"It's very simple. The winner could pick one person from the loser group and have the right to swap cars with him!”
The bald man looked away from the Ferrari reluctantly and smiled at Meng Tao.
Not far away, Han Shuo saw the malicious smile on the bald man's face and his heart skipped a beat. He was worried that Meng Tao was going to be schemed against.
Before he could say anything, Meng Tao nodded without hesitation.
"This fool. He's usually so scheming in school. Why is he brainless now?”
Han Shuo was quite helpless and could only speed up his pace again.
"What happened?"
Han Shuo walked behind Meng Tao and patted his shoulder.
Meng Tao felt that the voice was familiar. He turned around and saw that it was really Han Shuo. His fat face was full of surprise as he asked,"Brother Shuo? Why are you here?"
Meng Tao had been classmates with Han Shuo for three years and had a good relationship with him, so he knew Han Shuo quite well.
In his impression, Han Shuo's family background was average. His parents were employees of a state-owned machinery factory. He didn't even have a car at home, let alone know how to drive.
To put it bluntly, Han Shuo had never even touched a steering wheel!
Haruna was a place that only racers would come to. Why would Han Shuo appear here?？
Meng Tao was curious, but he was also a little happy.
After all, he was able to meet an acquaintance here, which made him feel happy as if he had met an old friend in a foreign land.
Han Shuo didn't answer Meng Tao's question. Instead, he changed the topic. He looked at the fiery red Ferrari and said,"Is this car yours?"
"Hehe!" Meng Tao scratched his head in embarrassment and said,"This is a gift from my dad for my birthday last month!”
“……”
Even in the dream, Han Shuo was shocked by Meng Tao's father's generosity.
A birthday present and a sports car worth tens of millions. What kind of family was this? There was a mine at home?
This damn fatty, his family is so rich and his studies are so good. Fortunately, he's not that good-looking. Otherwise, how could he let me live?
Han Shuo could not help but curse in his heart.
"First time racing tonight?"
Han Shuo saw the excitement and nervousness on his face, so he asked.
"Yes, I am!" Meng Tao quickly nodded." I wanted to come a long time ago, but I never had the chance.”
When the bald man saw a handsome young man suddenly charging out and chatting with Meng Tao, his expression suddenly tensed up.
" Ahem," he said immediately." Let me make this clear first. During the entire race, you must drive yourself. No cheating is allowed."”
"Cheating?" Han Shuo turned around.
"It's a designated driver!" The bald man looked at Han Shuo without backing down.
It seemed to be saying,'Don't play any tricks!'
Meng Tao did not mind.
He never intended to let anyone else drive for him. Among everyone here, he only knew Han Shuo.
And Brother Shuo didn't even know how to drive…
"When will it start?" Meng Tao asked.
The bald man looked at his watch and said,""Five minutes later."
"Just the four of us?" Meng Tao asked again as he looked at the bald man and the other two.
" Uh..." Afraid that Meng Tao would think that the three of them had joined forces to set him up and run away, the bald man pondered for a moment and revealed a relaxed expression. He smiled and said,""Of course not! There were still five minutes left. During this time, anyone could come and sign up!”
After saying this, the bald man looked around. No one had any intention of coming up.
Very good.
He was very satisfied.
A minute passed.
There was no one.
Two minutes passed.
There was no one.
In the third minute, he noticed that the handsome young man had disappeared, but he did not take it to heart.
Because there was still no one.
In the fourth minute, when the bald man was certain that he had a chance of winning, an untimely voice suddenly sounded.
"Count me in!"
Everyone's eyes instantly turned in the direction of the voice.
"Brother Shuo?" Meng Tao's eyes widened in shock.
" This kid is really troublesome…" When the bald man saw that familiar and good-looking face, a wave of anger rose in his heart.
However, he soon discovered a problem. Other than an old van parked beside the youth, there was nothing else.
"Where's your sports car?" The bald man sneered." Don't you have a sports car? Why are you using your legs to run with us?”
"A sports car?" Han Shuo was stunned. He reached out and patted the van next to him." This is my sports car!”
Looking at the old van that was smashed by Han Shuo, everyone's expression became strange.
It was as if she was saying to Han Shuo, Are you f * cking kidding me?
The bald man laughed so hard that he slapped his thigh, tears almost falling out of his eyes.
"Brother, you, you said…haha…this…hahaha…is your sports car?”
Seeing Han Shuo nod seriously again, the bald man laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back.
Amidst the laughter, Han Shuo's expression remained the same.
"Brother Shuo…you're joking a little too much…"
Meng Tao's forehead was filled with black lines. He had already recognized that the old van beside Han Shuo was an ordinary Wuling Hongguang!
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