Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

On the highway leading to Quanyang City, an open-top red sports car was speeding forward like a bolt of lightning.    

"Wow!"    

Zhang Yang stood up from the back seat. His hair was upside down and his mouth was full of wind. His facial expression was distorted by the high speed wind, making it hard for him to breathe.    

Ouyang Zhanyan … Ye Zichen drove quietly with his beautiful eyes looking straight ahead. Zhang Yang stuck out his head from behind and was able to see the excitement on her face.    

Weng! *    

There was a large truck blocking the way ahead. Ouyang Zhanyan turned the steering wheel quickly with both of her hands, and then with her right hand, she pushed the truck forward. With a swoosh, she sped up her speed.    

Zhang Yang couldn't help but to be surprised as he watched her driving from behind. He had to admit, she was beautiful and her driving posture was also very cool. The most important thing was the visual impact brought by her speed, which made Zhang Yang excited.    

Moreover, he didn't expect Ouyang Zhanyan, a gentle beauty, to like to drive fast cars. From the look of excitement on her face, he could tell that she was also releasing some kind of emotion.    

Zhang Yang's previous self wasn't even a loser, at most he was just a poor person. However, he was very obsessed with famous cars and was often immersed in his own fantasy world. Therefore, Zhang Yang could naturally feel this obsession.    

"Hey, beauty, let me drive for a bit." Zhang Yang shouted from behind.    

Hearing that, Ouyang Zhanyan smiled sweetly and said, "Alright, there's an emergency stop not far ahead."    

After saying so, she asked half-jokingly, "Sir, do you usually live there?"    

She was referring to Zhang Yang's residence. Actually, she was very curious in her heart. From her point of view, with Zhang Yang's ability, why would he live in such a place? It must be a temporary residence.    

"Yes, I live there. It's near the school."    

"School?" Ouyang Zhanyan was stunned and then suddenly exclaimed in admiration, "I didn't expect you to be a teacher of the people. You are so young and yet so young."    

Zhang Yang looked at him strangely. Suddenly, a smile appeared on his face. He shook his head and said, "No, I'm a student of Qinghai No.1 Middle School. I live there to prepare for the college entrance exam."    

"Ugh …"    

The greatest embarrassment in the world was when a beautiful woman flattered a horse. Ouyang Zhan Yan was speechless, and her flawless face turned red and red.    

Amidst the awkwardness, he was also surprised.    

This guy, this young man, this young man with outstanding medical skills is actually a high school student, truly a monster.    

"Has the makeshift lane arrived yet?" Zhang Yang rubbed his hands excitedly. He couldn't help but be eager to give it a try.    

"Soon." Ouyang Zhanyan subconsciously responded after she recovered from her shock and prepared to quietly drive the car.    

Suddenly, at this moment, Zhang Yang, who was standing in the back seat, frowned and looked behind him.    

In the distance, a black sports car came out from behind them and sped toward them.    

The speed of the black sports car was extremely fast.    

This time, Zhang Yang clearly saw that it was an expensive McLaren 4. It was red and black and had a streamlined appearance. It came closer and closer like a bolt of lightning.    

"Whiz!"    

In the blink of an eye, McLaren sped past them. Zhang Yang originally wanted to shout out loud, but he didn't expect the speeding sports car to slow down. When Ouyang Zhanyan overtook it, the car accelerated again and started to drive side by side.    

At the same time, the glass in the driver's seat slowly fell down, revealing a handsome face.    

This was a young man around the age of twenty-seven or twenty-eight. He had a dignified appearance, but he did not have the mature and steady appearance of a mature young man. Instead, he exuded an aura that could be felt through the air.    

The young man also clearly saw Ouyang Zhanyan's appearance. His eyes couldn't help but flash with a bright light. The lust deep in his eyes was very obscure, but it was clearly seen by Zhang Yang.    

"Hey, beauty, the car's not bad." The young man started the conversation in a very casual manner. It was clear that he was an experienced player.    

Ouyang Zhanyan frowned slightly but didn't say anything. She had met people who took the initiative to strike up a conversation countless times, but she didn't have a good impression of either of them.    

He sped up, ready to pass.    

However, the young man was not willing to give up so easily. His driving skills were not bad. As Ouyang Zhanyan accelerated, the black sports car sped up and once again collided with Ouyang Zhanyan's sports car.    

"Beautiful girl, I mean no harm, why should I hide? I'm not done talking yet, your car's not bad, and you're not bad looking."    

The youth continued with a tone full of lechery and teasing. As for Zhang Yang, who was standing in the back seat, he was completely ignored by the other party as if he was a retard, never even glancing at him.    

His actions not only displeased the man, but also angered Ouyang Zhanyan. Her charming smile gradually faded as she stepped on the gas pedal, ready to throw the piece of dog skin plaster off.    

Who would have thought that the young man would be able to start up faster than her? With a sudden burst of speed, he appeared right in front of Maserati, blocking her path.    

Zhang Yang, who had been standing in the back seat, became even more annoyed when he saw this situation. It wasn't because Ouyang Zhanyan was being talked to, but because this guy was shaking his head in front of him.    

