The male protagonist of a sweet romance novel went on a killing spree in the world of angst novels.

"how much is it?"

After learning about the situation, Qu Ran showed no fear, no apprehension, and no hesitation. He only wanted to know how much benefit he could gain if he agreed to the other party's request.

Seeing this, Yan Ting paused, swallowing the words of refusal that were about to come out of her throat.

The manager replied, "Twenty million."

Upon hearing this, Qu Ran pondered for a few seconds before calmly saying, "Okay, I agree."

Yan Ting was taken aback.

She hadn't expected that Qu Ran would agree to compete with her under these circumstances.

After Qu Ran agreed, a male race car driver with dyed blond hair scoffed disdainfully, "A newborn calf is not afraid of a newborn calf."

"He's willing to risk his life for money. I don't know whether to call him stupid or praise his courage."

Despite the whispers behind him, Qu Ran remained calm, his heart completely unmoved. Their mockery was utterly insignificant to him; the humiliation he had suffered at school was far more severe.

Yan Ting looked at Qu Ran. She had naturally heard the people mocking him. After thinking for a moment, she said the words she had swallowed before: "Little brother, you don't need to risk your life with me. If something happens, it will be a loss for you."

Little brother?

This address made Qu Ran raise an eyebrow, seemingly displeased. He said in a less-than-gentle tone, "Just don't cause me any trouble on the field later. Do whatever I tell you to do."

Yan Ting wanted to persuade her again, but Qu Ran interrupted her: "I don't want to hear your nonsense. If you don't want to die later, shut up and listen to my orders."

Yan Ting: "..."

She finally saw it.

This is a rebellious teenager with thorns.

I couldn't refuse, so I had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.

Yan Ting changed into her clean and neat racing outfit. Her slender and upright figure stood in front of the silver-white sports car. Her smooth, black hair was tied up high with a floral rope, and not a single stray hair was left on her forehead. Her exquisitely sculpted features shone like a luminous body under the sun, making it hard not to attract attention.

Qi Yang sat in the luxurious viewing room. When he caught a glimpse of Qu Ran walking behind Yan Ting on the big screen, his mixed-race eyes slowly narrowed, his expression complex and unreadable, making it impossible for others to understand what he was thinking at that moment.

half an hour.

He curled his lip and sneered, "You have terrible taste."

The manager, who was sitting behind the sofa, swallowed hard and didn't dare to say a word.

In fact, while Qu Ran's skills may not be the absolute best among all the racers, they are still outstanding.

He is more than capable of coaching the Yanting competition.

However, Qi Yang was arrogant and conceited, and Qu Ran's strength was worthless in his eyes.

After all, who dares to compare themselves to a reckless madman?

Yan Ting certainly didn't have a racing car, so she drove Qu Ran's silver-white sports car.

To be honest, when Yanting saw this car, a faint hint of amazement flashed in her eyes.

This car looks really beautiful.

It's as if the car is draped in a thin veil of moonlight, making it stand out among a crowd of sports cars that are either brightly colored or black and white.

Many people watched the game, and some even watched it live.

Most of the viewers in the live stream came for their favorite race car drivers.

"Ahhh! I saw Qu Ran!"

"No, who's that woman next to him? She's quite pretty."

"I don't know, but why is she standing with my brother Qu?! No! What gives her the right?"

The host explained, "That woman is the contestant in this competition. As for Qu Ran, he will probably sit in the passenger seat and guide her through the competition."

Live stream chat: "????"

"No? Are you sure this is true?"

"Holy crap! Isn't this just sending my brother Qu to his death?"

"Is this woman crazy? She doesn't know how to have fun, yet she deliberately drags other people into risking their lives to be with her. She's toxic."

Even laymen know that only people who don't know how to race would ask someone to sit in the passenger seat and give them instructions at the racetrack.

In other words, this woman is a complete novice when it comes to racing.

This time, they've really messed things up badly.

