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Chapter 234 The Game Begins (Please Read~)

Just then, Chen Chen and his group appeared at the end of the road.

Yan Zihao's attention was instantly attracted, and a provocative smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

His eyes were full of disdain, and he deliberately stepped on the accelerator towards Chen Chen.

In an instant, the motorcycle made a deafening roar, causing the surrounding crowd to exclaim in surprise.

"Yan Shuai, you are so handsome!" A girl had an infatuated look on her face, cupped her hands to her mouth, and shouted loudly, with a fanatical light flashing in her eyes.

"Yan Shuai, I want to give birth to a baby for you!" Another girl was not to be outdone. She screamed at the top of her lungs. She looked so excited that it seemed as if she was going to break through the crowd and rush to Yan Zihao in the next second.

There was also a girl, her face flushed red, waving a small colored flag in her hand desperately, and shouting at the top of her lungs:

"Yan Shuai, look at me! My heart, my eyes, my whole being, everything about me, all belongs to you!"

"Ah ah ah..."

"..."

Such a crazy scene, if you don’t know, you might think it’s a celebrity meet-and-greet.

Yan Zihao was very pleased with the envy and compliments from those around him, and he became more and more proud.

At this moment, Chen Chen also changed into a racing suit.

The racing suit fit his body lines perfectly, as if it were tailor-made for him.

The delicate fabric shimmers faintly under the light, and every cut exudes sophistication and professionalism.

The design of the collar and cuffs is just right, ensuring flexibility during activities while maintaining a sense of neatness, making Chen Chen look heroic and as if he has a confident and unrestrained aura.

The overall look is not inferior to Yan Zihao's.

The texture and design are comparable to Yan Zihao's.

Even Chen Chen wore this racing suit in a different style, with a bit more indescribable charm compared to Yan Zihao.

At this moment, Chen Chen seemed to be born for the motorcycle racetrack.

Just standing there, it seemed as if people could see his lightning-fast figure on the field.

The girls who had originally screamed at Yan Zihao showed a look of surprise on their faces after seeing Chen Chen.

But because they were invited by Yan Zihao, they could only speak in a low voice.

"Wow, that boy is so handsome! His looks and temperament are simply amazing!"

"Oh my god, he totally meets my aesthetic standards. This is my ideal type!"

"I also feel that he has a special charm, completely different from Yan Zihao. Yan Zihao is too flamboyant, while he seems calm and reserved, which makes him more attractive."

A girl with a ponytail held her face with both hands, her eyes reluctant to leave Chen Chen for a moment, her tone full of intoxication.

"Yeah, yeah, look at him standing there, even without saying a word, you can feel his aura is so powerful."

A girl in a short skirt next to her echoed, with a hint of obsession in her eyes.

"Shh, keep your voice down. Don't let Yan Zihao hear you, or we'll have a hard time ending today."

A girl wearing glasses looked in Yan Zihao's direction warily and reminded him in a low voice.

But despite this, their eyes couldn't help but drift towards Chen Chen again and again.

Chen Chen ignored Yan Zihao's provocation.

The people who came with him ignored Yan Zihao's provocation.

Being ignored, Yan Zihao turned his attention to Lin Muxi who was standing next to Chen Chen.

But at this moment, she could only see Chen Chen, as if the whole world was left with only this man beside her. From the perspective of others, they were a perfect match.

Yan Zihao's originally smug expression froze in an instant, and it seemed as if an invisible dark cloud was rapidly gathering in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, a nameless fire suddenly rose up, burning his heart and making his face increasingly gloomy.

He glared at Chen Chen with his eyes wide open, gritting his teeth and roaring word by word:

"Chen Chen, if you know what's good for you, and surrender now, I might be able to spare your dignity and let you go. Otherwise, this place will be your place of embarrassment today, and don't even think about getting away with it!"

Chen Chen's expression was calm, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he responded slowly:
"If you want to fight, then fight. Stop talking nonsense!"

The simpler and calmer the sentence, the more provocative it is.

Yan Zihao was already furious, and this undoubtedly added fuel to his burning anger.

He was so angry that he was shaking all over. His hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, and veins popped out on his forehead.
"Alright, very good! Chen Chen, you asked for this. Today I will make you pay for your arrogance!"

Chen Chen simply ignored him. The group first came to the motorcycle borrowed by Zhou Yuyang and checked the performance of the car.

Although this motorcycle is not as gorgeous and eye-catching as Yan Zihao's, it also exudes a sense of simplicity and toughness in the sun.

Chen Chen came to the car, his eyes immediately became focused and serious. He bent down and began to meticulously check the performance of the car.

He carefully checked the tire pattern, gently turned the handlebars to feel the flexibility of the control, and carefully checked the brake device, not missing any details to ensure that there would be no problems during the competition.

After all pre-match inspections have been completed in an orderly manner.

Today's motorcycle race has officially kicked off.

Chen Chen and Yan Zihao each sat astride their motorcycles, ready to go.

The referee waved the flag vigorously and the whistle sounded.

The two motorcycles were like two swift lightning bolts, and they shot out like arrows from a bow.

The speed of the instantaneous explosion brought about a whistling sound of wind, causing the audience to exclaim in surprise.

"So fast."

"Yan Shuai, come on!"

"Chen Chen, come on!"

"..."

Yan Zihao stepped on the accelerator to the bottom from the beginning, and the engine made a deafening roar.

He relied on his familiarity with the winding mountain road track.

He rushed across the road, glancing at the edge of his limit at every turn, trying to quickly widen the distance between him and Chen Chen with this radical tactic at the beginning of the race.

Chen Chen, on the other hand, always maintained a steady pace, neither arrogant nor impatient.

He stared firmly at the track ahead, undisturbed by Yan Zihao's crazy actions, and followed steadily behind, like a patiently lurking cheetah, waiting for the best time to attack.

As lap after lap passed, with Yan Zihao's desperate rush, his motorcycle gradually gained the upper hand in the race.

Yan Zihao felt proud and couldn't help but look at Chen Chen's car with contempt through the rearview mirror.

At that moment, his face was full of sarcasm, as if he was certain that the victory of this game would belong to him.

Lin Muxi stared at Chen Chen's figure on the field nervously, his eyes full of worry.

"Senior, you must be careful."

Lu Zihan and the other two also looked worried.

(End of this chapter)