After I died, they cried in the live studio

At this moment, Sang Jiuyue seemed to have noticed something and turned to look at them. The brief eye contact made her smile freeze on her face. But soon, she came back to her senses and continued to accompany Mr. Zhang, but her movements became obviously a little stiff.

The changing landscape on the golf course

Inside the Royal Golf Course, the sun shines on the vast and neatly trimmed lawns, and the dewdrops reflect colorful light, like a crystal field of gems. The breeze blows, the green grass tips sway gently, and the air is filled with the fresh fragrance of grass.

Sang Shuwan and the other three were enjoying the fun of playing golf. Nancy was wearing a slim white sportswear, with an upright posture. She bent her knees slightly, lowered her body, and focused her eyes on the ball in front of her. Then, she swung the club in one go, with a perfect combination of strength and skill. The golf ball flew like an arrow, drawing a beautiful and long arc in the air and landing steadily in the distance. "Beautiful!" Alice, wearing a colorful sports skirt, clapped and cheered excitedly. Her voice was clear and loud, echoing over the golf course.

Sang Shuwan was wearing a light blue sports suit, concentrating on learning the batting technique. She bit her lower lip slightly, with a hint of nervousness and anticipation in her eyes. Jiang Cimu stood beside her, wearing a simple gray sports suit and a slender figure. He patiently held Sang Shuwan's hand, adjusted her grip, and whispered: "Shuwan, relax your arms a little more. When hitting the ball, use the force naturally along with the rotation of your body." Sang Shuwan nodded seriously, followed Jiang Cimu's instructions, and tried to swing again.

Amidst the laughter and joy, a noise not far away attracted their attention. Sang Jiuyue was wearing a tight black business suit and a pair of red high-heeled shoes. The heels were as thin as needles, as if they would sink into the grass at any time. She twisted her slender waist like a smart snake, with a smile brighter than the sun on her face, accompanying a middle-aged man with a plump figure - Mr. Zhang. Mr. Zhang was wearing a straight dark blue custom-made suit with high-quality fabrics, which glowed with a low-key and luxurious luster in the sun. The famous watch on his wrist, with dazzling diamonds on the dial, showed his extraordinary worth and status.

"Mr. Zhang, look at this venue. It's the best in the city. Once our cooperation is successful, we'll have plenty of opportunities to enjoy it in the future." Sang Jiuyue's voice was so sweet that it seemed like honey could drip out. She deliberately moved closer to Mr. Zhang, her body almost sticking to him, and her fingers were like dancing butterflies, gently pointing to various places on the court.

"Oh? That depends on your sincerity, Miss Sang." Mr. Zhang raised his head slightly with his chin raised, his eyes full of scrutiny and arrogance, as if he was judging everything from a high position.

Sang Jiuyue hastened to apologize with a smile, her eyes narrowed into slits, her eyes full of eagerness and flattery: "Mr. Zhang, don't worry, our Sang family attaches great importance to this cooperation, and we will definitely make you satisfied." As she spoke, she quickly handed over the golf club with both hands like a diligent servant, and carefully adjusted his cuffs for Mr. Zhang, as if she was fiddling with an invaluable treasure.

At this moment, Sang Jiyue turned her head inadvertently, and her eyes met those of Sang Shuwan and the others. In an instant, her smile froze on her face like a frozen picture, and a trace of fear and panic flashed in her eyes, like a rabbit discovered by a hunter. Her face quickly turned pale, and the hand that was originally tightly holding the club began to tremble unconsciously, and the club shook slightly in her hand.

"It's over. How could I run into them here!" Sang Jiuyue's heart was struck by lightning. "If they see me like this, how can I be so arrogant in front of them in the future?" Her mind was blank, and she was left with endless regret and shame. She subconsciously wanted to turn around and run away, but her legs seemed to be nailed to the ground and she couldn't move.

Jiang Cimu saw Sang Jiuyue's embarrassment, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of sarcasm, and whispered: "Look at her expression, she must be thinking about how to save the situation, and she probably wants to find a hole to crawl into now."

Alice crossed her arms, her eyes full of disdain, and snorted, "Maybe he's thinking about how to put on that high and mighty airs in front of us again."

As everyone guessed, after a brief panic, Sang Jiuyue began to try to adjust herself. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her pounding heart, and forced a smile on her face again, although it looked uglier than crying. She thought to herself: "I'll find a chance to ridicule them later. I can't let them look down on me."

