Could You Not Tease Me?

Donald didn't feel lucky, on the contrary, he felt that the guy behind him was too scary.

Fann Winston dared to lower his grid ranking, which showed that in his heart, it was easy to overtake himself and Renault's Penny, and McLaren's Duchovny was not even an opponent.

Donald clenched the steering wheel and accelerated to increase the distance to the rear.

"Van Winston, let me see how far you can go this time!"

Donald gritted his teeth.

But after five laps, Winston was like an arrow leaving the string, constantly narrowing the distance between him and Donald, then cornering faster than ordinary people, quickly closing the line, and passing Donald in one go.

Cold sweat broke out on Donald's back: Damn it!No matter how good the performance of Ferrari is, it's not how you play it!

But in any case, the advantage Winston created for him in blocking Enzo was decisive.

In the next few laps, Winston's overtaking continued, Duchovny was defeated at the apex, and Winston exited the corner at high speed, causing the audience to scream.

Immediately afterwards, Winston surpassed the textbook-style pit stop, and after changing tires, he pressed Penny of the Renault team, and overtook the second time at the corner, which can be described as arrogant.

"Winston is Winston, and his overtaking is always exciting!" A photographer sighed, "But don't you find it strange? According to the strength of Winston and the Ferrari team, his ranking this time It was as if he deliberately lowered his speed. In the first five laps, he could compete with Sauber's Donald, but he was very... How should I put it, very quiet?"

"Because I'm too confident in myself... I'm more curious, whether Evan Hunter of the Marcus team can achieve another success this time. My feeling is that he has found his own state. As long as this state continues, he It will have a great impact on masters like Penny and Duchovny...and it shouldn't be mediocrity that wins Winston's favor." Audrey said.

"You mean Hunter and Winston, I always feel that they have no intersection... I don't know how they became friends?"

At this time, the driver of Force India, Maiden, was being pressed. His opponent was so sophisticated that he almost made a mistake in three consecutive corners.

On the next lap, that guy's overtaking became more daring, and he exited the corner perfectly. Seeing his figure walking away, Maiden actually felt a sense of relief.

"That... seems to be Ivan Hunter from the Marcus team?" Maiden said with emotion.

He remembered listening to two drivers of the Williams team chatting before the game, talking about the teenager's double overtaking at Silverstone.After overtaking the two Williams drivers in a row, he fell behind due to a puncture. Unexpectedly, this guy could rise again. After leaving the pit stop, he once again overtook the two Williams drivers who were far ahead. This is for any team. Said, very embarrassing.

Maiden exhaled, such an opponent is very strong, in fact, losing to him is not ashamed.

"He's up to ninth."

"Well... there's still a lot of time." Audrey narrowed her eyes.

I just see your tenacity and boldness, but Hunter... what is it about you that attracts Winston?

The driver of the Williams team, Colt, found that the guy chasing him had changed from Maiden of the Force India to Hunter of the Marcus team, and he had a feeling of lovelessness.

Thinking of how this guy surpassed him twice in the last race, Colt complained in his heart: Brat, why don't you just give up the seat to you!

But how is it possible!

Colt held on to his position, if he was overtaken by this kid this time, he would have nothing to do in the team!

And Hunter's heart was always tense, he had to pass Colt, he had to rush over!

Donald is still far ahead!Not only do I want to surpass him, but I also want to get in the top five!

Colt wanted to take advantage of the performance of the car to get rid of Hunter in consecutive corners, but he didn't expect Hunter to directly delay the brake and continue to bite.

Another lap passed, and Colt's spirit was almost exhausted by Hunter. He made a mistake in defensive driving and was overtaken by Hunter.

"Oh shit……"

"It must be very painful for the driver being chased by him." The photojournalist never took his eyes off the camera, "I have risen to the eighth place... and then there is Enzo of the Lotus team!"

"He once surpassed Enzo. In terms of self-confidence, perhaps Hunter's self-confidence is higher than Enzo's." Audrey said.

When Hunter came into the pit to change the tire, the prelude to the fierce pursuit of Enzo began.

Hunter's heartstrings were almost pulled to the limit, and he knew that he was getting closer to his goal.

Enzo's defense and line routing are more mature and stable than his previous opponents.

Hunter knew very well that he was able to overtake him last time because Enzo underestimated him, but this time it was impossible!There were two consecutive corners, and the two cars competed fiercely. Several times, the audience was so nervous that their hearts burst. They were afraid that Hunter would lose control and rush off the track.

