Eternal Burning

After all, the essence of human beings is to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

After being pestered to ask questions for half an hour, I could finally leave the classroom when the students were all gone.

Yu Xixi took the first step and brought my things back to the office.

Schools come and go during the day, with pedestrians in a shuttle, there is a lively atmosphere full of human fireworks, and there is a comfort away from the mundane. The plane trees on both sides of Wutong Avenue began to lose their leaves one after another in late autumn. In response to the strong request of the students, the school did not clean the main road during the falling leaves season, and let the leaves cover the road. Therefore, it has become an excellent photo spot in the school, and it can be said to be the most popular in autumn.

However, I have a huge headache.

The fallen leaves made the road uneven, and it was impossible to see what was underneath. Especially after it rains, if the wheel gets stuck in a slippery mud puddle, it is easy to slip in place.

Like now.

My rear wheel got stuck in a puddle under the fallen leaves and couldn't get out. The wheels were idling in vain, crushing the surrounding leaves and failing to get out of trouble, but instead made the road more and more muddy.

Just as I was looking around and was about to ask someone to help me, a laughing voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Teacher, do you need any help?

I froze all over, and when I looked back, Shang Muxiao was standing two meters behind me, not knowing how long he had been following.

Glancing lightly across his face, I pursed my lips and turned back to the front.

come over. ' I said in a voice he could hear.

He laughed even harder, and with the sound of stomping leaves, he quickly came to me.

Come and watch my game, okay? He put his hand on the wheelchair handle and didn't exert any force. The words were a request, but they didn't give me any choice.

your game? He just kept mentioning the game in his text messages, I thought he was going to invite me to a basketball or football game or something, but it turned out to be his own game?

Qingwan International Circuit, at nine o'clock tomorrow night, VIP box No. 16. He tapped the grip with his index finger, waiting for my answer, come or not?

In this case, can I say no?

understood. I reluctantly agreed.

As soon as the voice fell, the wheelchair was pushed out of the mud pit. Shang Muxiao did not stop there, but pushed me all the way until the end of this section of Wutong Avenue.

He waved his mobile phone at me: The e-ticket has been issued to you, remember to arrive on time. When I glanced at the time on my phone, I looked a little surprised, ah, it's too late for my class. He said so, but his movements were still slow and leisurely.

Then I'm leaving, see you tomorrow.

He stood where he was and didn't leave, watching me quietly until I also told him see you tomorrow, and he waved goodbye to me with his invisible tail, like a son of a bitch touched by the password.

The e-ticket that Shang Muxiao sent me has a huge QR code in the center, with the words Qingwan 3rd Frost Cup Motorcycle Grand Prix written on the top.

Sports have no relationship with me. I don't know any sports events, and I don't know what the Frost Cup is. At first, I was a little worried about what kind of underground black game it was. But then I thought that since it can be held three times, it should be... somewhat formal.

The next night, I went out two hours early. However, the International Circuit is far in the countryside. The first time I went there, it took me a long time to find the parking lot. It was already 8:50 when I checked in.

Shang Muxiao texted me at eight o'clock and asked where I was, but I was driving and didn't reply. At 8:30 he called again. Unfortunately, I was struggling to find a parking space and accidentally hung up. At 8:40, seeing that I can't get a message or answer the phone, he sent three words, and he could sense his low air pressure just by looking at it.

You lied to me

Resisting the urge to sigh, I took the elevator to the VIP box and replied to his message, telling him that I had arrived.

He didn't reply, I don't know if he was busy.

The entire racetrack was brightly lit, and there were many spectators sitting in the main stand, and some people even pulled up banners. The higher you go, the more you can overlook the entire track. The VIP room is located at the highest point, facing the starting line, with an excellent view.

Welcome to the 3rd Frost Cup Motorcycle Grand Prix in Qingwan. Next, please allow me to explain this competition passionately for everyone.

As soon as I entered Box 16, I heard the sound of commentary coming from the big screen hanging high.

Yin Nuo, who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, turned around and looked at me in surprise: Professor Bei?

He didn't seem to know I was coming.

I frowned and explained the situation to him: Shang Muxiao wanted me to come.

He was stunned for a moment, looking a little confused, but he accepted my words.

The game is about to start. He got out of the way and let me look.

The box is very spacious, with a bar, sofa, TV, and a bottle of sparkling wine in an ice bucket on the bar. Looking down from the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can clearly see the heavy motorcycles parked in the starting grid, neatly arranged and ready to go.

Ah Xiao is there... Yin Nuo pointed to the driver in the blue racing suit at the front of the queue, then moved his finger back and pointed to the driver in the red racing suit behind, Yan Yi was there.