After being read, the fake daughter became the group's favorite

In a blink of an eye, the first snow had fallen in Jiangbei, and the weather in Berlin was still a little hot at the moment. The finals of the GT Super Cup also arrived as scheduled.

Jingyi had prepared everything. Standing next to the car, she felt the vibration from the track, and her heartbeat was beating like a drumstick. This was the "battlefield" she had dreamed of.

As the world's top event, before the finals began, rounds of heated discussions had been launched, both online and in real life.

Jingyi was among them, and as usual, not many people were optimistic about her.

Jingyi's eyes moved to the side, where her family and friends were...

What was that banner? !

What came into view was a striking banner with her face on it! ! ! Jingzeqian and Henry took one side each and began to wave it with interest.

Jingyi had already anticipated the "social death" that would follow. She knew that the two of them would probably become friends, but not in this way!

Ross was very interested. He stared at the banner for a long time and said seriously, "They treat us differently. I should have one too." Jing Yi's eyes silently moved to the other side. The audience in the stands over there were holding almost all Ross' banners.

"Do you still need a banner?"

Come on, as a champion for several consecutive years, this is Ross's home court!

And I don't know if it was because of Jing Zeqian and his actions, but before the game started, the enthusiasm of the audience in the stands had been mobilized. One or two began to wave banners and shouted Ross's name.

Ross smiled and waved at the stands. The shouting over there became more vigorous, and Jing Zeqian and his friends also waved harder. "

Before Jing Yi was deafened by the shouting, Ross finally stopped.

"That's different. Yours is conspicuous."

Jing Yi smiled politely. It was very conspicuous, the kind of conspicuous package.

The race was about to start, and the racers were about to enter the car. Ross took a last look at Jing Yi.

"Jing, you know, I'm waiting for you to beat me. "He said it very seriously.

Jing Yi smiled and tapped her helmet, pointing her finger forward, which was Rose's victory gesture.

She knew that the probability of beating Rose this time was very small, but it didn't matter. She just wanted to see how far she was from Rose's position!

The light blue eyes under the helmet overflowed with a smile, and Rose turned and got into the car.

The race began! Multiple cars made a deafening roar.

Jing Yi turned the steering wheel slightly with her wrist, and drove the car skillfully through the curves.

The classic black car took the lead from the beginning, Jing Yi 's eyes were also fixed on the car. For her, she could only get closer to success if she kept shortening the distance between them!

In the middle of the race, Jing Yi was still wandering in the middle, and she was competing with other cars.

Except for Ross's car, the gap between her and other cars was very small, and she would be overtaken by the other car if she was not careful.

The GT Super Cup lasted a long time, but the audience in the stands did not feel bored. Instead, they became more and more excited and stared at the car they liked.

Jing Zeqian couldn't sit still at all, standing in front of the French window and looking at Jing Yi's car.

"Brother, do you think Yi Yi can win?"

Jing Zeyou took the time to look at the black car at the front of the team and replied: "What is the standard for winning? "Jing Zeqian was stunned by the question.

The standard of winning? Isn't it winning to stand on the podium?

Jing Zeyou doesn't think so. He thinks Jingyi must have her own standard of winning in her heart. She may not be going for the medal, but may be going for a certain goal in her heart.

In addition, Ross is more capable than Jingyi. It is not so easy to defeat a racer who has won the GT Super Cup for two consecutive years.

Henry stroked his chin and looked around Jing Zeyou for a few times, as if he was watching a spectacle.

Attracting strange looks from the people around him, Jing Zeqian asked: "Henry, why are you circling around my brother? "

Of course it was Jing's elder brother who was curious.

Henry has always been very interested in Jing Zeyou as described by Jing Yi, especially after Ross and he described him.

Henry heard Jing Yi describe Jing Zeyou, as if all the good words were to be used on him, and Henry was a little unconvinced at the time.

After all, he has known Jing longer than the other party, and has spent more time together. No matter what, he will not lose to Jing's elder brother.

Just hearing Jing Zeyou say that, Henry suddenly felt that what Jing Yi said seemed to make some sense.

"I originally thought that Jing just had too much of a filter for her elder brother, but I didn't expect it to be really magical."

"Magical" is the word Henry summarized, summarized from Jing Yi's many adjectives.

Magical? Jing Zeyou raised his eyebrows slightly, what kind of adjective is this?

Jing Zeqian didn't want to think about these, and asked hurriedly: "Then how did Yi Yi describe me?"

Henry put on that harmless prince-like handsome face, and said seriously: "Jing said you are like a little princess, we will be friends. "

Jing Zeqian: ...

In the grandstand box, there were bursts of muffled laughter.

Jing Zeyou's mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes moved to the race field again.

...

The sky gradually darkened, and the race gradually came to an end.

Jing Yi slowly caught up with Ross's car and was at the front of the racing team.

Seeing the finish line in front of her, she felt a familiar pain all over her body, and she knew she was almost at her limit.

Jing Yi gritted her teeth, gripped the steering wheel tightly, and exerted all her strength to accelerate to the car in front and sprint towards the finish line.

However, at the last moment, a blue car caught up with Jing Yi, and the other car seemed to be trying hard to surpass her.

The exciting chase made the tired audience excited again.

Jing Yi felt that the car behind her was about to surpass her. She knew that it was not only herself who reached the limit, but also her car.

Accelerating further would only increase the risk.

In an instant, Jing Yi made a decision.

Her red car slowed down slightly.

Jing Yi stared at the finish line in front of her, operated the throttle, and adjusted the speed and position of the car.

The commentator was recounting her behavior, which made many people wonder.

Why did she slow down when she was at the finish line?

Just as everyone was wondering, Jing Yi's red car gradually approached the blue car, and the other car was still sprinting at full speed.

At the critical moment when the finish line was about to come, Jing Yi operated the throttle again, and the car disappeared from the opponent's sight like a submarine.

She took advantage of the airflow of the opponent's car and crossed the finish line first with a small gap.

Henry lay on the French window, staring at the scene with wide eyes, "Marco! Benjamin! Did you see it?!" Marco and Benjamin, who were watching carefully beside him, were also very excited.

"I saw it! I saw it!"

Compared to the joy of the Jing family, several people were more excited.

Jing Yi's operation of crossing the finish line was very short, but it required the racer to have a very high level of operation, so it was no wonder that the two were so excited.

The stands and the commentary fell into a brief silence, and then a huge uproar broke out. They praised, exclaimed, and shouted.