The comments section was filled with unanimous insults directed at Yanting.

The streamer didn't intervene.

The reason is that the popularity of the live stream is soaring.

Besides, he wasn't the one being scolded.

The anchor looked at the eye-catching woman on the racetrack below and thought to himself, "I must seize this opportunity to generate buzz."

So he said to the live stream audience, "You can place bets on the match. Who are you going to bet on to win?"

His question is like asking a pointless question.

The live chat was flooded with comments like, "I bet on the other side to win."

"I want to bet on Qu Ran to win... but..."

"Who is that woman? She actually made my brother Qu die with her."

"There's no need to watch the next match; Qu Ran's team is destined to lose."

"What bad luck, they also ran into last year's most popular male driver, Hong Tao."

……

Hong Tao, a tall and imposing man, looked down at Qu Ranyan and Ting with a mocking expression and said, "Pray to God! I hope you two won't die a terrible death this time."

Qu Ran ignored his provocation.

He simply tossed the car keys to Yanting.

Yan Ting caught it instinctively, but before she could say a word, Qu Ran commanded, "Get on!"

……

After the countdown on the screen ended.

"boom--"

Gunshots rang out.

The engine roared at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, the silver-white car on the track shot off like a streak of light.

Despite its high speed, the car was surprisingly stable.

Qu Ran was somewhat surprised. He glanced at the Yan Pavilion in front of him and asked indifferently, "You've ever been involved in racing?"

"No."

Yanting has never raced cars.

Upon hearing this, Qu Ran gave a cold sneer, clearly not believing Yan Ting's words.

Yan Ting pursed her lips.

She knew Qu Ran didn't believe her.

But she had never actually touched a race car.

She herself couldn't understand why, the moment she gripped the steering wheel, her body seemed to possess its own consciousness, skillfully maneuvering the car as it sped across the track.

Hong Tao was a professional race car driver, after all. How could he let a woman overtake him? Soon, at the next turn, he stepped on the gas and used his experience to cut Yan Ting off.

Upon seeing this, Qu Ran's expression changed drastically in the passenger seat, and his tone was clearly anxious: "Turn to the side and reduce speed at the same time."

But it's too late.

The wheels slipped, and the silver-white car was directly hit by Hong Tao's car, leaving it slightly suspended in the air on the edge of the track. Surrounded by mountains and cliffs, the situation instantly became dire.

Qi Yang looked at the match on the big screen, his eyes smiling but still tinged with an indescribable sinister intent. He chuckled and said, "How pathetic."

I don't know whether I pity Qu Ran or Yan Ting.

Faced with this perilous situation, Yan Ting broke out in a cold sweat. Her throat was dry and parched, and her fingers gripping the steering wheel were so tight they turned white.

Qu Ran's expression was cold and agitated, her tone extremely aggressive: "Are you an idiot? You knew he wanted to leave you, yet you didn't even try to hide beforehand."

Yan Ting lowered her eyelids, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she bit her lower lip tightly with her upper lip.

Qu Ran noticed her silent demeanor and a somewhat gloomy expression.

But the next second.

The bell rang suddenly.

Yan Ting was stunned.

Perhaps because she needed an outlet for her pent-up emotions, or perhaps because she was so terrified that she desperately needed a lifeline, she didn't even check who was calling before pressing the answer button.

next second.

A deep, magnetic, and casual voice reached Yanting's ears through the phone.

"Only one."

It was Chen Xiao's voice.

Yan Ting was stunned.

Very strange.

The panic that had gripped him suddenly subsided the moment he heard Chen Xiao's voice.

Yan Ting didn't notice that Chen Xiao's breathing was a little unsteady on the other end of the phone. She opened her mouth, her voice hoarse: "Chen Xiao."

But Chen Xiao, as if he were a wise and insightful strategist, seemed to know the perilous situation she was facing. He calmly said on the other end of the phone, "Don't worry, you will win."

"From now on, you will follow my instructions."