However, just as she was secretly planning, a dramatic scene happened. Mr. Zhang, who had always been flattered by her, looked over her shoulder and fixed his gaze on Sang Shuwan and others not far away. His originally slightly indifferent eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had seen a rare treasure.

"Ji Yue, I know those people over there. They are all influential figures in the entertainment industry. I'll go over to say hello." Mr. Zhang said as he walked around Sang Ji Yue and went straight towards Sang Shuwan and the others. His steps were hurried as if he was afraid of missing out on some important opportunity.

Sang Jiuyue stood there, like an abandoned sculpture, at a loss. She watched as Mr. Zhang walked towards Nancy and Alice with a smile on his face, his mouth slightly open, but no sound came out, his eyes full of disbelief and anger.

"Oh, what a coincidence, I meet you two here." Mr. Zhang walked up to Nancy and Alice and said enthusiastically, with a smile on his face like a blooming flower, "I have always wanted to find an opportunity to talk to you about cooperation. I have several entertainment projects with very good prospects. They are all good businesses that can make a lot of money."

Nancy responded gracefully with a proper smile on her face: "Hello, Mr. Zhang, what a coincidence. We have always been looking forward to cooperating with a visionary entrepreneur like you."

Alice blinked her eyes, her eyes were bright, and she smiled and said, "Yes, Mr. Zhang, please tell us what kind of project it is. We can't wait to hear it."

Sang Shuwan also greeted Mr. Zhang with a smile and a gentle voice: "Hello, Mr. Zhang." Jiang Cimu watched all this with interest, his hands in his pockets and a faint smile on his face.

Mr. Zhang gestured enthusiastically and introduced his project: "I plan to invest in a big-budget movie with a novel theme. I have also made some preliminary ideas for the cast. As long as it is managed properly, it will definitely be a big hit."

As they were talking, Mr. Zhang suggested: "Why don't we play a few rounds together and chat while we play? It will definitely be more efficient to discuss cooperation with a few smart people like you." Everyone readily agreed.

Sang Jiuyue was left aside, no one cared about her. Her face turned from white to blue, and then from blue to red, like a palette, with various colors appearing on her face in turn. She clenched her fists tightly, and her nails dug deep into her palms, leaving white marks. Her heart was filled with anger and unwillingness, as if there was a blazing fire burning. She looked at Mr. Zhang who was chatting happily with everyone, and then looked at Sang Shuwan and others who were chatting and laughing. A deep sense of frustration, like a surging tide, completely overwhelmed her. She never thought that she thought she could use this opportunity to win important cooperation for the Sang family and be proud of herself in the family, but it turned out to be a farce that made people laugh.

At the Royal Golf Course, the sun shines without reservation, making the rolling green carpet sparkle. In the distance, the blue sky and the lush lawn blend at the end of the field of vision, outlining a refreshing picture. The breeze brings the fresh grass fragrance mixed with the light fragrance of flowers, refreshing the heart. The carefully trimmed shrubs are surrounded by unique shapes, adding a bit of elegance to the golf course.

A black luxury car slowly drove into the stadium and stopped steadily beside the soft grass. The car door opened, and Chairman Sang walked out slowly with a cane. He was wearing a dark gray custom suit, which was tailored to fit him, but seemed a little loose because of his thin figure. On his pale face, wrinkles were carved, which were the traces left by the years. His eyes were still sharp, revealing the majesty of the past. Although his steps were a little frivolous, each step was steady and powerful, and the cane tapped the ground lightly, making a rhythmic sound.

"Mr. Zhang, long time no see!" Chairman Sang shouted to Mr. Zhang. His voice was a little hoarse, but full of joy of meeting an old friend again.

President Zhang turned around quickly, walked over with a smile on his face, shook Chairman Sang's hands tightly with both hands, and said, "Old Sang, I've been waiting for you to come! I heard that you were not feeling well. How are you feeling now?"

At this time, Chairman Sang's eyes swept over Sang Shuwan and others. Sang Shuwan was wearing a light blue sports suit, and the slim cut outlined her graceful figure. Her face turned pale in an instant, and she bit her lower lip tightly. Her hands unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes, and her knuckles turned white due to the force. The indifference and abandonment she had suffered in the Sang family surged into her heart like a surging tide. She turned her head away, trying to hide the pain and embarrassment in her heart.

