Jiang Hao rolled down his car window, looking at Chen Fan with a playful smirk. "Hey, class monitor, how about I give you a twenty-meter head start? Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll complain I'm bullying you with my superior horsepower if you lose, and then you won't honor the bet."
Chen Fan fastened his seatbelt and nodded. "Sure, thanks a lot."
Without any hesitation, he floored the accelerator, and his BMW shot forward twenty meters before stopping.
Seeing this, Jiang Hao's eyelids twitched slightly. He had only intended to mock Chen Fan, but he hadn't expected Chen Fan to actually take him up on the offer and drive twenty meters ahead.
However, Jiang Hao wasn't too worried. With his car's speed, even with a twenty-meter handicap, he was confident he could still win.
The thought of Chen Fan driving his car into the nearby river later brought a smug look to Jiang Hao's face. He intended to humiliate Chen Fan in front of all their classmates, ensuring he'd never be able to hold his head up again.
"Three, two, one!"
"Go!"
As Li Qiang shouted, the race officially began.
"Vroom!"
The engines of Jiang Hao's and Chen Fan's cars roared almost simultaneously.
Both cars shot forward at the same time.
However, what happened next left everyone stunned. Although both cars started at the same moment, Chen Fan's BMW 3 Series was clearly faster, giving the impression of a rocket launch.
In contrast, Jiang Hao's Mercedes-Benz E-Class spun its tires, emitting a puff of white smoke, and its acceleration was noticeably slower than Chen Fan's BMW 3 Series.
"Why does it feel like the class monitor's BMW is faster?"
"I feel it too. Even with the twenty-meter gap, the distance seems to be increasing!"
"How is that possible? That's just your imagination. Jiang Hao's car is a Mercedes-Benz E-Class, and Chen Fan's BMW 3 Series isn't even in the same league. If it were a BMW 5 Series, Chen Fan might be able to compete with Jiang Hao's Mercedes-Benz E-Class. But this BMW 3 Series, it's simply..."
Before Zhang Chen could finish, the rest of his words seemed to get stuck in his throat.
Because Zhang Chen, to his shock, realized that while he was speaking, Chen Fan's BMW 3 Series had already reached the finish line and completed the U-turn!
Meanwhile, Jiang Hao's Mercedes-Benz E-Class hadn't even reached halfway.
"This, how is this possible!" Li Qiang, Zhang Chen, and the others stared at the scene with wide eyes.
Jiang Hao, who was driving, had an extremely grim expression.
Just as Jiang Hao had said about Chen Fan earlier, he was almost pressing the accelerator pedal through the floor, but the gap between them continued to widen!
"How is this possible? It's just a 3 Series, how can it be faster than my Mercedes-Benz E-Class!"
Jiang Hao couldn't accept the reality. He angrily stomped on the accelerator, gripping the steering wheel tightly. The engine roared at its limit, but he couldn't catch up to Chen Fan. He could only watch as Chen Fan completed the turn first.
"Vroom!"
The deafening roar of the engine filled Jiang Hao's ears.
He saw Chen Fan's 3 Series whiz past him, heading towards the finish line, while his Mercedes-Benz E-Class hadn't even finished its turn yet!
Stunned!
Everyone present wore the same expression of disbelief. Even Ma Jun's mouth hung open in astonishment.
"Screech!" A braking sound echoed.
Chen Fan's BMW 3 Series had crossed the finish line. Meanwhile, Jiang Hao's Mercedes was only just completing its turn!
"This, this can't be real, can it? When did a BMW 3 Series become this fast?"
"Yeah, didn't they say a BMW 3 Series only has 184 horsepower? How, how can it be faster than a Mercedes-Benz E-Class?"
"And this is a straight-line acceleration race; it doesn't require any driving skill. It's all about the car's performance. The only explanation is that the class monitor's car is simply superior to Jiang Hao's car!"
Hearing this explanation, everyone looked at Chen Fan's BMW 3 Series with surprise.
Chen Fan got out of the car, closed the door, and calmly watched the approaching Mercedes.
The Mercedes stopped, and Jiang Hao, his face dark, emerged from the car, glaring at Chen Fan. "Chen Fan, you cheated!"
Chen Fan calmly asked, "Cheated? How did I cheat? You know, even without the twenty-meter head start, you wouldn't have been able to catch me."
Jiang Hao's face darkened. "I know. Your 3 Series must have been modified. Otherwise, how could you have beaten me? You used a modified car to race me, isn't that cheating?"
"Jiang Hao, can you be any more shameless? You were the one who wanted to race, and now you're the one who lost and won't honor the bet. When did Brother Fan ever say he wanted to race you? You proposed it yourself, and now that you've lost, you're blaming Brother Fan's car for being modified? If you can't handle losing, then stop whining. Don't worry, we're all classmates, we won't look down on you!" Jiang Hao couldn't help but step forward to defend Chen Fan, emphasizing the last few words.
Jiang Hao's face turned even uglier. What did he mean "we won't look down on you"? That clearly implied they *were* looking down on him!
"Exactly, Jiang Hao. Our class monitor never said he wanted to race you; you insisted on it yourself."
"We're all classmates, there's no need to make such a scene. I think we should just let it go. Ma Jun was right earlier; we're in the same class, and we won't look down on each other."
Some classmates spoke up in Chen Fan's defense, while others tried to mediate.
However, these words sounded incredibly sarcastic to Jiang Hao.
A slight smile touched Chen Fan's lips. "Jiang Hao, if you can't handle losing, that's fine. I won't laugh at you."
"Who said I can't handle losing! It's just driving the car into the river, right? I have full insurance. At worst, I'll just lose some of the purchase tax." With that, Jiang Hao started the car, put it in drive, and closed the door.
The brand-new Mercedes-Benz E-Class slowly drove into the river.
"Splash!" With a thud, the car plunged into the water.
Seeing this, Jiang Hao felt a pang of heartache. It was his new car, less than a month old! Now it was totaled!
The surrounding classmates also expressed regret.
"True to his word, our classmate Jiang Hao is truly something." Chen Fan praised.
But these words sounded extremely grating to Jiang Hao.
His face darkened. He glanced at Chen Fan, vowing to find an opportunity to deal with him properly.
Then, he forced a smile. "Everyone, let's head into the hotel. We're about to start the class reunion."
With that, Jiang Hao turned and walked towards the lobby of the Sky Hotel without looking back.
Ma Jun saw Jiang Hao leave and quickly leaned in to ask Chen Fan, "Brother Fan, are we still going to eat?"
After all, they had offended Jiang Hao so badly, and based on his understanding of Jiang Hao, this matter wouldn't end here.
"Someone's treating, why wouldn't we eat? It's free food." Chen Fan chuckled playfully and followed Jiang Hao and the others towards the Sky Hotel.