IETSTSMLARA | The Vicious Support Male Lead is a Bit Sweet | 12
"These shameless bunch," Lin Tang muttered under his breath, but inwardly he felt a strange sense of unease. When he looked up, Lin Su's large hand happened to fall on his head, warm and dry, like a flame on dry tinder, capable of igniting a fire several meters high in an instant.
"Tangtang," as if not satisfied, Lin Su called out with a deep, indulgent voice. It wasn't loud enough for the group of friends to hear, but it happened to be just right for Lin Tang to hear clearly.
"Brother," Lin Tang's heart fluttered, and his gaze swept over Lin Su. Even from afar, others could perceive Lin Su's good figure, let alone when he was this close.
Especially the tightly buttoned collar he saw when he looked up, so neat and tidy, yet it made him want to undo it slightly.
It seems like he is not any worse than Brother Hong? It's only been a few months, and Big Brother's figure is already this good?
With these thoughts in mind, Lin Tang wanted to slap himself. Beauty is deceptive, beauty is deceptive. This is his big brother; he shouldn't be having such thoughts.
Lin Su nodded and glanced at his watch. "It seems it's almost time."
"Yeah..." Lin Tang replied, but his eyes remained fixed on Lin Su's hand movements, feeling overwhelmed.
It's just such a simple gesture, why does it look so... sexy?
The young master was still feeling a bit dizzy, but thankfully, Luo Fei came up and signaled to Lin Su, "Brother Lin is here."
With a wink, Lin Su understood that Luo Fei had taken care of what he had instructed. He smiled and nodded, saying, "Hmm, Luo Fei, it's been a while."
While everyone here was enjoying themselves, Hu Jie couldn't help but feel a bit disdainful. "Oh, it seems that Young Master Lin hasn't been weaned yet. He needs parental supervision even for a race. Well, he's still a minor even though he is only twenty years old."
Lin Tang's lips, which had been slightly upturned, immediately turned downward. He rolled his eyes and retorted, "Hey, I have my reasons. If you have the ability, why don't you call your parents here?"
Although Hu Jie's family was wealthy, aside from him, there were several other brothers, and who knows how many illegitimate children there were outside. With so many children, it wasn't surprising that they weren't given much attention individually.
As long as Hu Jie ate well, drank well, and didn't cause trouble, his father wouldn't bother him. But racing was clearly considered troublemaking, and if he really called his parents, he might end up getting a scolding.
Hu Jie was left speechless, unable to say anything. Whatever he wanted to say, he gritted his teeth and swallowed it.
Lin Su couldn't help but chuckle lightly. The way the young master's sharp tongue left others speechless was both adorable and amusing.
"What are you laughing at?" Lin Tang didn't feel embarrassed at first, but the soft laugh in his ear made him feel a slight warmth on his face.
"Your words were spot on," Lin Su said, putting his arm around Lin Tang's shoulder. "Didn't you say you wanted me to see your new car? Let's go take a look."
Lin Tang was rarely praised, so his mood instantly brightened. He grabbed Lin Su's arm and went to admire his new car.
In informal races like this, the cars didn't have the typical racing car appearance. Although the young master's car looked a bit rugged, it clearly suited his tastes. With its vibrant colors and a young man in casual clothes leaning against it, it was quite pleasing to the eye.
As Lin Tang talked enthusiastically about the car, mentioning details about the engine and chassis, Lin Su listened attentively, showing genuine interest. Seeing Lin Su so earnestly engaged in the conversation made Lin Tang feel really pleased.
As he continued to talk excitedly, he was still somewhat reluctant to leave when the agreed-upon race time arrived.
"Big brother, watch how I crush him later," Lin Tang said as he settled into the car.
"Go for it," Lin Su bumped fists with him, like a pact between men.
At the same time, Hu Jie's car also pulled up nearby, but the person inside was not Hu Jie himself.
Lin Tang glanced over and furrowed his brows slightly. "Hu Jie, what's going on?"
Hu Jie walked over from the back of the car, seemingly having said something to the driver.
After a moment, he looked over through the front of the car and said, "What's the problem? Young Master Lin, I said I'd race against you, but I didn't say I'd personally be behind the wheel."
"Damn, you bastard!" Luo Fei cursed directly, his words laced with disdain.
The other friends naturally didn't hold back either. While they typically didn't adhere to rules themselves, they justified it believing it makes it fair. However, it was different when it affected them personally. This was blatant double standards.
Hu Jie's face showed no sign of anger, only smugness. "We never specified that we couldn't do this when we made the agreement. Let me tell you some good news: my driver just secured second place in the international races in M country."
As he spoke, he glanced mischievously at Lin Su beside him. Seeing Lin Su's calm demeanor, he bit his lip maliciously and said to Lin Tang, "Lin Tang, we agreed that if you lost, I could do whatever I wanted. Don't cry when the time comes."
Lin Su's face visibly darkened, and in the next moment, he turned around, opened the car door, and dragged the furious Lin Tang who was unsure whether to explain or to retaliate out of the car, and got in himself.
Everyone was bewildered, and Lin Tang was left puzzled, still holding onto the car door. "Lin Su, what are you doing?"
"I'll race for you, I'll bear the consequences for you," Lin Su unlocked the passenger door and said, "If you insist on joining, you can sit over there."
