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

"Roy, where is Roy?"

Head coach Victor couldn't find any trace of Roy, so he had to ask Mikel and Juan who were close to Roy.In the end, Alex confessed that he had seen Roy and Arthur together before.

So the members of the Dadi team ran to the floor where the Baolai team was located, knocked on the door and asked if anyone knew Roy's whereabouts.

The drivers of the Baolai team dared not make a sound.

They had all heard the horrific howls coming from Arthur's room before, and they each made up the story of Roy provoking Arthur alone after losing the game, and was beaten up by Arthur in the end.

But now that Roy's teammates came to the door, the people from the Baolai team had no reason not to give directions, so they knocked on Arthur's door tremblingly.

"The door is unlocked, please come in!" Arthur greeted politely.

The people from the two convoys opened the door and saw Arthur and Roy sitting side by side on the sofa.The two each held a bowl of yogurt mixed with cereals, nuts and fruits, and were watching the game video together.

The outspoken Juan opened his mouth and said, "Roy, you are really greedy!"

Professional road cyclists need to supplement about 2700-3000 kcal of food every day. After dinner and before going to bed, they often have an extra meal.

The logistics of the Baolai team are very good. The team members' evening meal is protein-rich yoghurt, which can help the drivers recover quickly and repair strained muscles-and it is quite delicious.

When the teammates came in, Roy hugged the yogurt in his arms like a little hamster and ate it with relish—Juan only said this.

Roy raised his spoon in protest: "I'm not greedy, I... I'm studying the performance of crossing the line with Arthur."

The Baolai team has equipped each driver with a projection device, and they can watch the video of the race on the TV in the room.

When the teammates came in, Roy and Arthur were indeed watching the video data of the two crossing the line together.

Victor, the head coach of the Continental Racing Team, also entered Arthur's room - he has a wealth of coaching experience and has coached countless young drivers. What happened to him?

So, after Victor entered the room, he glanced at the bed in the guest room.

On the bed in Arthur's room, the sheets were wrinkled, and the pillows were sunken. When Roy saw the coach's expression, he quickly lowered his head and ate the yogurt.

Arthur remained calm from beginning to end, as if he had never done anything to Roy.

With a tense face, Victor nodded to Arthur and Roy, and gritted his teeth: "You two really work hard!"

"There's still a game tomorrow, I hope the two of you don't 'compete' until it's too late. Roy, come to the restaurant early for breakfast tomorrow."

"Okay, coach!" Roy replied vaguely with his mouth full of nuts and cereal.

"Excuse me, stage champion!" Victor nodded politely to Arthur, and led Roy's teammates out of Arthur's room.

Arthur's teammates looked at Roy curiously.

Their little teammate, Arthur, has a weird personality, and he doesn't pretend to speak to anyone, but he can bring the other team's drivers who are directly competing with him to his room to watch the video of the race together——

But Arthur won the first stage championship for the Baolai team, and he is the popular candidate for the "white shirt" of this event.

People from Baolai Racing Team: We dare not say, and we dare not ask.

The teammates turned around and left Arthur's room, and one of them even said good night to Arthur and Roy.

Roy still buried his head in the yogurt bowl, but he was thinking in his heart: After this incident, in his life, he will not be able to make enemies with Arthur——

In the next game, if he can't defeat Arthur again, his "suspect" tonight will never be cleared.

It's clear that Victor has begun to doubt his relationship with Arthur...

What is his relationship with Arthur?It's obviously a relationship of mutual natural enemies!

Thinking of this, Roy stuffed another mouthful of delicious and nutritious yogurt into his mouth, and made up his mind——

For the next stage, he must...

When Roy looked up again, his eyes were attracted by a framed photo on the small coffee table next to the sofa.

This photo frame is obviously not equipped by the hotel: the old-fashioned dark wooden frame is really out of tune with the modern decoration of the hotel interior.

In the frame is an old photo.In the photo is a brunette lady with high spirits, a dozen children are standing beside her, and several bicycles are parked beside the children.

"This is my mother."

Seeing Roy looking intently at the photo, Arthur replied in a low voice.

When he is full of emotion, his voice is very magnetic and appears particularly gentle.

"I heard that today is... a very important day." Roy whispered.

He stared at the photo frame for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Is this in South Africa?"

Arthur nodded, also staring at the person in the photo frame, lost in memory.

After a long time, Fang Fang said: "My mother was hosting a project there - through fundraising, so that children in impoverished villages can ride bicycles①."

"bike?"

Roy asked in surprise.

He really failed to understand that there are many ways to help children in impoverished villages, why bicycles?

"Owning a bicycle is equivalent to extending the radius of life by at least 20 kilometers. With this tool, these children have the opportunity to receive education, and it is possible to go to schools far away from home..."

These contents are 100% fresh for Roy.

He lived a good life since he was a child, and he started riding purely out of interest.

He has never thought that bicycles, one of the many means of transportation invented by human beings, can give many people the opportunity to change their lives in Arthur's mouth.

"For this project, my parents have been separated in two places, which led to the failure of their marriage..."

