The task Yang Cheng gave Chen Feng focused on skill rather than speed.
So Chen Feng didn't drive very fast.
Mainly, Pang Di couldn't handle it if it was too fast.
She also had to look beautiful in the car, and the internal camera had to capture some of Pang Di's side-profile expressions to highlight a forest-style aesthetic.
The R8 supercar primarily featured a black tone.
Pang Di wore a wine-red evening gown with her long hair flowing loose.
Her slightly aloof expression, set against the backdrop of the high-speed outdoor scenery, revealed a sense of serene wilderness, a forest-style feeling of embracing nature.
Therefore, this was a test of skill.
The stunt driver was named Wang Qiang, and he was the highest-skilled among the racetrack's resident drivers.
Hiring him for a day cost a lot of money.
So Yang Cheng also secretly prayed that if Chen Feng could complete it well enough, that would be sufficient.
It would not only save the later modification costs and time but also the money for hiring a stunt driver.
Yang Cheng nervously stared at the car on the track.
He saw the black R8 in the distance, like a black phantom, smoothly and gracefully speeding along the track.
During corner drifts, there were no traces of stiffness.
A perfect drift and lateral movement left only a slight white smoke and friction sound, and the sports car had already accelerated out of the corner.
On the subsequent track, whether it was snake-like movements or large right-angle turns, all key points were handled smoothly and flawlessly, making it a joy to watch.
Amateurs watch the excitement, while professionals watch the technique.
The stunt driver Wang Qiang was already dumbfounded.
His eyes were fixed on that black phantom, secretly hoping it would make a slight mistake.
Unfortunately!
The black phantom circled the track like lightning, finally returning to the starting point, with no flaws throughout, completed as if it were an animation.
Impressed!
He was truly impressed this time.
Moreover, even though the car speed was not very fast during this lap, Wang Qiang could tell that every drift or turn was followed by a perfect recovery.
If Chen Feng floored the accelerator, his speed would definitely be terrifying.
From experience, it's possible that Chen Feng's handling techniques, even if he participated in a professional-level Global competition, would likely yield explosive results.
He is a professional.
Absolutely.
...
After one lap, all effects were completed 100%.
Once the car stopped steadily, Yang Cheng rushed to Pang Di immediately and asked nervously, “Miss Reba, how do you feel? Was it natural? Did it ever make your expressions lose control?”
Pang Di blinked, then smiled sweetly, “No, sitting in his car was very comfortable. To be honest, I wasn't scared at all. In fact... I even felt like it wasn't enough.”
“Haha.”
Yang Cheng chuckled.
Then he walked to Chen Feng's side: “Mr. Chen, well done. I didn't expect you to have such driving skills, quite impressive. It seems Miss Reba was instrumental today. If it weren't for her recommending you, we would have truly missed out.”
“You flatter me,” Chen Feng smiled.
“Alright, Mr. Chen, let's do another lap and shoot another set. After that, we'll switch to Tong Gege. Once the filming is complete, I'll check the effects. If there are no issues, today's shoot will conclude. How does that sound?”
“I have no problem,” Chen Feng nodded.
So, Pang Di also prepared with a joyful expression.
As the engine roared, the R8 sped off again.
...
More than an hour later.
The filming officially ended.
Chen Feng also drove Tong Gege for two laps, making this bold and feisty Beijing girl laugh excitedly non-stop.
It was just thrilling!
Back in the studio.
Yang Cheng also briefly reviewed all the recorded footage.
After watching everything, he smiled with satisfaction.
It was perfect.
In the car, whether it was the charming, calm, forest-style Pang Di or the pure, beautiful, and innocent Tong Gege, both performed exceptionally well.
Especially Chen Feng.
His entire driving process exuded the demeanor of a professional race car driver.
Focused!
One hundred percent focused!
At the same time, his movements were also very pleasing to the eye.
If Chen Feng's current status wasn't so low, Yang Cheng would have wanted to recommend Chen Feng as an endorser for the Four Rings manufacturer.
What a perfect driver.
When settling the payment, Yang Cheng shook Chen Feng's hand and smiled, “Mr. Chen, let me give you a suggestion. Why don't you just go participate in car races?”
“If you can achieve good results, and even get a Global ranking, you might even become an endorser for the Four Rings.”
“Isn't that much faster than struggling in the entertainment industry?”
“The entertainment industry, it's hard to describe. It's too difficult to make a name for yourself.”
“But I've asked professionals about your driving skills, and they just gave a big thumbs up, unable to say anything else.”
“Don't you think I'm right?”
Chen Feng smiled and nodded, “I'll consider it.”
“Haha, do consider it carefully. Also, I once prepared promotional materials for ‘GT Racing.’ If you're interested, we can discuss a collaboration later.”
Chen Feng readily nodded, “Thank you, Director Yang.”
“You're welcome. Alright, today's work is done. That's it for now, I need to get busy.”
“Okay, goodbye.”
“Mm, let's keep in touch.”
With that, Yang Cheng turned and left.
As soon as he left, Rosa ran over, throwing her arms around Chen Feng's neck, “Oh, so you can race cars too? Tell me, when did you play? Have you competed?”
“Haha, I haven't competed. I just occasionally went to the China League Racetrack in Yanjing to play around. It was all just for fun, purely a hobby.”
“That's great,” Rosa said coyly, “Once work here is done and we're back in Yanjing, will you take me for a couple of laps too? I want to experience it.”
“Sure, no problem.”
“Then it's settled, alright?”
Rosa said happily, “Originally, the first one to sit in your passenger seat and experience the thrill of the turns should have been me, your official girlfriend. But Sister Pang Di got ahead of me. Even Sister Tong was before me. So annoying!”
“What's there to be annoyed about? If you like that kind of thrill, I'll take you to the racetrack later and let you experience some crazy excitement.”
“Mm.”
Rosa nodded vigorously.
Just then, Tong Gege's shouts came from a distance again.
Rosa quickly let go of Chen Feng and swiftly said, “Wait for me, okay? I'll come to your place tonight. Don't you dare stand me up. Gotta go, I'll contact you tonight.”
“Mm, go ahead.”
Rosa turned and hurried away.
Chen Feng also quietly left the racetrack.
Time to find a place to stay.
The little wildcat is coming tonight, so he needs to find a comfortable and clean place.
Walking on the street, his blood still seemed to be boiling.
He just felt like he hadn't had enough.
After embodying the role of a race car driver, that addiction seemed quite strong.
He really wanted to experience the ultimate push-back feeling.
Chen Feng walked along, immersed in the memory of driving the R8 supercar on the track.
As he walked...
Passing by a convenience store, he was suddenly drawn to the content playing on the TV inside.
Chen Feng stopped and turned his head to look.
On the TV screen.
A man in his fifties was disdainfully speaking to several media outlets: “I, Macau Gambling King He Yingsheng, officially accept the challenge. You inexperienced youngsters, you want my hands? Come on, I'm waiting for you. If you return to the mainland with a disability, don't blame me for bullying the young...”
Chen Feng watched silently for a few moments.
So this old guy was Macau Gambling King He Yingsheng.
