After the two changed their clothes, they set off.

Sheng Jiang rode very fast, and Song Ni couldn't catch up, so she followed him at a distance. Wherever Sheng Jiang rode, Song Ni followed.

After about half an hour, Sheng Jiang stopped.

When he took off his helmet, the worry in his eyebrows had dissipated, and he looked at Song Ni who had just stopped.

"Sister Ni, it seems you still have to practice."

Song Ni took off his helmet and shook his head casually a few times to fix his hair.

"How can I compare to you? I have just learned that it is not long before I have to catch up with you. It is normal to have difficulty catching up with you."

Sheng Jiang was stunned for a moment and thought about Song Ni's words repeatedly.

Seeing his serious look, Song Ni smiled and continued.

"No one is born to win or win the championship, even your Brother Tan. You all say that he has extremely high talent, but he also has to go through a lot of training before the competition, and he can't compare when he just participates in the competition.

Those mature racing drivers will make progress, and as long as they are willing to come back and work hard, they will eventually get closer and closer to what you want."

"Xiao Jiang, do you really think you can't compete with me?"

Song Ni can actually understand everything.

After Huoyong came to the club, Sheng Jiang became less confident. Huoyong was only three or four years older than him, but he had already participated in many competitions and won many championships, and even had the title of second Tan Zheng.

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Under such a comparison, it is normal for Sheng Jiang to doubt his abilities, especially after the match with Huo Yuan.

Sheng Jiang's eyebrows drooped as Song Ni said something deep into his heart.

he asked.
Chapter completed!