Chapter 70 God's Hand

A countdown sound came from the host's earphone.

"All cars ready!"

He stood up straight, pulled open the microphone from his collar, and excitedly roared out the last sentence of his opening remarks.

"30-second countdown begins!!"

The camera cuts to an aerial shot, which makes the atmosphere on the scene tense.

Wen Nianchu didn't think too much and rushed out the moment the referee on the opposite side blew the whistle.

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Xie Yue stood at the door of the Internet cafe, clenching the only hundred yuan left in his pocket.

That was his last savings.

He had deposited all the money he had won into the hospital account where Director Wu had the surgery.

And now, he needs to watch a game.

It's about Wen Nianchu's competition.

He pushed open the door of the Internet cafe, and was greeted by the thick smell of cigarettes and instant noodles, as well as the sound of keyboard tapping and cursing.

"Five dollars for five hours."

He handed over a crumpled banknote, and the boss handed him a temporary card without even looking up.

Xie Yue found a computer in a corner and sat down, turning it on skillfully. The moment the screen lit up, an angry "Fuck!" came from the next room, followed by the dull thud of a mouse hitting the table.

"Thank...thank you, Xueba?!"

Xie Yue turned his head and met his deskmate's wide eyes.

"Holy crap! Is it really you?!" My deskmate rubbed his eyes vigorously, and after making sure he wasn't seeing things, he immediately dragged his chair over and said, "You actually came to the internet cafe??"

This is indeed strange, as everyone knows that Xie Yue lives a very frugal life.

Xie Yue didn't answer, but just searched the URL and clicked on the live broadcast page.

In the picture, the racing cars are lined up in several rows, and the drivers on the starting line are all ready to go.

His eyes were fixed on one of the cars in the front row.

The first and second place winners both start from the front row.

If he remembered correctly, that person was Qin Ye she mentioned.

When Xie Yue thought of this, his eyes darkened.

"No, buddy, you came to the internet cafe to watch TV?" The classmate took off his headphones and came over to say something to Xie Yue, but when he saw the scene on the screen clearly, he suddenly cried out in surprise, "It's actually this live broadcast. Is the main competition starting today? I forgot.

Xie Yue said "hmm" lightly.

My deskmate was not surprised and started to laugh:

"This Crazy Dragon Team... No, why are they using rain tires?! Aren't they just courting death?!"

Xie Yue stared at the screen, his voice still very calm:

"There was rain in the second qualifying session."

"But the race is on sunny days!" My deskmate slapped his thigh. "To grab a starting position, you're even giving up the race? That's such a stupid tactic!"

On the track, the Crazy Dragon Team's car was obviously struggling on the dry track and was quickly overtaken by several cars with dry tires.

"It's over, it's over, this is just bullshit..."

My deskmate shook his head and sighed.

Xie Yue didn't say anything, just stared at the blue racing car left behind, his brows furrowed.

He believed in Shui Xindao unconditionally.

She must have her reasons for doing this.

So, Xie Yue glanced at his slightly noisy deskmate:

"Do you still want to copy homework?"

Deskmate: “???”

Xie Yue: "Don't talk."

My deskmate shut up: "..."

Gradually, people playing games around were attracted by their conversation and came over in twos and threes.

"Hey, how's the game going?"

"The Crazy Dragon Team is using rain tires to race on a sunny track. Are they crazy?"

"Damn, isn't this giving away points?"

The discussions grew louder and louder, and the people who were originally immersed in the game gathered around, and the screen was soon crowded with people.

The Internet cafe owner originally walked over with a frown, wanting to disperse the group of guys, but as soon as he approached, his eyes were attracted by the live broadcast screen.

"...This tactic does have some problems." The boss touched his chin and actually started to comment.

No one cares about games anymore.

Everyone in the Internet cafe was staring at Xie Yue's screen at this moment, watching those racing cars that had been sentenced to "death" by everyone struggling to move forward on the track.

No one believed that they could win this game.

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Even though Wen Nianchu's car was a bit behind the players from Qin Ye's team, she remained calm.

On this dry desert track, rain tires are an absolute disadvantage, but it is not easy for her to maintain her upper-middle ranking.

Therefore, she was not panicked.

All subsequent races had dedicated navigators, probably because this was Rongcheng’s first race and it was an entertaining amateur hobby program, so all decisions had to be made by the racers.

"It's coming soon."

She looked up at the sky and whispered to herself.

At this moment, a muffled thunder suddenly came from the sky, scaring everyone watching the game outside the screen.

Wen Nianchu looked up at the sky above. The originally clear blue sky had been covered with dark clouds without him noticing.

“Pah.”

When the first drop of rain fell on the windshield in front of Wen Nianchu, the host had already switched to the Mad Dragon Team based on the drone's perspective.

"Unbelievable, this rainstorm completely exceeded the forecast."

The host's voice cracked with excitement. "Yesterday it was just a light rain, but today it's pouring. But this is a godsend for the Mad Dragon Team! They're all wearing rain tires, and they're already making a crazy comeback. You know, they took a gamble on rain tires in the last qualifying match, which led to them falling behind badly at the start of this race. Now, this risky move is going to work!"

Wen Nianchu curled the corners of his lips and saw several drones flying towards him.

She knew that the camera must have switched to the Mad Dragon Team.

Those teammates who, like her, trusted her in the qualifying round and bet all their chips with her.

She could even imagine what the commentator was saying: the forecast error, the heavy rain, the Crazy Dragon Team wearing rain tires, the miracle of going from last place to overtaking... but none of this mattered.

The important thing is that the sky is open.

Heavy rain poured down in an instant. She turned the wipers to the highest speed, but her vision was still a blurry world of water.

In Wen Nianchu's eyes, this rain of redemption was astonishingly bright.

The dry sand immediately became slippery, and other drivers began to slow down and adjust.

The rain was too heavy and the soft tires could easily slip and cause accidents.

The corners of Wen Nianchu's mouth rose slightly.

Her moment has come!

Her rain tires finally showed their true power at this moment. The car was like a fish swimming in water, gradually overtaking her opponents on the slippery track.

A beautiful drift through the corners, easily taking one out!

Another one!

One more!

The dozen or so cars ahead were nothing more than moving road signs in her eyes, and she cleared them out one by one with precision.

This operation is so smooth and cool that it has no rivals!

"Oh my god, this is a stroke of genius!" the host's voice cracked. "If the first time was luck, the second time was pure talent. She wasn't racing, she was controlling the rain. I'm at a loss for words, my friends. She's a walking weather god."