Ye Ranran's car was drawn into the outermost lane.
This is a drifting race. You have to show off your drifting skills and get first place at the same time. This is a great test of the driver's skills.
Three minutes before the game, Song Ye's friends kept coming over and knocking on the car window.
Ye Ranran lowered the window, and a man in gold and silver touched his chin with a wicked smile on his face, "Sister, don't bother, people like you can't win against Brother Ye."
Several enchanting ladies behind him also started sarcastically.
"Don't you know how many pounds you have? It's really stupid to be struggling in such a competition!"
"I think some people are not stupid, but deliberately use this method to seduce men. Cry twice when you want to lose, and let Brother Ye pity you? This method is really despicable."
"You bitch is just pretentious. If you can't win, you have to pretend to be thirteen. It's disgusting! It's disgusting!"
Ye Ranran glanced at these people, calmly held the steering wheel tightly, and stepped on the accelerator.
The roar of the car's engine startled the man sitting on the front of the car. He quickly jumped off the front of the car, pointed at Ye Ranran, and said loudly: "Are the accelerator and brake reversed again? Just The sound of you stepping on the accelerator means you are destined to lose!"
Then, everyone laughed together with him, all mocking Ye Ranran.
Ye Ranran didn't say a word to them. She slowly raised the car window and checked the workbench again to make sure that the car's performance was at its best. Then she looked ahead and waited for the staff to clear the place.
After a few minutes, all these chattering people retreated, and Ye Ranran and the other racers entered the countdown.
Ye Ranran raised the speed to 140 at the beginning. In the first straight section, she jumped to the front.
The young masters who originally looked down on Ye Ranran were stunned and looked at each other.
"This girl must have been brave. She stepped on the bottom of the gas tank and rushed forward with all her strength."
"I think I was so frightened that I stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward. This is a drifting competition. Being able to rush through may not necessarily lead to victory."
"Yeah, just wait and see if she loses."
Ye Ranran and Song Ye walked hand in hand. Song Ye glanced at her car from the corner of his eye, chuckled and turned the steering wheel on purpose, trying to scare her.
However, Ye Ranran didn't care at all. She pulled the handbrake and started to turn directly...
The wheels rubbed on the ground, and a burst of smoke rose up. Under the night and the lights of the stadium, it was like the clouds and mist in the fairyland, with a faint light.
After Ye Ranran's car swerved, it painted a rainbow shadow on the field with dazzling light, easily surpassing Song Ye.
In fact, Song Ye also started to be elegant just now. He was so familiar with it that he thought he was about to win.
Who knew that at the last moment, Ye Ranran's car passed him, with a gap of five seconds.
In the midst of speed and passion, being behind by five seconds was considered a big score. Song Ye gritted his teeth and breathed out the fragrance as he almost stepped on the accelerator.
However, these five seconds put him 20 meters away from Ye Ranran, and he couldn't catch up no matter what.
When it came to the second corner, Ye Ranran turned easily, and the rear of the car seemed to be dancing on the track, sweeping lightly, and then pulled away from Song Ye for five seconds.
Then came the third corner, the fourth corner...
By the eighth corner, Ye Ranran had already surpassed Song Ye by half a circle.
The men who just said that Ye Ranran was not good were all stunned at this moment. In their ears, the voice of the commentator was almost exploding.
Seeing Ye Ranran getting closer and closer to the finish line, several men rubbed their eyes and still couldn't believe it.
"Really or not? That's not the car!"
"My special meow must be hallucinating. It's impossible. How can that girl really be so far ahead?"
"It's Brother Ye, it must be Brother Ye who wins!"
…
However, at the final finish line, Ye Ranran was parked steadily there. Her car was particularly dazzling under the lights, carrying the surprise of the goods and the cheers of the audience.
In the car, she raised the corners of her mouth slightly, tapped her fingers on the steering wheel, and looked at the car behind her through the rearview mirror.
…
When Song Ye stopped, the young men and the racing kids all rushed over, with disbelief on their faces.
It's true, they were right.
Song Ye, who was ranked third in the world and number one in the prosperous country, lost to a woman today, a woman they couldn't even name!
"Brother Ye, what happened just now? Did you give in to the girl on purpose?"
"Yes, yes, Brother Ye...how could you lose? You just gave up to this woman on purpose, right?"
There were two men standing next to Ye Ranran's car, shouting loudly, still refusing to admit that Ye Ranran had won.
Ye Ranran glanced at them sideways, shook her head and sneered.
Let her?
She was really about to be pushed to the limit tonight by the idiots...
Song Ye was surrounded by everyone, and his mood was indescribable. He lost, he lost completely. In professional terms, he was instantly killed.
But he was unwilling to give in. Why did he lose to a woman like this?
Song Ye clenched his fists and looked at Ye Ranran's car with a heavy gaze.
Ye Ranran's hands were holding the steering wheel, her expression was leisurely, her head tilted slightly, looking at Song Ye, who had a particularly wonderful expression. She waited for the reporter to be driven away by Song Ye's dog friends. There was no media person on the venue. , then opened the car door and went out.
She crossed her arms, lowered her head slightly, and smiled softly. Then she raised her head, tilted her head, and squinted at the man. Her laughter was a bit evil and unruly, "You lost, you should fulfill your bet!"
Song Ye pursed his thin lips coldly, and his eyebrows were stained with anger. To be honest, he didn't want to fulfill the bet.
He had never lost like this before, and he was really unwilling to do so.
The young masters saw Song Ye's intention and started to make fun of him.
"What bet? What did our brother Ye tell you? Don't cause trouble!"
"Yes, yes, our Brother Ye didn't say anything, just get out of here!"
"If you are making trouble here, we should send you to the Qingyun Department. You even talked about a bet, so get out!"
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"I just agreed that if I lose, I will apologize and go around the venue in a bikini. Mr. Song is not trying to cheat, is he?" Ye Ranran's voice was a little cold. What she despised the most was that he didn't dare to do it even if he lost. Admit it.
"Dirty cousin!" A socialite who was infatuated with Song Ye came out and cursed suddenly, "Who do you think you are, dare to ask our Brother Ye to apologize! Brother Ye competes with you, it's just to show pity, you are still here I'll beat you bitch to death if you kick your nose in the face!"
Although Ye Ranran didn't want to talk to this woman, she kept scolding her as a cousin. No matter how patient she was, she disappeared without a trace at this moment. She immediately sneered, with pride and disdain in her eyes. , "Who do you want to kill?"
"Of course I'll beat you to death, you bitch! You're a bitch who relies on appearances to make money and doesn't know what's good or bad!"
"Yeah, Brother Ye let you go, but you still don't know how to run away with your tail between your legs, and you are talking about the bet here with your nose in your face. It's ridiculous!"
"She should get out now! Get out now!"
