Back in the game, I'm still the big devil

Stage 10: flat stage; total length: 168.5 kilometers.

The routine after breakfast is the time for the head coach to arrange tactics for this stage.

Alex, the number two general nicknamed "Dali", blushed and glared at the head coach Victor, but couldn't say a word.

The other teammates, except for Roy who was covering his face behind the newspaper, were all looking at Alex with sympathetic eyes at the moment.

Earlier the head coach announced today's tactics.

The whole team immediately understood: After Nick retired, their current leader is Roy, who has not even reached his 21st birthday.

Alex didn't say anything at first, but head coach Victor added:

"The tactics I arranged today, I hope everyone will follow them meticulously!"

Victor stared at Alex sternly as he said this.

Alex immediately muttered as if protesting: "The last time someone deliberately violated the coach's tactical arrangement, isn't there nothing wrong?"

Victor is also a hot-tempered coach. He put his hands on the table, glared at Alex and said loudly: "If you go against the tactics and come back with a stage championship, then you can give it a try?"

Alex didn't dare to say anything for a while, and lowered his head to stare at the table.

The other teammates all looked at each other in blank dismay, thinking: Their head coach is really a coach who protects weaknesses.

When Nick was the chief general, he spared no effort to maintain Nick's authority;

Now that Roy is promoted to the position of the general, he will spare no effort to help Roy stand up.

At this time, Roy put down the newspaper in front of him, looked at Victor and said, "Coach, I have some different opinions on the tactics you arranged."

"I want to apply to continue working as 'Rabbit'!"

As soon as he said this, his teammates were all overwhelmed.

Juan and Rice, who had always supported Roy, covered their faces with their hands at this moment, not daring to speak.

They guessed that Roy didn't have the guts to be the leader of the team, so they applied for an automatic "downgrade".

Looking at other people's faces, including Alex's, they probably all guessed the same way.

Unexpectedly, Roy snapped his fingers and said, "I'm still 17 minutes away from the first overall score. Only by becoming a 'rabbit' and breaking through from the main group can it be possible to narrow the 17-minute gap."

Hearing Roy's words, the remaining six teammates sat at the table and looked at each other.

Alex was especially surprised, his mouth opened wide and he couldn't speak.

God! ——When they were still guessing that Roy wasn't brave enough to be the leader, what Roy was thinking about was how to become the number one in the overall score.

Victor nodded in satisfaction.

"It's a great idea to have!"

"However, today and tomorrow are both flat stages. Even if you can win the championship away from the main group, the number of seconds you can win should still be limited—and it is easy to expose our team's tactical intentions."

Roy smiled brightly at Victor, and almost gave Victor a thumbs up:

"You old fox—"

The 10th and 11th stages are all flat stages without any slope.

Even if Roy can become the stage champion as a "rabbit", it will be difficult to widen the gap with the main group.

On the contrary, it will make the current top competitors on the total score wary of Roy.

The best way is to cover up the "fact" that Roy has been promoted to the general, and then throw Roy out as a bouncing rabbit at the most critical stage.

It was Roy who stood up lightly and deftly, rolled the newspaper in his hand into a roll, and threw it into Alex's hand.

"Dali, you probably really want me to prove it to you!"

The newspaper was slowly unfolding in front of Alex. On it were two photos of Roy—a comparison of the front and the back. The young man who was not lightly injured was facing the camera, smiling effortlessly. I have to marvel, marvel at this composure, marvel at such a firm will.

"Don't worry, before I can convince you, you can just think of me as an acting general."

Already limped by Roy's few words, Alex nodded obediently.

All the other teammates breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, I have something to inform," Victor reminded everyone, "From tonight, we will stay in the same hotel as the Baolai team. You will meet people from Baolai, please be careful in your words and deeds, don't Communicate internal matters of the fleet in a public place."

Starting from the next stage, the starting point and the end point of each stage are not in the popular tourist areas.

Therefore, the organizing committee recommends that teams such as Dadi and Baolai, which do not have a particularly large number of teams and logistics, combine accommodation.The organizing committee is easy to arrange.

"Understood!" All members replied in unison.

Roy raised his eyebrows: So he can meet that guy when he is resting in the hotel?

When the 10th stage started, Roy and his teammates mixed in the team waiting in line at the starting point.

Roy saw Arthur in a white shirt passing in front of him, and he wasn't envious at all.

After a while, Spark in yellow jersey passed in front of Roy. Roy's eyes lit up with excitement—Spark was escorted by four powerful lieutenants with iron-like discipline in the team. Roy There is no way not to be envious.

