Two less, first!

Huang Mao turned around, thought for a while and said, "After the start, everyone will go to the finish line to see the results of the race, and you should be able to pass." ”

"Alright, I'll wait until we get started. Jiang Yufei got out of the car, unscrewed the kettle and took a sip of water.

Seeing that she insisted, Huang Mao didn't care about her anymore, turned around and ran into the crowd.

Jiang Yufei sat down on the stone pier on the side of the road to rest, and her ears were filled with the whine of motorcycles, as well as the excited screams and whistles of men and women.

They are about the same age as her, they are enthusiastic and lively, youthful and full of vitality throughout their lives.

But she is like a water, mature like a woman in her thirties, and she is completely an outlier.

Jiang Yufei looked sideways, with a little envy in her eyes.

"Er Shao, come on, you must take the first!" A woman screamed excitedly, and other girls also shouted: "Second less, first, second less, first!"

They're all cheerleaders.

Jiang Yufei remembered that when she was in high school, when she played a game on the basketball court, there was also a group of cheerleaders cheering for someone.

And that person, in addition to Jishu is very good, the most important thing is that he is very handsome.

Jiang Yufei didn't have to guess to know that the second young man in their mouth was a very handsome man.

The race began, and the motorcycle whined and sped out. The cheerleaders screamed and followed for some distance, then got into the car and took a shortcut to the finish line.

Everyone was gone, and the road was silent, very silent compared to the previous hustle and bustle.

Jiang Yufei pedaled on the tricycle and continued to deliver flowers.

On the winding mountain road, seven or eight motorcycles were speeding forward, and one of them was in the lead, far ahead of the cars behind.

The cheerleaders all made it to the finish line, and soon after they arrived, they saw the first Harley rushing towards them.

"Two, two!" the girls all screamed, their eyes were full of pink hearts, and their hearts were beating hard.

The boys whistled excitedly and waved their arms at the first place to convey their excitement.

Gong Shaoxun made a handsome turn, stopped the motorcycle steadily, and a group of people immediately surrounded him.

"Two less, seven minutes and fifty seconds, twenty seconds faster than last month. His assistant happily reported the data, but Gong Shaoxun's face did not have much excitement.

This result was as expected by him.

"Ershao, drink water!"

"Ershao, wipe your sweat. ”

"Er Shao, whether you are hot or not, I will fan you. ”

"Go away, let Er Shao go to the car to rest, don't get in the way. Huang Mao and a few men picked up this group of women and opened a way for Gong Shaoxun.

Gong Shaoxun strode to the nanny's car and sat in the car.

His assistant Heyzer handed him mineral water and towels, then took out the surveillance footage hanging on the motorcycle and recalled the race he had just played.

Gong Shaoxun took a sip of water, and suddenly remembered something, "My keys are still in the car, hurry up and get them for me!"

"Er Shao, I'll go!" Huang Mao actively ran to Gong Shaoxun's Harley, he couldn't help but touch the domineering Harley enviously, and then took off the car key on it, ready to turn back.

Gong Shaoxun's car keys are hung on a keychain, which is the kind of keychain that can hold a small photo.

Huang Mao looked curiously at his keychain and found that the small photo inside was a pencil sketch.