The audience suddenly erupted in laughter.
"Hahaha, this is hilarious! This woman can't even step on the accelerator, right?"
"Is Mr. Shi blind? Looking for a vase to compete?"
"Quit the competition now! Don't embarrass yourself!"
Fu Xingyao and Jian Cheng sat in the audience, turning a deaf ear to the sarcasm and ridicule around them.
"That female racing driver must be Sister Youran." Jian Cheng said in a low voice, his eyes fixed on the stationary Pagani.
Fu Xingyao nodded, extremely confident, "Who else but her could make Shi Heng willingly sit in the passenger seat?"
Jian Cheng looked worried, "But... I've never heard that Sister Youran can race?"
Fu Xingyao ruffled her hair and said, "Just wait and see, she always surprises us."
"Dear audience!" the commentator suddenly raised his voice. "Three minutes into the match, and 'Ghost' remains motionless! What is this sole female competitor planning? Let's zoom in..."
On the high-definition screen, Gu Youran's fingers were tapping rhythmically on the steering wheel.
“Tick, tick, tick…”
Every sound was so precise that it seemed as if it had been calculated.
Fu Xingyao's pupils shrank slightly, and his body leaned forward unconsciously, "She's synchronizing her heartbeats."
"What?" Jian Cheng hadn't reacted yet.
"She's using her pulse rate to measure time." Fu Xingyao's voice was filled with unconcealed excitement. "Watch out, it's about to begin."
In the car, Shi Heng lazily leaned back in his seat and asked with a smile, "Youbao, they are almost finishing the third turn."
Gu Youran raised the corner of her mouth and said, "No rush, let them run for a while."
The timer jumped to two minutes.
The Night Owl running in the front has entered the third corner.
The other drivers were still stumbling around in the first two corners.
Sudden--
"boom!!!"
The Pagani rushed out like an angry beast, its tires leaving two trails of black smoke on the ground, and drove directly to a deserted shortcut on the right.
"Oh my God!" Fu Xingyao jumped up in fright and didn't even realize that the coffee was spilled all over him.
Jian Cheng covered her mouth, "Sister Youran is going to the cliff!"
All the audience stood up, their mouths open, speechless.
Pagani suddenly raised his head at the edge of the cliff and flew over the head of the night owl!
"Holy crap!" Night Owl was so frightened that he couldn't even hold the steering wheel steady. "Is this woman crazy?!"
Pagani is like a black eagle spreading its wings, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.
"Bang--!"
The four tires landed steadily, Gu Youran turned the steering wheel sharply, and the car spun beautifully, getting stuck directly at the exit of the last corner.
The whole audience was boiling!
The commentator's voice broke with excitement: "Oh my God! She passed everyone in one go! She saved three corners!"
The big screen shows:
【Saved: 3 corners】
Current ranking: No. 1
"Sister Youran is so cool!" Jian Cheng jumped up excitedly.
Fu Xingyao ripped off his tie and waved it vigorously, "I knew it! She never does anything without confidence!"
The entire audience exploded instantly:
"Holy crap! Is this a race car or a movie about Fast and Furious?!"
"From today on, I'm her number one fan! So cool!"
"Where's Mr. Shi? I want to learn how to select a driver from you!"
Night Owl stared at the taillights of the car in front of him that were getting farther and farther away, and punched the steering wheel. "Damn it! Is this woman driving a rocket?!"
For Gu Youran, the rest of the race was like a stroll in his own backyard.
Pagani's speedometer needle soared directly to 300.
The roar of the engine shook the billboards on both sides of the track.
"drop--!"
When I crossed the finish line, the timer stopped at 8 minutes and 32 seconds.
The entire stadium suddenly fell into an eerie silence.
"Broken, broken record..." the commentator stammered, "Three minutes faster than last year's champion!"
"Ahhhh!" Jian Cheng screamed and threw herself into Fu Xingyao's arms.
At this moment, Pagani's iconic butterfly-wing doors slowly rose.
The whole place was so quiet that one could hear the breathing.
Gu Youran got out of the car and took off his helmet, his messed up short hair flying wildly in the wind.
She tilted her head to look at the passenger seat, a cheeky smile on her lips, "Hey, where's the reward you promised me?"
Shi Heng slowly unbuckled his seat belt and walked in front of her.
Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, he reached out, grabbed the back of Gu Youran's head, and kissed her without hesitation.
On the big screen, the man's bony fingers were deeply inserted into her hair.
The intertwined silhouettes of the two people were as beautiful as a painting in the sunlight.
When they separated, the tips of Gu Youran's ears turned red.
Shi Heng nuzzled her cheek with the tip of his nose. "Both you and the car are yours."
The audience was boiling again:
"Help! This sugar level is too high!"
"Excuse me, is this a racetrack or a civil affairs bureau?"
"Look at the big screen! This scene is even more amazing than in an idol drama!"
Jian Cheng covered her face with her hands, her eyes sparkling through her fingers. "Oh my god! Sister Youran and Mr. Shi... this is too exciting."
Shi Heng suddenly ripped open his racing suit and unbuttoned the three buttons of his black shirt.
The faintly exposed collarbone caused a new round of screams.
He grabbed Gu Youran's hand and pressed it against his collarbone. "Sign here."
The camera zoomed in, and the big screen clearly reflected her handwriting, stroke by stroke:
【Ace】
In an instant, the audience seemed to be paused.
"boom--"
The explosion almost blew the roof off:
"Ace?! She's actually Ace?!"
"That racing god Ace who dominated Country Y's underground racing circuit three years ago?!"
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