Chapter 17

Several servants were waiting for Sister Ling's final instructions. Sister Ling picked up the discs from the trash can, muttering that she was reluctant to throw them away.

Su He stood up and walked over, glancing at the most conspicuous fashion magazine in the box. The cover title read -

"The pride of Guangzhou, the talented driver, Young Master Sheng has won the championship again. How stunning!"

"I don't know what's going on. Why are they throwing away things that I usually don't want to touch?" Sister Ling muttered to herself for a while and directed the servants to start moving things.

Su He squatted beside the box, looked through it and fumbled around for a while, then looked up and asked Sister Ling: "Can I take these discs?"

"Ahe, what do you want to do with it?" Sister Ling was reluctant to throw it away, so this was the best of both worlds.

"I want to take a look."

Su He smiled and answered generously, looking at the box of treasures with a happy look on his face.

His smiling eyes were so contagious that even Sister Ling smiled and said jokingly, "You also think Ah Yu is amazing at this, don't you? If you like it so much, just take it all!"

Su He took it seriously: "Is it really possible?"

"It's going to be thrown away anyway. It would be better if you could help Ah Yu keep it for the time being to prevent him from regretting it later." Sister Ling said this and patted Su He's hand.

Although Sheng Jinyu's home seemed to be deserted and he seemed to be cold and heartless, Sister Ling's treatment of him did not seem as cold as she had imagined.

In the end, Su He succeeded.

He dragged the boxes back to his small room one by one and stuffed them under the only empty desk. The originally small space instantly became more full.

Su He was so tired that he sat on the bed to rest for a while, but he couldn't sit still anymore and dragged out the box of trophies. Each trophy and medal was well preserved in an acrylic cover, shining brightly under the light.

He took out his cell phone, took photos of each medal, placed them on the bed, took a group photo, and then saved them into the material file by category.

He had been stuck on the same plot for three consecutive nights. Due to lack of professional knowledge, he was unable to start writing. Su He searched the Internet for a lot of information about relevant racing drivers. He even watched some racing clips of Sheng Jinyu.

However, most drivers' post-race interviews consist of acceptance speeches, rarely involving professional knowledge, and there are few comprehensive videos of drivers' races.

However, the drivers will have a full video record of the race to facilitate post-race review. The CD even includes the remote pilot's command voiceover and commentary.

It would be his best choice as reference material, and the appearance of this box of CDs just solved his urgent problem.

From that day on, Su He began to study these videos day and night, and even forgot to go out and buy a fish tank.

Staying up late has caused the area under my eyes to be slightly dark and blue.

In addition, the eyes cannot be exposed to radiation for a long time, and staying up late adds to the burden. Sometimes the eyes are sore and tears come out. Su He has red eyes all day long, as if he is hiding in the quilt and crying every day.

Even S037 couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

It thought Sheng Jinyu had bullied Su He again and wanted to stand up for him.

Su He explained the reason, and S037 said, "Hey, there's a projector on the second basement floor! It's all imported technology, absolutely safe for your eyes. If I had told you earlier, this wouldn't have happened."

Seeing that Su He was still a little hesitant, S037 slid his short and fat body and took the initiative to lead the way.

"Jinzai hasn't been able to use that audio-visual room for half a year. What a waste! I have a patented projection technology in my program, and I renew the lease every year. It would be a waste if I don't use it. Come on, come on!"

Su He followed S037 to the audio-visual room.

He looked around and found that the viewing environment here was indeed top-notch. The huge screen made his eyes less burdened, and the surround speakers embedded in the surrounding walls could simulate the real sound field to the greatest extent.

After S07 left, Su He hurried to play the disc.

A noisy sound immediately rang out. He looked at the man on the screen who was fully armed with racing equipment, with only a pair of eyes showing. He suddenly felt as if he was sitting in his passenger seat. The immersive effect was first-class.

He observed and took notes, occasionally thinking, if only he could see it with his own eyes and touch it, it would be great, if only he could ask a professional question...

After watching more and more competitions, Su He gradually realized that in the sport of racing, it was a stroke of luck to have a safe and unintentional race. Vehicle accidents occurred in almost every race.

Big or small, it is impossible to estimate the consequences. The car's front end hitting the tire crash zone on the side of the road is almost the luckiest situation in these accidents.

The fierce battles and extremely high speeds pumped up the adrenaline, making it thrilling to watch.

In these discs, Sheng Jinyu displays a charm that is rarely seen in other days.

His face, hidden in the exhaust and dust, was resolute and determined, his eyes so focused that he almost forgot everything around him.

Su He was led in by him and immediately forgot about time. When he was hungry, he ate some bread that S037 had thoughtfully sent him. He didn't even notice that it was dusk and night outside the window.

The elevator door behind me ding-donged open, and the sound of footsteps approached from far away, but was completely drowned out by the unbridled engine noise from the speakers.

Su He didn't notice the visitor at all.

Sheng Jinyu didn't come to the audio-visual room very often, but he would often come to the wine storage room on the second floor below to get some wine, like now...

He was carrying a bottle of aged red wine and stopped when passing by the audio-visual room. Through the frosted glass, he saw someone squatting on the carpet inside, concentrating on watching the image projected on the screen. And on the screen, it turned out to be—

His face!?

