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

The US Grand Prix has come to an end. Although the eight-time champion did not win the sprint race, the last five laps were enough to show the fans his dominance here.

Qin Chuan opened the helmet lens. After crossing the finish line, the speed of the car gradually decreased. The car slid along the track and slowly drove towards the p room area.

"God Qin! God Qin! ..."

When driving to the stands at Turn 1, the fans' cheers rang out wave after wave. Qin Chuan slowed down, raised his right hand and waved in the direction of the fans. Suddenly, the cheers of nearly 10,000 fans became louder.

After three stops.

Qin Chuan leads the standings with 85 points, a full points ahead of second place Martin. This result would have been considered a championship level in previous years.

The car drove all the way back to the P room, and cheers were heard as soon as the door was entered. The KTM factory team's P room extended their sincere congratulations to Qin Chuan on his winning the championship. This has almost become the norm, and Qin Chuan has long been accustomed to it.

After the award ceremony, Qin Chuan returned to the RV and waited quietly for the main competition to start the next day.

Night, inside the RV.

Qin Chuan put the trophy he received in the afternoon into a brocade box. The trophy for the US station was in the shape of an irregular column, giving it a western cowboy feel and looked quite textured.

"Tired?"

After everything was done, Qin Chuan sat on the edge of the bed, and Jiang Yue gently moved her hands around Qin Chuan's shoulders, massaging his shoulders to help him relax.

"I'm not tired. I feel like I still have endless energy that needs to be released."

"You're so talkative, aren't you afraid that it will affect tomorrow's game?"

Her hand was held by Qin Chuan's big hand, and Jiang Yue gave Qin Chuan a charming look.

However, the next second, a force suddenly came at her, and before she could react, the strong scent of male hormones hit her in the face.

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The next morning, Qin Chuan got up refreshed and came to the P room early as usual, and began to discuss the routine of today's race with Stoner Pedrosa.

With a substantial understanding of the horse king's strength from yesterday's sprint race, Qin Chuan felt a lot more relaxed today.

The unknown is the most terrifying. This sentence applies everywhere. Qin Chuan felt a lot more relaxed after competing with the eight-time champion in the United States.

At least he had a preliminary understanding of the other party's strength.

This morning, Qin Chuan also learned a new piece of news, which is about the Ducati factory team contract next year, and the new news came from an interview yesterday afternoon.

"Isn't Martin a little...too..."

Jiang Yue looked at the news on her phone and frowned slightly.

"Are you trying to say he's too arrogant?"

Qin Chuan looked over and said calmly.

"Yes, a little bit. He said it too bluntly. It's easy to offend people."

Jiang Yue nodded, not hiding her true thoughts.

Just yesterday afternoon, Martin said something that seemed to have very low emotional intelligence in an interview with the media.

Regarding the factory team position, Martin gave the Ducati factory team an ultimatum in the interview. If they did not give a reply before the Petit Grand Prix and let him join the factory team, he would start negotiating with other teams.

It's not that it seems not to exist, but that it does not exist.

It would not be wrong to say that the driver was arrogant when he threatened the team.

However, Qin Chuan did have a slightly new respect for Martin, or rather, he had a slightly new respect for Martin's agent.

If it was just before, he felt that the Ducati factory team seat next year would most likely be in the pocket of the eight-time champion.

But after Martin said this, the two of them were at least evenly matched, and Martin's share was even slightly larger.

Most people rarely understand the origin of this, but Qin Chuan saw the deep details.