name of faith

"You..." Yang Ling's clenched fists loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again, and her heart was beating very hard. Under the sunshine, she felt cold all over her body. "What do you mean?"

"It means literally." Wang Junkai saw that another round of the competition was coming down, looked at the time, patted Yang Ling's head, and said, "Go in, we are going to prepare."

"Wang Junkai, please explain clearly to me." Yang Ling blocked Wang Junkai's way, as if you would not let you pass unless you explained clearly to me.

"You're not that stupid." Wang Junkai put his hands in his pockets, and sighed helplessly, "Wang Yuan'er was very aware of Gu Misha's thoughts, and he didn't do much to stop Misha's behavior. It's not the kind of relationship you think. It’s just that he has the self-confidence to prevent Mi Sha from doing anything she doesn’t regret, you should be lucky that I rushed out just now, not Wang Yuan’er.”

"..." Yang Ling seemed to understand what Wang Junkai meant, but she was not sure if it was what she had in mind.Now she seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, and she fell down cold and weightless.

After Wang Junkai finished speaking, he bypassed Yang Ling and walked inside.

"Wang Junkai." Yang Ling stopped him and asked, "Why is he so confident?"

"It's because the three of us are so confident." Wang Junkai stopped, didn't turn around, just turned his face slightly, and said, "No reason, no reason."

It took almost 5 minutes for Yang Ling to recover and lift her spirits.Standing there motionless, the sun behind her was already sultry and hot, but cold sweat was streaming down her face.

Why! ! ? ?

When Qianxi drove the four-leaf clover to the field, Wang Yuan rushed up to make final adjustments to the four-leaf clover, while Yang Ling handed Wang Yuan some necessary tools for inspection from time to time.

Wang Junkai led the record board, walked over, patted Qianxi on the shoulder, and said: "The next round will be us, we don't need to drive so hard, we can get the ranking no matter what."

"OK." Across the full-face helmet, Qian Xi's voice was deep and small, and it was even quieter in the noisy environment, but Wang Junkai could hear Qian Xi's voice from it, and gave him an encouraging smile.

"Okay." Wang Yuan wiped off his sweat and took a step back, "Come on!!"

"This, it's so strange." Yuan Wanci, who had been hiding in the ceiling, looked through the binoculars, and finally couldn't help it, went out, bent down, and said to Qian Xi, "Little Qianqian, that car is the same as the four-leaf clover. , like oh."

Yang Ling immediately turned around and looked towards Yuan Wanci, frowning slightly.

It was only then that Wang Junkai noticed that there was a car ready for the race parked in the car shed not far from them.Wang Yuan tugged at the corner of Wang Junkai's clothes, and nodded slightly.

"Hehehe," Wang Junkai bent down and looked at Qianxi, "OK?"

"Hey, what's the matter?" Qian Xi raised her thumb, and with a swish, she drove towards the starting line.

"Hmm, yes, so what the hell." Wang Junkai took Wang Yuan by the arm and walked towards the rest shed.

"Wang Junkai!" Yang Ling trotted to follow, asking worriedly. "What's the matter with that car? Is it just a similar appearance???"

"Who knows." Wang Junkai shrugged, casually took out a bottle of ice water, and poured it down. "It should be the same thing inside."

"That..." Yuan Wanci doesn't understand these racing cars, but she still thinks that Qianxi drives super fast when she sees them practicing on weekdays. It is probably because Clover itself is a very high-end car, "That little girl Isn't Qianqian just going to lose?"

"Tch, my four-leaf clover is unique, no matter how imitated it is, it's just a weed, okay?" Wang Yuan has always been very sure about the things he designed.

"What's more, we have thousands." As soon as Wang Junkai finished speaking, he gave Wang Yuan a tacit high-five.

"What do you mean?" Yuan Wanci and Yang Ling looked at each other, and they could see different puzzlements in each other's eyes.

"It means, no matter what, we, Mr. Qian, will definitely outperform the opponent in the racing car made by my brother and my family, no matter whether the opponent is a five-leaf clover or a six-leaf clover." Because the sun outside is really fierce, and the media and fans Too much, hiding in the rest shed, Gu Misha who was sitting on the table shook her legs, winked at the two cutely, and said with a smile.

Yang Ling stared at Gu Misha silently for a long time, frowned slightly, and was about to step forward to ask something, when Wang Yuan happened to have a lollipop in his mouth, with one hand in his pocket, and stood casually in the middle, blocking Yang Ling's way .

"Hey, it's started." Wang Junkai also pulled Yang Ling's wrist at this time, and pulled it out, "showtime~ remember, don'tcloseyoureyes~"

The atmosphere on the field was warmed up by Qianxi, and commotion and noise followed. Yang Ling squinted her eyes, watching the beginning of a trial race...

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