When Chuck’s gaze lingered on Andrea, his heart couldn’t help but beat rapidly.
Over the past two years, Andrea seemed to have become even more beautiful, her temperament more noble and elegant. Although she rarely talked about her family background, anyone could tell from her demeanor that Andrea was definitely not from an ordinary family.
Her beauty had captivated Chuck and many male students, but Andrea was a lively and clever girl who could be brotherly with male classmates yet unwilling to commit to a relationship with anyone.
Alas! What a pity!
“Chuck, what are you spacing out for? Start the car quickly,” Mina, sitting in the passenger seat, urged Chuck.
“Oh, okay.” Chuck quickly started the car and drove towards the racetrack.
Just past noon, the sunlight had changed from morning’s gentle warmth to a sweat-inducing temperature, but the racetrack in the city center was already crowded.
This was the second-to-last stop of the F1 European Tour. Racers who advanced in this race could go to Monte Carlo for the semi-finals and compete for the world championship.
The most promising champion in this race was the Japanese racer Hazawa Tsukasa.
Many female racing fans were his die-hard fans, and a prominent area was designated in the spectator section for them to cheer for him.
Suddenly, the broadcast sound rang out in every corner of the racetrack. He excitedly pointed to the track and said: “Look! The race is about to start. You can take a careful look at Yano Zenji’s performance.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Chuck immediately shut his mouth, clearly showing an attitude of wanting to concentrate on watching the race.
“I’ll ask one last question – what number is Yano Zenji?” Andolie quickly threw out the most important question, afraid she would be confused and watch for a long time without understanding.
“Yano Zenji is car number seventeen.”
Andolie turned her gaze to the racetrack, her entire being filled with anticipation.
The race ended, and all the race car drivers had long since retired to the athletes’ rest room, leisurely taking showers and resting.
However, the fans in the audience seats had not dispersed. They still sat in their seats, making a loud clamor, shouting the names of the race car drivers they supported, regardless of whether those in the rest room could hear them.