Chairman Sang seemed not to notice Sang Shuwan's reaction. He turned to Mr. Zhang and said, "Mr. Zhang, come here, let me introduce you. This is my daughter Sang Jiuyue. She is in charge of many affairs of the Sang family now. She is very capable and has a promising future."

Sang Jiuyue was wearing a tight business suit and a pair of red high heels, which made her look tall. After hearing her father's introduction, she looked up with pride and arrogance in her eyes, and looked at Sang Shuwan provocatively, as if to say, "See, I am the darling of the Sang family, and you will never be as good as me." She straightened her back slightly, raised the corners of her mouth, and showed a proud smile.

President Zhang looked embarrassed. He looked at Sang Shuwan, then at Chairman Sang. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Oh, Old Sang, what a coincidence. I was just talking to Nancy, Alice and the others about cooperation, and we got along quite well. However, after so many years of friendship, I will definitely stand on your side. Since we have already signed a cooperation intention with the Sang family, let's stick to the original plan."

Sang Jiuyue's face was even more proud. He crossed his arms and looked at Sang Shuwan complacently, thinking to himself: "Humph, Sang Shuwan, you see, in the face of absolute strength and status, your so-called connections are not worth mentioning at all. Today you have finally seen that the power of the Sang family is something you cannot contend with. With this cooperation, my position in the family will be more secure. From now on, you can only watch me show off my power in a high position."

Nancy noticed Sang Shuwan's mood swings. She was wearing a smart black sportswear and had a determined look in her eyes. She quickly stepped forward and smiled to smooth things over: "In that case, let's not play this game today. Shuwan, don't we have other plans? It's almost time to go."

Alice, wearing a colorful sports skirt, took Sang Shuwan's arm and said, "Yes, Shuwan, let's get down to business. Don't keep them waiting for too long."

Jiang Cimu, wearing a simple grey sportswear, stood quietly behind Sang Shuwan, his eyes revealing worry and concern. He frowned slightly and said softly, "Let's go."

Sang Shuwan took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and said, "Okay, let's go." The four of them turned and left, walking farther and farther away.

Chairman Sang and General Manager Zhang walked towards the teeing area of the golf course. The caddy had already prepared the golf equipment and stood respectfully by the side. Chairman Sang picked up the club, gently moved his shoulders, and stared at the hole in the distance. He bent his knees slightly, leaned forward, and slowly pulled the club back, his movements smooth and natural. Suddenly, he exerted force suddenly, and the club passed through the air like lightning. With a "bang", the golf ball flew out at high speed, drew a beautiful arc in the air, and landed steadily on the lawn in the distance.

"Old Sang, what a great shot!" President Zhang praised, picking up his club and preparing to hit the ball. He adjusted his posture, focused his eyes, and swung the club in one go. The ball whizzed out, and the landing point was almost the same as Chairman Sang's ball.

"Haha, Lao Zhang, it seems that your ball skills are still so great." Chairman Sang said with a smile, a relaxed expression on his face, as if the turmoil just now had never happened.

While playing, the two chatted about the past and laughed heartily from time to time. In their view, the ups and downs in the business world are just like the ups and downs on the golf course, which are all part of life. They have long since taken it lightly and dealt with it calmly. Sang Jiuyue stood aside, watching her father and Mr. Zhang chatting and laughing, her heart full of eagerness and desire, eager to achieve greater success in the business world as soon as possible and prove her own value.

At the Royal Golf Course, the sun shines without reservation, making the rolling green carpet sparkle. In the distance, the blue sky and the lush lawn blend at the end of the field of vision, outlining a refreshing picture. The breeze brings the fresh grass fragrance mixed with the light fragrance of flowers, refreshing the heart. The carefully trimmed shrubs are surrounded by unique shapes, adding a bit of elegance to the golf course.

A black luxury car slowly drove into the stadium and stopped steadily beside the soft grass. The car door opened, and Chairman Sang walked out slowly with a cane. He was wearing a dark gray custom suit, which was tailored to fit him, but seemed a little loose because of his thin figure. On his pale face, wrinkles were carved, which were the traces left by the years. His eyes were still sharp, revealing the majesty of the past. Although his steps were a little frivolous, each step was steady and powerful, and the cane tapped the ground lightly, making a rhythmic sound.

