olympian big player

Chapter 398 397 - Greetings from April Fool's Day

'Greetings from April Fool's Day' was the headline of the media the next day.

What does Bu Zelu do? He made his fortune in the Internet industry. Although he can't control the traditional media, in today's Internet world, it's a very simple trick to confuse the previous news.

On April 4nd, in order to keep a low profile, Bu Zelu quietly boarded a helicopter early in the morning and flew to Adgrasse.

Compared to England, Bu Zelu directly chose to go to Northern Ireland next door. To be honest, it is definitely a developing country.

That is to say, it has the reputation of the British Isles, and it is relatively calm when it comes here. It feels like being in an inland city without much hustle and bustle at all.

Bu Zelu is conducting the Isle of Man TT test this time in an absolutely low-key manner. He really doesn't have much confidence.

Because for so many days, he felt dead countless times every night, especially in some high-speed corners.

Sleeping Arhat Space has indeed achieved the situation of "track recording", but the motorcycles inside are ordinary motorcycles, not the real "Six-eyed Demon God" at all.

If you have to describe the motorcycle in the 'space', it is a 'standard 500CC' motorcycle, no brand, no style, no streamline, no wind resistance.

This car is for Bu Zelu to get familiar with the track. According to Bu Zelu's own estimation, the maximum speed is about 250-260, because he doesn't know how much it is in Gao.

There is no tachometer or speedometer on the motorcycle at all.

Buze shoes will fly out once every 5 laps on average.

If it were in reality, he would be useless immediately, but in space, he didn't feel any pain at all, he just spun around for a while and then fell to the ground.

This is the scariest thing, because he doesn't know what kind of damage will happen, but in reality, if he crashes and flies out at such a speed, he will definitely be disabled at least, or die at worst.

You must know that in the real race, he has to run six laps. If the results in the sleeping space are used, it means that he will die on the fifth lap.

And during this period he will also participate in the French Open.

At that time, if possible, it will be the final stage of the French Open. Once he reaches the semi-finals, it will really be a back-to-back match.

Spirit, pressure, and public opinion will make him noisy, and he has to carry out all kinds of coordination and psychology by himself.

XZ can't hide the game. Once the game officially starts, he will definitely be exposed by the media.

After arriving in Adgrass, Bu Zelu rented a house close to the track again. Now he is smart enough to wear a helmet directly, and conspicuous people like Viniya and Zaina have already been arranged by him. at home.

Usually, when he travels, he follows the team of engineers of the team, and anyone who can reveal his identity is not allowed to show up.

In case the media is looking for a chance to catch him.

Motorcyclists have this advantage. Wearing an all-inclusive helmet and changing into cycling clothes, they are not afraid of being recognized at all.

And the daily communication is also in the independent P room, which is a group of people from Japan. This group of people has an agreement with Bu Zelu. At a certain time, the two parties jointly announced that participating in the Isle of Man TT is a win-win thing.

With the start of the official track test, Bu Zelu is painful and happy every day, but in fact, he is still somewhat afraid.

He has to 'die' countless times every night, but he is not really dead after all in the space, but in the daytime, how to overcome the fear in his heart is what he has to do now.

Bu Zelu is also in a hurry, but it’s useless to be in a hurry. It doesn’t matter to participate in Dakar. In fact, he can’t run fast if he wants to, but this is a real fast track.

Every moment is a moment of life and death, and this is a motorcycle, not a car. Even if it hits or flips over, there is at least a layer of protection, but the motorcycle is all up to you.

In addition, this is also a standard track. The buffer zone on both sides of the track is very large, and the speed is not like that of the Isle of Man. The safety factor is still very high.

"Bu Sang, the speed is a bit slow these days." After another day of running, Bu Zelu returned to room P, and when discussing with the team, one of the engineers said with the data.

When Bu Zelu looked at the data on the computer, he was also helpless. From the very beginning of the beginning of the month, it was a waterfall drop, 1 minute slower than the best score.

What is the concept of 1 minute? If it is reflected in the actual MotoGt, it will be trapped.But Bu Zelu is running a single track, and his results are dropping every day.

If in a car race, one second slower is the distance of several 'parking spaces', what is the concept of being slower by one minute.

This is not playing tennis, take a step slowly, at worst hit the next ball, this is motor sports.

"Sorry, the state is not very good recently." Bu Zelu has been cooperating with the whole team for a month, and he admires the professionalism of this team very much.

On the other hand, it's also that this group of people really respects him, and the little devil really makes you hard to find fault at a certain moment.