Marcus clutched his chest and gritted his teeth. Hunter didn't surpass Enzo for a moment, and he didn't dare to breathe for a moment.

This contest consisted of eight consecutive laps, every turn and every line of Hunter was precise and smooth, which put great pressure on the veteran Enzo.

The more Enzo wanted to get rid of Hunter, the tighter he followed and the more stable his driving became.

"Is this guy really participating in Formula [-] for the first time!" Enzuo was clearly prepared for this kid to rush out suddenly, but only now did he understand that imagination and reality are two different things - this kid can always surpass him imagination.

Sensing Hunter's tendency to overtake again, Enzo had no choice but to block him, but he didn't expect that it was just a fake move. Hunter dexterously shuttled past him, and countless spectators stood up and applauded. Hunter rushed to the first place just like that. Seven!

The photographer raised his hand and grabbed Audrey beside him, and said with extreme excitement, "Hey... did you see that! It was so beautiful just now!"

It took two seconds for Audrey to realize that the one who lost the famous PK Enzo was really Hunter.

"There are still more than 20 laps, can he catch up with Donald?"

"He can!" Audrey was also surprised. Why did she suddenly have such confidence in this young man?

When Donald found that Hunter was chasing him, he couldn't help but sigh——Enzo still didn't block that brat in the end!

Thinking of losing to the brat in the last match, Donald felt overwhelmed with resentment—I still want the brat to know that ginger is always hot!

Donald has been running ahead of Hunter, and he knows that facing Hunter must have patience and perseverance.Defend each of Hunter's overtaking attempts as if it were a completely different opponent.

For eight full laps, Donald blocked Hunter's twelve overtakings, and this contest became the biggest highlight of the race.The audience was shouting, the media was tense, and so was Hunter.

He said to himself: Hunter, Hunter!You've stretched enough, it's time!

Hunter followed Donald on the straight, seized the opportunity of the vacuum, and overtook him in one fell swoop at the moment of entering the corner!

"Oh oh oh!"

Exclamations came and went.

But entering the corner at high speed made Hunter almost lose control, and even Donald was terrified when he saw it!

However, Hunter controlled the direction, the front of the car rotated along the outside line, passed the curve like a drift, turned wonderfully, and drove into the straight.

"My mother... this kid is so lucky!" the photographer exclaimed.

But Audrey who watched this scene was completely stunned.

"Audrey! Audrey! What's wrong with you?"

"That's not...not luck." After a long time, Audrey said.

"He almost rushed off the track and finished playing!"

"He can follow Enzo for more than a dozen laps without making mistakes, and he can bite Donald for eight laps without letting go. He is a guy with absolute patience...so he will not be impulsive. Everything just now was in his expectation! Don't you remember? At Silverstone, Winston passed Shire in the same way!"

"Oh... my God..."

That overtaking was thrilling and wonderful. It was the perfect combination of Ferrari's super performance and driver's technology. In the eyes of many people, it was difficult to be imitated and replicated. I didn't expect this young man to do it in such a tense race. arrive!

The exclamation from her colleagues was meaningless to Audrey. All she thought about now was that the game was over, and she must interview Hunter!

At this time, Duchovny, who was ahead of Hunter, pitted ahead of time as if he had expected all of this. After a round of nervous tire changes, Duchovny frantically tried to widen the distance between him and Hunter.

"Does he want to overtake Duchovny..." Marcus stuck his chin and frowned, "Or should we let him try to keep his current ranking? He will definitely need another pit stop if he wants to overtake Duchovny... "

"McGrady was lapped by Winston just now. After Winston passed him, he didn't grasp the direction and rushed into the buffer zone... After the start again, he has dropped to [-]th place. If Hunter can hold the sixth place, this The points are already very good for us.” The technical officer analyzed from the perspective of maximizing the interests of the team.

"But are you willing? Formula One is like sailing against the current. Almost every driver who just wants to hold his position will eventually be overtaken. Behind Hunter is Donald who is trying to regain his position. Only by running faster and faster can he really hold the so-called race. s position."

"I see, let's notify Hunter to come in! Everyone get ready!"

With only ten laps left in the race, the Marcus team made a bold decision.

