Quick Transmigration: The Yandere Boss Pretends to Be Well After He's Gone Mad

Chapter 563 The High-and-mighty, Two-Faced Academic Genius (Gong) VS The Unrestrained, Charming, and

The sprint race officially began at 4:30 p.m.

Before the start, all GT cars must participate in a 15-minute qualifying session to determine the starting pole position for the race, also known as the first starting grid. In the race, the starting grid position is determined by the fastest lap time in qualifying.

Jiang Xiyu was in the first group of qualifying, so after testing the car and familiarizing himself with the road conditions, he threw himself into qualifying and broke his own fastest lap record.

Next, all we need to do is wait for all the participants to finish their qualifying rounds, and then determine the starting positions based on their rankings.

After he finished his qualifying match, Zhou Xi and the others came down from the stands.

Normally, no one other than staff members are allowed to enter the P room, but Zhou Xi and his group were all SVIPs of the Firmo Club and also the financial backers of Jiang Xiyu's racing team, so no one dared to stop them when they came in.

The staff in the pit lane were inspecting the race cars, while Jiang Xiyu sat in his seat, watching the timer on the screen and the real-time status of the race.

The team manager was talking to him about some precautions, and Jiang Xiyu nodded slightly as he listened.

After Zhou Xi and the others came in, Lu Ziqi was the first to see the figure in the racing suit and called out softly, "Brother."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiyu turned her head and then stood up.

He was wearing a black and white color-blocked racing suit, which was very tight and cinched his waist. His two straight and strong legs made his tall and upright figure particularly eye-catching.

He wasn't wearing a helmet; his shoulder-length hair was casually tied back with a hair tie, revealing slightly aggressive features. When he turned to look at me, his gaze seemed to sweep over me lazily, yet it was full of tension.

Finally, his gaze fell upon something, and suddenly the corners of his lips curled up, revealing a half-smile.

"Why are you here?"

Lu Ziqi said with a smile, "I came here specifically to cheer you on, brother."

As he spoke, he circled around Jiang Xiyu, praising him, "Brother, you look so damn handsome in this outfit."

Zhou Xi glanced around.

The team manager nodded in greeting and then quickly gestured for the staff to leave.

As soon as they left, Bai Chengci's figure, who followed at the very back, became particularly noticeable.

Jiang Xiyu spotted him at a glance.

Bai Chengci was dressed in a simple black outfit, with her shirt sleeves rolled up to reveal her pale arms, making her look refreshing and clean.

After a moment of eye contact, Jiang Xiyu raised his chin and asked the person next to him, "Why is he here?"

When Lu Ziqi saw that he was talking about Bai Chengci, he deliberately lowered his voice and said, "For Xu Yunzhi."

Jiang Xiyu raised an eyebrow, a strand of sweaty hair falling from his forehead, just enough to obscure his amused gaze.

He chuckled ambiguously, "Is that so?"

Lu Ziqi had no desire to talk to Jiang Xiyu about Bai Chengci, and replied with great disdain, "He said it himself."

Bai Chengci stood still, but the hand holding her phone, which was hanging at her side, seemed to lift up almost imperceptibly.

The waist is so thin.

Zhou Xi exchanged a few pleasantries with the team manager, and after they left, he went over and patted Jiang Xiyu on the shoulder, saying, "Focus on the race. Winning or losing is secondary; safety comes first."

Lu Ziqi chimed in, "Yes, although I believe you will win, brother, you still need to be careful."

When Jiang Xiyu first joined Firmo Club, every match he played felt like he was risking his life.

I've been through rollovers and injuries; I've pushed myself to the limit.

Today's match, although it was a formal competition, was really just for fun, so there was no need to take it too seriously.

Jiang Xiyu looked away and nodded after listening.

However, even if that's the case, it's impossible for him to actually lose this match.

After all, he also needs to make money from this match.

Besides, who knows what those two young masters and those wealthy young men are betting on him? If they lose, it will be troublesome.

Jiang Xiyu didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble; the best way was to win.

So when asked about their concern, Jiang Xiyu simply said, "I'll do my best."

Lu Ziqi said happily, "After the competition, whatever you want, I can give it to you."

Jiang Xiyu wasn't very interested: "Let's talk about it after the competition."

Zhou Xi noticed that Jiang Xiyu was still driving that pink and blue race car and couldn't help but ask, "Why are you still driving this race car? I remember I got you a new one."

Jiang Xiyu smiled nonchalantly: "That car has a better feel for it."

Lu Ziqi said, "You don't understand, do you? The pinker the car, the more aggressive it is in the race."

"Otherwise, my brother would be the champion every year."

Zhou Xi didn't refute it: "What you said makes some sense."

The smile on Jiang Xiyu's lips didn't fade, which could be considered tacit agreement.

Lu Ziqi adored Jiang Xiyu so much that he couldn't resist reaching out to hug her.

Suddenly, a chill crept up from behind me.

The P-house was built under the stands, which was already shady, and the air was filled with the cold smell of engine oil and metal.

So when that icy aura approached, Lu Ziqi simply shrank his neck and didn't turn around.

But before he knew it, Bai Chengci's figure had already walked up behind him.

Bai Chengci was very tall, and when he approached with an expressionless face, he exuded an inexplicable sense of oppression.

When Lu Ziqi saw Zhou Xi looking at him, he turned around and was startled. He immediately forgot about the hug and jumped a meter away, cursing, "Damn it, you're like a ghost, walking without making a sound. What are you doing standing behind me?"

Zhou Xi thought he wouldn't come, so when he saw him arrive, she feigned friendliness and asked, "This is...?"

Bai Chengci didn't look at them. Her eyes were light in color as she quietly stared at Jiang Xiyu, like clean snow, so pure that it made people feel inexplicably adorable.

Jiang Xiyu wanted to see what kind of teeth he could spit out, so she silently stared at him for a moment before looking away and urging him to leave, "It's almost time."

Zhou Xi glanced at the time on the screen. The main race was indeed about to begin. On one screen, the results of the first few groups in the qualifying rounds were being tallied, while on the other screen, the last group was making their final sprint.

Zhou Xi glanced at Jiang Xiyu one last time and said, "Be careful, I'll wait for you."

Jiang Xiyu didn't pay much attention to those words and just casually hummed in response.

"Brother, keep it up." Lu Ziqi said as he walked back, then turned to Bai Chengci in a somewhat unfriendly tone, "Hey, how long are you going to stand here? Come on, don't bother my brother."

Lu Ziqi tried to reach out and pull him.

Bai Chengci lowered her eyes and glanced at him indifferently.

Lu Ziqi cursed inwardly, his hand frozen in mid-air.

"No, spit it out already."

Bai Chengci ignored him, but looked at Jiang Xiyu and finally spoke her first words.

He politely asked, "May I take your picture?"

"..."

The pit lane fell silent instantly, with only the noise from outside the track flooding in like a tide.

Lu Ziqi and Zhou Xi were both puzzled by what he said.

Jiang Xiyu tightened her jaw, thinking, "Forget it, don't curse."

Even though Jiang Xiyu was mentally prepared for Bai Chengci's rambling, he was still speechless at Bai Chengci's words.

What the hell?

Photograph?

I'll take your picture.

Jiang Xiyu coldly refused: "No."

Bai Chengci let out an "oh," and lowered her eyes as if dejected.

“Then I’ll tell Xu Yunzhi that you don’t want to take pictures.”

Jiang Xiyu: "..."

I laughed. What's it to him?