On the large screen behind the ceremony stage, Xie Chenmin's name exploded with the firework effects.
In the crowd below the stage, the members of the Wonderful racing team carried Xie Chenmin high as if they had won the championship, tossing him up and catching him repeatedly.
Ji Chengling stood staring blankly at the large screen, completely stunned.
No.4 Xie Chenmin 02:39:58
No.5 Li Xiaoqiang 02:45:16
No.6 Ji Chengling 02:58:47
Ji Chengling couldn't believe that he had lost not only to his own teammate but also to Xie Chenmin, who, in his opinion, was still wet behind the ears.
Though he had already lost to him once before on the TS race track.
But Ji Chengling arrogantly believed that it was because Xie Chenmin had performed exceptionally well that day, and he had not performed to his best.
Yet at this moment, in an official race, Xie Chenmin had once again slapped him hard in the face.
"Brother Ling? Brother Ling..."