"Busang, I think we are testing every day like this, maybe we should relax the pressure, even professional racers don't practice with such high intensity." Ryota Ouchi said calmly.

Respect is mutual. As a non-professional motorcyclist, Bu Zelu cooperated with the whole team at the beginning because of his own fame.

But after this month, Bu Zelu's dedication to work has impressed these people. You must know that he is a tennis player after all, and motorcycles are just a hobby for him.

After running so hard for a month, putting aside the grades first, this level of seriousness alone made the whole team respect Bu Zelu even more.

Furthermore, in terms of track results alone, Bu Zelu's best result has set a new record for the fastest motorcycle on this track.

If there is a race here in MotoGT, according to Bu Zelu's state, the championship may not be guaranteed, but the whole team thinks it is absolutely no problem to win points.

Maybe even a podium finish.

After all, competitions are different from practice sessions. There are opponents and strategies. What they do is more about testing and debugging the car.

"Indeed, sometimes I subconsciously lower the accelerator, especially at high-speed corners." Bu Zelu was also a little helpless. A few days ago, he fell his car once in reality, that is, on this track.

Fortunately, Bu Zelu had gained experience and protected his body. He continued to roll and took maximum defensive measures. Fortunately, he did not trigger the 'distant Utopia'.

However, the skill of 'Iron Clothes' is definitely activated. You must know that kind of crash. At that time, Bu Zexi fell out at a speed of 150KM.

It turned out that the last inspection was tight and it was scratches.

"Bu-san, I think we should take some time off and relax. The crash last time may have put pressure on you." Ryota Ouchi said again.

"Well, there must be some reason for this!" Bu Zelu stretched his waist. "It just so happens that our lease is up, I'll take a week off, and I happen to be going to London to deal with some things."

"Busang, why don't I make arrangements." Ouchi Ryota whispered beside him this time.

"Hmm..." Bu Zelu was about to agree, when the phone in his pocket rang.

After apologizing, Bu Zelu went directly to the small lounge next to him and then connected the phone.

"Hi, long time no see, how are you doing?" Bu Zelu said relaxedly while lying on the sofa.

"Not bad, how about you?"

"not too good!"

"No, tell me what happened and make me happy!"

"Almost died, are you happy?"

"Don't scare me, what happened?"

"Well, I've been practicing recently. Forget it. Let's meet and chat if we have a chance. It's inconvenient on the phone." Bu Zelu didn't plan to talk about what he was doing now.

"Then I have a few days of vacation recently. Where are you? I went to find you? Are you in Miami or China?"

"I'm in London and I have to deal with some things," Bu Zelu said.

"London? Are you sure, I'm flying to London the day after tomorrow to do publicity."

"Really?"

………………

After hanging up the phone, Bu Zelu scratched his head, walked out again, came to the conference room, and continued to communicate with the whole team.

The lease of the track expires in a few days, but Bu Zelu also decided to suspend it. He is indeed under a lot of pressure now.

He was afraid of death, but he had a lot of money that he hadn't spent, and it could even be said that he hadn't enjoyed his whole life yet, so what's the use of wasting it like that.

After leaving the racing track, Bu Zelu returned to the rented house. When he came back today, he completely stopped pretending and lay down on the sofa.

"What's the matter? Are you in a bad mood?" Viniya lifted Bu Zelu's head and placed it on her lap.

"I think I need a psychiatrist!" Bu Zelu turned over. Although there was a huge monster in front of him, he was staring at the ceiling with blank eyes.

"En!" Viniya was stunned for a moment, looked at Bu Zelu and nodded in response.

"I want a super beautiful woman, the sexy one, the one with intellectual beauty! Ah...!" Bu Zelu said and finally let out a long sigh.

"I'll help you arrange it. Take a rest when you're tired!" Viniya helped Bu Zelu cover her eyes and rubbed her temples.

Zaina was about to say something, but when she saw Viniya's movements, she stopped talking, walked over, sat on the other side of the sofa, lifted Bu Zelu's legs on her lap, and started massaging her .

After a while, Bu Zelu fell asleep in a daze.

In the early morning, Bu Zelu woke up suddenly, sat up all of a sudden, looked around and found that he was indeed at home.

"What's wrong? Have a nightmare?" Viniya's voice sounded beside her.

Bu Zelu turned his head and found that both Viniya and Zaina were leaning on another sofa and looking at him.

"Uh, I actually fell asleep! It's okay, you guys continue to sleep!" Bu Zelu looked at the dark sky outside the window in surprise.

(End of this chapter)