"No kidding, honestly, snatching the fastest lap from you gives me more joy than standing on the podium at the Red Bull Ring last week." Zhou Guanyu laughed.
Qin Miao snorted, then said casually, "I remember someone has a total of 39 points, right? I seem to have 123 points. Let me calculate, oh man, driving this afternoon really wore me out, my brain is a bit slow. Old Zhou, can you calculate how many 39s I can get out of my total points?"
Hearing Qin Miao's words, Zhou Guanyu dodged to the side with a look of disdain as if avoiding dog poop.
How unlucky!
"Hahahaha!" Qin Miao laughed heartily.
The two quickly switched topics, chatting about the recent CSGO matches. Due to well-known reasons, the CSGO competitions have been held online recently, otherwise, they really wanted to participate in offline matches.
They chatted for about seven to eight minutes, then there was a knock at Qin Miao's door. Turning his head, he saw Leclerc's handsome face at the door, holding a gift.
