Chapter 260 Winning the Championship

"...sons and daughters of China..."

Zhou Tian'ao repeated the sentence, his smile freezing on his face, feeling a deep sense of shame.

You can't hear their conversation from the spectator area, but you can still make out some things from their actions.

"It seems there's been a significant conflict between Tian'ao and Wen Ni?" Gao Yang's heart remained tense and on edge.

Sheng Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, "Luckily, Wen Ni didn't hit him in a moment of impulse! Otherwise, her competition results would have been canceled!"

"Yes, yes! She's still very rational!" Qian Duo chimed in.

"Of course it's rational." Lu Jinbai chimed in, speaking in a serious tone, "She should be thinking that after the competition, she can beat him up however she wants, and since no one will stop her, it won't affect her performance. How satisfying would that be!"

"...You seem to know your sister-in-law quite well." Gao Yang's lips twitched.

"Sister-in-law?" Lu Jinbai was taken aback.

"What's wrong? Isn't she your sister-in-law? I just heard you and my uncle mention your brother, and he seemed to know Wen Ni quite well... Did I misunderstand?" Gao Yang had only overheard the gist of the conversation and thought he might have said something wrong.

"No...she is indeed, in a sense, my sister-in-law," Lu Jinbai suddenly clarified.

"How can you say that? What does your brother do? Is he a womanizer?"

"No……"

Lu Jinbai smiled without saying a word and shook his head repeatedly.

Although Wen Ni isn't his sister-in-law yet, it probably doesn't matter whether it happens sooner or later, right? As long as his brother keeps persisting and shamelessly clinging on, they'll be family sooner or later!

Speaking of his brother...

Why is there still no word from him even though the match is over?

He was just about to take his phone out of his pocket

Then you can hear the host's voice coming from the loudspeakers inside!

He withdrew his hand from his phone and looked up at the scrolling rankings, times, and vehicle data of the 30 racers displayed on the giant screen!

"Now, who are the top five that everyone is most interested in? Please look at the big screen!"

On the black screen, only five names remained.

Tian Ao and Crayon Koni are both among them.

"What you see here are the top five drivers in this competition! Isn't this list surprising? Out of a total of 30 drivers, only Group F experienced unexpected events such as signal cutoff and blizzards, but it is precisely Group F that has produced two drivers who have made it into the top five! This level of strength is simply terrifying!" Host A Bao exclaimed in admiration!

DouDou smiled and took the microphone, "The course and weather conditions this time were different from previous years. Although the other runners who finished the race didn't get a place, they still deserve encouragement! Without further ado, let's announce the rankings for this race now..."

"Congratulations to David Lucas from the United States for finishing fifth this season with a time of 41 minutes and 32.44 seconds! Congratulations to Kim Il-bin from South Korea for finishing fourth this season with a time of 41 minutes and 1.35 seconds! And congratulations to Takeuchi Ryo from Japan for finishing third this season with a time of 40 minutes and 22.35 seconds!"

Each time a name was announced, cheers erupted from the audience.

Although the three racers felt disappointed, they accepted the result with satisfaction.

"So, who's the champion, Crayon Shin-chan or Zhou Tian'ao? Hurry up and announce it! I'm so impatient!"

"Exactly! Stop dawdling!"

"Hurry up! Announce it now!!"

The people in the stands couldn't sit still any longer and spontaneously split into two camps: one for Japanese citizens and one for Chinese citizens!

They clutched their national flags, each holding their own fierce determination. Neither wanted to lose to the other.

"We just won the championship and runner-up titles, and now let's witness this exciting moment together..." The host's voice trembled with excitement.

At the same time, the giant screen displayed the complete race data of both drivers!

"Zhou Tian'ao, total distance 150 kilometers, top speed 400 kilometers per hour! Time 39 minutes 44.11 seconds."

"Crayon Shin-chan, 150 kilometers in total, top speed 450 kilometers per hour! Time 39 minutes..." DouDou read quickly, choked up uncontrollably, and then suddenly raised her voice to solemnly announce, "39 minutes and 43.59 seconds! It's 39 minutes and 43.59 seconds!"

"Whoosh—!"

After a brief silence of a few seconds, deafening cheers resounded throughout the stadium!

The bright red Chinese national flag instantly filled the entire area! Accompanied by the solemn, sacred, and inviolable Chinese music, it was sung by everyone!

The Japanese fans nearby shrank back in fear and sheepishly put away their Japanese flags.

"Let's congratulate driver number F5, Crayon Xiao Ni from China! After three years, she has once again brought China the S3 season world championship! And this time, it's on our home turf! She didn't let everyone go home disappointed!" Dou Dou said, her eyes already brimming with tears. "Now, please have the live broadcast switch the camera to the awards ceremony!"

On the giant screen, the image changed instantly!

In the video, Wen Ni has removed her red helmet, leaving only a black mask covering half of her face. Beneath her delicate, arched eyebrows, her bright eyes sparkle, drawing attention!

She stood tall and slender with her back straight next to the bright red Chinese flag, her chin slightly raised, radiating a captivating confidence from within!

He accepted the trophy, representing the glory of the S3 season international racing world championship, with both hands.

Then, with a slight lift of her eyebrows, she raised it high above her head with one hand! So dashing and spirited, a rose in full bloom!

"In my entire life, I will only fight for China! I am willing to use my soul to defend the eternal land of China! I am willing to use my flesh and blood to build a Great Wall for China for all eternity!"

Long live the motherland!

Chinese car enthusiasts who witnessed this scene felt as if something burning hot was raging in their chests!

When it bursts through the throat, it turns into a series of hysterical screams!

Long live the motherland! Long live the motherland!

“Long live the motherland…” Zhou Tian’ao stood alone to the side, his expression blank. After a moment, he looked down at the silver trophy in his hand, then at the Japanese flag on the car, and all that surged into his heart was countless shame and remorse.

Looking up again, I saw a familiar figure retreating from the crowd, trying to leave silently...

Zhou Tian'ao's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly took another step to catch up. "Mr. Senbon! Wait a minute! Mr. Senbon!"

"Oh? I thought it was someone else. It's Tian'ao! Congratulations on getting second place in the world! But what brings you here?"

Senbon's cheeks were sunken, and his face was gloomy and calculating. Although he smiled, it was hard to feel his sincerity.

Zhou Tian'ao hesitated for a moment, but he couldn't help but want to verify it!

"Mr. Senbon! I didn't get first place this time, but I'm sure I can next time! As long as you provide me with support and enough funds, I'm sure I can modify a race car that's even more powerful than the Doomsday Judgment! I'll also improve my driving skills and not let you down!"