After I Became a Weak Girl, I Made My Debut

Chapter 19

The teammates behind the young man, watching this scene, were first stunned, then couldn't help but laugh.

They didn't mean any harm; it was just the first time they had seen something like this, and they genuinely found it refreshing.

"Hurry up! The car's here!" they called out hastily.

The young man turned back, glanced at them sideways, and then opened the car door and got in.

"Let her have a few minutes," he said casually.

Yan Yucheng was worried, but hearing this made him feel a bit annoyed.

Yan Yucheng said coldly, "She doesn't need your help."

The young man didn't pay much attention to this remark.

Of course, he had the capital for it; between professional and non-professional, the difference was not just a little distance—it was a chasm.

With a press on the accelerator, he drove out, heading towards the winding mountain road.

His teammates behind him looked relaxed.

But the others, who had little exposure to racing, had varying degrees of pale faces.

Yan Yucheng's expression became even darker.

"Oh! Wait a minute..." The photographer slapped his head suddenly, remembering, "Mr. Zhong, should we continue filming now that Mr. Qin is driving their team's car?"

Mr. Zhong frowned and said, "Let's wait a little longer; first wait for Miss Jiang to bring the car back."

The photographer exclaimed, "Okay!"

He thought there shouldn't be many laps left.

This mountain road was very steep, and girls were usually scared of it.

As soon as the photographer finished his thought, he looked up and saw the company's eye-catching car quickly passing through the second big loop.

The photographer choked up.

Was he seeing things?

"Wow!"

"Is that the girl?"

The exclamation in his ears told the photographer that it wasn't just his imagination.

At this moment, both Mr. Zhong and Yan Yucheng lifted their heads, always staring firmly above.

The higher it went, the smaller the loop, and the greater the test of driving skills. Because you could easily fly off with one wrong turn.

Seven hundred and ninety-nine, eight hundred... they silently counted the seconds in their hearts.

The next moment, the car swiftly passed through the third loop. The car's body, in the sunlight, looked like it was wearing a colorful feather coat, flashing in front of people's eyes. It passed by so quickly that it was hard to see clearly.

Soon after, a car painted black and red also passed through the second loop.

That was the car of Qin Yufang.

Yan Yucheng raised an eyebrow, gradually relaxing a bit.

Qin Yufang's teammates were also very relaxed, even having time to banter. The difference of one lap was too easy for Qin Yufang to catch up.

Soon, Qin Yufang passed the third lap.

On the fourth and fifth laps, the distance between them gradually narrowed.

The teammates couldn't help but grin widely.

Their leader never disappointed them.

By the sixth lap, even if they stretched their necks and looked up desperately, they couldn't see the situation above very clearly.