With such a tense rhythm, Hunter still pitted accurately, and all the technicians quickly replaced the tires like clockwork. After Hunter returned to the track, he began to chase Duchovny fiercely.

The spectators were emotional, watching the two cars turn almost wheel-to-wheel, and after five laps, Duchovny and Hunter had no fewer than ten contests.It makes people's blood vessels explode!

Hunter decisively delayed the brakes to merge into the corner with Duchovny's desperate momentum.

"He's crazy!" Marcus' eyes widened.

Both the technicians and technicians looked up at the scene on the screen.

Hunter was about to lose control. At the moment when they couldn't help but close their eyes, Hunter gripped the steering wheel, pulled back the line, made a strong turn, and rushed in front of Duchovny.

The cheers were endless, and the entire Marcus team was boiling!

Duchovny tried to regain his position, but he did not expect that Hunter's driving was stable. In the remaining three laps, Duchovny tried countless times, but failed to overtake.

When Hunter crossed the finish line, his heart seemed to stop.

Panting hard, Hunter's ears buzzed again and again.

It wasn't until he calmed down that he heard Marcus's voice on the radio, as well as various cheers.

"Hey... how many places did I get today?"

"Hunter! You are No.5! No.5! This is your best result since entering F1! It is also the best result our team has achieved in the past two years!" His voice was excited and trembling.

No. 5... Great.

Hunter closed his eyes, finally pursed his lips and smiled.

As long as he can still drive into the top five in the next two races, Fann Winston, the big iceberg, will give him a striptease!

It feels so cool to think about it!

"Who is the champion of this station?"

"It's Ferrari's Van Winston! He beat Red Bull's Owen in the last corner of the final lap! That corner is so fucking wonderful! Of course, the one you surpassed Duchovny is absolutely classic! "

The smile on Hunter's face grew wider.

It seems that I am also in danger of stripping!

But, compared to getting into the top five by himself, it is more difficult for Winston to hold on to the championship in the next two races!

After driving the car back, he stepped out of the car in a hurry, threw the helmet to the staff at the side, grabbed a bottle of water and ran out.

"Hunter! Where are you going, Hunter!" the PR manager shouted.

"I'll be right back!"

At the end of the high-intensity race, when the driver's spirit relaxes, it should be the most lazy moment, but Hunter is more excited than usual.

He ran all the way and almost ran over Donald.

"Stinky boy! Look at the road! What if I smashed my old bones!"

It was very depressing to be overtaken by Hunter, but after the race, he was knocked into a dizzy state.

"If you are really knocked apart by him, the team will probably sign him to take your place." Donald's teammate said unkindly.

Suddenly, Donald felt that he was going to suffer from depression.

Hunter moved on and finally saw the person he had always wanted to see.

Winston was finalizing the content of the post-match interview with the PR staff when he heard someone shouting his name.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Hunter running towards him with open arms, as if crashing into his world at all costs.

The other staff members were stunned. They had never seen anyone dare to treat Winston like this.

At the moment when Hunter was about to pounce on Winston, the entire Ferrari staff widened their eyes—was Winston trying to push this brat away?Or just dodge sideways and let him pounce?

What happened in the next tenth of a second made everyone's mouths stuffed with eggs.

Winston suddenly squatted down, stretched out his arms to grab Hunter who was rushing over, and hugged him suddenly.

This was completely beyond Hunter's expectations, and the sudden flight made him hug Winston's neck subconsciously.

"Hey - you scared me to death!" Hunter stared at the other party with rounded eyes.

Winston raised his head and looked into Hunter's eyes, but he didn't put him down, but said to the staff beside him, "Wait a moment."

"Put me down!"

Although I don't look strong, Hunter's fat content was less than 13.00% in the last test. This shows that he has useful muscles on his body, not a small bamboo pole.

However, Winston turned his face sideways and threw his hands upwards, not intending to let him down at all: "You came here to say something to me?"

While talking, Winston walked towards the next bathroom, he let go of one hand, and locked the door directly.

Outside the bathroom, the others continued to be dumbfounded.

"Hey—did you do it on purpose! Don't let me down yet!"

Hunter struggled with great strength, but Winston retreated directly along with his thrust, and after touching the wall, he was unmoved.

"What do you want to say to me?" Winston still had the same calm voice, but the upturned corners of his lips convinced Hunter that this guy was in a good mood.

"I don't want to talk about it now. If you have the ability, you keep hugging me like this. Let's see how long you can hold me!"

