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At this time, Wang Liu's palms were covered with sticky sweat.It was obvious that Mo Yanji was not behind him, but he felt that the fierce engine sounds behind him seemed to be forcing him.He could almost feel Mo Yanji wearing a blue helmet chasing after him, the next second...the next bend...the next moment!He is about to be surpassed!

brake!cut in!Step on the gas pedal at the same time!

Everything in front of him became ethereal in a trance.At this moment, Mo Yanji only had a straight track in his eyes, and all the noises of the cars in his ears, and his body could feel every vibration of the car body...

Cross the white line!

The red numbers and rankings on the display board jumped instantly——

“1分24秒69！16号车选手莫言己超越了王琉选手位居第二！好！现在是最后2分钟了，他能给我们上演奇迹么？！他现在和排名第一的欧翎选手只有0.19的差距！而欧玲选手好像也意识到了强敌的接近，此刻也刷新了最佳圈速，仅为1分24秒47！差距增为0.22秒！”

Ou Ling once again saw the sign that the team staff held up for him.There are no numbers written on it, only one English word——

"UP!"

quick!He is about to be caught up!Overtaken by a fledgling kid!

At this moment, Ou Ling only felt her heart beating out of her throat.A hot and bitter memory suddenly flashed in front of his eyes - he was not a genius in the traditional sense.All his current achievements are obtained by working ten times, ten times or even dozens of times harder than ordinary people!

He doesn't have a good family background, he doesn't have good technology, and he doesn't have enough funds.But he has a determination stronger than anyone else!So at this very moment, seeing Mo Yanji catching up to him effortlessly... What springs up in his heart is not fear, but anger!

He doesn't have the backing of Young Master Yan, he doesn't have a second chance!Only this time, if he doesn't win this victory, he will have nothing!

The audience gathered around outside the arena held their breath at the moment.

Outsiders can only ever see what the naked eye can see because they are on the sidelines.

"Dinglingling——" the old-fashioned mobile phone's ringtone suddenly rang out on the field.

Could it be that he took a look from his trouser pocket—it was an unfamiliar email address.There is only one short sentence above.

"Is your son still playing?"

Arrow down, and the signature is - "Yan Yitian who still wants to take you for a ride again."

"What's the matter?" Yan Qian crossed his arms around his chest, seeing Could Fei's face turn green all of a sudden, he couldn't help asking.

"Nothing!" He hid the phone behind his back like a thief.When the man turned his face away to concentrate on the game, he quickly replied, "How do you know?"

The text message came back unexpectedly quickly—"Make a bet with me."

"Friends in the audience! We can now see that Ou Ling is rushing towards the finish line!"

Following the narrator's shout, the staff members of Yan's motorcade stretched their necks one after another, as if seeing the source in the desert.And Yan Qian still kept his arms crossed, but his clenched fists revealed his uneasiness.

And Mo Fei on the other side didn't change his posture after seeing what the man said.

His eyes were dark, and there was no smile on his lips, as if he had returned to the indifference of an adult from a child.His fingers moved slowly——

"Ou Ling! Go!!"

The hoarse shouts erupted in the ranks of the Yan Group!At the same moment, Ou Ling finally crossed the white line!

People's eyes were fixed on the lap time display board.I saw the red number jump again - "Number one, No. 31, 1 minute 24 seconds 40."

"Ah! Awesome! That kid won't be able to catch up this time!" The team members were happily clapping back and forth, but their enthusiasm was extinguished by Liu Hu's cold words.

"Don't be too happy for me! Car No. 16 hasn't crossed the finish line yet!" After a pause, Liu Hu's tone sank immediately, and he looked at a place not far away with wild eyes, "He's coming!"

Hit the last key, send.Raise your eyes—like a blue hurricane rolling up the dull breath in the air, rushing towards it with endless sweat and the hustle and bustle of the world!

"It's Mo Yanji, the driver of the No. 16 car! He's going to cross the finish line for the last time!" The commentator's voice can be said to be hoarse.

"Mo Yanji..."

Yan Qian looked at the blue figure and couldn't help leaning forward...

Breathing seemed to stop for a few seconds.The eyes of countless people in the audience are fixed on the display board that determines the final pick.

"Jump...jump quickly..."

Yan Qian looked at the red numbers and murmured.

"It's out! 1:24!! Mo Yanji broke through the impregnable wall of Ou Ling, the No. 37 player, in the last half minute of the preliminaries! I can't believe he is only ten years old!  … "

With the cheers of the audience, Liu Hu sighed silently.

Seeing Ou Ling slowly returning to the team, the team members fell silent for a while.I don't know what to say to comfort this poor child.

It was Liu Hu who went up, bent his knees and smiled at Ou Ling, who was still wearing a helmet and said, "There is still tomorrow's competition. That kid has no actual combat experience. It is not difficult to surpass him and take the first place! Come on! Let's go first Go get something to eat!"

As he said that, he wanted to pull Ou Ling up from the car, but found that Ou Ling was sitting in the car tightly and refused to get off.

