"Going to sing now?" Li Siqi looked at Jiang Miaoke and said, "In broad daylight, don't you think it's a bit of a waste of time?"
Jiang Miaoke said, "But, I don't want to race here, it's really boring."
A sport that doesn't suit you will feel dull no matter how good it is. Jiang Miaoke was in this kind of situation now. She really wasn't keen on racing. If she were to be a cheerleader or something, she could accept it, but actually racing? Forget it.
Though Jiang Miaoke liked excitement, she wasn't into the kind of excitement that racing offered.
At that moment, a cheerful ringtone suddenly sounded among the group of one boy and three girls.
Lan Lan immediately chuckled and said, "It's my phone."
Lan Lan took out her phone, but when she saw the number on the screen, her brows furrowed immediately. She then shoved it into her pocket without answering, letting the ringtone continue.
"Why don't you answer?" Jiang Miaoke asked Lan Lan with confusion.
