Chapter 79 Talent
Inside a private apartment.
Lu Tinglan's gaze fell on the notification slip for the "Iterative" design competition in front of her, her face darkening.
"Dear Mr. Lu Tinglan, thank you for the time and effort you put into submitting your design. It has been carefully evaluated by all of our judges."
Congratulations! You have won the second prize in this "Iterative Design" competition.
Second place? Second place again.
Lu Tinglan was in a bad mood. Why was everything going wrong and unsatisfactory lately?
He once thought he was talented, but since God gave him talent, why couldn't He give him more?
Lu Tinglan's gaze fell on the competition trophy that had been sent to her. It was a crystal trophy. The man held the crystal trophy high, then let go, and it fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
What's the point if you're not number one?
The man bent down and picked up the crystal shards one by one.
Ignoring the fact that her injured hand was covered in blood, only the pain made Lu Tinglan feel that she was still alive.
Duan Mingxiao sat on the carpet, carefully piecing together the wreckage of the race car. He worked on it for a week.
Because Cong Chun's racing car model was complex and exquisite, and there were no design drawings for the model, the young master was completely baffled and could only figure it out on his own.
However, Duan Mingxiao could only do this secretly when he returned to the Duan family.
The young master finally had a dilemma: on the one hand, he was afraid that Cong Chun would find out, and on the other hand, he didn't want to deceive her.
A moment later, there was a knock on the bedroom door, and Duan Mingxiao subconsciously said "Come in."
The figure outside the door was none other than Yun Lan Shuang.
The woman's gaze fell on the wreckage of the race car on the carpet. She frowned, but asked Duan Mingxiao to come out for a moment, as she had something to say to him.
Inside the study, Yun Lan spoke calmly.
"Can'er, now that you've won the championship you wanted, don't touch racing anymore."
"Go to school properly."
Upon hearing this, Duan Mingxiao's face turned cold.
"Did Duan Chengshan send you to say this? Tell that old man to give up on that idea."
Yun Lan looked up at him, somewhat helpless.
"Can'er, do you know how your uncle died?"
Duan Mingxiao remained silent for a moment before speaking.
"Why bring this up? Didn't my uncle suddenly fall ill and pass away?"
Yun Lanshuang sighed.
There's something your father and I have never told you.
"Duan Yan injured his left hand in a racing accident back then."
"Although the rehabilitation went very smoothly afterward, and I was able to return to the competition."
"However, because of the injury to his left hand, his physical functions were still impaired."
Yun Lanshuang's gaze fell on Duan Mingxiao.
"He also won the Jinghai Championship, even a year earlier than you. His talent has yet to be surpassed."
"But later, Duan Yan went abroad full of confidence and received training from foreign team coaches."
"Perhaps it's because of the constant pain in my left hand, or perhaps it's because of my poor performance in international competitions."
"A person who was always very confident in himself ultimately chose to commit suicide."
Duan Mingxiao froze on the spot upon hearing this.
"Can you understand how worried your father and I were when we found out about your racing accident?"
"Now that you've won the Jinghai championship and the team has disbanded, listen to your mother and don't touch racing anymore, okay?"
Duan Mingxiao couldn't believe it; it was the elder he once admired the most.
His uncle committed suicide because he couldn't accept the results of the competition.
Yun Lanshuang calmly stated a fact.
"You need to know that there are many people in this world who are more talented and better than you."
"When you can no longer get first place, how will you, with such a strong sense of pride, face it?"
Duan Mingxiao lowered his eyes and remained silent for a moment.
He looked up at the woman in front of him, his eyes burning with an inextinguishable flame.
"If my so-called talent surpasses theirs."
"Ha, that's so unfair to the others."
“A match that is completely dominated by the other side is not entertaining at all. You should also consider the organizers’ perspective.”
"You may not believe me, but I will not doubt myself because of it."
"Moreover, people don't just die when they reach a certain age; they can die at any time."
Before the competition even started, they doubted themselves, became timid and cowardly, and dared not move forward.
Then you've already lost, lost to a non-existent opponent.
Since he didn't have a racing team, Duan Mingxiao formed his own.
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