My Impression of Feng Ci Cannot Get Any Worse!

At the competition, the shouting and cheering never ceased. 

After Qi Yuyang changed and put on all his gear, he drove his car to the start line. 

When he saw Lou Yufei surrounded by other racers and workers, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"The competition hasn't even started yet she's already making a big deal out of herself. It's not like she for sure will get number one. Her average speed is slower than Fei Lai's!"

One of the male racers who crowded Lou Yufei turned his head, "Yuyang, how come you are talking down on others? That only makes you look bad."

"Exactly. Though sister Fei's average speed isn't as fast as Fei Lai's, she's still the ray of hope for our country. You don't need to encourage her, but you shouldn't discourage her. Did she ever wrong you?"

Someone else commented, "Ah, I know. He's a Feng Ci fan. The die-hard kind. I'm sure he's here to talk on behalf of his idol."