Number Nine

"Hey, Mr Hui, look, that woman is really here."

When Liu Hui came to the arena to warm up, a technical geek called Little Six in the office saw Shen Weiyang warming up not far away. He poked Liu Hui as if he had suddenly found a new continent.

Liu Hui looked over and saw that it was indeed the woman who bragged in the office at noon.

He sneered. "Women play cross-country motorcycles. Does she think she is number nine?"

Motorcycle racers. There was only one woman worthy of everyone's admiration. She was the number nine goddess of motorcyclists who was six times more than men.

Unfortunately, she had never shown her face in formal occasions. Every time she left after the competition, she didn't want a trophy. Their understanding of her was only that she liked number nine, and behind her racing suit was a very abstract logo.