei to the dean’s office of the International Racing Institute.

The director of this International Racing Institute is Jia Hongyu.

He is a middle-aged man in his fifties.

His eyes were bright and there were countless racing trophys in his office to show his identity.

Here, Jia Hongyu introduced the training methods of the International Racing Research Institute to He Jiawei.

Basically, the training method of coaches leading students is adopted here.

One coach takes eight to ten students.

And he now has fifteen coaches, each of which is a gold medal coach... Not only that, Jia Hongyu also introduced to He Jiawei.

The International Racing Institute adopts part-time classes, and only needs to attend two or three classes a day.

It would be okay if you didn't come... However, many rich second-generations from the imperial capital came here to study... After Jia Hongyu's introduction, He Jiawei and Xue Nan both felt that this place was more like a nursery for rich second-generations.

The rich second generation came here to actually pass the boring moments and pick up girls... But forget it, I came here to learn racing.

Now I have signed up for swiping my card to pay! Jia Hongyu looked down on He Jiawei a little.

As He Jiawei thought, the rich second generation came here to learn racing.

During this period, several seedlings were used for the storefront.

He Jiawei's clothes are simple, and the car driven by his girlfriend is an ordinary Volkswagen, so he didn't take it seriously at all.

After signing up, he simply handed a set of racer clothes to He Jiawei, then pointed to the venue downstairs and asked him to find coach No. 8, and then he stopped caring about him! And here He Jiawei hugged Xue Nan.

Originally, He Jiawei hoped that Xue Nan would accompany him.

After all, the fact that she was expelled from the War God Family these days made the city full of storms.

However, what kind of cultivation is He Jiawei?

When he dealt with Lin Tai himself last night, he found that the War God Family had been secretly sending people to protect Xue Nan... Since that's the case, he had nothing to worry about.

So, after hugging Xue Nan, she asked her to go home and wait for her.

As for Xue Nan, she also analyzed her grandfather’s thoughts through some of her father’s words, so she was not as worried as she had been a few days ago.

The two broke up under the teaching building of the International Racing Institute... He Jiawei went to find coach No. 8 alone with his racing suit and clothes... While walking, He Jiawei was also looking at the racing institute.

It turned out that this place should be converted from a road racing venue.

The institute's campus is a large road racing venue.

The venue Zhou Wei is a large number of racing cars... These racing cars are modified cars... They are artificially simulated in various road racing conditions, with dummies, large trucks, traffic lights, full road intersections... and various road conditions.

Suddenly narrowing the road surface, large square pavement, and one side is cliff pavement... Not only that, there are even billboards on the side of the road.

He Jiawei took a look and saw that the advertisement posted on it turned out to be an advertisement for the big star Qin Wuyi... The content is very simple. Half a month later, the big star Qin Wuyi will stand for the opening match of the International Road Car Competition held in the imperial capital... "It's interesting..." Seeing Qin Wuyi's beautiful appearance, He Jiawei couldn't help but remember the years when the two of them drifted together on the unknown island.

I don’t know how this girl is now... After leaving Wuming Island, she should have recovered quickly... He Jiawei shook his head and continued to walk towards coach No. 8.

But at this time, three extended Bentley sedans were parked next to the highway.
Chapter completed!