Chapter 19: Chapter 16: Han Han’s Challenge Plan

Thirty seconds?

Chen Xiangbei’s words left Fatty Wang and Zhou Yanjing staring at each other. Did this kid drink fake liquor last night, or is he not fully awake yet? Why is he talking nonsense so early in the morning?

No matter how good Han Han is, he’s still the national champion in track racing. Even though Fatty Wang doesn’t excel in racing, he knows how astonishing a three-second gap on the track is, let alone Chen Xiangbei’s claim of leaving behind thirty seconds with an F1.

“Xiangbei, how come I never realized before that you’re so talented at bragging?”

In response to Fatty Wang’s skepticism, Chen Xiangbei had a face full of helplessness and couldn’t explain.

Han Han’s record at the East Sea International Circuit in a professional modified Subaru Impreza in 2012 is 2:10.82 around the big track.

The fastest lap at the East Sea International Circuit, however, was set by King of Cars Schumacher in 2004 at 1:32.23, a full 38 seconds faster.

Chen Xiangbei admitted that his current level is definitely not better than Schumacher’s, and considering this body hasn’t been professionally trained, it’s impossible to break the East Sea International Circuit lap record.

Although comparing F1 lap times to touring cars is like comparing Guan Yu to Qin Qiong, his claim of a 30-second lead was already a conservative figure after deducting all adverse factors.

Fatty Wang and the others don’t believe it because they’ve never been exposed to F1 and don’t know how strong drivers at this level are, even if they’re only a hair’s breadth away.

“Xiangbei, I feel like you’re a bit unconvinced.”

Zhou Yanjing noticed Chen Xiangbei’s lips, the expression of wanting to say something but hesitating.

“There’s indeed a bit of that.”

“Why don’t you race against Han Han and see exactly how big the gap is.”

Zhou Yanjing seriously “egged on” with a statement because he had only heard Wang Yidong say that Chen Xiangbei was impressive, and now, with Han Han’s level as a reference, it was a good opportunity for comparison.

“Can I race just because I want to?”

“Give it a shot. What if it works out?”

Upon hearing Zhou Chenshu’s words, Wang Yidong also nodded in agreement and said, “Just like sending Dong Yuanxi home with a random QQ message, how would you know if you don’t try?”

Faced with the egging on from these two kids, Chen Xiangbei was indeed a bit speechless. It’s truly about how daring a person can be and how vast the world can be.

How frustrated would Han Han have to be to agree to race with a high school student?

However, under the guidance of rational thought, a slight thrill arose within Chen Xiangbei.

Why not give it a try? What if the other party actually agrees?

Just at this whimsical moment, the urgent class bell interrupted their conversation, forcing them to take out their books for class.

Another day’s classes went by, and this time after school, Dong Yuanxi didn’t make any big moves, just simply taking a ride home like before, not having any interaction with Chen Xiangbei, as if last night was an accident.

For this, Chen Xiangbei wasn’t too concerned. After all, a racer only needs two things, a car and skill.

Everything needed can be resolved through these two things.

The three of them walked home with their arms around each other’s shoulders, and Chen Xiangbei remembered something and asked, “Zhou Yanjing, how’s the 3D modeling going with the forum guru?”

“The forum guru seems quite urgent and has already worked overnight to send it to the factory.”

“Did you ever consider that this forum guru might be older?”

“His skills are very impressive; without time and experience, it’s unattainable. Being older is quite normal.”

After Zhou Yanjing said this, he asked with confusion, “Xiangbei, why are you asking about this?”

“Nothing much, I just have a feeling that I might know the forum guru.”

“No way, how could it be such a coincidence?”

At this time, Fatty Wang, walking on the other side, asked, “By the way, Xiangbei, didn’t Uncle Liang say he’d get you a car? I wasn’t around last night, so what car did he end up getting?”

“Subaru Impreza.”

“Subaru Impreza? That’s a nice car!”

Initially, Fatty Wang didn’t notice anything wrong and exclaimed excitedly upon hearing the car model.

But then he realized something: the car that Zhou Yanjing was doing 3D modeling for was also a Subaru Impreza.