"Mr. Zhang, long time no see!" Chairman Sang shouted to Mr. Zhang. His voice was a little hoarse, but full of joy of meeting an old friend again.

President Zhang turned around quickly, walked over with a smile on his face, shook Chairman Sang's hands tightly with both hands, and said, "Old Sang, I've been waiting for you to come! I heard that you were not feeling well. How are you feeling now?"

At this time, Chairman Sang's eyes swept over Sang Shuwan and others. Sang Shuwan was wearing a light blue sports suit, and the slim cut outlined her graceful figure. Her face turned pale in an instant, and she bit her lower lip tightly. Her hands unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes, and her knuckles turned white due to the force. The indifference and abandonment she had suffered in the Sang family surged into her heart like a surging tide. She turned her head away, trying to hide the pain and embarrassment in her heart.

Chairman Sang seemed not to notice Sang Shuwan's reaction. He turned to Mr. Zhang and said, "Mr. Zhang, come here, let me introduce you. This is my daughter Sang Jiuyue. She is in charge of many affairs of the Sang family now. She is very capable and has a promising future."

Sang Jiuyue was wearing a tight business suit and a pair of red high heels, which made her look tall. After hearing her father's introduction, she looked up with pride and arrogance in her eyes, and looked at Sang Shuwan provocatively, as if to say, "See, I am the darling of the Sang family, and you will never be as good as me." She straightened her back slightly, raised the corners of her mouth, and showed a proud smile.

President Zhang looked embarrassed. He looked at Sang Shuwan, then at Chairman Sang. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Oh, Old Sang, what a coincidence. I was just talking about cooperation with Nancy, Alice and the others, and we got along quite well. However, after so many years of friendship, I will definitely stand on your side. Since we have already signed a cooperation intention with the Sang family, let's proceed as planned." Sang Jiuyue's face was even more proud. He crossed his arms and looked at Sang Shuwan proudly, thinking to himself, "Huh, Sang Shuwan, you see, in the face of absolute strength and status, your so-called connections are not worth mentioning at all. Today you have finally seen that the power of the Sang family is something you cannot contend with. With this cooperation, my position in the family will be more stable. From now on, you can only watch me show off my power in a high position."

Nancy noticed Sang Shuwan's mood swings. She was wearing a smart black sportswear and had a determined look in her eyes. She quickly stepped forward and smiled to smooth things over: "In that case, let's not play this game today. Shuwan, don't we have other plans? It's almost time to go."

Alice, wearing a colorful sports skirt, took Sang Shuwan's arm and said, "Yes, Shuwan, let's get down to business. Don't keep them waiting for too long."

Jiang Cimu, wearing a simple grey sportswear, stood quietly behind Sang Shuwan, his eyes revealing worry and concern. He frowned slightly and said softly, "Let's go."

Sang Shuwan took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and said, "Okay, let's go." The four of them turned and left, walking farther and farther away.

Chairman Sang and General Manager Zhang walked towards the teeing area of the golf course. The caddy had already prepared the golf equipment and stood respectfully by the side. Chairman Sang picked up the club, gently moved his shoulders, and stared at the hole in the distance. He bent his knees slightly, leaned forward, and slowly pulled the club back, his movements smooth and natural. Suddenly, he exerted force suddenly, and the club passed through the air like lightning. With a "bang", the golf ball flew out at high speed, drew a beautiful arc in the air, and landed steadily on the lawn in the distance.

"Old Sang, what a great shot!" President Zhang praised, picking up his club and preparing to hit the ball. He adjusted his posture, focused his eyes, and swung the club in one go. The ball whizzed out, and the landing point was almost the same as Chairman Sang's ball.

"Haha, Lao Zhang, it seems that your ball skills are still so great." Chairman Sang said with a smile, a relaxed expression on his face, as if the turmoil just now had never happened.

While playing, the two chatted about the past and laughed heartily from time to time. In their view, the ups and downs in the business world are just like the ups and downs on the golf course, which are all part of life. They have long since taken it lightly and dealt with it calmly. Sang Jiuyue stood aside, watching her father and Mr. Zhang chatting and laughing, her heart full of eagerness and desire, eager to achieve greater success in the business world as soon as possible and prove her own value.

