After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy

At first, Murong Qiao didn't understand the reason for taking the elevator.

Until the elevator slowly stopped and the door slowly opened, countless cheers poured into my ears. Looking at the packed auditorium outside and the cars racing on the track, I couldn't help but be infected by this speed. .

Tang Yu didn't need to say anything. Murong Qiao could catch the fiery red car at the first sight. He was far ahead of the others, almost half a lap advantage, and he swerved through the corners one after another.

Tang Yu took her to the front position, where the viewing experience was excellent, almost as exciting as the pavement, with the strong wind blowing from the racing car.

"I've tried to persuade him several times before but he didn't listen to the treatment." Tang Yu watched the red color fade away and then spoke.

Murong Qiao raised his eyebrows and shifted his gaze from the car to Tang Yu. "But he drives a racing car, and he should know this best."

If you want glory and can continue to drive a racing car in the future, leg problems are a hidden danger.

It's like a bomb that may explode at any time, and the countdown may not end when it will end your life.

Tang Yu smiled bitterly, "He must know this better than anyone else."

But knowing is clear, and not listening means not listening. Tang Huai seems to have a bit of stubbornness in his bones. Once he has his own ideas, he will not listen to anyone else's words.

"He told me that once."

"If you can die on the field, it might as well be a destination."

Tang Yu took this sentence out of his memories and said it to Murong Qiao, and couldn't help but feel for Tang Huai.

This sentence made Murong Qiao's eyes fall on the bright red racing car again. After listening to Tang Yu's words, he always felt so many things in his heart that he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Die on the field...?

Thinking of the news report in his dream, Murong Qiao frowned more and more.

Amid the conversation between the two, a match also came to an end.

The fiery red car was in the lead almost from the beginning to the end, without giving anyone else the slightest chance. It leapt to the front, rushed to the finish line in one go, and won the first place.

At that moment, the cheers that erupted from the audience almost made Murong Qiao think that he was drowned.

Murong Qiao and Tang Yu's viewing position was right next to the finish line, so the two sides locked eyes as soon as Tang Huai got off the bus.

Tang Huai just got out of the car and took a breath, then took off his helmet and shook his hair, looking at the place where Tang Yu always sat, but this time he met Murong Qiao's eyes.

After just a moment of hesitation, Tang Huai remembered Murong Qiao.

He walked over and shouted to her with added strength amidst the cheers of the crowd, "Follow me!"

This is not a good place to talk.

Murong Qiao was still immersed in the noisy and excited cheers, but Tang Yu had always understood Tang Huai, and upon seeing this, he motioned for Murong Qiao to go with them.

So the three of them moved from the bustling arena to the maintenance station not far away.

When Tang Huai walked in with the two of them, Murong Qiao saw that the racing car was being inspected by relevant personnel.

Even though she had thought it was amazing before, this was the first time she saw how smooth and beautiful the lines of this car were up close. The slender and powerful design made people unable to take their eyes away after just looking at it for a moment.

"Like it?" Tang Huai's voice suddenly appeared next to her.

Murong Qiao came to his senses and nodded. "very beautiful."

There’s no one who doesn’t like beautiful things, and the excitement that comes with extreme sports is even more so.

"I'll take you for a ride later." Tang Huai said casually.

Just as Murong Qiao was about to say no, Tang Yu next to her spoke up.

"Are you willing to give up now?" Tang Yu deliberately prolonged his tone, "Why didn't I see you so happy when I did it last time?"

"Can you and my sister be the same?"

Tang Huai snorted disdainfully, "Get out of here."

Tang Yu was just joking, so when Tang Huai said this, he just got off the road.

"Okay, okay, I'll go and you guys can talk."

Tang Yu knew why Murong Qiao came, so he gave Tang Huai and Murong Qiao room to talk after not long staying here.

It would be great if Murong Qiao could persuade him. Anyway, he hoped that Tang Huai would take good care of his legs.

Just watching Tang Yu leave, Murong Qiao had not yet thought of what to say to Tang Huai.

She stood next to the racing car, watching the staff go back and forth, reorganizing and dismantling the words in her mind, over and over again with no result.

Tang Huai, on the other hand, seemed to be able to see through her thoughts at a glance, and revealed the purpose of Murong Qiao's coming in one word.

"Who asked you to persuade me to treat my illness?"

He stood beside the car, his posture as straight as a pine and a cypress, and his tone was so careless.

"Is it Murong Zheng? Qin Huan? Or -" He stopped mid-sentence and laughed for no reason. "Xianyu, forget it."

"No," Murong Qiao shook his head, "I came here myself."

She pursed her lips and said, "I heard from my second brother that your disease can be cured."

Since he didn't have much contact with Tang Huai, Murong Qiao didn't immediately find a way to get along with each other.

Fortunately, Tang Huai was very enthusiastic towards her, which made Murong Qiao feel less nervous.

"It can be cured." Tang Huai admitted generously, "It's not a terminal disease in the first place."

"Then-" Murong Qiao raised his eyes.

But the next second, she ran into a calm lake, and seemed to fall into the silence in its eyes.

"Did Murong Zheng tell you about the treatment?" Tang Huai looked at her and then looked away, as if they mentioned something insignificant.

Murong Qiao nodded, "I know, six months to a year."

She remembered the treatment time that her second brother told her.

But Tang Huai shook his head, "He probably didn't tell you in detail."

"If I want to go to treatment, I can't touch the car during the treatment."

When he said the last sentence, Tang Huai's tone was obviously heavy, and then he looked over with his drooping eyes, which seemed to contain some incomprehensible emotions for Murong Qiao.

"Do you know what it means to a racing driver to not touch a racing car for more than half a year?"

This question left Murong Qiao speechless.

She didn't know how to answer Tang Huai's question. She stood there and pursed her lips. Even though she had many words in her heart, she couldn't say them out for a while after Tang Huai explained the situation.

Driving a racing car, just like playing e-sports, requires strong reflexes and excellent neurological abilities as a foundation, and it also requires practice day after day.

The period of treatment may not be a long time for ordinary people, but for a racing driver, or a racing driver who wants to win the championship of a high-speed mountain race——

“There’s still a year until the competition starts.”

Murong suddenly felt that Tang Huai's voice had become heavier, "I don't like gambling."

The worst-case scenario, that is, if he undergoes treatment, it will really take a year to get better.

By that time, the illness was gone, but it was already too late to compete.

This heavy topic began in Tang Huai and ended in Tang Huai.

"Okay, let's wait until you come to see me next time to tell us about the journey."

Tang Huai suddenly smiled and ruffled Murong Qiao's hair.

"Thank you for your concern, but that's it for today."