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Chapter 15 Racing Car (Fourth Update)
"It seems that this is a good start."

Thinking about it, Qin Fan repeated it.

After listening to it, Song Wanyu's eyes shone with joy, as if she had seen the scene of the restaurant overflowing.

"I didn't expect your research on diet to be so deep..."

Qin Fan was about to say a few words of modesty, but Song Wanyu continued, "Since you are so good, I'll leave dinner to you."

Qin Fan's face was full of helplessness, he was still secretly happy yesterday, he finally got rid of the identity of the husband of the house, he didn't expect that within a long time, he was beaten back to his original shape.

However, what pleased him was that Song Wanyu seemed, seemed to be joking with herself.

Smile, and a little mischievous.

Dinner took place in an eerie atmosphere.

Both Song Xiaohan and Song Wanyu seemed to be preoccupied, Qin Fan was a little confused, so he just lowered his head to eat.

In the Song family, at least on the surface, he had to act like a door-to-door son-in-law.

After dinner, Song Wanyu went directly to the hotel and took Qin Fan's handwritten dishes away.

"Brother-in-law, my parents and I have confirmed that they won't be back until very late."

Song Xiaohan said like a thief.

Needless to say, he must still be plotting to take him out to "see the world".

Qin Fan, who was washing her stockings, said helplessly, "Little Qianjin, please let me go, don't drag me into the water."

"Why are you so boring? Anyway, you have to go today, or you have to go if you don't."

Song Xiaohan pouted her cute little mouth, her face full of displeasure.

After 10 minutes, Qin Fan still couldn't keep the bottom line, and Song Xiaohan had no choice but to agree.

"Why did you choose the night for your class reunion?"

"Oh, don't ask so many questions, you will know when you arrive."

Half an hour later, Qin Fan finally realized that the so-called class reunion was just a drag racing party for a group of rich second generations.

"Hey, the sun came out from the west today, Xiaohan actually slipped out?"

As soon as Song Xiaohan arrived, everyone laughed.

Soon, the topic shifted to Qin Fan.

"Xiaohan, who is this person? He can't be the boyfriend you're looking for, right?"

"It's stupid, shouldn't this be your taste?"

"You don't even know this? This man is Xiaohan's brother-in-law, the door-to-door son-in-law."

Hearing everyone's teasing, Qin Fan's expression was light and he didn't care at all.

Just a bunch of furry kids.

Song Xiaohan's pretty face flushed with anger, and she protested loudly: "My brother-in-law is a master of secrets!"

"I know, you're an expert at filling pancakes." A young man teased.

Song Xiaohan said angrily, "Xue Zhe, don't be so weird."

The young man named Xue Zhe had a big inch, and the word "forbearance" was tattooed on his right arm. Half of his body was tilted in the driver's cab, and half of his body was exposed outside, looking like a fool.

Being scolded by Song Xiaohan, Xue Zhe smiled contemptuously: "I'm not wrong, the cake-filling prince at the gate of Zhonghai University."

"Bastard!" Song Xiaohan clenched her fists tightly and stepped forward to beat Xue Zhe.

Xue Zhe was quite gracious, and quickly raised his hands to surrender, "Grandma, don't do anything. As the saying goes, good men don't fight women, and even though I'm a scumbag, I don't beat women either. Besides, the purpose of our car racing party is: if something happens, See you on the road. Is it gross to hit someone?"

Song Xiaohan gritted his teeth and said, "See you on the road, see you on the road, whoever is afraid of whom!"

"Forget it, forget about dumping you half a block last time?" Xue Zhe chuckled, looking contemptuous.

"That's your car, it has nothing to do with technical skills." Song Xiaohan refused to budge.

Xue Zhe got out of the car lazily, threw the keys to Song Xiaohan directly, but got into the fat man's car next to him.

"Fatty's car has been modified, and its performance is similar to mine. If you drive my car, let's compare it if you have the ability?"

"Compare, I will definitely beat you!" Song Xiaohan got into Xue Zhe's car.

Xue Zhe waved his hand and said, "There is no evidence for what you say. We will see the results later. Besides, since it is a competition, we must have a good start, otherwise it will be too boring."

"Tell me what kind of prize, I will definitely accompany you." Song Xiaohan promised without giving up.

Xue Zhe seemed to have succeeded in a trick, and smiled maliciously: "If you lose, you will be my girlfriend!"

Song Xiaohan snorted and said, "What if you lose?"

"You can say whatever you want, you can let me be your boyfriend." Xue Zhe had a carefree expression on his face, as if the victory already belonged to him.

"Bah, if you lose, the car in my 4S shop, you are responsible for helping me modify it to your configuration."

"make a deal!"

Are young people nowadays so sophisticated when they want to pick up girls?
Qin Fan, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help but smile when he watched the little kids compete.

It's nice to be young.

At his age, he doesn't even have the competitive spirit, which is actually quite sad when you think about it.

He was sighing alone, but the flames of war were burning towards him.

"Qin Fan, come up." Song Xiaohan waved to him.

"No, don't let the pie-filling expert get in the car. I'm afraid he will vomit in the car and feel sick just thinking about it." Xue Zhe immediately objected.

Qin Fan originally planned to sit on the sidelines, but suddenly became a little interested when he heard the words. He stepped forward and opened the car door, sat on the passenger seat, separated Song Xiaohan, and said to Xue Zhe: "Don't worry, I won't dirty your car. But , you are afraid that you will spend money."

Xue Zhe glanced at him contemptuously, and said tauntingly, "Just don't talk about it later!"

After speaking, no longer entangled, and raised the window.

Song Xiaohan also started debugging. After confirming that there was no problem, the two cars moved forward at the same time and stopped in front of the two temporary starting lines.

The roar roared, and the atmosphere on the scene was slowly pushed to a climax.

One minute later, Qin Fan was a little dumbfounded, and saw an immature girl standing between the two cars, wearing only a bikini, with ribbons flying in her hands, just like a Hollywood blockbuster.

Looking away from the girl, Qin Fan once again lamented that today's high school students are really good at playing.

Time came to the last three seconds.

The crowd shouted in unison:

"three!"

"two!"

"One"

The streamer of the girl in the bikini dropped and issued an order.

There was a burst of crackling sound from the engine, and flames that were more than ten centimeters long were ejected from the rear of the car. In the blink of an eye, the flames rushed out crazily, and the speed of the car instantly reached three to four hundred kilometers per hour.

These boys and girls are all amateur players, so they can't be compared with real F1 racing cars, but at a speed of [-] kilometers per hour, adrenaline can still be secreted crazily.

Song Xiaohan concentrated on controlling the car, but after 2 minutes, the two cars that were closer to each other gradually opened up.

Xue Zhe directly squeezed Song Xiaohan behind at a bend, and instantly opened a distance of hundreds of meters.

"I'm going! Bastard!"

Song Xiaohan cursed in a low voice, pressing on the gas pedal.

The race is only one-fifth of that of an ordinary F1 car, nearly 60 kilometers, and it will soon come to an end. At this time, Song Xiaohan is almost half a lap behind, and her eyes are red from anxiety, and she is almost crying.

It doesn't matter if you lose the car, the key is that even people have to get in, so she is naturally not reconciled.

(End of this chapter)