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  The cars of each driver are also ready in turn.

  Murong Qiao sat at the front, and he only needed a glance to see the fiery red car parked at the position of No. 10.

  The red is as dazzling as a flame, and even if it stays there quietly, it can't help but guide the owner of the line of sight to notice its existence.

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

   "The game is officially started!"

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

  The rule of the game is that the first person who runs the specified number of laps will win the championship.

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

  Only the first lap, the dazzling fiery red was caught in the middle by several other racing cars.

   "Don't frown." Huo Yichen stretched out his hand to press the center of her brow, "It's so old-fashioned."

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

  Murong Qiao took advantage of the situation and opened his mouth, "Hmm."

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

  It is a piece of lemon candy, which is sweet and sour in the mouth, and the moment it is eaten, it has a summer-like taste.

   "Why didn't you notice that you were still carrying this?" Murong Qiao asked casually.

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

  He didn't understand this at first, but he saw Ye Zhen drop a document out of his pocket once in a while, so he also learned it.

  Maybe he doesn't know how to make people happy, but as long as he is with Murong Qiao, that learning and patience will always exist.

  The hard candy melted in the mouth little by little, and after the initial sour taste melted on the tip of the tongue, there was only a hint of sweet coolness left, which made Murong Qiao squint his eyes involuntarily.

  She stared at the progress of the game, but she couldn't help thinking about the dream she had on the plane when she came back.

  That dream was like a reminder that she couldn't help but come here.

  But the current Tang Huai has not participated in the extreme speed mountain, nor has he fallen off the cliff.

  Thinking of the result in the dream, Murong Qiao couldn't help lowering his eyes and frowning, and then looked at the flaming red in the field.

   In just three minutes, he got rid of the predicament just now, gradually overtook the others, and then came to the front.

  Tang Huai is currently ranked fifth, and the fourth is tightly pressed, not in front of Tang Huai.

   "...A Chen," Murong Qiao suddenly said. "Come with me to the hospital later, after the game is over."

  An idea suddenly came to her mind.

  If Tang Huai really won the championship in this competition, the things in the dream might happen naturally.

   Wait till then...

  The moment the fiery red rushed out of the cliff, it suddenly coincided with the scene of surpassing the ranking in front of 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 looked him 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 more questions, and turned to look at the competition that was already approaching intense heat.

  In a fast and furious race like racing, the schedule is fleeting, even if it is only reduced to a few seconds, it is enough to make a huge change.

Cars No. 4 and No. 8 are far ahead all the way, and they have always occupied the first and second positions from the beginning. On the contrary, No. 10, who was not favored by everyone at the beginning, chased after the last two laps. come up.

  Tang Huai started from a leisurely posture ready to go, but suddenly turned on the offensive, and passed at full speed at the next bend.

  The entire body drifted with the soaring speed, and even the rear disc seemed to be about to fly.

   "You don't want to die, do you!" The number eight driver's roar floated in the air.

  Tang Huai remained terribly calm from the beginning to the end, and he never slackened his footsteps on the accelerator. Even the moment he turned the corner just now, he almost overturned the car.

   This lunatic's reckless posture made the No. 8 driver grit his teeth and give in, and was forced to retreat to the third place.

  He didn't want to lose his life.

  But after seeing that No. 10 reached the second place, many cheered for No. 4, and the optimistic audience frowned.

   "If things go on like this... the situation is not good."

   "No. 10 was replaced today? Why did it suddenly become so violent?"

   "I have a bad feeling—"

  Half of the bettors don't understand racing, and spent money blindly following the trend. Now seeing the results of the game and their own dissatisfaction, they naturally expressed dissatisfaction.

  Jiang Weiyang, who was originally sitting in the front, also turned a little unhappy.

  After all, she was suddenly angry just now, and behind Murong Qiao, she put all her pocket money during this period on No. 4.

  If number 10 wins in the end—

   Thinking of the almost astonishing odds at the end of the betting, Jiang Weiyang took a breath.

  The race is drawing to a close, and now everyone's eyes are on the cars of the first and second place.

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

  But people are always afraid of death.

  No one dared to compete with Tang Huai's desperate approach.

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

   Tang Huai was planning to overtake another car at the next bend, but when he suddenly stepped on the accelerator, his reaction was half a beat slower.

   Tsk...how come at this time—

  Tang Huai frowned when he felt the movement of his legs delayed for a moment.

   But No. 4 had already moved out of the way, and Tang Huai's car passed the finish line smoothly and became the first place.

   At that moment, the cheers sounded by the system to set off the atmosphere were even more enthusiastic than those on the scene.

  Everyone watched the result in silence, only Murong Qiao laughed and took Huo Yichen's hand and couldn't help getting up to see this scene more clearly.

   Tang Huai's face was stinky as soon as he got out of the car, and all the words of blessing that his friend wanted to say were blocked in his mouth.

   "You obviously won the first place, why do you feel that you are not happy at all."

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

   "Hey, I saw it all just now."

   "At the last corner, you made a mistake? Is it a leg problem and—"

   "Don't worry about it." Tang Huai said coldly.

  My friend frowned and said in disapproval. "I'm serious, look at you, why are you always so careless."

   Tang Huai heard the same words no less than dozens of times, but this time he heard them so-so, but his attention drifted to the stands.

   Tang Huai thought it was an illusion, but the moment he fixed his gaze and looked over, he saw Murong Qiao waving his hand in this direction.