Adding to that, the odd things Chen Xiangbei mentioned earlier made Fatty Wang feel more and more uneasy. Could the older person be referring to Uncle Liang?

Thinking this, Fatty Wang turned his gaze to Chen Xiangbei, walking in the middle, while on the other side, Zhou Yanjing did almost the same action, showing that both of them had the same thought.

“Alright, no need to guess anymore. The forum guru is Uncle Liang. He’s working with Zhou Yanjing on modeling the Subaru Impreza to replace carbon fiber parts to reduce weight.”

“Dammit, does that old sly one have this kind of skill?”

Fatty Wang exclaimed in shock. He thought Uncle Liang was doing nothing but squeezing Chen Xiangbei and visiting the massage therapists at the bath center across the street.

“Yeah, he has some skills after all.”

Zhou Yanjing was also in shock and asked, “Xiangbei, what exactly is Uncle Liang’s identity? That repair shop doesn’t seem that powerful.”

“Do you want to know?”

“Yes.”

Zhou Yanjing nodded firmly; he had always admired the forum guru.

“Then go ask him yourself.”

Upon hearing this, Fatty Wang seized the opportunity to wrap his arm around Chen Xiangbei’s, saying, “Let’s go together!”

Even though Fatty Wang’s dream car was a Honda Civic Type-R, it didn’t stop him from yearning for a Subaru Impreza, after all, it’s the famous “Rally Twin Star.”

“I’m not going. I need to go home early today; otherwise, my mom might flip out after holding it in for two days.”

Chen Xiangbei pulled his arm out of Fatty Wang’s grip. His mom, Zhao Yumei, had nagged him several times, so he had to show restraint.

“Alright, I’ll go with Zhou Yanjing.”

Wang Yidong completely understood how Chen Xiangbei felt. Ever since crashing the Corolla, he had been under his parents’ dual “tightening curse,” hearing it so much you can’t take it anymore.

Thus, Chen Xiangbei and Wang Yidong parted ways at the intersection, with Chen walking alone toward home. However, when passing by a night snack stall, he couldn’t resist stopping for a plate of stir-fried rice noodles after looking at the appetizing steam rising from the wok.

Holding a plate of steaming hot stir-fried rice noodles, he found a corner seat. As he was devouring the dish, he saw a few familiar faces from school, including his classmates Sun Titling and Ma Minghan, approaching the snack stall.

“Sun Titling, did you manage to win over Xu Yating or not? That girl looks pretty sharp.”

“Nonsense, why would I pursue her if I couldn’t win her over? I’ve spent tens of thousands just on jewelry.”

Sun Titling looked quite pleased with himself now. With money, you can do as you please!

Chen Xiangbei remained calm and continued eating his rice noodles from his corner seat. This might be a bit extravagant within the student circles, but in the adult world, it’s quite normal. He’s long since become accustomed to it.

“By the way, Young Master Ma, I heard you successfully confessed today and captured that hottie from Class Five, Hu Lingfei. Is that true?”

A subordinate asked with a sly smile, his expression a bit lewd.

“When I make a move, what girl can’t I win over?”

Ma Minghan replied disdainfully, as if such things didn’t even need to be questioned.

“But to be honest, aside from her face, Hu Lingfei comes from a broken-down family. She can’t match me at all.”

Upon hearing this, Sun Titling couldn’t help but critique, “Really, Young Master Ma, that’s a bit scummy, isn’t it?”

Despite officially being in a relationship, Ma Minghui pursued someone he looked down on.

“My target is Dong Yuanxi; I’ve never wavered. Occasional fun can’t be called scummy, can it?”

Upon hearing Ma Minghan’s comments, Sun Titling and the others laughed uproariously, as if this twisted logic actually made sense.

Soon, this group ordered food to go. Meanwhile, Chen Xiangbei had just about finished his plate of stir-fried rice noodles. As he stood to leave, he noticed a girl sobbing on the other side of the night snack stall’s makeshift tent.

Chen Xiangbei’s eyesight was quite good and from the school badge peeking from her pocket, he caught sight of the name “Hu Lingfei.”

PS: The trial water push begins in the loop tomorrow. Brothers, please try to follow through daily. Moved to the urban section, there’s a mountain of pressure–!

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