"But my mother, she has never regretted it."

Roy stared at the woman in the photo, sure Arthur was telling the truth.

Obviously, until the last moment of this woman's life, she believed that what she did made a real difference to the children around her.

Perhaps this is another extraordinary meaning that bicycles bring to human beings.

"However, I still hope..."

Arthur took a sharp breath, his nasal voice a little thick.

"...I still hope she never leaves me..."

Roy wordlessly put his hand on Arthur's shoulder, and patted it lightly.

He finally understood what happened to the pack of cigarettes last night.

Under the starry sky, in the dead of night, lighting a cigarette just feels the life they have never understood.

Under Roy's comfort, Arthur finally calmed down and returned to his previous state.

If other people just rely on observation, they will never be able to see his emotions clearly——

"After my mother passed away, my father took me 'out of mercy'."

"But I couldn't take him anymore... I left them when I was 16."

Arthur didn't talk much.He tried to use the shortest and most plain words to express.

It seems that he never easily reveals his state of mind to others.

Roy heard a lot from these simple words——

An independent and kind single mother, a young boy deeply affected by it...

It conveys ideals that are not understood or recognized.

"How...how did you get into road racing?"

Roy couldn't help but want to listen again, he wanted to know more about Arthur.

"It's a bit of luck to say it," Arthur said, with the corners of his mouth raised, which shows that the experience was also very interesting to him.

"Mum left me a women's bike. I brought it back to England from South Africa."

"The day I left home, I took that car away and ended up speeding on the road - caught by the police and issued a ticket."

Roy couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand and patted his forehead, thinking: As expected of Arthur, as expected of you!

"There was a guy who paid the fine for me, and that guy happened to be my first coach."

"Later, I joined Baolai—because Baolai conducts a public welfare practice in South Africa every year to continue the project initiated by my mother."

Arthur's expression was very solemn: "The better the team's performance, the more people will pay attention to this project-I think it's that simple."

Roy nodded; "Indeed..."

Why didn't he understand these things in his previous life?

As the influence of Baolai Racing Team grows, the concept they advocate will attract more attention.

Arthur is a very attractive young driver. As he becomes famous, the public welfare projects he advocates will definitely be recognized by more people.

"I just want to find more meaning in what I'm doing now."

Arthur muffled.

It's hard to imagine that a man like Arthur can talk so much—Roy feels that he should have already used up his speaking quota for today.

However, in Arthur's place, this young man seemed to have opened his heart for the first time. There was a person who was about his age, experience, and willing to listen. He was sitting beside Arthur, listening to Arthur's clumsy expression. with...

Just listen to Arthur whispering as if asking and answering himself:

"We can keep winning, but so what? Can you win forever?"

Roy: ...

He was deeply impressed by this sentence, but he couldn't remember who said it.

He never thought that this sentence would come from his "mortal enemy".

This sentence fell into Roy's ears, and it suddenly seemed extremely harsh, as if this old opponent was laughing at him: he wanted to win, but he had no idea what the meaning of the game and life was.

He Roy has won a lifetime of trophies, and now he wants to continue to kill all directions in his second life.

Roy immediately put down the yogurt bowl in his hand, got up and said, "It's getting late! There's still a game tomorrow."

Arthur was surprised and at a loss, not knowing which words he said suddenly offended Roy.

But he is Arthur, even if he senses something is wrong, he will not ask.

He just opened the door and sent Roy out.

Roy walked a long way angrily, and suddenly realized that the muscles of his limbs, which had been "treated" by Arthur with special techniques, were no longer sore, and they were surprisingly relaxed at this moment.

He raised his arms in surprise, and moved his feet again.

He felt that the energy had been poured back into his body quickly - the fatigue of his limbs had really been forgotten.

He's back to his best.

Roy suddenly felt good——

He is casual and generous, but extremely fickle.

At this moment, he had let go of all the unhappiness in his heart just now, turned around, and saw Arthur standing at the door of the guest room, arms folded, looking at him from afar.

"Thank you!" Roy cheerfully waved his hand over there to say hello, he was completely different from the "good-tempered" Roy just now.

In the distance, Arthur nodded his chin slightly, without saying a word, just closed the door.

Stage 13, mountain stage; total length: 191.5 kilometers.

Before the start of the race, George Spark, who was wearing a yellow jersey, passed through the crowd, stopped beside Roy, extended his hand to him, and shook hands with Roy very warmly and politely:

"Hello, Roy, I'm George Spark."

"Yesterday, you and Arthur were both outstanding. It can only be described as 'amazing'."

"I hope you will show mercy today."

"Yellow Shirt" said so while shaking hands with Roy.

The author has something to say: ①This public welfare project really exists—it is a public welfare project supported by the South African motorcade NTT (formerly known as DimensionData, which is said to be renamed soon), providing transportation for children in impoverished areas of South Africa.Their idea is that bicycles can provide these children with transportation, expand their living radius, and allow them to independently go to school several kilometers away from home.

This project has been going on for several years and has indeed changed the lives and destiny of many young people.