Hearing this, Li Yue's face turned ashen, as if he had eaten feces.
However, the other girls scrambled to squeeze into Li Yue's Mercedes-Benz, filling it up completely, leaving him speechless.
Ye Feng's junior high class had over thirty students. At this moment, only eight or nine had cars, and each car had to seat four or five people.
The others quickly found cars to sit in. Originally, everyone's eyes lit up when they saw Ye Feng's handsome Audi.
But upon seeing the two large letters "A3," they all walked away with disgust, as if they had seen a plague god.
Seeing this, Ye Feng couldn't help but touch his nose and say, "Damn, A3 is that unpopular? Looks like I've been too low-key!"
Alas, people are so realistic. In their eyes, those who buy A3s are just showing off, and those who ride in A3s are even worse.
In the end, only the class monitor and Song Yang were left. They exchanged glances and reluctantly got into Ye Feng's car.
However, before getting into the car, the class monitor looked at Ye Feng's car with a hint of confusion. After he sat inside, he frowned deeply and said, "Huh, Ye Feng, your car..."
Just as the class monitor was about to say something, Li Yue, driving his Mercedes-Benz, turned around and stopped beside Ye Feng's car.
He looked at Ye Feng and said loudly, "Ye Feng, it's quite a distance to Dragon King Hall. How about we have a race? It'll add some fun to our class reunion."
"Uh? A race? No need! There are so many pedestrians and cars on the road, it would be bad if there was an accident!" Ye Feng refused.
However, Li Yue smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? Having pedestrians and cars is what truly showcases a driver's skill!"
"No, no, it would be bad if someone got hurt! It's harming others and oneself!" Ye Feng still shook his head and refused.
The people driving behind Li Yue saw this and chimed in, "Haha! Brother Yue, don't bully him!"
"Yeah! How can his broken Audi A3 compare to your Mercedes-Benz E-Class!"
"Exactly, the cars are several levels apart!"
Although the others seemed to be dissuading him, they were actually helping Li Yue mock Ye Feng.
Ye Feng knew why this guy was targeting him. It was definitely because Chen Xiaoyue had refused to ride in his Mercedes-Benz and had chosen Ye Feng's Audi, so he was taking his anger out on Ye Feng.
However, Ye Feng still ignored him. He was here to attend the class reunion, to see his deskmate, not to race and show off his wealth.
But Li Yue wouldn't let it go. He said, "Ye Feng, just a casual race! It's okay if you lose, it's not like we're taking your money!"
Ye Feng still shook his head.
Seeing this, Li Yue immediately mocked, "Ye Feng, are you scared? What a coward. If you're scared, just say it!"
Hearing this, Ye Feng became unhappy.
Was he scared? Of course not!
He just didn't want to show off, but he didn't expect this idiot to be so aggressive.
"Li Yue, if you want to race, find someone else. Ye Feng already said he won't race, why are you still babbling?" Ye Feng's deskmate, Song Yang, couldn't help but speak up.
Even a fool could see that Li Yue was deliberately trying to bully Ye Feng by relying on his better car.
Song Yang and Li Yue had had conflicts since junior high. Seeing Li Yue being so aggressive, he couldn't help but speak up.
Li Yue heard this and immediately retorted, "Damn it, did I say anything to you? You idiot who doesn't even have a car, what right do you have to speak here?"
Just as Song Yang was about to retort, Ye Feng stopped him with his hand and then looked at Li Yue, saying, "Alright! Li Yue, you really want to race, don't you!"
"Oh, what? Not scared anymore?" Li Yue said with slight surprise.
Ye Feng smiled and said, "Scared? Heh, I'm afraid you'll look ugly when you lose, that's why I'm not racing you!"
"Haha, hahaha! Did you hear that? What did he say? He actually said he was afraid I would look ugly when I lost, so he wasn't racing me!" Li Yue repeated Ye Feng's words with a laugh.
The people behind him also burst into laughter.
"Haha! This is the biggest joke I've ever heard!"
"A broken A3, and he wants to race a Mercedes-Benz E-Class? Where does that confidence come from!"
"This is nothing, the funniest part is, he actually said he was afraid Brother Yue would look ugly when he lost?"
Seeing their fawning behavior, Ye Feng shook his head speechlessly, feeling truly sorry for these guys.
Watching them mock him wildly, Ye Feng finally said, "You don't believe me? Want to make a bet?"
Li Yue immediately asked, "A bet? Alright! If you lose, you'll kneel down in front of everyone and call yourself a loser, an idiot, and a coward! Do you dare!"
"Okay! You just insulted my deskmate. If you lose, please kneel down and kowtow to apologize to my deskmate Song Yang!" Ye Feng glared at Li Yue and said.
Li Yue immediately nodded, "Okay! It's a deal!"
"Ye Feng, this won't do..." Song Yang hurriedly tried to dissuade Ye Feng.
However, at this moment, the class monitor blocked Song Yang and made a shushing gesture to him.
"Class monitor, what are you doing! Isn't Ye Feng challenging him to death? His car..." Song Yang was anxious.
But the class monitor revealed a mysterious smile and said, "Ye Feng probably won't lose!"
"Wh-why? Li Yue's car is so good! How can Ye Feng's car possibly beat him!" Song Yang was very confused.
Not only was Song Yang confused, but Chen Xiaoyue was also very puzzled. She knew Ye Feng's car was a bit fast, but it shouldn't be able to compete with a Mercedes-Benz E-Class.
After all, no matter how much an A3 was modified, it was still an A3, while a Mercedes-Benz E-Class was a large luxury car, and its configuration was not something an A3 could compare to.
She wanted to dissuade him, but seeing Ye Feng's confident expression, she ultimately didn't say anything.
"Alright! Let's have everyone be the referee! Half the people will watch them depart from here! The other half will wait at the entrance of Dragon King Hall..."
Thus, half the people went ahead to wait. After a few minutes, Ye Feng and Li Yue prepared to start.
"Ready, go!"
As a male classmate gave the order, Li Yue immediately stepped on the accelerator and shot forward.
In contrast, Ye Feng was still twisting his neck and stretching his wrists.
The people outside watched this scene with confusion.
"Damn, what is this guy doing!"
"Could he be too nervous and forgot to step on the accelerator?"
"Haha, if that's the case, what's the point of racing? He might as well just admit defeat!"
At this moment, the class monitor, Song Yang, and Chen Xiaoyue in the car were all confused and anxious.
"Ye Feng, what are you doing! Hurry up and step on the accelerator!" Song Yang was the most worried about Ye Feng and urged him.
Chen Xiaoyue nodded upon seeing this, "Yeah! Li Yue is nowhere to be seen! If you don't catch up now, you'll miss your chance!"
Even the most composed class monitor said, "It's not that far to Dragon King Hall, if you don't chase now, it'll be too late!"
However, in response to their urging, Ye Feng smiled and said, "It's okay, let him have half a minute first..."