Su Ziyuan and Fang Ning drove their two motorcycles, one black and one white, side by side, and simultaneously rushed to the top of the mountain and stopped!
Fang Ning was very excited, and he said in a voice that he could not contain his excitement: "You brat, you can run to a draw with your master."
But don't get too excited yet. Going up the mountain is easy, but coming down is hard. We'll settle things on the way down!
"Great! Master, I won't let you win just because you're my master!" Su Ziyuan was also very excited. It had been a long, long time since he had raced so freely after winning the Grand Slam of all races in the racing world.
"(ˉ▽￣～) Tch~~" Fang Ning snorted arrogantly, "Do I need you to let me win? Just don't cry when you lose!"
After a brief rest, the referee gave the order, and the two turned around and headed downhill.
However, this brief conversation between the two was broadcast live by drone to a large screen at the foot of the mountain, and then into the ears of the viewers.
The audience erupted in cheers once again.
"Holy crap, this woman is Su Shen's master?"
"Quickly, find out who this amazing person is!"
...
Xiao Shijie's expression finally improved a little amidst the discussions.
Soon, even more surprised voices erupted from the crowd.
"Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, I found it! Su Ning, a former national synchronized swimmer and a Grand Slam synchronized swimmer, retired at 24 and married into a wealthy family."
"You've checked the wrong information, haven't you? We're talking about Su Shendi's master, Fang Ning, what does that have to do with a synchronized swimmer?"
"Don't rush me, I haven't finished yet. I love racing and once set a legendary record of 9 minutes and 16 seconds at Jinleshan."
"What's so great about 9 minutes and 16 seconds? Isn't our president's record 4 minutes and 20 seconds? That's almost half the time of hers."
"What do you know? Fang Ning's legend is from 20 years ago. Think about what the mountain road in Jinle Mountain was like 20 years ago."
The racetrack on our mountain now is an international standard track that Su Shen built himself with his own money after getting approval from the government. Back then, the track was just a dirt road, without even a cement surface.
To run 9 minutes and 16 seconds is simply inhuman, it's divine! Even more divine than Suarez!
"So, this Fang Ning is Su Shen's master, not a romantic partner?"
"What CP? That's just something you girls make up in your imaginations, like something out of a romance novel!"
...
After this explanation, those who had bet on Su Ziyuan to win became somewhat nervous.
Previously, everyone thought that a woman riding a heavy motorcycle, and even overestimating her abilities to compete with Su Shen, had absolutely no chance of winning.
But now, it seems uncertain whether Su Shen can secure a victory against his master in this match.
On the way down the mountain, Fang Ning held his breath and pressed tightly against the back half of Su Ziyuan's car.
A sharp light flashed in her clear black and white eyes. Good lad, no wonder she chose him to inherit her mantle!
The finish line was just around the corner, at the last bend.
Su Ziyuan pressed the clutch again, accelerated, and drifted through the corner perfectly, crossing the finish line directly!
Little Ruanruan almost instinctively wanted to jump up and cheer to celebrate her second brother's birthday.
Su Xixi pressed her back firmly and gave her a sharp tap on the head. "Little dumpling, has your brain run away from home? Second brother won, so aunt lost. If you cheer for second brother, it's the same as booing aunt!"
Little Ruanruan quickly withdrew her little hand. She could choose not to cheer for her second brother, but she couldn't offend her aunt.
After all, the person who takes them out to play every day is their aunt, not their second brother.
Moreover, my aunt said that after her competition, she would take them to run it too. If my aunt gets angry and doesn't take them to play, we would be at a huge loss!
A thunderous cheer erupted from the audience, because if Su Ziyuan won, it meant they all won money.
Although the odds of betting on Su Ziyuan weren't high, at least I won!
Fang Ning took off his helmet and moved his arms, legs, and all his joints. He was getting old after all; after this run, his whole body felt like it was about to fall apart, and he ached all over.
She looked at Su Ziyuan, "Good lad, you ran well. Your master is completely convinced of your defeat!"
Xiao Shijie walked over, as if to show off to the audience with their wild imaginations, put his arm around Fang Ning's waist, and whispered in her ear, "Wife, I bet five million on you to win, you have to compensate me!"
Fang Ning glared at him, "A bet's a bet, I'm not going to compensate you for anything!"
Xiao Shijie: "..."
Although he was scolded by his wife in public, he didn't feel embarrassed at all; on the contrary, he felt a bit proud.
His wife is so fierce, it's all because he spoils her!
However, when he turned to look at Su Ziyuan, his eyes flashed with a dangerous glint. "You brat, you even dare to beat your aunt? Are you tired of living?"
Su Ziyuan's face remained expressionless, but he lowered his head and touched his nose, muttering softly in a cool voice, "If I deliberately let my aunt win, wouldn't I be insulting her and the competition?"
"Hey, you brat!" Xiao Shijie raised his hand, wanting to punch Su Ziyuan.
Su Ziyuan took a step back without making a sound, and said in a cool voice with a hint of embarrassment, "Uncle, let's resolve this kind of family conflict when we get home. Can you please give your nephew some face in public?"
Xiao Shijie snorted coldly, "Heh, you brat, you want to save face in front of your uncle?"
"Let's settle things on the field. Come on, let's have a match!"
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