Night Rose

"Did your training go smoothly?" Zhou Zheng asked casually.

Wang Tianming nodded firmly and patted his chest.

"Of course! I'm studying very hard. Sister Su said racing is dangerous, so I can't give the wrong route notes, and I absolutely can't be distracted in class. Boss Tu also said that if I don't learn well, I'll have to pay for the training myself."

Zhou Zheng patted his head and laughed, "Oh, you're quite obedient."

Wang Tianle smiled shyly as he put the helmet on his head. His cheeks were round, and the helmet made him look somewhat comical; his baby fat was almost squeezed out.

Zhou Zheng pinched his cheek and chuckled, "No wonder Su Jin told you to lose weight, I think you've been eating too well."

"It's not because I ate well, it's because Brother Zhou's cooking is so delicious." Wang Tianle licked his lips as if he had thought of some delicious dish.

Zhou Zheng shook his head. "Starting today, you should eat boiled vegetables. Look how fat you are. Look how thin the navigator is."

Zhou Zheng, with his helmet tucked under his arm, leaned against the car, his eyes fixed unabashedly on the car next to them.

He Zhangxing changed his clothes, led Huang Mao to the car, and smiled at them.

"Friendly match, friendship first."

Zhou Zheng stood up straight. His height was unmatched anywhere. He Zhangxing, who was 1.82 meters tall, was quite satisfied with his height, but when Zhou Zheng stood in front of him, his height seemed insignificant.

He Zhangxing frowned, but the corners of his mouth remained smiling.

"That can't be treated as a friendly match. Su Jin said that if we win, she'll give us carbon fiber helmets." Zhou Zheng emphasized the last few words.

Upon hearing this, the blond-haired man laughed wildly, "Brother He, they even rely on women to deliver decent helmets! Aren't we being too unfair? Hahahaha!"

He Zhangxing gently pressed down on Huang Mao's shoulder, and Huang Mao immediately stopped laughing, covering his mouth, but the mockery in his eyes could not be stopped.

They already knew the list of teams participating in the competition. Besides a few familiar defeated opponents, there was even an individual team participating. They thought it was some dark horse that had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, but it turned out to be a completely lousy team that was no match for them.

He Zhuling is the racing team that Zhang Xing set up. His family fully sponsored the team, and he personally selected everyone from the team manager to each member.

He Zhangxing was eager to achieve something to show his family, so he participated in all sorts of competitions, even those in small towns, bringing his team along for fun.

For him, a competition of Nanyuan's caliber is a championship he could easily win.

He didn't care about other teams, let alone this inexperienced, fledgling team.

"You can't laugh at other people's dreams; there's never a shortage of dark horses in racing," He Zhangxing said.

His words sounded humble, but in reality, he had already attributed Zhou Zheng and his friends' participation in the competition to pursuing their dreams, which, to put it bluntly, meant he looked down on them.

Su Jin came over with her computer and heard his words, which sounded particularly jarring.

"You're right," Su Jin stood next to Zhou Zheng and poked his arm. "Did you hear that? They say you guys are the dark horse, so there won't be a reward if you don't perform well."

"Yes, but it's a top-class horse, I can't outrun it," Zhou Zheng said lazily.

Huang Mao looked at Su Jin with a sour expression. Why don't they have such a beautiful team manager?

"Brother He, why don't we poach that woman? Judging from her appearance, it shouldn't cost much."

He Zhangxing smiled. He also had some goodwill towards Su Jin, but that was only due to the positive effect of her beautiful appearance.

He commented on Su Jin, "She's just a pretty face, good-looking but useless."

"Captain He, do you mind if we run a lap first? Let's familiarize ourselves with the road conditions. After all, this is the first time we've seriously competed against someone else," Su Jin asked with a smile.

He Zhangxing downgraded the threat level of the other party to another level, and even felt that his move to let them in to practice driving and test their skills was completely unnecessary.

"Whatever, let's run a lap too."

"Okay," Su Jin said with a smile.

He Zhangxing and his team were well-prepared; the car's performance had been adjusted to suit their driving habits, so they didn't need to wait for the engineers to fine-tune it. They got into the car and started the first lap.

As soon as He Zhangxing and the others got into the car, Su Jin's expression immediately changed, her face darkening. "Did you all hear that? They called me a 'vase'!"

"Sister Su, don't take it to heart. You're the best!" Wang Tianle immediately comforted her. The team's ray of sunshine always noticed changes in everyone's mood immediately.

"Zhou Zheng, racing sacrifices speed on corners in order to gain an advantage on the long straights of the track, betting that their top speed is not as fast as yours."

You can't overtake them on the curves, but on the long straight after the first curve, blew them away! Let's teach them a lesson." Su Jin punched Zhou Zheng on the shoulder.

Zhou Zheng pretended to be hurt by the hammer, cried out "Ouch!" and took a few steps back. "Can you be gentler, Sister Su?"

Su Jin ignored him, took the helmet from his hand, glared at him, and said, "Keep your head down!"

Zhou Zheng supported himself on his knees, bent down slightly, and the helmet was gently placed on his head. He patted the helmet with one hand, and Su Jin's voice became distant.

"Go test drive the car first, at a speed of 60 km/h. This isn't a race, so there's no need to rush. If there's anything you need to change, let me know immediately."

Zhou Zheng gave an OK sign and got into the car first.

Su Jin then instructed Wang Tianle, "Fatty, this isn't your first time creating a road map on the spot, so you absolutely can't make any mistakes."

"Okay, don't worry, Sister Su," Wang Tianle replied.

The two got into the car and fastened their seatbelts.

Wang Tianle had a route book strapped to his leg, ready to record data from route surveys at any time.

These days, whenever Zhou Zheng has free time, Su Jin takes the two of them to a professional track to practice. Thanks to their tacit understanding, they adapt very quickly. Wang Tianle, the navigator, can always remind Zhou Zheng at the most crucial points, and Zhou Zheng trusts him completely.

Su Jin sat in the audience platform checking the data on her computer. Every item showed normal operation, and hundreds of sensors were functioning properly.

She put on her headset and looked down at the cars on the track.

Zhou Zheng didn't have much time, but he was obedient and strictly followed her training plan. His performance was already much more mature and composed than when Su Jin first rode in his race car. Otherwise, Su Jin would not have agreed to He Zhangxing's suggestion.

It's good to let Zhou Zheng meet professional racers. Studying behind closed doors is not conducive to growth. Having someone to suppress can put pressure on him and make him more diligent in the future!

As for the carbon fiber helmet, Su Jin had already contacted a friend in the racing team and asked him to find two nearly new helmets and send them to her.

Don't be fooled by Zhou Zheng's outright request for two helmets; Su Jin knows that if she actually gave him two new ones, Zhou Zheng wouldn't accept them.

Tu Ying sat down next to Su Jin and asked a question with confidence.

"Do you think they can win?"