I was in my final year of high school, and my deskmate found out I was writing a novel!

Miaomiao finally agreed because Ye Feng said something to her!

"Miaomiao, imagine this: when this novel becomes a hit, or even a huge hit, and its stats surpass your cousin's previous best, then show it to her and ask for her feedback!"

Hearing this, Miaomiao could already imagine her cousin's incredulous expression. Just thinking about it made her want to laugh!

Who told her cousin to always call her a love-obsessed person? She wanted to show her cousin what love-obsessed people are like. If you choose the right person, being a love-obsessed person can be great!

So, Miaomiao started to work hard, studying the detailed outline given to her by Ye Feng, even while eating.

Then it's just sitting in front of the computer, struggling to write, carefully considering each word!

With Ye Feng's detailed guidance, he wrote a little over five thousand words in a day. This speed was truly unmatched, making Ye Feng anxious.

But it's no use, they need to think it over carefully.

"Ye Feng, Ye Feng, what do you think of my writing?"

After finishing writing, he even called Ye Feng over to give some feedback.

Ye Feng was naturally willing. Comparing it to the original work, he offered a few minor suggestions, and Miao Miao immediately understood and made the necessary revisions.

And so, the two of them dawdled at home until two days before the start of school, when their cousin and Li Hongmei kept urging them by phone, and they finally returned to Shanghai.

"You two really don't care at all, do you?!"

"It's because you're managing things so well, cousin. We don't really have anything to do here."

Ye Feng said this because, after all, their arrival wouldn't really be of much help, and would only disrupt his cousin's rhythm.

"The manufacturer has sent people to look for you several times."

"Why are you looking for us? Why don't we just talk to you?"

"How would I know? You were the one who made all the deals before, so you'll have to go. I'm not very good at dealing with these people."

"Okay, I'll call them and ask. By the way, cousin, didn't you say you were going to buy a car? Didn't you buy one during the Chinese New Year?"

"Come on, I only have a few days off, do you think I have time to go car shopping?!"

"Just look at them on your phone, then take some time to check them out, and you'll be able to decide. What kind of car do you like? I'll buy it for you!"

"Come on, I have my own money. I'll wait for you for a while longer, until I'm done with this busy period."

My older cousin would definitely not agree; she felt embarrassed to ask for things because she was seven or eight years older than my younger cousin.

That is, the day to hand over the car arrived before the start of the school term.

When Miaomiao carefully unpacked her specially made gardenia scented diffuser and placed it in the car, the car was considered complete.

I took the key from the salesperson, gently pressed the unlock button, and the rearview mirror slowly unfolded. Even the retracted door handles had a refined mechanical feel.

"Please check the paperwork."

The salesperson handed me a document bag containing the vehicle registration certificate, tax payment certificate, and maintenance manual.

"All the procedures have been completed, and we can drive it away immediately."

Ye Feng glanced through the document, while Miao Mao had already opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat, taking pictures of the interior with her phone.

"It really does look a bit different."

Ye Feng was very excited. Before the phone in his mind arrived, he never thought he would have such a day.

However, the appearance of that cell phone in his mind brought about a dramatic change in his life.

Gripping the steering wheel tightly, Ye Feng carefully drove the car out of the 4S store.

They didn't plan to go straight back, but instead decided to go to the track to experience it.

Miaomiao has already set up the navigation; it's only about 20 kilometers, which is just enough time for him to get familiar with the vehicle.

On the way to the racetrack, Ye Feng didn't rush to accelerate. Instead, he slowly increased the speed to 80 kilometers per hour to experience the smoothness of daily driving.

The 296GTB's chassis was tuned to be smoother than I expected, with almost no bumps when going over road seams, which even impressed Miaomiao.

"So supercars aren't bumpy at all. I thought it would be like a roller coaster."

"It must be comfortable to drive every day, otherwise why would I take you for a drive?"

About half an hour later, the car entered the entrance of the professional track, where the coach who had received Ye Feng last time was already waiting.

Upon seeing that patch of red rock, I greeted them with a smile.

"Mr. Ye, your new car is truly eye-catching! You brought it to the track right after taking delivery; you must be eager to test it out, right?"

"I mainly wanted to let her see it."

Ye Feng pointed to Miaomiao in the passenger seat.

Miaomiao quickly opened the car door and curiously looked around. The track was wider than she had imagined, and the asphalt road was very smooth. She could occasionally hear the roar of other vehicles driving by the curves in the distance.

"Would you like to familiarize yourself with the track first? There aren't many people at the track today, so you can run a couple more laps."

Ye Feng took the helmet, washed the bag for Miao Miao, and adjusted its tightness.

"Are you scared? Tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

"Don't worry, I want to see you drive faster!"

Once inside the car, Ye Feng first adjusted the seat and steering wheel angles, then checked the tightness of the seatbelts.

The coach drove the lead car ahead, with Ye Feng's car following behind, slowly entering the starting line of the track.

"Drive slowly on the first lap to get used to the corner angles."

The coach's voice came through the walkie-talkie.

"The first one ahead is a low-speed corner. Remember to brake in advance before entering the corner. The carbon ceramic brakes on this car are very sensitive, so you don't need to brake too hard."

Ye Feng nodded and gently pressed the accelerator.

The car moved forward smoothly, and as the revs gradually increased, the engine's sound slowly became deeper and more resonant—not a noisy roar, but a rhythmic growl, like a beast poised to pounce.

When they reached the first low-speed corner, Ye Feng gently applied the brakes as instructed by his coach. With a slight turn of the steering wheel, the car barely tilted and precisely cut through the apex of the corner. Even Miao Miao couldn't help but exclaim "Wow!"

"It's so stable! I thought it would wobble!"

On the second lap, the coach signaled that it was time to speed up.

Ye Feng took a deep breath and slowly pressed down with his right foot—the tachometer needle jumped to 5000 revolutions in an instant, and a strong push-back feeling suddenly pressed the two of them into the seats. Miao Miao subconsciously gripped the armrest tightly.

During the straight-line acceleration, the car quickly exceeded 160km/h. The scenery outside the window was blurred into afterimages, and the wind noise was drowned out by the engine roar. Only the music from the car stereo could be faintly heard.

As Ye Feng approached the series of curves, his hand-eye coordination became increasingly proficient. He braked, steered, and accelerated in one smooth motion, and the car's responsiveness was astonishing. With each turn of the steering wheel, he was able to drive precisely along the pre-defined line.

"Watch out for the high-speed curve ahead. Maintain your speed and don't brake!"

After running three laps, Ye Feng slowly parked the car in the rest area next to the track.

He took off his helmet, beads of sweat glistening on his forehead. His heart was still pounding, but he couldn't help but smile. "How about that? I wasn't lying, was I?"

Miaomiao unbuckled her seatbelt, rubbed her slightly numb fingers, but her eyes remained fixed on the car: "It's even more amazing than I imagined! Especially when it accelerates, I felt like my heart was going to jump out of my chest, but it was so exhilarating!" She leaned over to touch the steering wheel, then patted the seat: "This was totally worth the money!"