Kim 接过话筒,脸上带着爽朗的笑,在人声鼎沸中,他开口自我介绍道:“Hello,大家好,我是Quartz车队的Kim,以后在赛车场,咱们还会经常见面的。”
Kim介绍完,现场的声音又一次响起,Kim又将话筒递给了旁边的 Nereo。
Nereo 没有立刻接过,而是盯着江泽看了好一会儿,才忽然笑出声,抬手接过话筒:“Hello everyone, I'm Nereo. I have to say that you Chinese really love lying. I'm surprised you don't even know he's Quartz.”(大家好,我是 Nereo。我不得不说,你们中国人真的很爱撒谎。我很吃惊你们居然不知道他就是 Quartz。)
他伸手指了指江泽,笑意更浓了些,“But actually, I just found out he's Quartz too. Do you all know Free? I always thought Free was his best racer, but turns out he himself is the real ace. It's not embarrassing to lose to him—I've never beaten Free, so losing to him is totally normal.”(但其实我也是刚知道他是 Quartz。你们认识 Free 吗?我一直以为 Free 是他手下最厉害的赛车手,没想到他自己才是真正的后手。哈哈哈哈。输给他不丢人 —— 我都没赢过 Free,输给他也很正常。)说完,他笑呵呵地把话筒递回给林书。