She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"You are a natural racing driver." Qu Jiu has several talented racing drivers under his command, and he himself has been praised as a natural racing driver.

In fact, his racing style is the same as Manshu's - wild!

"No, I'm not." Manshu probably guessed why he would give him a ride.

"I heard from Brother Yan and the others that Brother Nine was very good in the past. You should have noticed that. I am not very skilled in driving, let alone racing. That night, it was purely an accident."

Qu Jiu raised an eyebrow, not expecting her to say that.

Manshu smiled and said, "Rather than saying that I am a natural born racer, you might as well say that I am born courageous."

"You are indeed very courageous. The key is that you have a good psychological quality. A good racing driver must have a good psychological quality."

"I watched the video of your racing over and over again. There were a few shots of your face. You looked panicked, and your driving skills were a little unfamiliar, but..."

"Your eyes are very calm." What Qu Jiu didn't say was that her eyes were very interesting.

Manshu laughed and said, "Brother Jiu, isn't what you said contradictory?"

She thought to herself, I am as quiet as a virgin and as active as a mad rabbit.

However, Qu Jiu still had the video in his hands.

It shouldn't be hard to tell from the video, right?

She was just trying to scare people.

Who knew that Qu Jiu would make her heart tremble the next second: "Did you hit Gu Zixuan's car on purpose?"

Manshu was stunned: "How is that possible? I'm not that brave."

This time, Qu Jiu didn't look at her or say anything.

Until I sent Manshu to the downstairs of her community and parked the car.

He took something out of the car and handed it to Manshu.

"I was going to recommend you to this."

Manshu took it and saw that it was a black invitation with a red clay stamp on it.

There was also a mark drawn on the invitation with simple lines, and in the middle was the simple English word - car.

"what is this?"

"It's a car race. If you're interested, you can go and try it."

Seeing Manshu's puzzled face, Qu Jiu added: "This is the Chinese Division, the rookie selection competition."

"Will they check this?" She didn't want to be targeted by traffic police like she was last time in Wushan.

Besides, she wasn't really that interested.

The last time it was because of provocation from people around Yan Siyu, otherwise she wouldn’t have gotten so angry.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. She hasn't taken revenge yet, so she can't let anything happen to herself.

"No." Qu Jiu shook his head. "This is a specially applied track. It's considered a more formal competition."

Everyone thought this was a serious car race, but little did they know that it was a selection for an underground competition.

"There is a racing association in Europe. If you join it and become a member, you will get a lot of unexpected resources." Qu Jiu is optimistic about Manshu because this girl came from a humble background but has a mentality that is better than many professional racing drivers.

To put it bluntly, it means cherishing talent.

He heard Gu Zixuan and Yan Siyu's friends mocking her.

Born in the rural area, poor, whimsical, and hanging out with rich second-generations...all kinds of labels are attached to her.

What if she had the connections and capital that all those rich kids envied?

He really wanted to see Manshu grow up and slap everyone in the face.

"Thank you." Manshu lowered her eyes. She was indeed moved.

“Are there any requirements to participate in this competition?”

She was holding the invitation, which was a stepping stone to a certain force, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was worth a fortune.