After Lin Yan left, the old man He Dingkun sighed and said to He Lefeng, "Xiaofeng, don't talk to your sister Yan about the He family's motorcade in the future. No matter how much you talk, it will only increase your worries. You Yan

Sister has a lot of things to do herself."

Regarding Lin Yan's talk about replacing the members of the He family just now, He Dingkun regarded it as a joke.

Putting it into perspective, he is now a young and capable racing driver. No matter how much commission he is given, he will not join a junior racing team with no reputation and no future. This is tantamount to ruin.

My own professional youth.

"Grandpa, then let's..." He Lefeng frowned.

However, at this moment, the old man unexpectedly fell into silence and lit a cigarette that he had given up for a long time.

"Xiao Feng... racing was actually my grandpa's dream. Now, it has become an obsession... However, after persisting for so many years, every misfortune and powerlessness has made my grandpa remember it in his heart. Grandpa is not young at all."

Yes, I have been dreaming for a lifetime, maybe... it was the wrong dream."

Seeing the old man leaving lonely, He Lefeng felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

He Lefeng knew what racing meant to his grandfather.

He held on to his lifelong dream and paid a huge price for this dream. It was an absolutely indispensable part of my grandfather's life.

However, now, what destroys my grandfather is not the doubts about the so-called fake race, but the despair that there is no hope for the Hejia team.

In fact, He Lefeng still clearly remembers how many times in the past few years, his grandfather used a very low profile to beg event officials, beg for sponsorship, and beg for investment... just so that the He family team can continue.

However, if all that continues is despair on the track, it would be better to bury everything in the loess.

Dreams may indeed not be something that should exist at his age.

…

Yunjian Water Villa.

There were no lights on in Lin Yan's room, only the faint light on the computer screen.

A series of exclamations and excited explanations came from the computer.

On the computer screen, the career of Yeva, the god of death on the track, is playing.

"Won! This unknown newcomer actually defeated the king of the world's number one league, gd. A new king has risen! Her name is yeva!"

Almost instantly, too many images of Yeva’s professional track flashed across the computer screen.

Not long after, Yeva experienced its first failure.

The pinnacle game...

"This man has performed countless miracles. He led the wz team to the top, defeated gd, ushered in the peak game, and the new king rose!"

However, Yeva and her team wz ushered in the end of the king in the peak competition.

On the computer, it is clearly visible.

The championship trophy was taken away, and Yeva stood in the audience, looking at the trophy, her body trembling slightly.

What followed was a fall into the abyss and the death of the new king.

She once vowed [ Update soon ] that she would enter the top competition in this life and win her own trophy.

Since being banned from racing, Lin Yan's love for racing has been frozen in his heart.

However, the regret in my heart for the peak match has never disappeared.

After a long time, Lin Yan silently closed the computer.

The He family's motorcade was too important to Grandpa, and Lin Yan would not give up.

However, for her, it is impossible for her to take the field in person for the Hejia Racing Team in every game.

In this case, she might be able to select a group of... brand new teammates for herself.
Chapter completed!