Sang Shuwan dragged her heavy steps back to the rest area with Nancy, Alice, and Jiang Cimu. Her eyes were dim, and her originally straight back was slightly bent, as if all her strength had been drained away by the scene just now. Nancy and Alice looked at each other, and saw the worry in each other's eyes. Jiang Cimu stood silently by the side, frowning slightly, and looked at Sang Shuwan from time to time, his eyes full of concern.

"Let's have a competition!" Nancy suddenly suggested, with a bright smile on her face, trying to dispel the dull atmosphere that permeated the surroundings. "It's been a long time since we had a good competition. Let's see who is the real master today."

Alice immediately understood what he meant, and she jumped and clapped her hands in agreement: "Great, great, I've been wanting to show off my skills for a long time. I'll be in a group with Nancy, and Shu Wan, you and Jiang Ci Mu will be partners, let's have a wonderful duel!"

Sang Shuwan forced a smile upon hearing this and said softly, "But I'm not in a good condition right now, so don't hold Jiang Cimu back."

Jiang Cimu looked at Sang Shuwan with a firm and gentle look in his eyes, and said, "Don't worry, together we can definitely win. Just relax and put what happened just now behind you."

After everyone's persuasion, Sang Shuwan finally nodded in agreement.

The four of them walked side by side to the designated area of the golf course. The green grass was full of vitality in the sun. The breeze blew, and the golden light flickered between the grass leaves, as if putting a gorgeous coat on the game. With the referee's order, the game officially began. Nancy stood at the serving point with a focused expression, adjusted her breathing, and focused on aiming. She held the club in her hand, her movements were clean and neat, and her agile posture and skilled skills were displayed during the swing. With a crisp sound of hitting, the golf ball streaked across the sky like a meteor, and the perfect arc drew a beautiful trajectory in the air, and finally flew to the distant target.

Alice was a little bit worse. She was a little nervous when serving, and the ball's flight trajectory was crooked and the landing point was not satisfactory. She stamped her feet in frustration, and Nancy hurried forward to comfort her: "It's okay, there will be another chance later."

It was Jiang Cimu and Sang Shuwan's turn. Jiang Cimu bent his knees slightly, lowered his body, fixed his eyes on the target, and then swung the club to hit the ball. His movements were smooth and the ball drew a beautiful arc in the air.

Sang Shuwan took a deep breath, adjusted her posture, and recalled the skills Jiang Cimu had taught her before. She swung the club, and the ball flew out quickly, landing closer to the hole than Jiang Cimu's. Jiang Cimu looked at Sang Shuwan, his eyes full of praise: "Nice shot!"

In the next few rounds, Nancy continued to play steadily, with each shot being accurate and powerful. Although Alice tried hard, she did have a gap in technique and would occasionally make mistakes. Jiang Cimu and Sang Shuwan worked well together, and they played well, achieving good results with each shot.

As the game drew to a close, the score gradually widened. Jiang Cimu and Sang Shuwan won the game with their outstanding performance.

"We won!" Sang Shuwan jumped up excitedly, a long-lost smile on his face and a gleam in his eyes.

Jiang Cimu looked at Sang Shuwan, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously: "I said, we can definitely do it."

Nancy and Alice also came over and said with a smile: "Congratulations, this game was so exciting. Shu Wan, you were in great shape today!"

At this moment, Sang Shuwan had already forgotten the unpleasantness just now. On this green field, enjoying the joy of the game with her best friends, she regained her confidence and vitality.

Sang Shuwan and Jiang Cimu successfully won the game, and joy instantly spread across the green golf course. Sang Shuwan's cheeks flushed, and her eyes sparkled with excitement. She jumped for joy like an innocent child, sweeping away the previous gloom.

Nancy looked at the two winners, and although a trace of regret flashed in her eyes, when her eyes met Sang Shuwan's brilliant smile, the regret in her heart instantly disappeared, and was replaced by full of relief. "You two cooperated so well, this victory is well deserved." Nancy said with a smile, her eyes full of sincere blessings.

Alice, standing aside, pretended to be dissatisfied and pouted her lips, puffing up her cheeks slightly, and pretended to be angry and said, "Huh, you just know how to bully a 'newbie' like me, right? Nancy, look at them, joining forces to 'suppress' us." As she spoke, she gestured exaggeratedly with her hands, but she couldn't help but smile on her face.