At this moment, Wang Liu also got out of the car and ran over, "Teacher..."

"You all did a good job!" Liu Hu patted Wang Liu's head.

"Teacher... Are we really doing well?" Suddenly, the silent Ou Ling spoke.His voice was hoarse, as if something was coming out of his throat, "You lie!"

After saying this, it was the first time Wang Liu saw the good-tempered Ou Ling growl at his teacher, then jumped out of the car and walked away alone...

"Ou Ling!" Wang Liu wanted to catch up but was held down by Liu Hu's shoulders.

"A good-tempered person always endures too many things in his heart. You can comfort him, but you can never really help him, do you understand?"

Although Liu Hu said it to Wang Liu, he didn't look at him.

He didn't know that Wang Liu beside him didn't lock his eyes on him, but on another person——

"Mo Yanji..."

Mo Yanji over there slowly drove the car into the maintenance station.Along the way, almost everyone was scrambling to catch a glimpse of his style, and the discussions around him kept buzzing.

"Hey, brat!" Yan Qian rushed over first, with a smile on his face.It seemed that whenever he saw Mo Yanji's unparalleled talent and brilliance blooming on the field, the boy's mood would improve, just like seeing a rainbow after the rain.The smile from the heart is so gentle.

"Come down, your father is waiting for you!"

As soon as he held Mo Yanji's hand that was still on the steering wheel, he realized that his hand was shaking!Yan Qian immediately took off Mo Yanji's helmet calmly.

Sweat was flowing down the black forehead all the way to the delicate chin, and then printed water on the car body.

Mo Yanji's big eyeballs lost their clear focus, and his eyes were slightly loose.The lips are pale, and the whole person just sits in the car and breathes back and forth...

Yan Qian frowned, and immediately threw off his heavy overalls.Then he took a step forward and carried Mo Yanji out of the car.

"Excuse me, let it go!"

"What happened to Yanji?" Mo Fei hurriedly followed behind them.

"Prepare some salt water. He's a little dehydrated." Afterwards, ignoring Mo Fei who was in a hurry, he carried Mo Yanji into their resting area.

"You... who told you to hug me?!" Even though he had no strength in his body, the young version of the leader still stared at Yan Qian.

After finally carrying the little guy into the big chair, Yan Qian's eyes twitched immediately when he heard such words.Then he turned around and smiled slightly, "This is a reward for you getting the first place in the preliminaries."

"Hmph." Mo Yanji's flushed face turned to one side due to the heat and lack of water, "Number one is of course!"

"Oh, I didn't know who was almost fooled at first. When I was away, I was abducted by strangers to listen to people's nonsense!"

"That...that's your fault too! Isn't that bearded man with you?"

"Who is with that kind of unattractive person! Shut up!"

"You should be the one who shut up...uh..."

Mo Yanji opened his eyes wide in disbelief, looking at the infinitely magnified young man's beautiful face in front of him.There is a moist touch on the dry lips at this moment, warm, like the taste of spring...

But even so, it can't cover up the fact that he was kissed by force!

Yan Qian only pecked lightly before leaving Mo Yanji's lips, and then smiled slightly, "It's sweet."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yanji saw that Mo Yanji's eyes were no longer out of focus, but looking at him with piercing eyes.Then in the next second, he pulled his collar fiercely and kissed him back again!

Mo Yanji didn't know the technique of kissing, he only knew that this person made him angry.Just wanting to get back for revenge, he smashed his teeth into Yan Qian's mouth!Immediately, there was a faint smell of blood on the corners of the lips where the two touched.

Yan Qian was dumbfounded by the kiss for the first time—hey hey hey, this brat doesn't think this is a successful revenge, does he? !

The psychology that was just joking was suddenly bewildered by the sudden change.Yan Qian grabbed Mo Yanji by the back collar and moved him away from him, then stared carefully into his eyes and said——

"You're too young to be kissed."

Could it be that those who were still looking for water outside naturally didn't know that their son was already having a hot fight with the young master of the Yan family.He just looked at the text message on the phone, which was the bet Yan Yitian made with him at the most critical moment of the game - he was favored by others, and he had no right not to agree.

"If Mo Yanji wins both the preliminaries and this race, write me a letter every day. The content must be about your son's racing progress. Of course, you can also add your daily trivial matters. For example, if you want to meet me again Going for a drive or something..."

He slammed the phone cover, could it be that the veins were exposed——

Can this person's face be thicker? !

Just when Mo Fei was walking back while grabbing his mobile phone, he saw two half-grown teenagers striding forward with sullen faces and ferocious faces, as if someone in front of them had a deep hatred for them.

Hmm... If I remember correctly, it's the No. 5 racer of the Yan Group, who is that next to him?Where are they going?

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Narrator: I can't believe he's only ten years old!

Mo Yanji: The leader of this sect is 1020 years old, unmarried, and an aspiring young man.

Yan Qian: I’m sorry, I’ve already made a reservation in advance--＋