Reborn Troops

That day, my best friend Qianqian pushed the door open and walked in, her voice as clear as a bell.

Zhou Wanwan looked up and forced a smile: "Qianqian, you came at the right time. I encountered a problem."

Qianqian walked up to her and patted her shoulder gently: "Tell me, what problem can stump our great designer?"

Zhou Wanwan sighed and put the everlasting flower on the table: "There is a customer named Meisa. She wants me to design an everlasting flower necklace, but it must incorporate racing elements. She likes speed, but I..."

Qianqian raised her eyebrows: "Racing car? This is quite interesting. Wanwan, haven't you always wanted to break through your own design style? This is a good opportunity."

Zhou Wanwan shook her head: "I know, but I have never been involved in racing, how can I design a necklace that meets her requirements?"

Qianqian smiled and said, "Wanwan, have you forgotten what you are best at? You can always combine seemingly unrelated things to create unique works. Racing cars and everlasting flowers don't sound like a match, but perhaps it is this contrast that can inspire your inspiration."

Zhou Wanwan nodded thoughtfully: "You're right, I should try it."

At this moment, the door of the store was pushed open, and a tall woman walked in. She was wearing a black leather jacket, with long flowing hair and an unruly look in her eyes.

"Are you Zhou Wanwan?" the woman asked in a low and powerful voice.

Zhou Wanwan stood up and nodded: "Yes, I am. Are you Meisa?"

Mei Sa smiled slightly: "Yes, I am Mei Sa. I heard that you are good at making jewelry with everlasting flowers, so I came to you to design a special necklace."

Zhou Wanwan took a deep breath and said, "I heard about your request, a car-themed everlasting flower necklace. This is a challenge for me, but I am willing to give it a try."

Misa nodded: "Very good, I look forward to your work. However, I have a condition."

Zhou Wanwan frowned slightly, feeling a little uneasy: "What conditions?"

Misa's eyes became sharp. "I need you to complete the design within a month and participate in a racing competition in person to experience the speed. Only in this way can you truly understand my needs."

Zhou Wanwan was stunned. She had never thought that she would be involved in racing. She hesitated for a moment, but when she saw Misa's determined eyes, she knew she had no way out.

"Okay, I promise you." Zhou Wanwan said firmly.

Misa nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, I will arrange everything. The competition will be held in two weeks, during which time you can prepare the design."

After Mei Sa left, Qian Qian looked at Zhou Wan Wan worriedly: "Wan Wan, do you really want to participate in the car race? This is too dangerous!"

Zhou Wanwan smiled bitterly: "I know, but this is the only way for me to truly understand Meisa's needs. I can't give up this opportunity."

For the next two weeks, Zhou Wanwan devoted herself to the design.

She read a lot of information about racing, trying to find inspiration from it.

However, every time she closed her eyes, the image of racing cars speeding on the track came into her mind, and she felt that she was out of tune with that world.

Finally, the day of the race arrived. Zhou Wanwan stood by the track, her heart beating faster. She had never thought that she would be standing in a place like this, surrounded by roaring engines and flying dust.

"Wanwan, are you ready?" Meisa's voice sounded in her ears.

Zhou Wanwan took a deep breath and nodded: "I'm ready."

Misa took her to a red racing car with her name printed on the body.

Zhou Wanwan sat in the driver's seat, feeling the wrapping of the seat and the weight of the steering wheel, and her heart beat faster.

"Remember, speed is the soul of racing. You have to feel them and understand them." Mei Sa's voice echoed in my ears.

The race started. Zhou Wanwan gripped the steering wheel tightly and stepped on the accelerator. The car rushed out of the starting point like an arrow from a bow. The wind whistled in her ears, and her heartbeat was synchronized with the roar of the engine. She felt an unprecedented speed, which made her excited and scared.