The race track, surrounded by no buildings, a biting cold wind, two club teams have just set the competition rules; the track consists of four laps, three races, all must be completed, the loser must publicly admit within the circle that they are inferior to the opponent.
With no objections to the rules, each team returns to discuss personnel and order.
The atmosphere is quite different; one side is enthusiastically discussing, eagerly signing up, all wanting to participate in the race, while the other side is shrouded in gloom.
The reason is simple: Jiang Chengsi said these words:
"Three races, I’ll take the last one, you handle the first two."
Everyone is dumbfounded, even "Miss Xiao" looks bewildered?
Still, he wants her to race twice? He’s really lost his mind.
The other club mbers are also stupefied; although the coach isn’t a professional driver, he could have taken part, yet he handed over two races directly to a girl.
Winning two out of three races, the critical point, therefore, doesn’t lie with Jiang Chengsi but with her.
Several coaches are surrounding her, "Young lady, have you driven much?"
"If you an completing the whole track, then maybe..." She raises her hand, no more than ten fingers.
Everyone faints.
"That...well..." Everyone originally thought about giving her a better car or changing her racing suit, providing her the best support.
Upon hearing this, they all wither!
It’s over.
Standing by, Jiang Chengsi lowers his voice and says, "Don’t be nervous, just treat it like a ga, anyway, I’ve got your back."
Everyone wishes they could crack open his head and see if it’s stuffed with straw!
On their own turf, losing the race ans they will have no standing in Beijing in the future.
Treat it like a ga?
Risk the entire club to let her play? That’s insane.
But everyone knows Jiang Chengsi’s temper; they can’t persuade him, so they urge Assistant Luo to quickly contact Jiang Jinsang or Qi Zeyan to reason with him.
Jiang Jinsang was originally helping Tang Wan take pictures when his phone vibrated slightly, causing him to frown.
"I’ll take a call."
Tang Wan nods; she doesn’t mind, but before Jiang Jinsang can speak after answering, Assistant Luo bursts out: "Fifth Master, if you don’t persuade Fourth Master soon, the club will collapse."
"If it’s for the race, let him have his fun." He has great confidence in Jiang Chengsi’s abilities.
"It’s not rely about the race now, but about winning two out of three; sohow he..." Assistant Luo briefly explained the situation again.
"’Miss Xiao’?" Jiang Jinsang chuckled, "It’s Valentine’s Day today, how co these two are together?"
"In any case, Fourth Master is out of control, please co quickly."
"But I’m out of town."
"..."
Assistant Luo hung up the call, unable to straighten his back, his face dejected, truly miserable.
...
anwhile, hearing that Jiang Chengsi would hand over the first two races to an unfamiliar young lady, who looked delicate and dressed elegantly, seeming like the type who struggles even parking a car in the garage, let alone race.
Nevertheless, Kelly reminded them, "This is the girl who defeated last ti in Hexi."
"It’s her?" Geng Dong raised an eyebrow, saying, "No worries, I never planned to send soone weak, for the three races, each one must be ours."
Whether male or female driver, even at the sa level, the differences can be vast, disparities in strength, physique, or reflexes are often inherent.
Geng Dong sent out the team’s strongest lineup, naturally planning to face off against Jiang Chengsi himself in the final battle.
**
Ten minutes before the race began, the opposing team was already warming up, while Jiang Chengsi sat on the sidelines playing chess until Assistant Luo reminded him that the race was about to start, upon which he put away his phone and watched "Miss Xiao" in the car, opened the passenger door and got in.
"Nervous?"
She nodded, facing professional racers.
"It’s okay, relax, try out the car first, warm it up." Jiang Chengsi said, "Run one lap first, then familiarize yourself with the track."
The opponents were already familiarizing themselves with the track since it’s not their turf.
This made her feel imnse pressure, knowing that as an amateur, losing this race would greatly affect his club.
Yet the key person appears leisurely, seemingly not worried at all.
"Mm." She nodded, prepared to start the car, when suddenly Jiang Chengsi leaned over.
Startled into holding her breath, her already tense nerves tightened further.
Her hands clutching the steering wheel firmly, as he stretched his fingers over, with a posture almost embracing her...
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