Lin Yan released his hand, and Su Mojin also removed the sentence she had just said.
"One more match and then we'll go eat."
Lin Yan glanced at the time. It would take a while for the hotel staff to deliver the food, so they could play another match in the meantime.
Su Mojin also nodded and pressed the match button. She couldn't ride a motorcycle during this period, so she could only get her fill in the game.
"This is a master!"
With a simple start and a turn into the first corner, Lin Yan could already tell how skilled Su Mojin's opponent was.
"This guy is interesting."
Lin Yan, rarely showing interest, shifted his body and watched intently.
Su Mojin's car was a sky-blue BMW.
When you are not familiar enough with a race track, it is difficult to utilize even eighty percent of your personal strength.
This track had many consecutive turns, including two reverse S-shaped consecutive turns like turns three and four. However, this time, when Su Mojin's character navigated the turns, Lin Yan did not speak. She couldn't find the precise braking point and didn't overtake.
"Could it be that I just got lucky?"
Seeing that the opponent did not use the same overtaking maneuver in the consecutive turns, Dezi was a bit confused.
The car crossed the finish line smoothly. Dezi was somewhat disappointed. He had thought he had met a master. Although the opponent was quite skilled, they were still a bit lacking.
After a thirty-second rest, the second player took the stage. The second player was Dezi's good friend and also a skilled streamer. During the break, Dezi glanced at the bullet comments, replied to a few questions, and after reminding his friend, he got up to get some water from the kitchen.
"It's okay, I'll do it. Watch me crush them."
"Go for it!"
Su Mojin gave Lin Yan a thumbs-up.
Soon, thirty seconds passed. Lin Yan picked up the controller on the bed. The spot where Su Mojin had parked her car was now occupied by Lin Yan's vehicle. The BMW S1000RR had been replaced by a Kawasaki ZX6R.
"Huh? What the heck, why is this a 600cc bike? Hahaha, isn't this handing Shunzi an easy win?"
"Look how nervous Brother Shunzi is. I didn't expect such a bike to come up."
"This guy, using a two-player match to practice a small displacement bike, I've never seen this before."
"Dezi, hurry back, there's a weirdo here."
"......"
The bullet comments in the live stream were exceptionally lively. While there were people who played small displacement bikes in this game, matchmaking did not restrict bike models. Therefore, most people would choose large displacement bikes when matchmaking, as no one wanted to lose to others on the track.
Shunzi was the streamer who would take over from Dezi on the next lap. After parking the car, he instinctively pressed a button on the keyboard, turning the camera to look behind him.
When he saw it was a 600cc bike, Shunzi was also taken aback. He then relaxed. Before Dezi left, he had told him that this team was something special and to pay attention. Shunzi had been quite focused initially, but upon seeing the 600cc bike, he let his guard down.
With a 600cc, even a racing god couldn't beat his liter-class bike. It was a sure win.
"Come on, brothers, let's have a vote this match. Bet on how many seconds I can pull away from the opponent."
Feeling that there were no major issues, Shunzi began his usual money-making routine.
"Same as usual, a lollipop to participate in the vote."