Linye's world is filled with peeling walls, his mother's suppressed coughs at night, and the lingering shadow of debt.
He was trapped in a small slum, and his only talent - his sharp eagle eyes that could catch the fluttering wings of hummingbirds and his lightning-quick reflexes - were just his instinctive tools to survive in despair.
During one of his escapes, he accidentally stepped into a deserted land on the edge of the city. Among the scrap iron and weeds, he caught a glimpse of the rusty and disintegrated old go-kart skeleton.
A man (Lao Chen), whose hands were greasy and in desperate condition, used a nut that rotated at high speed to reveal Lin Ye's destiny that he had not even realized:
"Boy, what a waste! Your eyes are designed to detect speed!" This low roar was like a bolt from the blue.
However, the weight of the dream far exceeded expectations.
Under the dim light of the night, my mother silently uncovered the bottom of the egg basket, and found a few pieces of change soaked in sweat and pressed extremely flat. They were her meager hope of saving money from medicine and rations.
Holding onto this hot hope, Lin Ye truly grasped the steering wheel of the racing car for the first time.
From the lightning in the garbage dump to the roar of the unknown track, can he use his eyes that have been sharpened by suffering to carve out a way for himself and his mother?
