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435 Chapter 434 - Rushing to Roland Garros

435 Chapter 434 - Rushing to Roland Garros

'MD, I'm still a little scared!Don't dare to ride too fast! "Bu Zelu's family knew about his family affairs, and he almost died yesterday. If it wasn't for the system's 'talisman' to take effect, he might have been lying in the small box."

Today's result is not as good as the third practice.

'How about doing a few laps? Bu Zelu thought about it and listened to the team. After all, he is now seventh, as long as he stays in the top ten.

As the qualifying time became shorter and shorter, the results of many drivers kept changing, and now Bu Zelu fell from seventh to ninth.

In this case, Bu Zelu had to play again. He had to stay on the field and listen to the team's instructions at any time to see if he was running a timed lap.

At present, it seems that Bu Zelu can only participate in two groups of competitions. The motorcycle that crashed yesterday is completely unnecessary to repair, and it will not be repaired in a day.

The debugging of the new car also needs to be redone, so we might as well abandon the 1000CC category and only run in the upperbike TT and senior TT categories.

Bu Zelu, who entered the flying lap again, opened a window as much as possible, not to squeeze the track with other drivers, and deliberately gave way to the lane so that others could run the timing lap.

"Joye, I need to run a timing lap, I need to run a timing lap!" Soon, the voice of communication came from the earphone.

Bu Zelu knew that his score had been surpassed, and he didn't know how many places he had dropped. After the voice of the team came, he knew what to do.

'MD, there is another amulet, give it a try, if something happens again, I will retire!What kind of punishment do you love? You won't let your buddy die! ' Bu Zexi began to speed up.

And just now he has deliberately opened a short 'window' for himself, and started to speed up when the road ahead was clear.

As a red car slid past Ling Junjie's eyes, Li Jian and Robredo, who were watching the distant figure, already knew that it was Bu Zelu's motorcycle.Bu Zelu's red and gold cycling jersey is very conspicuous.

"This guy came out to run again?" Li Jian asked Ling Junjie after waiting for the violent noise to disappear.

"Well, according to the latest news, he is now ranked 12th!" Ling Junjie said while checking the real-time information on his phone.

"Alas..." Li Jian couldn't understand why Bu Zelu insisted on running this race. Even though he had been exposed to motorcycle culture these days, he still couldn't understand.

But what can I say now, apart from support, there is nothing left to worry about.

Soon, when Bu Zelu's figure appeared again, Li Jian, Ling Junjie, and Robredo were all staring at the oncoming car, blinking violently as the engine roared and the wind whistled past them.

They are located on a big straight road, and there are many people here, and the spectators staying on both sides of the road here are enjoying the feeling of the speed of motorcycles.

In an instant, Bu Zelu's figure came to the end of the line of sight, and after a middle-low speed corner, Bu Zelu's figure disappeared behind the corner.

Listening to the continuous sound of the engine, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Although Bu Zelu was no longer visible, the sound of the engine meant that nothing happened.

Soon, the three of them just looked at the mobile phone in Ling Junjie's hand, and they knew that this lap was actually very fast, each lap was about 3 minutes, and no matter how slow it was, it would be less than 4 minutes.

Waiting anxiously, the message on Ling Junjie's mobile phone was refreshed, and the three of them danced excitedly by the side of the road after seeing Bu Zelu's name.

"Hey, bro? What's Joye's number?" The fans around him have already recognized the three of them. The main reason is that Robredo is Bu Zelu's friend on the court. He is not here to support Bu Zelu. Who can he support? ?
In addition, Ling Junjie occasionally appeared with Bu Zelu several times, but foreigners really don't have much impression of Ling Junjie.

"Eighth, eighth, advanced! Thank God! The damn bastard is no longer running away!" Robredo said crossing his chest.

"3:30!" Another car fan shouted next to him.

This group of car fans didn't have any idols, they just came to support all the drivers, but Robredo was here, and subconsciously became a temporary fan of Bu Zelu, and he also paid close attention to Bu Zelu.

"Nice!" A group of people around hugged and celebrated each other, all happy for Bu Zelu.

When Bu Zelu's figure appeared on the straight again, the car fans on both sides of the road could clearly feel that Bu Zelu's speed was not as good as the previous lap.

After returning to the maintenance area again, Bu Zelu saw that the staff in the maintenance area ran out to celebrate there, and knew that it was stable, and the checkered flag had already started waving before the finish line next to the maintenance area.

It was almost a lap at the buzzer, and he finally entered the top ten.

In this way, his supperbike group finally entered the race.

"No.8, No.8!" The crew members said excitedly to Bu Zelu.

You must know that qualifying into the top ten is already something worth celebrating. There are still many drivers who have not entered the top ten in qualifying and have to wait 12 months to enter the main race next time.