Hunter shrugged his shoulders, with an expression of abandoning treatment.

"Do you think it's more tiring to hold the steering wheel of an F1 car for more than two hours, or just hold you like this?" Winston asked.

Nonsense... holding the steering wheel of course...

Hunter showed an unhappy expression.

"Do you know that if you just bring me in like this, the media will write scribbles?"

"Scribble what?"

"What else can I scribble about? Of course we have a romantic relationship! How can you make me raise my head in front of my sister in the future!"

"Can't the media write about this?" Winston asked rhetorically.

"Okay... just treat it as an entertainment for F1 fans." Hunter rolled his eyes skyward.

Winston slowly put Hunter down.

Even though he was wearing a thick racing suit, Hunter could feel the warmth and strength of his opponent's palm.

"I won No.5, and you also won the championship. Are we even?"

"Of course not. If you can still drive into the top five in the next two races, and I can stick to the championship, we will all jump."

"Isn't it... You are so serious about such a bet? But to be honest, I am not as good as you, even if I dance, you will suffer!"

And Hunter has small expectations in his heart.

At the moment when Hunter was about to leave the opponent, Winston suddenly tightened his embrace, and Hunter bumped forward, almost hitting the opponent's chin.

This time, he reacted quickly, putting his hands next to Winston's ears, while the other party raised his head and smiled. From his eyes, Hunter could see that this guy wanted to bump into him.

"I'll really beat you up." Hunter looked at him.

His eyes are serious and serious.

"Let's sleep together tonight." Winston said calmly, not paying attention to Hunter's threatening expression at all.

"……what?"

"I'm flying to Japan tomorrow afternoon. This should be my last night in Austria this year."

"Oh, so?" Hunter got out from between Winston's arms, and stood not far away, looking at him with his pocket in his pocket.

"Your room has a better view."

"I don't accept this reason." Hunter shrugged.

"I want to stay with you," said Winston again.

His voice was soft, without any plea in it, but somehow it warmed Hunter's heart.

"It's too gay... Don't say that to the media, I agree... No, you don't make such misleading jokes to me in the future, I agree."

"I will not play misleading jokes on you in the future."

Winston said.

"Okay, see you tonight."

"Because I never joked with you."

Winston's voice sounded from behind Hunter.

"Ha..." Hunter smiled helplessly, "How can we adjust the normal way of getting along!"

Such as watching action movies, barbecues, mountain climbing and social parties together!

When Hunter opened the bathroom door, he found that almost all the people who were outside the door were still outside, as if they were waiting for some shocking news.

"Damn!" Hunter turned around, gave Winston a middle finger, and left in a huff.

There was no expression on Winston's face. With a glance, everyone dispersed.

In the interviews after the race, the media still focused on those issues, such as strategic analysis, the key ideas of car design, and the goal of the next race.

When he got back to the hotel room, he quickly started to pack his things, and when the doorbell rang, he had just hidden his unwashed socks.

As soon as he opened the door, Hunter froze.

Because it was not Winston outside the door, but Audrey Wilson.

"You look surprised." Audrey asked with a smile.

"Ah... yes, surprised. How do you know I live here?" Hunter scratched the back of his head.

The beauty came to visit, this surprise came too suddenly.

"Remember what I said, when this race is over, I hope to have a face-to-face interview with you?" Audrey said with a smile.

"I... I thought that was just your polite rhetoric..."

Hunter's little heart was beating loudly.

"If I tell you now that I'm serious, may I go in?" Audrey blinked, and Hunter immediately turned sideways to invite her in.

She looked at his room and sat down on the sofa: "I didn't expect your room to be so tidy."

The author has something to say: Salted egg time:

Hunter: I want to be on top!

Winston: Good.

Hunter: Put me down!

Winston: Didn't you say you were going to be on it?

Hunter: I don't want to be on it!put me down!

Winston: I'm against you, what are you afraid of?

Hunter: I don't want you to push me... put me down!

Winston: Are you uncomfortable?

Hunter: Put me down!

Winston: I think you're up there.

Hunter: I don't want to be on it!you put me down!

Winston: Put you down in a moment.

Hunter: ...it's been a long time...put me down...

Winston: Why are you crying?Don't like being on it?

Hunter: ...put me down...

Winston: After that, you can't say you want to be on top.

Hunter: ...ok...put me down...