Zhang Xiaochu was driving himself, and as soon as the car started acting up, he quickly noticed the issue.
Bai Tang turned her head to look at him, smiling as she spoke: "They're catching up from behind!"
Zhang Xiaochu pressed his lips together. "The car..."
"The transmission and engine are both having problems now. If we keep driving at high speed like this, the danger level will increase!"
Bai Tang gazed at him, her expression calm. "So, are you going to give up at a time like this?"
Zhang Xiaochu didn't speak, but he didn't slow down either.
After a few seconds of silence, he spoke with a grave expression: "Do you trust me that much? If something goes wrong, we could die!"
Bai Tang curled her lips, her smile wild and unrestrained. "Isn't this all about playing with our lives?"
Zhang Xiaochu turned his head, his eyes landing on the girl's fearless smile. All the distracting thoughts in his mind were cast aside, leaving only one: survive and win this race!
If a girl could see things more clearly than him, how could he afford to be timid and hesitant!
Bai Tang turned to look at the person beside her—the slight upward curve of the young man's lips, his determined gaze, the confident, expectant light in his eyes.
She knew he had already made up his mind!
Sometimes, it wasn't just about driving skill; it was also about confidence!
Enough confidence allowed you to face any difficulty without fear!
After another curve, Si Rui's car was closing in fast.
Zhang Xiaochu gripped the steering wheel tightly, his foot on the accelerator never letting up. At this moment, aside from his tense nerves, he could feel more clearly that the car's transmission and engine issues were worsening with every sharp turn.
After three more curves, Si Rui's car pulled up alongside him.
Bai Tang turned to look at Zhang Xiaochu, noticing the sweat on his forehead, and gave a faint smile.
Soon, Si Rui's front end edged past Zhang Xiaochu, reclaiming the lead.
The crowd in front of the screen watched the scene nervously. Someone spoke up: "Looks like it won't be easy for Zhang Xiaochu to win."
"Exactly. After all, he's been the eternal second place. Turning that around isn't something that happens overnight!"
A few people in the crowd joked, their words laced with mockery.
Chu Yi turned to look at Sheng Qi, smiling as he said: "Honestly, Zhang Xiaochu's handling on those curves today is pretty commendable. But judging by the current situation, his car seems to have run into trouble during that last overtake on the curve!"
"There are still several curves ahead. Winning might be tough!"
Sheng Qi replied expressionlessly: "He hasn't slowed down once."
Chu Yi paused, then sighed: "This kid isn't thinking about winning even when his car's acting up, is he? Isn't that a bit like gambling with his life?"
Thinking it over, Chu Yi chuckled: "And he's got that girl in the car with him—two lives at stake!"
"Boss, do you think that girl's realized she's on a runaway ride by now? Is she crying yet?"
Sheng Qi didn't answer, just furrowed his brow slightly.
"Oh, they're really going at it now!" Chu Yi's eyes landed on the screen, watching the two cars refuse to yield, trading the lead back and forth.
After several consecutive curves, Zhang Xiaochu's car problems were clearly worsening, while Si Rui's car had an obvious advantage, maintaining the lead!
Chu Yi glanced at the screen and said with a smile: "The last curve is coming up soon!"
The track was a full loop—the starting point was also the finish line.
Chu Yi looked at the screen. Si Rui was far ahead now; the outcome seemed clear.
But just then, Zhang Xiaochu's car suddenly picked up speed again.
Chu Yi exclaimed: "Is he trying to get himself killed or what?"
Sheng Qi's already furrowed brow deepened even further...