Riding a Kawasaki H2 to chase the high-speed rail, the school beauty was moved to tears

"Learned some in the early years."

I don't know why, but seeing this smile, Qin Chuan subconsciously thought of Sun Yuan. The two people gave him the same feeling in terms of their expressions.

Qin Chuan's spoken English was so standard that the middle-aged man in front of him was very interested. As for sitting down for a drink, Qin Chuan thought it was better to forget it.

"Forget it, sir, I have something else to do, but before I leave, I still want to remind you that if you order wine in this hotel in the future, please don't order imported wine."

Because I couldn't book a hotel during this period, the hotel I booked in a hurry was not big or famous. The name of the bottle the other party ordered sounded like the red wine from Dongya. I guess the one from such a small hotel would be... Domestic products.

"why?"

The middle-aged man was obviously confused, and Qin Chuan immediately gave him the answer.

"Because the wine you buy is imported to you."

The Chinese language is broad and profound. Qin Chuan didn't know if the other party could understand him when he spoke Dongya in Chinese terms.

Imported wine?

After being stunned for a moment, the middle-aged man came to his senses, laughed, and looked at Qin Chuan, feeling that this young man was even more interesting.

"Okay, I'll try it later. Little brother, are you sure you don't want to sit down and have a drink together?"

The middle-aged man nodded and invited again.

If he remembered correctly, there is a Chinese saying that family scandals should not be made public. If the other party can say it, the middle-aged people think this guy is good.

"Forget it, we have to drive tomorrow."

He was just a random group, and he didn't even know each other. After saying a word, Qin Chuan turned around and prepared to leave.

However, before leaving, Qin Chuan saw someone at the stairs.

Jiang Yue came down to have supper.

In front of the dining table in the lobby on the first floor.

"Brother, he is..."

Jiang Yue looked at the foreigners in front of him with curiosity.

"A friend I just met."

Qin Chuan whispered.

In the end, Qin Chuan didn't go up because he had a late-night snack. Instead, he shared a table with a middle-aged man. Instead of drinking, he and Jiang Yue ordered a glass of juice each.

Looking at the foreigner in front of him, Jiang Yue was a little curious, but curiosity was curiosity. Jiang Yue only looked at it twice and then looked back, acting very measured.

"Little brother, you're right. This wine really doesn't taste good. You'd better order a regular bottle for me. Please, thank you."

As expected, the middle-aged man frowned after taking a sip. Finally, Qin Chuan called the waiter and ordered a bottle of ordinary red wine. Although the taste was not very rich, it was more reassuring than fake wine.

"Little brother, are you a driver?"

The three of them were chatting while eating. They overheard Qin Chuan saying that he was a driver. The middle-aged man looked very surprised.

This made Qin Chuan puzzled. Although the identity of the driver is indeed a bit more awesome, you don't need to be so surprised.

"You are a driver, so you don't recognize me?"

The middle-aged man pointed at himself, and Qin Chuan was even more confused now. I am a driver, so I have to recognize you?

The middle-aged man was surprised not because Qin Chuan was a driver, but because Qin Chuan was a driver and didn't recognize him.

The middle-aged man stared at Qin Chuan for a long time, and after confirming that Qin Chuan really didn't know him, he turned his attention to the wine again, and his expression became calm again.

"Since you are a driver, little brother, you should be here for the Gray Prix tomorrow. Which category are you participating in, 300cc or 600cc?"

The middle-aged man looked at Qin Chuan's young age and guessed that it would probably be 300cc.

"1000cc"

Qin Chuan revealed his group. Unexpectedly, the opponent had no expression this time. At this time, Qin Chuan couldn't help but think of how the opponent looked before and why he was so surprised before.

"1000cc, it seems you have good talent. I wish you a safe finish tomorrow."

"Lend your auspicious words!"

"What do you mean?"

Sure enough, the other party still couldn't understand the advanced language.

We ate until ten o'clock and talked until ten o'clock.

The last meal was a guest invited by the other party, and it was called a thank you.

Early the next morning, Qin Chuan climbed out of bed. When Qin Chuan woke up, the street below had been surrounded by yellow fences.

There will be a practice session in the morning, a qualifying session at noon, and a race in the afternoon. This is the allocation for this morning.

Qin Chuan didn't pay too much attention to the meeting with the foreign middle-aged man last night, and focused entirely on the car.

The Gray Prix track is 6.2 kilometers long and is a two-wheel and four-wheel universal track. All track sections are composed of roads that citizens usually travel on.

The road is narrow and the slope is undulating.

When Qin Chuan and Xu Hong arrived at the competition venue, all major news media were already present. Due to the venue, there were not many auditoriums here, and the main focus was on All-Blue Star TV broadcasts.

There were dozens of photographers and reporters with cameras present, as well as racing girls wearing sexy and cool clothes.

At a glance, the quality is much better than the previous competitions Qin Chuan participated in.

The first thing that started in the morning was the practice session for the small displacement group. The practice session, euphemistically called, is a time for drivers to practice, mainly to familiarize themselves with the track, and lasts for one hour.

There were three practice sessions in the morning, divided into three groups, with the 1000cc group at the end, near noon.

This distribution is very particular. Racing is also closely related to the temperature. The higher the temperature, the better the tire grip, so the time near noon is reserved for the 1000cc group with the highest displacement and the most danger.

"Uncle, what's going on there?"

There was a small auditorium at the starting point. As soon as Qin Chuan came to the corner, he found a large number of media gathered at the starting point. They were so densely packed that nothing could be seen.

"There's a big shot coming."

Xu Hong took a look and seemed to have known this scene for a long time.

"Big shot? Who?"

"Last year's world champion in the highest category of Isle of Man TT, Hickman!"

Isle of Man TT last year's world champion is here? Qin Chuan took a breath, this was indeed a big shot.

"Grand Prix needs heavyweights to stabilize the ratings, and Hickman also needs influence. There are only a few street races in Blue Star, and many drivers from the Isle of Man will come."

Xu Hong said calmly, and Qin Chuan probably understood the reason.

Through the gap that the reporter inadvertently exposed, Qin Chuan saw Hickman's green racing car, green leather jacket, and sponsors.

Isle of Man TT riders have low wages or even no wages. These are all marketed by marketing accounts.

The fact is that their salary is higher than that of all domestic drivers. To say that a sponsor supports Qin Chuan is to say it too small. The real unpaid drivers are like Qin Chuan at the beginning, with a blank leather helmet. Not a single pattern.

At a level like Hickman's, which brand of helmet and leather jacket he wears in every game? To put it bluntly, it's all sponsorship.

"This great god is here, and he is probably preparing to book the championship."