Ouyang Zhanyan, who was sitting in the driver's seat, also frowned slightly. It was obvious that she was disgusted by the sticky ointment in front of her. Unfortunately, her driving skills were not that good, so it would be difficult for her to get rid of him.    

At that moment, the sportscar in front of them suddenly opened up a path for them. Ouyang Zhanyan took the opportunity to speed up, but who knew that the other side would also speed up, bringing the two cars together again.    

"Beautiful girl, what's the number? Can you tell me?" The young man asked politely.    

"No comment." Apparently, Ouyang Zhanyan was angry and sped up once again.    

"Eh? Is the beauty angry? "    

The youth heard the impatience in her tone but didn't care much about it. Instead he became more excited.    

As the vice president of a branch company, Zhang Jun could only find the thrill of racing on the highway when driving fast. Back then, he got a lot of girls after racing. At first, they were all cold, but later they were still under him.    

Unfortunately, something happened later. He said goodbye to his favorite racing hobbies and became the vice president of a branch office.    

Thinking about this, Zhang Jun's expression became a bit irritated and complicated, but it quickly disappeared.    

"Beauty, how about we go for a ride? "If I win, you can give me your phone number, and reward me by asking me to treat you to a meal. If I lose, I'll be at the mercy of a beautiful woman."    

Seeing that Ouyang Zhanyan was about to pass the car again, he suddenly accelerated and once again ran to the front of the car. This was one of the methods he used to pick up girls in the past.    

Ouyang Zhanyan stomped her feet in anger. If she was teased like this in the past, she would have already crashed into him without a care. Knowing that the date of her death was approaching, she had thoughts of living.    

"Is the makeshift lane here yet?" At that moment, Zhang Yang's voice sounded. His gaze never left the black sports car in front of him.    

"One hundred more meters."    

Ouyang Zhanyan looked at Zhang Yang and asked tentatively, "Are you really going to open it?"    

"Didn't we agree on that just now?" Zhang Yang was a bit unhappy.    

"No, that's not what I meant."    

Ouyang Zhanyan hurriedly explained, but she was in no hurry to pass the car. Soon, she stopped in front of a temporary stop 100 meters away from the passenger seat.    

"Hehe, it's finally my turn."    

Zhang Yang directly jumped onto the driver's seat from the back seat. He rubbed his hands excitedly, touched the steering wheel and the fender, then lowered his head to look at the throttle and the confluence …    

Upon seeing his expression, Ouyang Zhanyan, who was standing to the side, suddenly had a bad feeling.    

"Mr Zhang, y-you know how to drive, right?"    

"Tsk, what are you talking about? How could I not know how to drive? Can something so simple stop me? I saw all the movements when you were driving just now."    

Zhang Yang had a look of disdain on his face. He put the car in gear, accelerated, and turned the steering wheel …    

Ouyang Zhanyan was obviously still in a daze as she carefully thought back to his words.    

The next moment, her face turned pale.    

At the same time, there was a boom, and the engine roared like a wild beast. Maserati shot forward like a bolt of lightning.    

On the other side, Zhang Jun's mouth curved into a sneer when he saw the beauty behind him stop the car and the silly guy get into the driver's seat.    

How similar this scene was, and how worth recalling!    

Back then, he had a race with a guy and humiliated that guy in the driveway. In the end, his girlfriend took the initiative to throw herself into his arms. Zhang Jun clearly remembered that the taste of that beauty was very memorable.    

Hmph, that's exactly what I want.    

As Maserati's speed approached, Zhang Jun turned the steering wheel to the left in time, preparing to suppress the other party's path. This was also a common tactic used in racing cars.    

However, just when Zhang Jun thought that he had succeeded, his disdainful expression suddenly changed.    

This time, it was different from the past. The other party did not slow down, nor did he seek to overtake him and change his direction. Instead, he crazily sped up, becoming faster and faster … The feeling he gave off was that he wanted to directly collide against that person.    

Ten meters apart.    

No deceleration.    

Five meters.    

Still no sign of slowing down, the red Maserati was like a roaring red beast.    

"What is this guy doing? Are we going to perish together?"    

Seeing the red sports car coming from behind, getting closer and closer to him, Zhang Jun's face instantly turned pale and cold sweat dripped from his forehead. He was very clear that at this speed, if he bumped into the car, the car could be destroyed.    

Is this guy crazy?    

No, there was no one in this world who was not afraid of death. If not, he would not have done such a thing!    

Zhang Jun repeatedly warned himself, but his heart was getting more and more nervous, his face was getting more and more serious, and his heartbeat was getting more and more intense.    

"Madman!"    

Seeing that the other party was about to collide, Zhang Jun's heart directly collapsed. He quickly turned the steering wheel and the sports car, which was moving at high speed, swerved to the right side of the driveway.    

"Hahahaha, idiot! You still dare to race with me? Go eat sh * t!"    

As he passed by, he heard an exceptionally clear and arrogant voice.    

"F * ck me!"    

Zhang Jun roared with his bloodshot eyes. As a former racer, this was a direct slap to his face.    

He suddenly stepped on the throttle and accelerated. Following which, the two black and red sports cars started to chase each other like ferocious beasts.