Chapter 268 Song Ni Shoots a Vlog

Song Ni truly wanted to see Tan Zheng race cars. In her opinion, the matter of Xi Jin Jiang had been resolved, and Tan Zheng's inner turmoil was close to being unraveled. She didn't intend to interfere with whether Tan Zheng returned to professional racing, but he could surely participate in friendly competitions with the club's younger members privately. Song Ni carefully observed Tan Zheng's emotions. Seeing that he showed no reluctance, she nodded. She stood on her tiptoes, very close to Tan Zheng, and said, "I think you look incredibly handsome when you're racing." Tan Zheng was most susceptible to Song Ni's straightforward praise and affection. "Since you like it, I'll race with them then." Upon learning that Tan Zheng would join their race, one person rejoiced and another despaired. Rejoicing was Huan Yuan, who finally had the chance to race alongside his idol. Despairing was Sheng Jiang, for whom winning against Huan Yuan was already a tough challenge; with Tan Zheng's addition, it would be hopeless. Sheng Jiang exclaimed, "Old Wang, if I lose this time, you can't blame me! Blame Brother Tan!" Tan Zheng: "??????? Blame him for being too strong?" "Can't you have a bit more spirit? Why are you backing down before we've even started?" Sheng Jiang: ...... "Is my bit of spirit enough for you?" He certainly felt it wasn't. Who could match Tan Zheng in terms of spirit? Only Tan Zheng played the wildest and most recklessly. Besides, what good was spirit? In the face of absolute skill, spirit could only come second. Tan Zheng stopped bantering with Sheng Jiang and went inside to change. No matter how simple the race, Tan Zheng treated it seriously. Song Ni became a photographer, phone in hand, following him. "It's Friday today, the weather is clear. We're at the club, and our 'Tan Shen' is going to race against some of the club's youngsters today." "I'll quietly tell you all, 'Tan Shen' is actually quite nervous inside. Two of the club's kids are very skilled. He agreed to race because I told him he's incredibly handsome. Don't let his outwardly arrogant and difficult appearance fool you, he's actually very easy to coax." "He's going to change now, so I won't follow him in. I can watch, but you can't, darlings. Please be patient and wait a moment. I'll take pictures for you when he comes out. Spoiler alert: 'Tan Shen' looks absolutely stunning in his racing suit." "If you were 'Tan Shen's' fans before, you're probably about to cry with joy. Although he was handsome, arrogant, and cool before, I still think 'Tan Shen' is most handsome now because I've never seen him before, hahahaha." "It's been ten minutes. It seems 'Tan Shen' is having some difficulty putting on his clothes today." "But darlings, the longer we wait, the happier we'll be when we see him." "Let's guess what color racing suit 'Tan Shen' will choose today. I think he'll choose between red and black. Between these two, I lean more towards red, hehehe, because I told him the other day that he needs to be prosperous and vibrant for the New Year." "Don't let Tan Zheng's seemingly arrogant demeanor fool you, he's actually very considerate. He remembers everything I say and can surprise me from time to time. Of course, these surprises can be a bit straightforward, even a bit cheesy, but maybe I just like him that way." Tan Zheng, who had just finished changing and emerged: ...... He's cheesy? "Oh, our 'Tan Shen' is out! As expected, he chose red. Darlings, doesn't he look handsome?" Tan Zheng held his helmet in one hand and used his other hand to bite the strap by his mouth while adjusting his gloves. He heard her words and let out a soft laugh. "Cheesy one moment, handsome the next. Which is it?" Song Ni particularly liked the way Tan Zheng bit his glove strap just now, especially with his eyebrows slightly raised and a hint of mischievousness in the corner of his eyes. "Handsome, handsome, handsome! Absolutely stunning! Handsome, come, look at the camera!" Tan Zheng, as she wished, glanced at the camera. "What's with the interest in recording this today?" Song Ni blinked. "I've always wanted to record a vlog of you racing, but I couldn't last time when I was in the car." Tan Zheng actually disliked cameras; Song Ni had known this for a long time. She thought he would be reluctant, but he was surprisingly cooperative. "Handsome, is there anything you'd like to say to your fans in front of the camera?" The man's eyebrows twitched slightly. "Fans?" "Play along, quick." Tan Zheng: ...... "Just look." Song Ni: ...... "That's it? Nothing more?" "Mm." With that, Tan Zheng strode out holding his helmet, and Song Ni followed behind, recording his back. She even used a photographic technique, squatting down to get a close-up shot of Tan Zheng's long legs. "Darlings, with 'Tan Shen's' legs, I could play for ten thousand years." Fortunately for Song Ni, Tan Zheng didn't hear this, or her legs might have been played with for ten thousand years. What was originally just a simple internal club competition was made to feel incredibly formal due to Tan Zheng's participation. The club's referees had changed into professional attire, photographers from the publicity department arrived with their large equipment, and other resting members immediately rushed to the training ground upon hearing the news. Song Ni was slightly taken aback by the level of attention. "Darlings, it seems everyone is eagerly anticipating 'Tan Shen's' race against the club's kids. You must be excited too." "I might not have the energy to provide commentary for you later, as I need to focus on watching the race and admiring 'Tan Shen's' demeanor." As she spoke, Song Ni had fallen a considerable distance behind. She quickly put away her phone and was about to jog to catch up when Tan Zheng, who had stopped ahead, turned around and extended his hand to Song Ni. "I've told you many times, don't play with your phone while walking. You'll fall and hurt yourself." Song Ni took his hand and, right in front of him, took out her phone again and pointed it at him. "Don't I have you? You won't let me fall." Tan Zheng squeezed Song Ni's hand and led her to the designated photography area. "If you feel that your phone isn't enough, you can use professional equipment." Song Ni smiled and kissed Tan Zheng on the cheek. "Good luck!" After saying that, Song Ni's own heartbeat began to race uncontrollably. Today, she was fulfilling a small wish of hers: cheering for Tan Zheng from the sidelines of the race. Sheng Jiang was already by his car and looked a little unhappy seeing this. "Brother Tan, you're cheating! You have Sister Ni cheering for you, and we have no one." Tan Zheng first lowered his head and kissed Song Ni back, then slowly walked down. By the car, he looked at Sheng Jiang. "If you have the ability, find yourself a girlfriend then." Sheng Jiang: ...... He was barely eighteen, he was still young. After the joking, everyone collected themselves and returned to the race track with seriousness and dedication. Before putting on his helmet, Tan Zheng looked at Huan Yuan beside him. "They all say you're the second me. Today, let me see how strong the second me is." Huan Yuan's lips pressed into a thin line; he said nothing. On the race track, everyone wants to win, even if their opponent is their idol.