How could heaven treat her so well? She suddenly performed exceptionally, while God chose to keep it low-key. As a result, they ended up with such close scores and can start shoulder to shoulder.
Bai He couldn't help waving to God from the car window: "G-God, can I get your autograph after the race?"
God slightly turned his head and gave her a reserved glance.
Without speaking, he nodded.
Cool!
So cool!
Bai He's heart skipped a beat.
The great God agreed so easily; she must give her best performance in the race later.
The competitor parked on her other side teased: "Hey, Miss Bai, are you here to race or to chase idols? Is G your idol?"
Bai He's cheeks flushed, and she suddenly glanced at the stands and quickly looked back, her heartbeat racing faster than ever. She pressed her lips: "Not really. G-God certainly has solid skills that I genuinely admire and look up to. He is also my racing aspiration. But right now, my idol is the Ancestor, no one can replace them!"