"I didn't..." Lin Tang's face was full of anxiety. Why was this guy causing trouble at such a critical moment?
"Are you done?" Hu Jie calmly sat in the passenger seat, wearing a mocking expression. "How much longer are you going to delay? It's almost time for the race."
At that moment, Lin Tang really wanted to tear off Hu Jie's face. He glared, then angrily sat in the passenger seat, fastening his seatbelt as if venting his frustration. "Fine, if I lose, I lose."
It was just a villa, and he could afford to lose. At most, he would be grounded by the old man at home for a month.
Damn it, it's too long!
Although the racetrack was not a professional racing track, it was equipped with all the necessary facilities.
As the engines roared to life, with the countdown timer reaching zero, the two cars burst forward in an instant, disappearing from the sight of onlookers in the blink of an eye, leaving only the lingering traces of their tail lights.
The standard length for a race is generally around 300 kilometers. According to the distance of the racetrack, 56 laps is the standard. Given the speed of international racers, completing one lap in just over a minute is not too difficult.
As the timer approached one minute and thirty seconds, the two cars zoomed past the spectators, one after the other, leaving behind only fleeting traces before disappearing into the distance.
The spectators couldn't help but rub their eyes simultaneously. Luo Fei muttered, "I think I might have been mistaken just now. It seems like Brother Lin's car was in front?"
It's okay if he didn't say it. When he said this, the other bystanders looked equally dumbfounded. "No, you didn't mistake it."
Indeed, it was Lin Su's car that was in the lead.
Even if he's not in the front, isn't it still intimidating? That's an international professional racer, not just someone randomly pulled off the street. And not only is Brother Lin not falling behind, he's actually pulling ahead.
As they're feeling dizzy and dazzled, those on Hu Jie's side are not willing to accept it: “It's just one lap, we'll see…” later
Two cars pass again, but this time it's not a close race. Lin Su's car directly distances itself from the one behind.
Who exactly is this Eldest Young Master Lin? The playboys collectively doubt their lives.
They're just spectators, but Lin Tian, who is actually in the passenger seat, had already prepared himself for the worst, only to find out that he's the one outpacing others.
If the cars weren't so fast, Lin Tang might have suspected that Hu Jie was tricking him. But with the car's extreme cornering speed, the kind that feels like it could throw you out at any moment, Lin Tang with his relatively professional skills, can immediately tell that he couldn't pull off such a maneuver.
Why are big brother's racing skills so amazing?
Lin Tang's mind was filled with disbelief. He wanted to speak up to express his thoughts, but he was afraid of biting his tongue if he opened his mouth.
As for the rest, he could only use "666" to express what he was thinking, the kind that floods the screen with it.
A man driving a car looks very handsome, especially when he drives cleanly and overtakes others effortlessly.
The roar of the car overwhelmed Lin Tang's overly intense heartbeat.
In the first lap, he could still keep up, but now he couldn't catch up with Lin Su's car anymore. Hu Jie beside him was getting anxious and couldn't help but curse: "Catch up already!"
"Are you not a professional racer? Is this your idea of being professional? Damn it, did I waste my money on you?"
"Speed up, how are we supposed to win like this, useless!"
During a race, the most taboo thing is to disturb the driver. The pressure on the racer increases when they're behind, even though it's just an informal race. The pressure from the car in front of him is even greater than the pressure from the first place in an official race.
But unfortunately, Hu Jie kept disturbing his thoughts, making him wish he could throw him out.
"Faster, faster," Hu Jie kept urging.
"Shut your mouth!" The racer was extremely angry, turned his head and shouted, but in that moment of distraction, the car, which was supposed to be turning, crashed straight into the nearby guardrail.
The roaring engine sent the car tumbling on the ground for two spins. Supervising race officials swiftly grabbed fire extinguishers and rushed to the scene. When they pulled the people out, both were unconscious.
Fortunately, the car's safety features were quite good. After a brief inspection, it was confirmed that they had lost, but there were no life-threatening injuries.
With one side unable to continue the race, the other side claimed victory. Lin Su's car parked steadily at the finish line, and when he got out, he faced the admiring eyes with the same calm demeanor as before.
Such an image elevated him even higher among the group of dandies, almost as if he had conquered Mount Everest.
Their previous antics, were they called racing? No, they were more like amateurish pecking. For real racing, they could follow his example.
Among the crowd, only Luo Fei managed to keep his composure and approached, showing even more courtesy than before: "Brother Lin, how did you learn to race? You're so amazing."
When a study slacker is excited, besides "f*ck", they can only "666" to express it.
"If you want to learn, I can teach you in the future," Lin Su said as he turned the car and opened the other side's door to lift the trembling young man with weak legs.
Lin Tang really couldn't open the car door or walk, partly because he was scared, but also partly because he was excited.
Compared to his racing partner he admires, his big brother is even more amazing than him. Even professional racers can’t compare to his big brother.
He's not a person, he's a god!
Lin Tang turned his head and glared at Luo Fei. "Who do you want to teach? Teach me first."
"Hmm," Lin Su agreed. However, the young master, who was now seated in the front passenger seat of the business car, realized belatedly that even though his big brother had won the race, he didn't seem particularly in a good mood.
Perhaps this is the loneliness of being a master.
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