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Chapter 23 Grandson is Good

Shen Zhaoyi was completely confused, but seeing words like "curve" and "taillights," she naturally assumed it was a live car race.

After all, Fire still holds the title of Formula One champion.

The number of viewers in the live stream was several times higher than usual, and they were all wearing high-level light sticks.

It seems this is what Fire is really streaming.

She said it herself: with such terrible gaming skills, how could she possibly attract fans?

Despite her complaints, Shen Zhaoyi was very curious about the upcoming matches.

Suddenly, the camera shook.

Then the sound of tires rubbing against the ground could be heard, and a black vehicle that appeared out of nowhere rushed to the front.

Fire then started up and gave chase.

The screen then splits in two, providing a new perspective on the interface; this camera is pointed at the dashboard.

As the car's speed increased, the speedometer needle swung wildly to the right.

80km/h, 120km/h, 160km/h……

In the shot facing the highway, the first curve was approaching. While the viewers were excited, Fire suddenly applied the handbrake, causing the car to swerve and almost graz the black car as it overtook them.

Shen Zhaoyi almost forgot to breathe when she saw it.

Although she doesn't understand technology, she can still tell who is in front and who is behind.

Currently, Fire is far ahead.

The rest of the journey is a foregone conclusion.

As the finish line printed on the ground flashed past the camera, the screen was filled with cheers of "You won!" and various gift effects appeared.

User 78923 has gifted 1 "Carnival"!

"Sang Biao is eating dirt today" is giving away "Rocket One" x1!

"Ghost Corner Racer" is giving away "Eternal Star" x1!

……

Shen Zhaoyi finally understood why Fire's attitude had remained lukewarm despite her giving so many gifts.

It turns out that they had already collected enough on a regular basis.

In just a short while, the carnival had already swiped over fifty times, along with other customized gifts.

Among them, Shen Zhaoyi only recognized "Heartbeat Sniper" and "Eternal Star".

Given that these are all gifts unlocked after leveling up, it's not hard to guess that these fans are not short of money.

Fire is reading out the gift giver's ID to express gratitude.

Shen Zhaoyi wasn't idle either. Since others were giving her gifts, she also gave them to others, and immediately started doing ten consecutive pulls on the most expensive "Eternal Star".

Outrageous IDs have reappeared.

Pei Yan sat up straight in the car.

This person hasn't been here for several days.

He thought the other person had lost interest in him and was already suspicious, so he didn't pay much attention.

But why is it happening again at this critical juncture?
Is it a coincidence?

It's no wonder he was overthinking things.

The old woman who drugged me back then was nicknamed "Old Lady Chen".

The scene he had finally managed to forget resurfaced in his mind, and Pei Yan shuddered in fright.

In the live stream, everyone else stopped, and now only Shen Zhaoyi was spamming the chat with her ID.

[What's going on? Guys, even after we stopped, people are still refreshing? You're really showing off.]

【An old lady, huh? Fire's female fans are something else!】

Grandma, why are you watching car races so late at night? Do you even understand them?

[You're getting on in years, be careful your blood pressure doesn't spike and you faint, Grandma~]

This ID is absolutely hilarious, hahaha!

The people watching the underground car race were a bunch of idle rich kids who spoke without restraint.

Shen Zhaoyi didn't indulge her either, and replied in a moment: 【Good boy.】

Seeing that the comments were about to erupt into an argument, Pei Yan quickly stepped in to smooth things over, "Thank you all for your support, everyone. It's getting late, and I have to return the car. See you next time!"

After saying that, he quickly shut down the live stream.

The screen went black for a moment, but Shen Zhaoyi's finger was still tapping the screen. The gifts had only totaled less than 400,000, and Fire was still the person with the lowest percentage of donations.

I have this strange feeling that I've lost out big time.

A little red dot lit up in her private message section; it was Fire asking her why she was still awake so late.

This was the first time the other person had taken the initiative to talk to them since they had known each other for so long.

Just woke up.

Were you racing just now? Aren't these races usually during the day? Why is there one at this time?

On the other side of the screen, Pei Yan stared at the message, his fingers tightening slightly.

He didn't know if this "sixty-year-old woman" was genuinely ignorant or just playing tricks on him.

After thinking for a moment, he carefully considered his reply:

[Official races are indeed held during the day, but this is a friendly race organized spontaneously by cyclists. There are fewer people and the roads are wider, so we can enjoy the race more at night.]

[Sister who offered you her seat, when did you arrive?]

Shen Zhaoyi: [When you mentioned the opening of the market.]

Pei Yan's heart sank.

Although the live stream cameras were kept away from him and everyone was using coded language in a very measured way, it would be difficult for him to explain himself if the recording were to be examined.

What's more troublesome is that he's making this money through underground car racing under a pseudonym so that he can return to the racetrack.

If it were to be exposed at this point, his career would be completely ruined.

Pei Yan was caught up in his own conspiracy theories. The match-fixing incident years ago had made him distrust everyone.

He tentatively continued, "Can you understand it?"

I don't understand, but I know you won.

That overtaking maneuver was so cool! How many years did you train to be that good?

Shen Zhaoyi hasn't touched a car since she got her driver's license. She really envies those people who can control a car as easily as eating.

Pei Yan naturally wouldn't answer honestly, only giving four words—

Gifted.

Shen Zhaoyi couldn't help but roll her eyes.

What about the liar?
Which champion didn't practice driving from a young age?

Can someone drive like a circus performer just by relying on talent?

But she didn't expose him; she just wanted to know when the competition would resume.

This is a hundred times more exciting than watching him play games.

Fire: [I don't know, I was invited too.]

It might take a month, or it might take two months.

With such a long interval, it's impossible for fans to maintain such high engagement.

Shen Zhaoyi finally realized something was wrong—

This person is clearly on guard against her!
But why?

Does she look like a bad person?
Who would send hundreds of thousands of dollars to a bad person right away? They're not crazy.

Her mood fluctuated greatly during her period, and a nameless anger suddenly surged up inside her.

Oh, never mind then.

After sending this message, she closed the private messaging interface between the two of them and logged out of Douyin.

Shen Zhaoyi's daily routine is now a complete mess, and with the added stomach pain, she didn't fall asleep until almost dawn.

But I didn't sleep well.

When I woke up again, it was just past ten o'clock.

There was only one message on WeChat, Han Ziyang's daily morning greeting.

She rolled over onto her stomach on the bed and replied with a "Good morning".

The past few days I'd been waking up after noon, but today I woke up unusually early, so Han Ziyang asked me about it.

Shen Zhaoyi replied listlessly, "I'm on my period, so I can't sleep well at all."

As soon as the message was sent, Han Ziyang received a voice call.

(End of this chapter)