After being read, the fake daughter became the group's favorite

"Cut! This one passed."

Wen Qingyan quickly withdrew from the plot, Jing Zejun lowered his head, calmed down his emotions, and slowly walked out of the plot.

Jingzejun had fewer NGs during this period. After hearing the director's words, she breathed a sigh of relief. Today's scenes were all filmed.

Jing Zejun stood there, watching the makeup artist touch up Wen Qingyan's makeup, "Brother Qingyan, I'll be leaving soon, come on." Wen Qingyan's scenes will probably be filmed until the evening.

Wen Qingyan looked at Jing Zejun, "Are you going to watch Jing Yi's race?" He had heard from Jing Zejun that Jing Yi was going to have a car race.

Jingze Jun nodded, with a happy look in his eyes, "I have already told the director in advance, I will change clothes and leave in a while."

Wen Qingyan looked at her happy expression, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, "Please wish Jingyi a successful start."

"I will definitely bring it to you."

Shanchi in Jiangbei is one of the best racing tracks in the country and has hosted many professional racing competitions. This time it hosted the Supercar Championship, which is also a well-known domestic event.

As the name suggests, racing drivers participate in the competition with racing-modified supercars, and the supercars must be chosen from the brands specified by the competition.

An hour before the game started, Jing Yi was warming up. Her warm-up method seemed out of place. She was doing Sanda moves, over and over again.

From afar, a girl with an upright figure and tight and strong muscles was waving her hands, and her curly ponytail fluttered in the breeze.

As the tempo quickened, Jing Yi's movements became more fluid and powerful, as he spun and whirled, punching and kicking the invisible enemies in the air with accuracy and precision, each blow carrying a force that could not be ignored.

Then, her body heated up slightly, sweat flowed on her forehead and extended to her delicate jawline. She stopped, her breathing slowed down, and her round almond eyes sparkled.

Jing Zeqian subconsciously stepped back as he watched, as if he was afraid that Jing Yi would hit him.

Jing Yi's Sanda is no joke. He still remembers the miserable look of that investor.

"Thank you, brother!" Jing Yi took the towel handed over by Jing Zeyou and calmly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Looking at the people surrounding him, there were Jing family members and Shen Xi.

Jing Yi smiled and said, "Mom and Dad, you don't have to stay here to watch me. The game will start soon. You can just wait and watch in the lounge."

Moreover, after a while, no one other than the convoy can stay here.

Lin Ruiqing looked even more nervous than Jing Yi. She couldn't sit still if she was asked to rest now. "Don't worry about us. Have you prepared everything?"

Jing Yi nodded obediently, "Everything is ready." The racing team that Jing Zeqian assigned to her was very professional, and she hardly had to worry about anything else.

The time was almost up, and the event staff began to notify irrelevant personnel to leave.

Jing Yi waved to her family and looked at the car in front of her. She was a little nervous because this was her first official competition.

The coach asked Jing Yi to relax. In his opinion, there was absolutely no problem with Jing Yi's ability. The only problem was that she was still a novice. Both in experience and mentality, she was inferior to the veteran drivers.

Jing Yi took a deep breath, put on his helmet and sat in the cockpit. There were only ten minutes left in the race.

At the same time, Shen Huaichu stood in the stands, looking at Jing Yi's dazzling red sports car, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes.

The scene was very noisy, with the sound of the racetrack broadcast, the voices of the audience in the stands, the warnings of the staff, all kinds of noisy sounds filling Shen Huaichu's ears.

But his eyes were still fixed on the position of Jing Yi's car.

Shen Huaichu shouldn't have come here. He hated the roar of these cars. In such an environment, the anxiety in his eyes became more and more obvious.

He just saw Jing Yi's expression. She looked a little nervous, but she couldn't help but look excited.

She probably really likes racing.

The countdown ended and all the cars rushed out of the starting line like arrows.

But maybe it was just bad luck. Just after the start, a vehicle that was eager to show up collided violently with another white sports car not far from the starting line, and debris flew everywhere.

The audience in the stands were also stunned, and the originally lively scene suddenly became even noisier.

A sharp, piercing sound was heard, and Shen Huaichu felt his body shake violently. He subconsciously looked at Jing Yi's red racing car and Gu Lin's black and white racing car, which had already driven far ahead.

On the other side, Jing Zeqian, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, saw Shen Huaichu not far away.

He frowned, "Brother, is that Shen Huaichu?" Jing Zeyou looked over, a little surprised, "It's him, why is he here?"

Jing Zeqian remembered that Gu Lin was also a contestant in this competition, "Are you here to watch Gu Lin's competition?" Jing Zeyou looked at the figure not far away, with inquiry hidden in his deep eyes.

Want to watch Gu Lin’s game?

Maybe, but Jing Zeyou still felt that Shen Huaichu's purpose was not that simple, and as far as he knew, Shen Huaichu would not like this kind of racing occasion.

Jing Zeqian crossed his arms, "It can't be that you are here for Jing Yiyi, right?" His tone was nonchalant, and his eyes followed Jing Yi's red racing car again.

Jing Zeyou glanced at him and sighed softly.

On the other side, Shen Huaichu, who was being discussed by Jing Zeyou's brothers, was walking down the stands step by step and heading outside.

He seemed to be walking with difficulty, his brows furrowed, his eyes tightly closed. The sight of the shattered vehicle was like being pierced by countless sharp needles, giving him a splitting headache.

Bad memories of his youth flooded into his mind. Shen Huaichu's breathing became a little rapid, and his chest seemed to be tightened by invisible bindings, making him feel suffocated, as if he was trapped in his own horrific memories.

At the same time, Jing Yi, who also heard the collision, was startled. She quickly adjusted her state so as not to be affected by the accident behind her.

There were several sports cars in front of her firmly holding their positions. Jing Yi was not in a hurry. The race had just begun and she still had many chances.

The Jing family members in the stands were also very nervous. The car accident just now also frightened them. Fortunately, Jing Yi's car rushed out first and was not affected by the collision behind him.

"Xiao Qian, are the two drivers okay?" Lin Ruiqing was a little worried.

After the accident, event staff and team members quickly moved the vehicle and the driver away.

Lin Ruiqing could only see the staff helping the two people down, but he didn't know how serious their injuries were.

In comparison, Jing Zeqian was not so nervous, as he knew the protection that modified racing cars provided to the drivers.

"Mom, don't worry. The racing cars are specially modified to protect the safety of the drivers to the greatest extent."