Jiang Cimu looked at Alice's cute appearance and couldn't help but joked: "Alice, this is not our fault. It's because Shu Wan and I are so in tune with each other. Next time, I'll give you some special treatment in advance, and I guarantee that you will be able to show your skills."

Sang Shuwan walked forward, took Alice's arm affectionately, and said with a smile: "Okay, Alice. Thanks to you and Nancy playing with me today, I feel much better. Next time we compete, we will team up together and we will definitely be invincible."

Alice blinked her eyes and said mysteriously, "It's a deal then. Next time I will take revenge and show you how powerful I am." Everyone couldn't help laughing when they heard this.

The sun still shone warmly on the court, and the breeze blew, bringing bursts of fresh grass fragrance. At this moment, the four people on the court forgot all their troubles and immersed themselves in this joyful atmosphere. Sang Shuwan secretly felt that with these close friends around, those unpleasant things no longer mattered. Their company, like the warm sun in winter, gave her endless warmth and strength.

The sun poured down on the vast racetrack without reservation, and the blazing rays collided with the ground, creating layers of heat waves that seemed to ignite the air. Huge billboards stood tall around the racetrack, and the colorful patterns on them were particularly eye-catching under the sun, and the reflected light set off the blazing atmosphere of the racetrack.

In the center of the arena, the shiny black circular track is like a winding black dragon, quietly dormant, waiting to be awakened. The surface of the track is smooth and full of texture, and the delicate textures are clearly visible, which are carefully designed to increase the friction between the tires and the ground. At the edge of the track, the protective wall made of closely arranged tires stretches neatly, like a loyal guard, ready to protect the drivers on the track at any time.

The audience seats around the stadium are arranged in a stepped pattern, with rows of white seats gleaming in the sun. Although there is no one in the audience seats at the moment, it seems that one can hear the imagined cheers and shouts echoing in this empty space. The warm atmosphere seems to penetrate the air, making people feel the unique charm of racing.

Sang Shuwan and his four companions had just stepped into this exciting and challenging racetrack, and were standing by the track, selecting their favorite cars. At this moment, a fiery red sports car rushed over from a distance like a burning meteor. As the distance got closer, the sharp friction sound of the tires became more and more piercing, like a sharp blade cutting through the silent air. In front of everyone, the sports car suddenly braked, the body shook violently, and then stopped steadily, leaving two deep black marks on the ground, as if it was a mark of its might.

The car door opened up like a butterfly spreading its wings, and Sang Jiuyue, wearing a black racing suit, walked out of the car with a tall figure. The delicate silver lines on the racing suit flashed coldly in the sun, outlining her graceful and powerful figure. She wore a pair of cool sunglasses, the lenses reflected the surrounding scene, making it difficult to see the expression in her eyes. With a disdainful sneer on the corner of her mouth, she slowly walked towards the crowd, and her high heels collided with the ground, making a crisp and arrogant sound.

"Just a few of you dare to come to the racetrack?" Sang Jiuyue crossed her arms across her chest, her condescending attitude as if she was overlooking a group of insignificant ants, her tone full of sarcasm, "Do you dare to compete with me? Let me show you what real speed is." Her voice was sharp and loud, echoing in the empty racetrack.

Nancy took a step forward without hesitation. Her eyes were as firm as the North Star in the cold night. She met Sang Jiuyue's provocative gaze without fear. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a confident and calm smile, just as warm and powerful as the spring sun: "Do you think we are afraid of you? Let's compete, don't think you are so great. But if something happens on the track, don't expect us to save you." Nancy's voice was steady and powerful, and every word revealed her courage and determination, and also carried a hint of warning to Sang Jiuyue.

Alice clenched her fists tightly, her white knuckles slightly whitened due to the force, and her eyes flashed with excitement, that light was like a burning flame, hot and eager. "I have been wanting to teach you a lesson for a long time, and today is the perfect time. If you fail in the competition, don't cry there." She shouted loudly, with a hint of uncontrollable excitement in her voice, like a little beast ready to pounce on its prey at any time, and her words were mixed with teasing for Sang Jiuyue.

Jiang Cimu nodded calmly, his movements were simple and powerful, as if he contained endless power. His voice was deep and magnetic, like an ancient bell, slowly echoing in the air: "Since you want to compete, don't regret it. But on the track, life and death are determined by fate, you have to take care of yourself." His eyes were deep and firm, like a bottomless lake, making it impossible to fathom the mystery. He showed no fear of Sang Jiuyue in his words, showing his tough attitude.

