Chapter 120 Happy to see me? You're too happy too soon!

What?

Does China really have substitute drivers?

Formula 1 racing is different from ordinary motorsport.

To qualify for the competition, participants must accumulate enough points.

There are very few Chinese drivers qualified to compete in F1, apart from Shang Xun, who has the best record.

The rest of them all received special training abroad.

Even if they wanted to participate, it would be impossible for them to make it back in time.

Who else could it be besides them?

Could it be—

The long-lost...J-Car God?

Hearing the sound.

Fans and contestants alike craned their necks to look at the big screen.

"..."

Upon hearing the host's words, Song Mingji's nerves immediately tensed up.

In this unexpected situation, only the appearance of J-Car God can turn the tide.

Could it really be her?

Song Mingji held his breath, his hands hanging at his sides slowly clenched, and his deep black eyes looked at the screen.

The next second.

A tall, slender figure, dressed in a white racing suit, with a red belt around his waist and a helmet, whose gender was indistinguishable, slowly appeared on the huge screen.

"Whoosh—"

In an instant, the scene became agitated.

"J God!" someone shouted at the top of their lungs, "It really is J God!"

"No way, really?! I'm actually going to see J-God in my lifetime?!"

"Ahhh...it's true, it's true!" The man was so excited that his voice was hoarse. "My idol, I'd recognize him even if he were ashes!"

"With J God's appearance, China is saved!"

"How could this be..."

The three players from Country Y looked at each other in disbelief as they stared at the person who suddenly appeared on the screen.

It's not that...

Did she die in a car accident?

"J Goddess has never shown her face. Who knows if she's someone hired by China to impersonate her?"

"I've seen J-God, he really does look alike." The bulging-eyed man stared intently at J-God, his voice hoarse. "With J-God on stage, do we still have any hope?"

In previous competitions, their country Y had its results disqualified due to tampering with the matches midway.

This resulted in Y country's points being roughly the same as China's points.

so.

Only if either they or China finishes in the top five can they retain their qualification for next year's competition.

After this matter was resolved, China was destined to lose, but then J God suddenly appeared.

With her on the field, why should anyone else run away?

"Proceed according to the original plan B."

The blond man chewed a piece of gum, and his expression turned sinister and vicious.

They prepared two plans in order to break into the top five.

Plan A: Create an accident so that the Chinese players cannot participate.

If the plan fails and Shang Xun escapes unscathed, then Plan B will be executed.

The three racers from country Y only need one of them to finish in the top five to succeed.

The other two could take a "suicide" approach, intercepting the Chinese race car midway.

More importantly...

They tampered with Shang Xun's sports car.

win?

Instead, we should worry about whether we can survive.

"yes."

The other two men nodded knowingly.

So what if he's a racing legend?

If you block their way, they won't be able to leave the field unscathed.

"..."

While others were still doubting the authenticity of J God's identity, Song Mingji recognized him at a glance.

During the three years that J Goddess disappeared, he would watch her match videos every day.

I remember everything about him, from his appearance to his driving skills.

That's right.

It really is her.

China was saved, and his dream finally came true.

Thinking of this, Song Mingji felt a surge of emotion, and a deep smile appeared on his lips.

at the same time.

In the lounge.

Shang Xun was struggling to crawl out, determined to participate in the competition.

The black man was lying behind him, pulling hard on his legs.

Holy crap!

Upon seeing the person appear on the big screen, the black man was so startled that he released his grip on Shang Xun's leg, rubbed his eyes vigorously, afraid he had misread it, and was extremely excited:

"It really is God J! The ancestor has finally appeared!"

"ah--"

When his leg was suddenly released, Shang Xun winced in pain.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry."

Hearing the horrific screams, the black man finally realized what was happening and rushed to help the person.

"who?"

Shang Xun, sweating profusely from the pain, grabbed the black man's hair, even more excited than him, and asked, "Who did you say came?"

"J God".

The black man felt like his scalp was being ripped off, and his body was tilted to one side.

"..."

Shang Xun stared at the large screen, which displayed the names of the contestants.

【J】

Shang Xun knew of God J, but had never met him in real life.

Unexpectedly—

Our first meeting took place under these circumstances.

It was truly worth it to break both his legs.

"How did J God know you were in trouble and arrive so quickly to save the day?" the black man asked, puzzled.

From the time the incident occurred to the time J God appeared, only half an hour had passed.

Never mind that.

Shang Xun finally calmed down and cried out in pain, "Call the doctor in right away, I'm in so much pain!"

"Tsk."

The black man sneered, "Weren't you just shouting that you wanted to go to the competition?"

Thankfully, J appeared.

otherwise……

He suspected that Shang Xun was really going to compete with both of his broken legs.

"but……"

Blackie frowned, staring anxiously at J, and asked worriedly, "Haven't played for three years, will your skills have become rusty?"

She hadn't adapted to the competition environment beforehand.

And sports cars...

For race car drivers, the car is the key to winning or losing.

"snort."

Shang Xun sneered, gritting her teeth, "These are not things that J-Car God should care about. What she should care about are the three little beasts on the track next to her."

"Oh shit."

The black man knew the other party had made a move, and clenched his fists. "Do they think J God is so easy to bully?"

Anyone who dares to mess with J God will die without even knowing how.

——

"J God".

"J God".

"J God".

The entire venue was filled with shouts, and the atmosphere reached its peak.

"This competition brings together the champions, runners-up, and third-place winners from previous years. J God hasn't competed for three years; is his skill level still up to par?"

"Song Mingji's strength should not be underestimated. J God has been appointed to this critical mission. Whether he can win is really uncertain."

"..."

Pei Jinwu, buttoning her clothes, slowly walked towards the tenth track.

"..."

Looking at the masked figure in front of him, whose face was completely obscured by his heavy covering, Song Mingji felt a strong sense of familiarity wash over him.

Has he had an eye problem lately?

No matter who I look at, they all seem familiar?

"It's a pleasure to meet you," Song Mingji said, taking the initiative to speak.

He was indeed happy.

If J, the racing god, shows up, he'll have a way to persuade him to take Pei Jinwu as his apprentice.

"You're celebrating too soon."

Pei Jinwu turned her head away and spoke casually.

"?"

Song Mingji suddenly froze.

Did I hear that right?

Why does the other person's voice sound... a little feminine?

As they passed the runway in Country Y, Pei Jinwu suddenly stopped and glanced at the three of them.

Beneath the transparent windshield, his eyes were icy and chilling.

"..."

The three of them swallowed hard, extremely nervous.

J God.

A goddess in the racing world, she won a gold medal in every race she participated in.

But……

Even the most advanced technology can't withstand a runaway sports car, right?

If I'm not mistaken.

The biggest news today will be: J God, car crashed and he died.

Thinking about this...

The three of them wore confident smiles.