[Motorcycle] + [The Rise of Domestic Weak Teams] + [Single Female Protagonist]
That summer wind blew from one end of the alley to the other. Jiang Chi, a talented young man who had just debuted and was promoted to the highest category of MotoGP, stood at the door of the car dealership and looked at the road at the door. There was light at the end of the road, blurry, like the silver thread thrown by Spider-Man on the poster. He couldn't see where it landed, but he knew it was within reach. He didn't know that starting from this year, he would have to rub shoulders with the highest trophy for nine years.
