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

As expected by Pedrosa, on the twenty-ninth lap of the race, Nini behind Martin began to move and gradually got closer to Martin.

The distance between the two was not far in the first place, and it was just a matter of a few corners to get close.

"I'll go, Nini is coming up. Isn't she going to stab Martin in the back?"

"What is backstabbing? There is basically no hope of chasing Qin Chuan. If you want to get on the podium, you can only fight with Martin. Isn't this normal? I don't have the obligation to give in."

"Well, that's right, I guess it's probably going to take action."

Fans were talking a lot and had some doubts about whether Nini would take action, but people from these teams, including old fans, were very clear-minded.

In the last two laps, the battle for third and fourth place will definitely begin, and the podium position will definitely be fought for.

The group of cars passed the finish line again, and Peco, who was in the lead, had opened up a three-second gap between Qinchuan and Qin Chuan. This three-second gap meant that the championship was basically unchanged!

The race came to the last lap, and the Chinese fans were extremely nervous.

The War of the Three Kingdoms has officially come to an end, but whether Qin Chuan can maintain this second position is still a matter of suspense.

The commentators and fans on the field were extremely nervous. Martin and Nini were already fighting behind them. Qin Chuan could keep his ranking as long as he held firm.

The racing car roared, and the KTM's engine roared like a raptor.

"At the ninth turn, the distance between Qin Chuan and Martin is still about [-] seconds. It's the next turn [-]! Entering the turn, close the line! Okay, perfect!"

"The next step is Turn [-], which is still [-] seconds. We must hold on!"

At the last four corners, Wei Ran stood up excitedly.

"Turn [-]!"

"Last turn [-], exit!"

At the last turn, Turn [-], Qinchuan's car accelerated and reached the finish line. The Chinese fans in the starting stands had already seen Qinchuan's orange car.

With the flag waving, the orange racing car crossed the finish line with raindrops. Amid the cheers of Chinese fans, Qin Chuan won the second place in the Asan Kingdom Grand Prix.

"Ruoxi, look, Qin Chuan is second!"

In the Huaxia auditorium, all the fans stood up and waved their flags wildly. Xia Xiaosu and Xia Xiaosu were instantly surrounded.

"Well, he's pretty good in rainy days."

Lin Ruoxi nodded, Qin Chuan was indeed very strong on a rainy day.

And they are ridiculously strong. Although the two of them are girls, Qin Chuan knows almost every game. Today's game is obviously beyond the opponent's strength.

"Okay, let's go down and see if we can get handsome guy Qin to sign his name for us."

At the end of the game, Lin Ruoxi stood up from her seat. Their VIP tickets had not yet been used.

When the racing car crossed the line, Qin Chuan was so tired that he collapsed.

Today's game squeezed him to the limit both mentally and physically. It would be a lie to say he wasn't nervous during the rainy day game.

After crossing the line, almost all Chinese news media focused their cameras on Qin Chuan, and several drivers also came over to express their congratulations. The scene was extremely lively. This is the treatment of the podium.

These riders are all old men who have had fights with Qin Chuan, and they obviously have some intention of making friends with each other. Among them is the eight-time champion.

The car crossed the line, Qin Chuan slowed down slowly, and an orange car stopped next to Qin Chuan. Who else could it be if it wasn't the horse king's car?

"You're very strong on rainy days. I hope we can do it again next time!"

The helmet lens was opened, and standard Dongya language passed into Qin Chuan's ears.

"Don't worry, it will."

Qin Chuan smiled and the two of them bumped fists. Both of them were very tired, but they were completely relaxed.

"I will try my best next time!"

"Don't worry, I can too!"

As the orange racing car left, Qin Chuan took off his hands and took off his gloves. He said he was not afraid of this person, but Qin Chuan himself did not believe it, but he believed that he would definitely surpass the eight-time champion in the future.

Back in the P room, there were cheers in the P room. John was the first to come up and give Qin Chuan a big hug, followed closely by Pedrosa.

Today's podium is of great significance to Qin Chuan. It is the first podium in his career and the first podium in China. It is very memorable.

"Good job!"

Pedrosa patted Qin Chuan hard on the shoulder. It was a lot of pressure on him to pull Qin Chuan out of a small competition, but now it's all worth it.

A circle of people walked by, Qin Chuan hugged almost everyone in his team, and finally came to Jiang Yue and Qin Yao. Qin Chuan took Jiang Yue into his arms and smelled the special fragrance of her hair. .

Qin Chuan could feel Jiang Yue's body trembling slightly. He didn't know whether it was excitement or excessive worry.

Qin Chuan's achievements are obvious to all. The only one who doesn't look so good is probably Pentax. Qin Chuan's rise has given him a sense of crisis.

A sense of crisis from driver number one.

After winning the championship, there was an interview. This was the first time Qin Chuan was interviewed directly and he did not avoid it. Fortunately, there was no media to take the lead today, and the questions he asked were all about the better aspects.

At the end of the interview, there was the podium stage. On the huge podium, Qin Chuan was in second place, and Martin was in third place. In the end, Martin held on to his position.

Qin Chu's trophy is silver, which fully matches the temperament of the runner-up.

"You are very strong. I hope we can fight head-to-head one day!"

Before leaving the field, Martin came to Qin Chuan and whispered something.

"Don't worry, there will be such a day!"

Qin Chuan's first impression of this crazy knife was pretty good. Riders from poor families are rare.