Sang Shuwan stood there quietly, without saying a word. She raised her chin slightly, her eyes revealing an unwavering determination to not admit defeat, which was like the cold stars twinkling in the night sky, cold and bright. She stared at Sang Jiuyue quietly, as if they were having a silent contest, and the air was filled with a tense atmosphere. After a moment, she said coldly: "Don't think you can beat me on this track. Today, I will let you know what real strength is."

Everyone turned around and walked towards the car they had chosen. Sang Shuwan chose a silver sports car, the lines of which flowed like a stream flowing in the mountains, or like a meteor streaking across the night sky, elegant and dynamic. The front face of the sports car was unique, and the sharp headlights were like a pair of sharp eyes, staring at the track ahead, as if telling of its desire for victory. She sat neatly in the driver's seat, and the leather seat fit her body perfectly, giving her an unparalleled sense of comfort. Holding the steering wheel firmly with both hands, at that moment, she seemed to be able to feel the heartbeat of the car, and the slight vibration was transmitted from the steering wheel to her palm, as if the car was telling her about its power and speed. She took a deep breath, and the fresh air slowly flowed into her lungs through her nasal cavity, gradually calming her originally nervous mood. She adjusted the position of the seat in an orderly manner to ensure that she could control the car in the most comfortable posture. Then, she glanced at the rearview mirror, carefully checking the surrounding situation, not missing any details. Finally, her eyes were firmly fixed on the track ahead, her eyes full of concentration and determination.

The blue racing car that Nancy chose was like a deep ocean, exuding a mysterious and charming atmosphere. The car's body was low and wide, giving people a sense of calmness and strength. She sat in the driver's seat skillfully, and when she fastened her seat belt, her fingers flexibly shuttled between the seat belts, and every movement was smooth and natural. After fastening her seat belt, her eyes focused on the dashboard, and the various indicator lights on the dashboard flashed like stars in the night sky. She carefully checked the data to ensure that the car was in the best condition. She gently stroked the steering wheel, and the gentle movement seemed to be stroking her most beloved pet. She murmured in a low voice: "We must perform well today. We must not let that guy look down on us." Her voice was soft and firm, as if she was cheering herself up, and as if she was having a secret conversation with the car, and at the same time expressing her dissatisfaction with Sang Jiuyue.

Alice came to her small green racing car, like a happy little rabbit. The green racing car was like a vibrant emerald, emitting a unique glow in the sun. She jumped a few times on the seat excitedly, and the seat made a slight "creaking" sound, as if responding to her enthusiasm. Then, she quickly buckled her seat belt, as agile as a nimble little squirrel. Her hands tapped lightly on the steering wheel, and she hummed an unknown little tune. The cheerful melody seemed to be playing a prelude to the upcoming race. Her face was filled with a bright smile, and her eyes were full of anticipation and excitement for the race. "Humph, wait and see how I leave Sang Jiuyue far behind on the track." She said to herself, her voice full of longing for victory and disdain for Sang Jiuyue.

Jiang Cimu walked towards the black high-performance racing car. His steps were steady and powerful, and every step seemed to crush the sunlight on the ground. The black racing car was like a black giant beast, quietly lurking there, exuding a daunting aura. The lines of the car body were hard and smooth, showing its powerful performance. Jiang Cimu was tall. After sitting in the driver's seat, he blended perfectly with the car, as if he was the soul of the car. He put on black gloves. The material of the gloves was soft and tough, fitting his fingers, allowing him to better control the steering wheel. His eyes became deep and sharp. He glanced at Sang Jiuyue behind him through the rearview mirror, thinking silently in his heart: "I must not let her succeed. I must protect Shu Wan." There was a firm light flashing in his eyes, and that light was like a burning flame, burning his fighting spirit.

Sang Jiuyue sat in her red sports car, looking at them with disdain through her sunglasses. Her eyes were full of contempt and arrogance, as if everything in front of her was not worth mentioning. She stepped hard on the accelerator, and the engine instantly made a deafening roar, the sound was like the roar of an angry lion, and it was like thunder exploding in the ears. The exhaust pipe spewed out thick exhaust gas, forming a gray smoke in the air, as if it was her flag to protest to everyone. (End of this chapter)