The exciting music sounded in the venue, which directly aroused the emotions of the audience.

Each driver's car is also ready in turn.

Murong Qiao was sitting at the front, and with just one glance he could see a fiery red car parked in the No. 10 position.

The red color is as dazzling as a flame. Even if it stays there quietly, it can't help but lead the owner of the sight to notice its existence.

This color reminded Murong Qiao of the time when he met Tang Huai.

“The game is official—start!!”

As the start signal sounded, almost instantly, one car after another raced out almost against the clock.

The rules of the competition are that the first place that completes the specified number of laps will win the championship.

Murong Qiao didn't quite understand the essentials of racing, but he could also tell that the fiery red was at a disadvantage at the beginning.

In just the first lap, the dazzling fiery red car was caught in the middle by several other cars, unable to advance or retreat. Just looking at it made people want to frown.

"Don't frown." Huo Yichen reached out and pressed her eyebrows, "You're so mature."

After finishing speaking, Huo Yichen took out a piece of candy from his pocket, peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed it into Murong Qiao's mouth.

Murong Qiao took advantage of the situation and mouthed it, "No."

She didn't realize it, she just wanted to lick the candy to taste it, but inadvertently made Huo Yichen's eyes darken.

It's a piece of lemon candy, sour and sweet in your mouth. It gives you a summer-like taste the moment you eat it.

"Why don't I notice you carrying this with you normally?" Murong Qiao asked casually.

Huo Yichen answered seriously, "Eating sweets might make you feel better."

He didn't understand this at first. Occasionally, he saw Ye Zhen holding documents out of his pocket, so he learned it too.

Maybe he didn't know how to make people happy, but as long as he was dealing with Murong Qiao, his learning and patience would always be there.

The hard candy melted in the mouth bit by bit, and after the sour initial taste melted on the tip of the tongue, only a sweet and cool taste was left, making Murong Qiao squint her eyes.

She stared at the progress in the arena, but she couldn't help but think about the dream she had on the plane when she came back.

That dream was like a reminder that made her unable to resist coming here.

But now Tang Huai has not yet participated in the extreme mountain terrain, nor has he... fallen off the cliff yet.

Thinking of the outcome of the dream, Murong Qiao couldn't help but lower his eyes and frown, and then looked at the fiery red in the field.

In just three minutes, he got out of the predicament he was in, gradually surpassed the others, and then came to the front.

Currently, Tang Huai's ranking is in fifth place, with fourth place right next to him, not in front of Tang Huai.

"...Achen," Murong Qiao suddenly spoke. "Please accompany me to the hospital later, after the game is over."

An idea suddenly came to her mind.

If Tang Huai really wins the championship in this competition, then the things in the dream may happen naturally.

Until then...

The moment when the fiery red color rushed out of the cliff, it suddenly coincided with the scene in front of him of surpassing the ranking at a bend.

"Why do you suddenly want to go to the hospital? Is there something wrong with your body?" Huo Yichen frowned.

After Murong Qiao said this, Huo Yichen's attention was no longer on the game, but his eyes fell on Murong Qiao and he looked up and down several times.

"I'm fine." Murong Qiao didn't say much for the time being.

Seeing that she was fine, Huo Yichen didn't ask any questions, and turned to look at the competition that was getting close to intense.

In a fast and passionate game like racing, the schedule is fleeting. Even if it is only reduced to a few seconds, it is enough to cause huge changes.

Cars No. 4 and 8 were far ahead all the way, occupying the first and second positions from the beginning. On the contrary, No. 10, who was not favored by everyone at the beginning, caught up with the last two laps left. Come up.

From the leisurely attitude of Tang Huai, who was ready to go, he suddenly turned to the offensive and passed the next corner at full speed without risking his life.

The entire car body drifted with the soaring speed, and even the rear wheel seemed to be flying.

"You don't want to die, don't you?" Driver No. 8's roar floated in the air.

Tang Huai, however, remained terrifyingly calm from the beginning to the end, never slackening off his foot on the accelerator. Even at the moment when he turned the corner, he almost overturned the car.

This lunatic's desperate attitude forced the No. 8 driver to grit his teeth and give in, forcing him to fall back to third place.

He didn't want to lose his life.

However, after seeing No. 10 reach second place, many spectators who cheered for No. 4 and were optimistic frowned.

"If this continues... the situation is not good."

"No. 10 was replaced today? Why did he suddenly become so fierce?"

"I have a bad feeling——"

Half of the people who placed bets did not understand racing and spent their money blindly following the trend. Now that they saw the results of the race and their dissatisfaction, they naturally became dissatisfied.

Jiang Weiyang, who was sitting in front, also looked a little unhappy.

After all, she suddenly got angry and spent all her pocket money on No. 4 behind Murong Qiao.

If No. 10 wins in the end——

Thinking of the almost astonishing odds at the end of the final bet, Jiang Weiyang took a breath of air.

The race is coming to an end, and now everyone's eyes are focused on the first and second place cars.

At almost every corner that followed, the synchronized movements of the two cars made the spectators dare not even take a breath.

Keren is always afraid of death.

No one dared to compete with Tang Huai's life-threatening method.

Between prize money, competition qualifications, and his own life, driver No. 4 hardly hesitated.

Tang Huai's original plan to overtake at the next corner was half a beat too slow when he suddenly stepped on the accelerator.

Tsk...why at this time——

Tang Huai frowned as he felt his legs move a moment later.

But No. 4 had already given way, and Tang Huai's car successfully passed the finish line and became the first place.

At that moment, the cheers rang out from the system to heighten the atmosphere were even louder than those on the scene.

Everyone watched the result in silence. As long as Murong Qiao laughed out loud and took Huo Yichen's hand, he couldn't help but stand up to see the scene more clearly.

Tang Huai had a bad look on his face as soon as he got out of the car, and all the blessings his friends wanted to say were blocked in his mouth.

"You obviously won first place, but I feel like you're not happy at all."

The friend muttered, then looked at Tang Huai's calf, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Hey, I saw everything just now."

"Did you make a mistake at the last corner? Is it because of the problem with your legs?"

"You don't need to worry about it." Tang Huai said coldly.

My friend frowned and disagreed. "I'm serious, look at you, why are you always so careless?"

Tang Huai had heard the same words dozens of times, but this time his attention drifted to the stands.

Tang Huai, who thought it was an illusion, fixed his gaze and saw Murong Qiao waving in this direction.

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