After the disfavored female partner went offline, ten brothers went crazy

Chapter 676
At first, Murong Qiao didn't understand the reason for taking the elevator.

Until the elevator stopped slowly and the door slowly opened, countless cheers poured into my ears. Looking at the crowds outside the auditorium and the appearance of racing cars speeding on the track, I couldn't help but be infected by the speed. .

Needless to say Tang Yu, Murong Qiao was able to catch the fiery red car at the first sight, and was far ahead of the others. He almost passed the advantage of half a lap, and swayed through one corner after another.

Tang Yu took her to the front position. The viewing experience here was excellent, almost like the excitement from the pavement, blowing towards her face from the strong wind brought by the racing car.

"As for the treatment, I tried to persuade him several times before, but he didn't listen." Tang Yu watched the tinge of red fade away, and then spoke.

Murong Qiao raised her eyebrows, and shifted her gaze from the car to Tang Yu. "But he drives a racing car, and I should know this best in my heart."

If you want honor and want to be able to continue driving in the future, leg problems are a hidden danger there.

Like a bomb that may explode at any time, the countdown does not necessarily end at any time, and life will end.

Tang Yu smiled wryly, "He must know this better than anyone else."

But it is clear that it is clear, if you don't listen, you don't listen, Tang Huai seems to have a bit of his own stubbornness in his bones, once he has his own ideas, he can't listen to anyone's words.

"He once told me."

"If you can die on the field, it might not be a kind of destination."

Tang Yu brought this sentence out of his memory and said it to Murong Qiao, and couldn't help feeling sorry for Tang Huai.

These words made Murong Qiao's eyes fall on the bright red racing car again. After listening to Tang Yu's words, he always had a lot of feelings in his heart, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Die on the field...?

Thinking of the news report in his dream, Murong Qiao frowned more and more.

And in the sound of the conversation between the two, a game also ushered in the end.

The fiery red racing car was in the leading position of No.1 almost from the beginning to the end, without giving anyone else a chance, it leapt to the front, rushed to the finish line in one go, and won No.1.

At that moment, the cheers erupted from the audience almost made Murong Qiao think that he was drowned.

Murong Qiao and Tang Yu watched the race right next to the finish line, so the moment Tang Huai got off the car, they met eyes.

Just as Tang Huai got out of the car, he slowed down, then took off his helmet and shook his hair, looking at the seat where Tang Yu would always sit, but this time it was Murong Qiao's gaze that met his.

After hesitating for a moment, Tang Huai remembered Murong Qiao.

He walked over and shouted to her with added strength amid the cheers of the crowd, "Follow me!"

This is not a good place to talk.

Murong Qiao was still immersed in the noisy and excited cheers, but Tang Yu knew Tang Huai all along, so he signaled Murong Qiao to go with them.

So the three of them moved from the lively arena to the maintenance station not far away.

When Tang Huai walked in with the two of them, Murong Qiao saw that the racing car was being overhauled by relevant personnel.

Even though she felt amazing before, this is the first time she has seen how smooth and beautiful the lines of this car are at close range. The slender and powerful design makes people unable to move their eyes away after just looking at it for a moment.

"Like?" Tang Huai's voice suddenly appeared beside her.

Murong Qiao returned to his senses, and then nodded. "very beautiful."

There is no one who does not love beautiful things, especially the excitement that comes with extreme sports.

"Then I'll take you for a walk later." Tang Huai said casually.

Just as Murong Qiao was about to say no, Tang Yu preempted him by speaking.

"Are you willing again?" Tang Yu deliberately elongated her tone, "When I was doing it last time, why didn't I see you so happy?"

"Can you be the same as my sister?"

Tang Huai snorted disdainfully, "Go away."

Tang Yu was just joking, seeing what Tang Huai said, he went downhill.

"All right, all right, I'll go, then you guys talk."

Tang Yu knew why Murong Qiao came here, so she gave Tang Huai and Murong Qiao room to talk after not staying here for long.

It would be great if Murong Qiao could persuade him. Anyway, he also hoped that Tang Huai would pay attention to his legs.

Just watching Tang Yu leave, Murong Qiao hasn't figured out what to say to Tang Huai yet.

Standing next to the racing car, she watched the staff come and go, reorganizing and dismantling the words in her heart, and there was no result after repeated repetitions.

On the other hand, Tang Huai, who seemed to be able to see through her mind at a glance, revealed Murong Qiao's purpose in one word.

"Who asked you to persuade me to treat my illness?"

He stood by the side of the car, standing straight and straight like a pine and a cypress, and his tone was so careless that he wanted nothing to do.

"Is it Murong Zheng? Qin Huan? Or—" He stopped in the middle of speaking, and laughed for no reason. "That's fine with Xian Yu."

"Neither of them," Murong Qiao shook his head, "I wanted to come."

She pursed her lips, "I heard from my second brother that your illness can be cured."

Since he didn't have much contact with Tang Huai, Murong Qiao didn't find a way to get along with each other immediately.

Fortunately, Tang Huai was very enthusiastic towards her, which made Murong Qiao feel less nervous.

"It can be cured." Tang Huai generously admitted, "It's not a terminal illness in the first place."

"Then—" Murong Qiao raised his eyes.

But in the next second, she bumped into a calm lake, as if she had fallen into the silence in his eyes.

"Did Murong Zheng tell you about the treatment?" Tang Huai looked at her and then turned away, as if he mentioned something unimportant.

Murong Qiao nodded, "I know, six months to a year."

She remembered the treatment time that her second brother had told her.

But Tang Huai shook his head, "He probably didn't explain it to you in detail."

"If I'm going to be treated, I can't touch the car during the treatment."

When he said the last sentence, Tang Huai's tone was obviously heavy, and when he looked over with those drooping eyes, it seemed that there was some incomprehensible emotion hidden in Murong Qiao.

"Do you know what it means to a racing driver not to touch the car for more than half a year?"

This question made Murong Qiao dumbfounded.

She didn't know how to answer Tang Huai's question. She stood there pursing her lips. Even though she had a lot of words in her mind, after Tang Huai explained the situation, she couldn't say it for a while.

Driving a racing car, just like playing e-sports, requires extremely strong reactions and excellent neural abilities as the basis, and it also requires day-to-day practice.

The period of treatment may not be long for ordinary people, but for a racer, or a racer who wants to win the championship of the extreme mountain race——

"There's still a year until the game starts."

Murong suddenly felt that Tang Huai's voice became heavy, "I don't like gambling."

The worst case scenario, that is, he received treatment, and the results really took a year to get better.

At that time, the illness will be cured, but it will be too late for the game.

This heavy topic began with Tang Huai and ended with Tang Huai.

"Okay, let's wait until you come to me next time to talk about going around."

A smile suddenly spread on Tang Huai's face, and he ruffled Murong Qiao's hair indiscriminately.

"Thank you for your concern, but let's do it for today."

(End of this chapter)