Chapter 402: God of Racing, Come Out and Let Us Look at You
The Almighty Rich Daughter is Explosively Cool
If she wanted to get past, then her car really needed to grow wings.
She sighed and then pressed on the brakes.
When everyone saw the number on the speedometer decrease, the audience once again cheered.
â****! I originally thought the God of Racing would leave again without saying goodbye. But whoâs so great that they remembered to block the entrances!â
âCan the camera zoom in more? I want to see what the God of Racing looks like! I can kind of see his hair. Wait, why does he look a little like a woman?ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âKnowing that the God of Racing is revealing his true face, my heart is racing and my hand is shaking! Is there anyone else whoâs like me?!â
â...â
The announcer also stared at the cars shown on the screen, âThe God of Racing had stopped the car. But he hasnât gotten out nor taken off his helmet. I see that the media is rushing over. I wonder if the God of Racing is willing to reveal his real face today?â
âAh right, I almost forgot about the other racers. Prince of Racing, Fei Lai, from country M, is about to reach the finish line. Behind him are Lin Qing, Mi Ang, huh? Nie Chi... Eh... Qi Yuyang, Lou Yufei.â
When he said Lou Yufei, everyone could hear the disappointment in the announcerâs voice.
Only then did everyone remember that person.
They also all remembered how crazy her fans went at the beginning of the race.
At once, everyone who wasnât Lou Yufeiâs fan began to laugh.
âOh my god, she made everything such a big deal in the beginning. I thought she would achieve greatness but she ended up coming in seventh. Ahahaha!â
âExactly. They even said she was the hope of the country. In the end, she was miles behind the God of Racing and even Qi Yuyang surpassed her!â
âThatâs why they say the higher you climb the harder you fall!â
â...â
Lou Yufeiâs fans exchanged glances awkwardly.
Someone said while grinning, âI am a fan of master Feng, not a fan of racing. I came here just to see whether or not the woman who calls herself a national heroine can win. Now that I witnessed the competition, I feel very much comforted!â
â****! I canât believe I found my crew! Iâm also master Fengâs fan! My intention of being here is the same as yours! Come here! High five! Letâs celebrate that b!tch ending up in seventh!â
âMe too, me too! I was repressed for so long! Now I can finally say what I want!â
â...â
After hearing what Qiao Qingâs fans had to say, most of Lou Yufeiâs fans remained silent. They didnât feel proud over what happened.
Some of her die-hard fans began a fight.
âOur Feifei may not be as good as those who were faster than her, but out of all the girls, sheâs the best one! Whatâs there to be arrogant about over an author?â
âExactly! Even if Feifei didnât win number one, sheâs still the coolest woman Iâve met! Sheâs not someone a writer can compete against!â
âThose who are better than Feifei are professional racers, they are not those peopleâs idols. I wonder where they get the confidence to laugh at Feifei.â
â...â
Another fight began between Lou Yufei and Qiao Qingâs fans.
At the same time, on the tracks, all the other racers arrived at the finish line.
When the racers got out of their car, they didnât ask about their own ranking. Instead, they walked up to Qiao Qing and asked about her car.
At once, a group of racers surrounded Qiao Qingâs car.
People from her country, in particular, were sneaking peeks inside like they were fanboys.
They checked out the car and tapped on her window, âGod of Racing, come out and let us look at you!â
âGod of Racing, I have admired you for a long time!â
âGod of Racing...â
Qi Yuyang was one of them. He didnât tap on the window but instead, went to the front of the car.
When he saw the driver in a helmet with only her eyes revealed, Qi Yuyang was confused. They looked like Qiao Qingâs eyes.