Lu Xiaomian's voice was a bit soft: "Whirlwind Racing Team, the name of the team sure sounds very powerful."
Although Su Li didn't have any reaction, Zhao Xiaoyan was ecstatic when she saw that Lu Xiaomian and Xu Haohao were on the hook. She sat down in a vacant seat nearby and began introducing, counting on her fingers: "The captain of the Whirlwind Racing Team is Tong Feibai, the Car King, right? It's a team from our Jiangzhou City. They've had excellent results in one race after another, and whenever their team appears, other teams are scared off. They're truly invincible!"
Su Li's lips curled slightly at these words, with a faint, intriguing smile on her lips.
Zhao Xiaoyan can really boast and lie; last night in the Whirlwind Racing Team's WeChat group, the youngest youth, Hu Zi, said pitifully that he hoped he wouldn't let Su Li down.
They were probably going to have a hard time making it to the next round; there were too many strong racers nationwide.
