The location was set at the JSCC Supercar Club.
During the off-season, there weren't many people in the stadium. After getting out of the car, the lobby manager personally led them inside, through the lobby to the track, where they could hear the roar of engines.
Meng Shen took a few steps forward, put his hands on the railing, and watched as race cars drifted around the bends, drawing beautiful arcs. He was immediately filled with excitement.
"They're real F1 cars! The red magic Ferrari, the silver arrow McLaren..." He was eager to try them out and couldn't help but turn to Guan Kui to ask, "Can we go down and drive one for a bit later?"
He meant driving around, not just taking a short ride. Guan Kui raised an eyebrow incredulously: "If Wanwan agrees, I have no objection."
High-speed racing requires exceptional skill and experience; it's a dangerous and exciting sport, not something you can do just by knowing how to drive. If Meng Shen were to have an accident here, Tang Yue would definitely hold her accountable. Guan Kui didn't want to take that responsibility, so she passed the decision-making power to Yu Wan.
Meng Shen looked at Yu Wan with bright, sparkling eyes, practically screaming "Say yes!"
"Since Miss Guan has agreed to rent the race car, why don't you go down and have some fun?" Yu Wan casually took out her earphones and put them on. "Let me make this clear beforehand, I won't be recording you."
Meng Shen immediately gave her a resentful look: You scumbag.
"..."
Yu Wan ignored the drama queen and continued walking towards the private room with Guan Kui.
Before the door was even opened, a melodious violin tune drifted in from inside.
"Tsk."
Yu Wan paused slightly, tilted her head, and found it quite interesting.
Young, wealthy second-generation kids in Beijing like to watch racing while listening to Bach's Chaconne.
That's really... a rather unusual hobby.
“They’re not usually like this.” Guan Kui pinched the bridge of her nose and explained expressionlessly, “Maybe Ji Ting brought his cousin along. I heard she’s very good at playing the violin. By the way, she’s also from Jiangcheng, so you might know her.”
Yu Wan narrowed her eyes, her phoenix eyes deep and unfathomable, her emotions unclear.
Is there some kind of karmic entanglement between her and Ji Yun Chu that spans three lifetimes?
Where is she?!
At this moment, Chaconne was entering its third theme, and the trembling arpeggios made Yu Wan's brow throb with pain, and the irritation between her brows grew stronger.
What kind of stuff is that?
"Never mind, I'll go watch Meng Shen race instead." She turned around and walked back.
Even if Guan Kui was slow to notice, she could clearly sense Yu Wan's disgust and couldn't help but chase after her: "You have a grudge against her? Sorry, then I'll send someone to take her away."
That was said with such nonchalance.
Miss Guan has always acted as she pleased, and even though she likes Ji Ting, she retains her original willful and arrogant personality. Besides, since she was the one who invited Yu Wan out, she naturally wouldn't let her leave disappointed.
Yu Wan glanced at her, not stopping, and said in a light tone, "It's not a holiday, I just think it will be troublesome."
During winter break, she just wanted to be a quiet, laid-back person.
Pretending to be cool and then getting slapped in the face takes a lot of effort, okay?
No appointment.
Guan Kui pondered the meaning of those words carefully. After half a minute, she chuckled softly, "Yu Yu, I'm really growing to like you more and more." This girl is so interesting; she's definitely going to befriend her.
Yu Wan: "..."
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When the two arrived at the pit lane, Meng Shen had already taken the driver's seat with the assistance of the technicians and began explaining the entire track.
Yu Wan didn't want to disturb him, so she casually found a place to sit down. She crossed her two long legs, leaned back, and looked relaxed and languid.
Many staff members stole glances in this direction several times.
"All departments, get ready. 011, we're on the track." The team manager clapped his hands twice. "Even though this is just a test drive, we must concentrate and treat it like every real race. Does everyone understand?"
Everyone answered in unison, "Understood."
Meng Shen drove the car onto the track.
One minute later.
Ahead, the referee raises his flag.
He stepped on the gas, and the red Ferrari roared past like flames, then drifted around the corner.
"Nice!" the team manager exclaimed, his eyes glued to the race car in the video. At first, he thought it was just some rich kid showing off his skills, but he hadn't expected them to be so good.
The more I looked, the more amazed I became, and then my brows gradually furrowed.
"It's so similar, the style is so similar to that person..."
After the first lap, back at the pit stop, the team's mechanics rushed to change the tires in an orderly and fast-paced manner, taking only 2.56 seconds.
To be honest, Yu Wan was a little surprised.
Compared to other racing teams in China, this is already a very impressive achievement. So why isn't this team participating in professional races, but instead working for a racing club?
Guan Kui promptly clarified: "They have participated in F1 and WRC races and are a team with a lot of practical experience. They were also members of the team when Zhou Fei, China's first racing driver, first debuted. After Zhou Fei terminated his contract and left, he signed several other racing drivers, but they failed to achieve great success. No sponsors were willing to invest, so in the end, they could only accept the offer from JSCC."
Yu Wan paused for a moment, then resumed playing on her phone as usual.
I ran two more laps.
Meng Shen returned to the P room.
The three laps took 2 minutes and 12 seconds.
When everyone saw him, their eyes lit up.
"Sir, are you interested in participating in professional racing?" The team manager excitedly pulled out a business card, his fingers trembling slightly.
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