Chapter 72 Water Heart Knife
on the screen.
Wen Nianchu's car was the first to cross the finish line.
She pushed the car door open and stepped out of the cockpit nimbly, the rain running down her racing suit.
After seeing this scene, the staff immediately stepped forward, opened the black umbrella in front of her, and handed her a towel.
Wen Nianchu took off his helmet with one hand and politely said thank you to the staff.
The staff is a girl.
She blushed a little when she handed over the towel.
Wen Nianchu's hair, wet by the rain, stuck directly to her forehead. Once she took off her helmet, her hair spread out like a waterfall. The black mask stuck tightly to her chin, making her look mysterious and beautiful.
She turned back to the track.
Just at this moment, I saw Qin Ye's car just barely crossing the finish line.
Then, the drone's camera instantly focused on Wen Nianchu. Wen Nianchu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, raised his wrist under the camera, put his five fingers together and gently stroked his neck -
This careless throat-slitting gesture instantly spread throughout the audience through the live broadcast signal.
In this rainstorm, the new king was crowned.
[Fuck, so handsome, so handsome, hiss, hiss.]
[The ONE team must be so angry when they see this scene, hahahaha]
"No, there's still a relay race. She's so proud, like she thinks the championship is hers. Haha."
[Shui Xindao: I've been number one for several times in a row, so what's wrong with being proud once?]
[Support the above post, hahahaha, piss off ONE team fans]
The competition rankings on the live broadcast screen were also refreshed directly afterwards.
The Mad Dragon Team's logo strongly occupied four of the TOP5 seats, with only the runner-up position having Qin Ye's ID hanging alone.
So, what is impossible?
Wen Nianchu stood where he was, took the phone and watched the live broadcast, and finally waited for Zhao Xinrui and the others in the waiting area.
The smiles on several people's faces were almost gone.
"Oh my god, we're actually at the top of the main competition rankings." Fat Gu laughed out loud, "Finally, there's hope of unfreezing my card."
"Don't relax too much. After dinner, it will be the final relay race. We're getting closer and closer to the prize money."
Zhao Xinrui's eyes curved into a smile. She didn't expect Wen Nianchu's rain tire tactics to bring such amazing results.
I still feel a lingering fear when I recall the scene where cars in front of me lost control and slid off the track one after another while I was racing on the track.
If she hadn't used rain tires, she might have been the one to slide off the track.
"I've been driving for three hours straight. I'm exhausted." Wu Sui grabbed a bottle of mineral water and gulped down a few gulps. His Adam's apple moved up and down as he swallowed. "I'm tired, thirsty, and hungry. Don't you feel it?"
Gu Xiaopang: "I'm a little too excited. There's nothing I can do."
Zhao Xinrui: "You'd better drink slowly... just in case..."
Before Zhao Xinrui could say anything, Wu Sui was really choked by the mineral water.
Coughing violently on the spot.
Wen Nianchu squinted his eyes and said, "Little Fatty, give Brother Wu Sui a pat on the back."
Wu Sui looked at the fat man and said, "Did you hear that? Give me a pat on the back."
Fatty: "Choke it, buddy."
The fat man walked to the door and opened it.
He closed the door again in an instant.
"There are so many people and flash lights outside!" He blinked and looked back at them in confusion.
Wen Nianchu had already changed into a new black spare mask, and she slowly put it on:
"An interview, right?"
This is probably the last game of the afternoon, so I have to interview each team and make a preparation declaration during the intermission.
"Let them in."
As soon as they opened the door, they were immediately surrounded by reporters.
The flashes of light came one after another, causing several people to squint their eyes subconsciously.
"this……"
Flashes of light poured down like a rainstorm, and the reporters' microphones were almost hitting several people in the face.
"With Team Kuanglong sweeping the top five this time, does this mean you've found the secret to defeating Team ONE? Have you figured out a strategy for the upcoming relay race?"
"Contestant Shui Xindao, was that throat-slitting gesture at the ONE contestant at the end?"
Wen Nianchu raised his hand to block the glaring flash, and the corners of his lips curled up in a smile.
Just as she was about to speak, a sharp voice suddenly pierced through the noise, seeming a little abrupt, and sounding like someone trying to be cool.
Qin Ye stood at the door. There were obviously not as many reporters in their preparation room as there were in the Crazy Dragon Team, so he stopped and said a few words when he passed by:
"There's still one last relay race left, don't get too complacent."
“Being praised highly.”
"And the faster you fall."
Wen Nianchu narrowed his eyes and looked at Qin Ye.
The program team did not follow the formal racing mechanism, but instead implemented a points accumulation system.
For some unknown reason, ONE team's popularity is always much higher than that of Kuanglong team.
If ONE team wins first place in the relay race and accumulates popularity bonus from outside the program team, they will indeed have a chance to overtake them.
Wen Nianchu raised his eyebrows when he thought of this.
These reporters smelled the so-called gunpowder, and their eyes instantly glanced at each other, and they automatically separated to make way for Qin Ye and others.
Qin Ye stood in the distance, clasping his hands to his chest:
"In the relay race, I will let your team know what true strength is."
"I applied for a modified car."
Qin Ye didn't think there was anything wrong with making use of some good resources. The main problem was that the unified racing equipment provided by the program team was really bad.
Since he has money, of course he has to use the best racing car to compete.
The scene suddenly became quiet.
Wen Nianchu gently pushed away the microphone in front of him and slowly adjusted his cuffs.
Of course she knew how to break Qin Ye's defense, after all, they had known each other for so long.
So, Wen Nianchu took the microphone directly, looked back with a smile, and responded with only one word:
"oh."
Qin Ye: "..."
"puff."
Fat Gu couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Qin Ye's face turned pale, and he was about to refute when the radio suddenly sounded:
"Each team, please go to the restaurant for dinner and get ready."
*
The rain stopped at noon.
Summer rain is always like this, coming quickly and going quickly.
The program team specially arranged for the rested contestants to dine in the restaurant, and the camera slowly swept across the spacious and bright dining area.
The sunlight shines in, illuminating the neat dining table, which is filled with a wide variety of dishes.
Fresh fruit, steaming pasta, freshly baked bread, and the contestants' favorite energy drinks.
In the barrage, the audience's curiosity could no longer be suppressed:
"What does this contestant named Shui Xindao look like? Can the production team please show her face?"
"You're already eating, you can't still be wearing a mask."
"I bet fifty cents that she's a stunningly beautiful woman."
The last scene of the competition made Shui Xindao completely famous, especially the scene with the black umbrella, her final throat-cutting action, and her cold and arrogant expression, which really touched the hearts of the audience.
Elegant, cold, and with a hint of calmness.
It is so unforgettable that people start to automatically imagine her complete face behind the mask.
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