However, he was still stubborn, and deliberately turned his head and said to Rice beside him: "Now this journey is all about the strength of the team. It will not be until the 20th round of the time trial that the individual's ability will be fully tested."

Rice foolishly retorted from the side: "The time trial is not entirely true, the ability of the logistics team and mechanics is the most tested during the time trial—"

Roy (sighs): "You are really honest, Rice."

A powerful team often has a powerful financial backing father.A mid-range team like Dadi naturally faces more difficulties if it wants to achieve good results.

But think about it from another angle: being able to stand out in the face of many difficulties is the highest honor a driver can get and the best embodiment of the competitive spirit.

At this time, "White Shirt" Arthur, who was in front of the starting point alongside the yellow shirt, suddenly looked back at Roy.

His eyes were still concerned, as if he was asking how Roy's injury was.

Roy is actually a casual and fickle person, and he puts his mind at ease very quickly—super fast.When he just crashed in the 8th stage, he remembered what happened before his rebirth, which made him immediately dissatisfied with Arthur.

But now, he has completely let go: the car crash in his previous life has never happened in his current world, so what the hell is he sulking about?

So Roy smiled in Arthur's direction, his beautiful peach eyes were curved, and there was a smile in his eyes.

Arthur immediately received the signal, and his mood improved immediately. The corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitched, and then he turned back to prepare for the upcoming game.

But another person moved up from behind, came to Roy's side, stretched his arms around Roy's shoulder pretending to be affectionate: "Roy, how are you?"

The person who came just touched the wound on Roy's back shoulder, and Roy shuddered from the pain.

But Roy held back and did not show any abnormalities. He turned his head and saw that the person coming was Mark Yates from the McLaren Racing Team.

"What advice do you have, Mark?" Roy replied with a smile.

Mark pointed to Arthur in the white shirt, and asked Roy: "How do you feel when you were taken away by the people who stood side by side in the front row?"

Mark Yates was once the winner of the green jersey, but his green jersey lost to Roy's teammate Juan - Roy also helped his teammate in that game.How can Mark not be angry?

It was not easy for Roy to lose his jersey and get mixed up with ordinary riders. How could Mark catch up and taunt Roy.

Roy didn't look angry at all.

He looked at Mark sadly, sighed faintly, and said, "What else can I do? Someone snatched the jersey from me, and I can't get it back. I can only hang it on the main group's desk like this." On the tail, go to the Champs Elysees—"

mark:……

He reacted for a while, and finally blushed.

Isn't Roy talking about him?

Mark Yates won the green jersey briefly, but was taken away again in a blink of an eye.After that, he tried a few sprint points, but to no avail.As a sprinter, Mark feels that he has no motivation to fight for the green jersey or the stage championship——

He really can only, as Roy said, "hang on the tail of the main group and get mixed up in the Champs Elysees."

Roy sounded like he was mocking himself, but every word was mocking Mark.

Mark didn't even have a chance to refute - after all, the other party seemed to be laughing at himself from beginning to end.

But think about it, how could this be talking about Roy himself?

Roy was the one who made it all the way to the finish line in his ripped jersey after the crash, and received the "Most Competitive Award" for that race.

How could he be someone who lost his fighting spirit so easily?

On the other hand, Mark himself, as a sprinter, really has no room for performance on the long slope. He even rides with his teammates, occasionally greets and chats with the audience on the side of the road, and occasionally takes off his hands to play a little juggling game.

Why does Roy's mouth have such an ability to express Mark's little thoughts vividly, and poke him to pieces in one sentence?

Mark was going to hate Roy to death.

He looked at the drivers of the Dadi team beside Roy. Juan, Rice and others were all giggling.

He is really: Stealing chickens is not enough to make money, and it is not enough to mock people, but to be ruthlessly ridiculed.

At this moment, Roy turned his face indifferently: "I'm sorry, the competition is about to start—I'm going to prepare for... hanging on the tail safely."

He heard Mark grinding his teeth beside him.

But in fact, what Roy said was true.

He accepted the suggestion of the head coach Victor. In the 10th and 11th stages, he will not show the mountains but not the waters, but firmly follow the main group and never let the current gap widen by a second.

He will know how to suppress his desire to win, as Victor taught him.

There was only so much stamina in reserve for this week, and he had to put it all to good use.

In his previous life, Roy has always believed in a concept, which can be said to be the most reasonable saying of the sport of road cycling:

In addition to requiring various skills and talents in this sport, the biggest secret lies in the distribution of physical energy.

It's like, you need to hit the target, but there is only one bullet. The only thing you can do is to shoot the bullet at the most appropriate time.