Chapter 202

Jingyi looked at the motionless mobile phone and whispered to himself: "I asked you not to come, but you can't just send a message."

"Yiyi"

Jingyi quickly put away the phone. Get up and look at the person with a smile.

"Big brother"

Jing Zeyou noticed Jing Yi's covering up movements and smiled without revealing it, "The coach asked you to prepare." Jing Yi nodded hurriedly, "Okay, I'll go right away!"

Jing Zeyou looked at her Looking back, worry flashed in his eyes. Was it really the right thing for him not to participate?

It is obviously impossible to say that Jing Zeyou had anticipated the current scene between Jing Yi and Shen Huaichu, but this was indeed what he was worried about.

Jing Zeyou made a detailed investigation into Shen Huaichu's car accident that year, and also investigated his situation over the years. Frankly speaking, it was not optimistic, but Jing Yi was still a racing driver.

Jing Zeyou sighed unconsciously and followed him with steps.

In the noisy stands of Shanchi Circuit, people were crowded together. They were obviously very concerned about this open competition, or they were very interested in Jing Yi, who won the championship.

It was just an exhibition match. Jing Yi didn't plan to be in the limelight. A simple appearance was enough, but she saw someone who looked familiar.

Song Yuanye? After all the exposure, this person still dares to come out?

Jing Yi frowned slightly, a little surprised. He didn't expect to see this person here.

Recalling what Shen Xi told herself about the hot searches before, Jing Yi secretly complained that the entertainment industry didn't pick anything.

On the other side, Song Yuanye has been looking for Jing Yi.

He walked over, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, "Long time no see, Miss Jing." The smile did not reach his eyes.

Jing Yi looked at him with eyes full of scrutiny, "Mr. Song, what a coincidence." Song Yuanye had hatred hidden in his eyes, "It's indeed a coincidence. I said before that I would challenge Miss Jing. Didn't this give me a chance?" "

Jing Yi chuckled, with a mocking look in his eyes, "Competition? Do you mean competing in an exhibition game? Mr. Song is really pursuing it.

If he can appear in the Super Cup, he is considered a man. , what kind of competition is going to the Open now?

Song Yuanye clenched his fists, his eyes full of anger.

Just laugh, it doesn't matter, no matter if it's an exhibition match or not, as long as he can beat Jing Yi, he can return to the top!

Song Yuanye thought almost paranoidly.

A few minutes later, Jing Yi looked at the list and smiled. Although she didn't know how Song Yuanye did it, her opponent was still Song Yuanye.

It just so happened that she was in a very bad mood now, so he bumped into her.

At the same time, the Jing family also saw the list.

Jing Zeqian stood up suddenly, "Song Yuanye? How could it be him?!"

Jing Zeyou learned about Song Yuanye's plan for Jing Yi from Jing Zeqian's mouth, and frowned slightly, "He wants to step on Jing Yi Superior?" There was certainty in his tone.

Both of them looked a little bad, and Lin Ruiqing and others couldn't help but feel worried.

For some reason, Jing Zeqian had a very bad premonition, "I'll ask them to re-rank the list!"

The sound of the start of the game came, and Jing Zeyou looked at the red and silver cars on the field with a heavy gaze.

"It's too late..."

A sharp whistle broke the silence, and the game began.

The two cars rushed out of the starting point like beasts, accelerating instantly and the wind roared past.

The first corner was approaching quickly. Jingyi held the steering wheel tightly, quickly switched gears, lightly stepped on the brakes, and then the rear of the car swung. The body slid into the corner perfectly, and the tires rubbed violently against the ground, making an ear-piercing scream. .

The smooth drifting movements like flowing clouds and flowing water instantly ignited the enthusiasm of the audience in the stands.

Not to be outdone, Song Yuanye followed closely behind, and his silver sports car also entered the corner, but Jing Yi's red sports car had already opened a gap with him.

The Open Cup is different from the Super Cup. It is not a blind pursuit of speed, but more of a show of skills. The racers will not rush to the finish line until they finish a fixed track to show off their skills.

Jing Yi was already in a bad mood, but now she was even more fired up. Her skills and experience were fully demonstrated at this moment.

She looked ahead with piercing eyes, turned the steering wheel fiercely, swung the rear of the car, and slid through the curve at almost a perfect angle. The sound of the tires rubbing against the ground echoed in the air, pulling out a huge plume of smoke.

Song Yuanye, who lacked ability, became even more restless after seeing Jing Yi's level. He appeared a little impatient at several key points. His car body skidded slightly and he lost the best route.

Jing Yi glanced at the rearview mirror, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, held the steering wheel firmly with both hands, and accelerated towards the finish line.

The cheers from the audience surged like waves.

"Jingyi! Jingyi! Jingyi!" They spontaneously shouted Jingyi's name again.

Another failure was unacceptable to Song Yuanye.

He abandoned his dignity and ignored the ridicule of netizens, just to beat Jing Yi in the open competition. But let alone beat Jing Yi, he couldn't even catch up with the back of her car!

The louder the cheers from the audience, the more obvious the madness and despair in Song Yuanye's eyes became.

He held the steering wheel tightly, his hands trembled slightly, his knuckles turned white, and he muttered: "I am the top! I can't lose! I am the top!"

A strong sense of loss and anger instantly rushed into his mind.

Suddenly, Song Yuanye suddenly stepped on the accelerator, turned the steering wheel, and the silver-white racing car drove straight towards Jing Yi's red racing car with a hint of madness.

Jing Yi just crossed the finish line and was completely unaware of the danger behind him.

The audience's exclamations rang in her ears. She subconsciously turned around and saw the silver-white racing car rushing towards her at an incredible speed.

Jing Yi's pupils shrank suddenly and he immediately turned the steering wheel to try to avoid it.

But it was too late.

The black car slammed into the rear of the red car, and the violent impact threw Jingyi's car towards the guardrail beside the track.

When she knew that the collision was unavoidable, Jingyi subconsciously protected her vital parts, but her head was still hit.

The track instantly fell into chaos. No one expected such a thing to happen, and the audience screamed one after another.

"Ah! Jingyi!"

"Jingyi, get out of the way!"

"Is that person crazy?!"

"Hurry up and save people!"

"Hurry up and call to save people!"

"Yi Yi!"

Jing Zeyou and others watched this scene helplessly and rushed downstairs in panic. .

There was a buzzing in her ears, and the exclamations not far away were so clear. Her vision became blurry, and she gradually lost consciousness.

At the same time, from the stands not far away, the first figure to rush out was Shen Huaichu.

He ran to the broken car like crazy, knelt on his legs, and tried to open the twisted car door with his hands shaking violently.

His face was pale, and even his voice was trembling, "Yiyi, Yiyi, please pay attention to me, don't ignore me, you should answer me, Yiyi, can you talk to me? Please..."

He was satisfied His hands were covered in blood, and the blood soaked the entire palm of his hand. Veins popped up on his arms, and he was clawing at them desperately.