This city obstacle race was not difficult. Sheng Jinyu did not wear a helmet and was driving an ordinary, very spectacular sports car. When turning, he pulled the handbrake and coordinated the direction to make a beautiful drift.

The camera gave a close-up of the hand movement, and then connected to a facial shot. Sheng Jinyu blinked quickly on one side because something flew into his eye.

But coupled with his textbook-like delicate facial features, it was as if he was giving the camera an ambiguous and seductive wink.

This clip had gone viral online. Su He had only watched the second half, but at the time, Sheng Jin, his incredibly handsome face, and his seductive wink had been widely circulated by various media outlets.

But what he wanted to see most was Sheng Jinyu's hand movements when drifting through corners, and the changes in the numbers on the dashboard.

So Su He pulled the progress bar back and repeated the previous segment, but the speed was still so fast that he could hardly see it.

He had no choice but to use a 0.5x slow motion camera, pull back and repeat it.

When I repeated it for the fifth time, a voice suddenly sounded from behind me: "What are you doing?"

Su He was startled by the sudden sound. He stood up from the ground like a catapult with the bread in his mouth. He tripped over his left foot and almost fell back again. After he finally stood firm, the notebook was knocked to the ground.

He stood barefoot on the carpet, butter from his bread hanging from the corner of his mouth, feeling awkward and at a loss for what to do.

Sheng Jinyu glanced at him from head to toe.

Su He was wearing light-colored home clothes and had a piece of bread in his mouth. He seemed to be in a panic and stammered something, but his mouth was blocked by the bread and Sheng Jinyu could not hear clearly.

"What are you talking about?" Sheng Jinyu frowned and glanced at him.

He walked over with the wine in his hand and saw a stack of CDs on the table out of the corner of his eye. He bent down to pick one up and took a look. The cover was very familiar.

Each and every one of them was a disc he had thrown away.

Seeing that he frowned and seemed unhappy, Su He felt something was wrong. He hurriedly chewed a few bites of bread, but the result of swallowing it hastily was that he almost choked.

Sheng Jinyu watched him beat his chest and stamp his feet for a long time before he finally spoke: "The computer in my room is hurting my eyes, so I asked 037 if I could use the audio-visual room. I'll clean up and leave right away."

Su He was about to bend down to get the remote control to turn off the screen, but was blocked by someone. Sheng Jinyu was standing right between him and the remote control.

In the blink of an eye, he put down the bottle and walked forward, pressing towards Su He step by step. With every step he took closer, Su He couldn't help but step back a little, until he had nowhere to retreat and his back was against the wall.

His eyelashes trembled in panic. He didn't know why, but Sheng Jin's relentless pursuit made him very nervous.

Sheng Jin looked down at him from behind, casting a shadow over him. He lowered his eyes and said, "You know I'm not asking you that."

This was quite close, and Sheng Jinyu's low and somewhat stern voice was clearly heard.

Su He had no idea what Sheng Jinyu wanted to ask. He lowered his head, not wanting to be stared at by such an aggressive gaze, and muttered, "I... don't know."

"Really? Then can you explain to me why you have my videotape and why you watched it so many times?"

Sheng Jinyu slowed down his tone, making the last sentence ambiguous.

Seeing that he didn't reply, Sheng Jinyu urged, "Hmm?"

The atmosphere suddenly became a little strange, as if the air-conditioning vents had suddenly stopped working, and the air was hot and stuffy.

Su He was forced into the corner between the sofa and the people. The distance was close enough that he could smell the smoke on Sheng Jinyu's body. He often smelled similar sandalwood smoke in temples. It was quiet and solemn, but when it came to him, it had a very aggressive smell.

He had to slow down his breathing, feeling that the other party's questioning was inexplicable:

He said, "I was looking up some racing-related information recently. You said you wanted to throw it away, and I thought it was a shame, so I picked it up. You didn't want it anyway, did you?"

Sheng Jinyu looked down at his fluttering eyelashes, and for a moment thought of a dying butterfly flapping its wings. The corners of her mouth curled up: "Oh, so that's how it is."

Before Su He could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Sheng Jin and Haosibusi add the second half of the sentence.

"I thought you had a crush on me."

! ?

The two were close to each other, Sheng Jinyu's voice was already deep, and the sound of engines around him kept vibrating Su He's eardrums. At first he thought he had misheard, but after he came to his senses, his eyes immediately widened like copper bells and his pupils shook violently.

Where on earth did you come to this conclusion?

Just as Su He was speechless, Sheng Jinyu's scrutinizing gaze moved across his face for a few moments. Perhaps he was bored with the answer, so he picked up the wine and left.

So, was Sheng Jinyu joking or... did he really think so?!

Su He stood there in confusion for a while, then quickly stood up and cleaned up the things on the table, turned off the projector, and threw away all the garbage.

After everything was reset, he ran away quickly with a dozen CDs in his arms, as if he had never been there.

He quickly ran back to his room and put the disc away. He patted his heart and muttered to himself, "I'd better watch it in my room next time. Sheng Jin and him are a bit scary."