The qualifying race is also a knockout race. The level of the competition is too intense to accommodate too many motorcycles. There are only 10 cars in each group at most.

That is to say, the seniorTT will be divided into two races, with a total of 20-30 drivers participating.

And this group also allows supperbike, as well as Supersport TT, Superstock TT vehicles to participate in the competition.

The seniorTT can participate in the above three groups of cars. This is also the most concerned group of the Isle of Man TT, because it is a big fight and it is a must for every driver.

Bu Zelu was unable to participate in the Supersport TT (super sports car group) because his 1000CC motorcycle was scrapped.

As for the Superstock TT (super factory car group), it has very high restrictions on the modification of the vehicle. It can be said that the mass-produced car has removed the speed limiter to run the race.

Bu Zelu in this group is just a registration, and it costs an extra £8 to fill out a form. In fact, it is the reason that eggs cannot be put in one basket.

With the results of the competition, Bu Zelu's ranking was fixed to the eighth place, and the team members were really happy. Bu Zelu also excitedly hugged a group of people in the car team.

After all, this is the result of the entire team spending more than two months, non-stop debugging, non-stop modification, and cooperation with Bu Zelu.

Since Bu Zelu is the eighth, there is no need to accept interviews like the top three, but he is a star driver in the Isle of Man TT after all.

"joye, congratulations on entering the main race. Are you in good health? Many car fans are worried about your condition?" The host at the scene waited for Bu Zelu to run to the door after the celebration was over, and then started the interview Walking shoes.

"emmm, thank you for your concern. I have no problem, but I don't know the specific diagnosis. I looked in the mirror and saw some redness and swelling in some places, but it's just a common soft tissue contusion." Bu Zelu rolled up his sleeves to show He checked the bruised area on his arm.

He also remembered a little bit. Yesterday he subconsciously curled up during the flight, and his arms and knees smashed the wooden frame on the window.

"Thank God, yesterday was really thrilling, but today you ran eighth. This is your first time participating in the Isle of Man TT. How do you feel?"

"It feels like..." Bu Zelu scratched his chin with a wry smile
"My feeling now is that the plane is about to take off. I hurried back to Paris to participate in another final. The time is really too late. I'm sorry. When I finish the French Open final, I will talk about it next time when I come back. I'm sorry. Friends from the Isle of Man TT!" Bu Zelu waved his hand at the camera, then turned around and began to pull his clothes to get out of the way.

As Bu Zelu disappeared behind the door of the pit room in the picture, the host once again introduced some deeds of Qi Bu Zelu.

Change clothes, get in the car and leave, Bu Zelu has just finished the weighing and urine test, now he really has to catch the plane.

Compared with other competitions, there is one more thing in racing competitions is weighing. Not only people have to be weighed, but also cars. The specific reason is to prevent drivers from carrying some things, or carrying less things to "cheat".

Just like some desperate people, the helmet is reduced in weight and replaced with a foam one, and the motorcyclist also needs to carry a certain degree of drinking water behind his back.

In fact, on the other hand, the organizer can intuitively see whether the driver has carried out "unsafe" weight loss in terms of weight.

The same is true for the weighing of vehicles. Although the motorcycle will be sealed by the organizer today, what if something is added or removed secretly?

Safety, safety, safety, all the rules of modern racing cars are actually restricting around this issue.

If it is really an unlimited modification arena, just like motorcycles, all motorcycles are added with an extended rear rocker arm, what kind of nitrogen is added, messy, then the speed will definitely explode to a higher speed.

Sitting in the car, Bu Zelu changed into dry clothes, but it could only be so simple.

Although the private jet can wait for him, the route does not wait for him. If the route is missed, the private jet is useless.

Bu Zelu's time card is very tight today, because qualifying ended at 16:20 pm, and his French Open final started at 19:10.

From the Isle of Man to Paris, a series of preparations are underway, and Bu Zelu has no time to waste.

Get out of the car, change to an amphibious plane to set sail, Bu Zelu feels more nervous than running the Isle of Man TT along the way, because the time is too tight.

"Why haven't you landed yet?" Finally arrived at the sky above the airport outside Paris, Bu Zelu looked down from the window, and they were circling in the sky.

"The runway is occupied, we need to wait a while before landing." The flight attendant explained.

"Oh!" Bu Zelu looked at his watch helplessly.

"I have already contacted the helicopter. Let's go home first, and then go directly to Roland Garros by helicopter. There is time, don't worry!" Daniel hung up the phone and said to Bu Zelu.

"En!" No matter how anxious Bu Zelu is, can he open the hatch and jump with a parachute?
(End of this chapter)

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