Song Yu looked sideways and saw a blue car speeding towards him, which was completely different from the feeling he had when he watched the drift race. This car seemed to be more flexible and changeable, without the rules and regulations on the field, he completely let himself go.

The stands were filled with screams, whistles, and cheers. In full view of everyone, the car rushed up the steep slope at an extremely fast speed, jumped up in the air, and landed on the steep slope at the other end.

At this moment, the cheers at the scene broke through the sky and almost overturned the ceiling.

Song Yu's eyes widened. In the center of the arena, there was a building similar to a broken bridge shape. There were steep slopes on both sides, and a section in the middle was suspended without any support. Just now, Meng Jianwan drove a car into the air like a shot in the movie and landed perfectly. When the car was in the air, two clusters of fireworks exploded on the ground, like a phoenix reborn in the fire.

Song Yu was sure that he saw it with the naked eye and without any special effects, Meng Jianwan fully interpreted the real speed and passion.

The young boys around him were yelling: "I... Damn! I'm still a female driver. I haven't seen her before. I don't know if I can have a drink with her later."

After the car stunt, an open-air party will be held. Whether it is the driver or the onlookers, they can participate as long as they are interested, and they will not end until midnight.

Another boy echoed excitedly: "What's the name? It seems Meng Jianwan? I'm moved."

Song Yu bent slightly, put his elbows on his knees, crossed his hands and held their fingers in the middle of his legs, staring at the boys, and sneered with sneer.

The stunt performance on the field continued. Meng Jianwan blew the steering wheel hard, the car rotated 360 degrees, and turned a complete circle. The sound of tire friction stimulated every nerve and ignited the blood of the onlookers, as if he threw a fireball into the stands, and the whole audience was in full bloom.

"Meng Jianwan, I love you!" The man in front stood up and shouted, his hands holding his cell phone were trembling, and the videos he took were blurry. The clothes on his back were wet layer by layer, and they could not stop his enthusiasm.

Song Yu looked at the mountain blocking his sight through the lenses, and raised his legs and kicked the seat in front. However, the other party had no idea. Song Yu could only hold back his temper and shouted, "Hey, buddy, block it."

The man looked back at him and knocked back: "You won't stand up and look?"

Song Yu remained motionless and looked up at the wide-body fat man with his hands on his arms: "Do you know that standing up and watching the game is incompetent?"

As she finished speaking, all the audience stood up. Because it was Meng Jianwan's last lap performance, four cars suddenly appeared in the stadium, as if waiting for Meng Jianwan. She came here with a speeding turn of 180 degrees, and returned to the middle position accurately, with five cars running side by side.

The next second, five cars moved in a row to form a diagonal line. Someone rushed over to the track in front of them to put a cluster of flames. The car ran over the fire without hesitation. In an instant, the flames increased greatly. The flames illuminated half the arena, and the half-meter-high fireworks seemed to surround the vehicle.

This scene is also a scene that only appears in the movie.

The drivers who completed the last performance drifted and flicked their tails in a uniform manner, stopped steadily, got off the car and brimmed each other to celebrate.

Meng Jianwan, who was in the center, undoubtedly became the team favorite. Everyone circled around her, and all kinds of praise echoed in his ears.

Song Yu threw his quality behind everyone when they stood up, and also stood up, looking at Meng Jianwan in red racing suits in the field. The drivers did not seem to regard her as a girl, and hugged her and hugged her. There was another man who was even more overwhelmed, circling her neck and placing her long arms behind her and patting her.

Song Yu became more and more angry as he looked at him. He forgot that he was here to settle the score with Meng Jianwan. Only a pile of unexplained depression was left in his chest, which was difficult to relieve.

Meng Jianwan pushed the crowd away and took a breath. There was no place to change clothes on the spot. So he simply returned to the car and took off his racing suit in a few seconds. Anyway, he was wearing a T-shirt and shorts inside, so he didn't have to worry about exposing himself.

When we got off the bus, the open-air stadium completely changed. The staff brought boxes of wine, rudely tore the tape, and took out a bottle and handed it to the people present. Someone should have paid the bill. No one was worried and drank it open.

Someone brought in an ice bucket, and there were large bottles of wine inside. He shouted, and everyone came to pick it up, bit the bottle cap with their teeth, and poured it down with their necks and mouthfuls. The entire arena was ignited, and the voice was loud enough to float back and forth.

This is just the beginning. Soon, someone brought the sound and lights over. The rhythmic music and colorful lights made the atmosphere even more lively than the bar.

Meng Jianwan bent down and pulled out a bottle of beer from the ice bucket. He wore a ring on his index finger, stuck it at the mouth of the bottle with clever force, pried open the bottle cap, and took a bite, and could feel the cold wine slipping down.

Everyone finally found her figure and came to toast as if they had made an appointment. Meng Jianwan did not refuse. He drank without refusing. He piled up empty bottles after empty bottles at his feet, and several of them were accidentally kicked away by her.

She has a very good alcohol tolerance. Others will get drunk when they drink too much, and they will die all over the place when they get drunk. She is different. The more she drinks, the more she becomes, and she is more excited.

She held the bottle high and shook her head to the rhythm of the music: "We will not return until we get drunk tonight!"

"Okay, don't go back if you're drunk!"

How fortunate to be able to drink with such a bold and beautiful girl. Everyone imitated her to raise the bottle of wine, and responded one after another.

Meng Jianwan's eyes were in the night and the gorgeous lights, which were amazingly bright. She drank a lot of wine tonight. She was not as resistant as usual, and she was walking through the crowd with a bright smile, which made the young and energetic boy feel that there were feathers tickling the tip of her heart.

Suddenly, someone stepped on Meng Jianwan's heels. She couldn't stand firmly and was about to grab someone as a support when her waist was grabbed and helped her stabilize her body.

Meng Jianwan's movements were half a beat slower. First, he smelled a low-key men's perfume, which had a very textured smell. Sandalwood mixed with wood aroma, elegant and charming. It should not be the smell of the group of men with smelly sweat.

She raised her head, and the dark blue suit fabric hit her sight, her eyes slowly rising from bottom to top, then the snow-white shirt collar, beautifully lined jaw, slightly red lips, high nose, and finally the familiar gold-framed glasses and the long narrow phoenix eyes behind the lens.

Song Yu? Why is he here?

Meng Jianwan narrowed his eyes and glanced around. It was right that this was a Chejifang, and it was at least an hour and a half drive from the city center.

Song Yu did not let go of his hand that was slammed on her waist. At the risk of being beaten at any time, he whispered: "Meng Jianwan, you are drunk."

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Song Xiaoba: I am so moved, you are so moved!
Chapter completed!