The engine growled unwillingly twice and finally stalled completely.
Time was paused at this moment.
There was a huge, unbelievable uproar in the audience!
Exclamations and discussions surged like a tide.
"Oh my god! It stopped?!"
"Stop at the apex of a curve? Is he crazy?!"
"It's over! The ranking will definitely plummet!"
"Is the car broken down?"
The commentator's voice was also filled with astonishment: "Unbelievable! He actually chose to... stop the car at the top of the curve?"
"This is an extremely dangerous position! Let's see what happened? Was it a vehicle breakdown? He didn't show any sign!"
The racing cars that were originally left behind by Lin Feng came back with roaring engines and rolling up snow waves.
It whizzed past the stationary silver sports car without mercy!
At the moment of overtaking, the sound of the engine seemed to carry a hint of confusion and mockery.
Red sports car, blue sports car, yellow sports car...
On the list, the ranking of sports cars is falling rapidly.
Lin Feng didn't care about the ranking at all.
He didn't even look at the cars passing him in the rearview mirror.
He slowly raised his right hand and pressed the double flash warning lights.
The red and yellow light flickered faintly in the diffuse snow fog.
Then, he made a move that made the whole audience fall into silence again.
He raised his hands and grasped the buckles on either side of his helmet.
Two soft "click" sounds were heard, extremely clear in the suddenly quiet cockpit.
Lin Feng slowly took off the heavy, all-isolating helmet from his head.
The freezing cold air rushed in instantly, carrying snow particles and the burnt smell of the track, filling his mouth and nose.
His hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to his forehead in a messy manner.
He shook his head slightly to shake off the sweat and snow particles on the ends of his hair.
Then, he raised his head and looked towards the highest point in the audience, the corner that had already been locked!
Lin Feng tilted his head back, sweat slid down his angular jawline and dripped onto the fireproof collar of his racing suit.
There was no expression on his face, only a sense of calmness.
But those eyes were very bright, and they were staring outside the camera - or rather, at that position in the audience.
Meng Qing stood there stiffly, her hands covering her chest falling down weakly, her fingertips still trembling slightly uncontrollably.
The blood had completely drained from his face and his lips were slightly open.
The two looked at each other, unable to suppress their emotions.
Suddenly Lin Feng heard a sudden brake sound behind him.
The vehicle behind lost control and crashed straight into him. Lin Feng looked back and saw that the sports car was already crashing towards him.
A huge, silent shock wave exploded between the two people at a distance of hundreds of meters!
The sky was full of snow mixed with thick smoke from vehicles.
Meng Qing turned around suddenly and desperately pushed away the astonished crowd behind her!
The heavy down jacket became a hindrance and she let it slide to the ground!
The dark sweater is particularly eye-catching against the pale snow scene.
Her long hair was disheveled and she stumbled down the cold steps of the auditorium!
I sprained my ankle several times in my high heels on the slippery steps.
Staggered, fell, and got up again.
The snow and mud covered her pants and hands, making her look miserable!
"Miss! It's dangerous! You can't go in!" The security personnel at the entrance of the maintenance area tried to stop her.
Meng Qing completely ignored the voices of persuasion. At this moment, all the sounds in her world disappeared.
The roar of the cars, the discussion of the audience, the howling of the wind and snow...
Everything became background noise.
"Let me pass, please." Meng Qing used all her strength to push away the security guard who was blocking her way!
Diving into the track filled with the smell of engine oil, burnt rubber and cold snow fog!
The light in the passage was dim, with only the emergency lights casting a pale and cold beam of light.
The cold air mixed with a pungent smell made every breath she took feel burning.
I ran staggeringly, my lungs burning, my vision blurred by tears, sweat and messy hair.
The biting cold wind mixed with snow particles blew in her face, making her shiver violently.
Running to the driveway, Meng Qing's eyes searched frantically at the edge of the chaotic track.
"What are you looking at?"
A low, hoarse voice sounded very close behind her without any warning.
The sound was not loud, but it was like a bolt of lightning, striking Meng Qing's extremely tense nerves!
Lin Feng leaned against the cold snow.
He had taken off his coat, and his shirt outlined his tall but slightly tired figure.
The strands of hair on his forehead were soaked with sweat and lay messily on his brow bones.
In his hand he held the helmet that Shen Yunche had given him.
His fingertips tapped unconsciously on the cold carbon fiber shell, making a subtle, regular clicking sound.
He lowered his head slightly, and his hair cast a small shadow on his eye sockets, making it difficult to see the specific emotions in his eyes.
Meng Qing stared at him blankly, seeing him standing there unharmed.
The overwhelming feeling of relief and fear instantly overwhelmed her like a tsunami.
She opened her mouth, but her throat seemed to be filled with hot sand and no sound came out.
The tears finally got out of control and burst out violently, rolling down the cold cheeks, mixing with snow and sweat.
"You scared me to death, do you know that?" Meng Qing walked up and asked.
Lin Feng was originally pretending to be deep, but was thrown into confusion by this question.
"Um, sorry." Lin Feng just came in front of Meng Qing and was ready to apologize.
"Pa!" A loud slap hit Lin Feng's face.
"Do you know that you will die?" Meng Qing said with a sob.
Lin Feng didn't say anything. Like a child who had done something wrong, he stood in front of Meng Qing with his hands behind his back.
Meng Qing looked at Lin Feng with red eyes.
Lin Feng raised his eyes and said, "I'm cold."
Meng Qing said, "Who cares about you?" Then she turned and left.
Lin Feng pulled Meng Qing over, hugged her into his arms and said, "I'm sorry."
Just at this moment, Shen Yunche and Zhu Qin also rushed over.
Meng Qing pushed Lin Feng away and left with Zhu Qin.
"Are you okay?" Zhu Qin picked up the clothes and put them on Meng Qing.
Meng Qing lowered her head and shook it.
Shen Yunche also took a piece of clothing, came to Lin Feng and said: "You are lucky."
"He's really lucky. He just jumped into the snow next to him." Lin Feng joked.
"It's really not Meng Qing's fault. The way you just acted, you really didn't care about your life. A slap in the face would be considered light." Shen Yunche complained.
Lin Feng nodded and replied: "Yes, I know."
"Okay, let's go." Shen Yunche glanced at the scrapped vehicle and shook his head.
Lin Feng looked at the direction where Meng Qing left and curled the corners of his lips.
"I will never take you to play racing again."
"No, I won't play anymore. Let's not touch each other."
"What were you thinking? Stopping on a curve, are you crazy?"
Shen Yunche was talking to himself in front, and turned around to see Lin Feng who was in a daze.
"Don't look, they've all left." Shen Yunche pulled Lin Feng up with a look of disappointment.
"Let's go home."
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