formula superstar

"Yanji! It's time to eat!"

At 9 o'clock in the morning on weekends, Mo Fei put some eggs, bread and milk on the table, looked at the clock on the wall, and then walked to the bedroom.

He doesn't have time to spend with this little slob, he will have to work overtime later.

When I opened the door, I saw my son looking at him with his eyes open——

"Uh... Yanji, what are you doing?"

Facing the whistling electric fan, Mo Yanji wrapped himself in a quilt into a ball, and only his eyes were exposed, like a small pet.

Mo Yanji's eyelids were slightly raised, his vision blurred.After faltering for a while, could it be that he understood what he said——

"If there is milk, I won't drink it...you go to work first."

"Milk is very nutritious. You also grew up drinking it when you were a child..." Mo Fei approached the bed and was about to say something, but he always felt that his son's reaction was not right——

Since yesterday's game.

Putting his hand on Mo Yanji's forehead, could it be that he was shocked!

So hot!I have a fever!

Could it be that he rummaged through boxes and chests to find medicine immediately—my son has been very strong since he was a child, and he has never even had a few colds. How could he suddenly have a fever? !

Mo Fei beside him was so anxious that his ass was on fire, while Mo Yanji on the bed was very quiet——

He was very cold, and his mind seemed to be stuck on yesterday's race... The distant sky, the endless track, the boiling crowd, the unstoppable screams...

It's like a dream, but it's real.

What lap is it now?

Mo Yanji didn't know, he just felt as if his breath was about to disappear on the track... His whole body felt very hot.

what happened?

"Mr. Yang, Mo Yanji's lap time has begun to drop. Although the difference is very small, it can still be seen..." Sitting in front of the computer, Yin Li bit his finger and said, "His physical condition seems to be not good."

"Not in poor health."

The old lady Yang turned around, "Sister Yin, you should study carefully the traffic lane that Mo Yanji's kid just entered into the corner. Is it something that ordinary people can easily do?"

As he said that, Mrs. Yang came to Yin Li's computer in a wheelchair by herself, and pointed to Mo Yanji's road map displayed on the screen, "I'm sure that the moment he turned the car around after reaching the limit, he The body of the car is not only tilted, it may have been lifted into the air."

"what?!"

Brother Kobayakawa moved his head closer in disbelief.

"Even if the distance from the ground is very small, as soon as the tires are off the ground, it will be infinitely more difficult to control the entire car than on the ground! The physical and mental energy consumed will increase geometrically... Don't you know that he is 12 years old?"

"12...is still a false age."

Kobayakawa couldn't help complaining.

"Teacher, what do you mean..."

"He is too small, and his body cannot bear too much pressure. What he does is not the similar drift of the No. [-] car of the Red Bull Racing Team, but uses the characteristics of the car body and his own sensitive senses to discover and control it."

"No. The No. [-] car of the Red Bull Racing Team also has several times the lateral inertia when drifting! If you have to fight for mental strength, our kid will not lose to him!"

Yin Li suddenly stood up from the stool.

"I didn't say he would lose." Mrs. Yang signaled Yin Li not to get excited, and then asked Brother Xiaobaochuan to continue to guard their duties and observe Mo Yanji's actions.

"On the contrary." Mrs. Yang cast her eyes on the screen again, "Although this is a hard fight, it doesn't mean that Mo Yanji's kid will lose. Not only that, but he can learn a lot from this competition. Things you can't learn in the game..."

"Your son can learn a lot from this event that he didn't learn before..."

Seeing that Mo Fei treated him coldly, Yan Yitian had no choice but to return the topic to the business.

Sure enough, Mo Fei approached with a baby face curiously, "What did you say?"

"For example, how to keep the first place." Yan Yitian narrowed his eyes slightly, "Sometimes, it is more difficult to keep the first place than to go to many first places. Mo Yanji directly used his amazing talent and tenacious mental power in the previous few games. Put that persecution behind you, but this time it's different."

Yan Yitian turned his head and met Mo Fei face to face, and slowly raised the corners of his lips, "The outcome of this match is really unpredictable."

Could it be that he watched him quietly in the hustle and bustle of the surrounding people——

"If Yanji loses, I'll make you a huge fresh strawberry cake." Mo Fei put his eyes on Mo Yanji's white car, "However, I don't think the chances are high."

"There are eight laps left in the race! Ah! The No. [-] car of the Red Bull Racing Team, Wang Wei, used drift again on the right curve! My God! He actually rubbed against the rear of Mo Yanji's car! It's so dangerous! Mo Yanji What's going on?! There is no extreme cut-in corner under this situation! Could it be that the engine has reached the critical point?!"

Not only the commentator was puzzled, but the audience at the scene also thought that Mo Yanji would use the technique of cutting into the corner again the moment they saw Wang Wei approaching.But sadly, he didn't.

"Wang Wei, come on! We're almost there!"

For the first time, the staff in the Red Bull team shouted for their drivers at the top of their lungs-great!It turns out that the home driver is not in vain!

Although Wang Zhi was not as eye-catching as Mo Yanji in this race, he also started to fight with his own racing experience-his perseverance obviously broke out at the last moment!

"Tire wear increased to 38.74%!"

The staff of Red Bull behind him spoke to report.

Captain Ben Shaha didn't say anything after hearing about it.

"Yan Qian, hurry up and talk to the captain. Although Wang Zhi is in good condition now, after our calculations, his tires can only withstand less than 8 drifts. There is no chance to get points!"

"I know all this."

Ben suddenly said, "But the engine of the G team is almost the same. Since they are willing to bet, then we will accompany them once! Why dare not?!"

As soon as these words were uttered, almost the entire Red Bull team members were a little dazed—is this still their usual calm captain? !

"Hey, Yan Qian, what are you talking about! That part probably won't be able to withstand the heat, right? We just tested it with the research of the competition, and your part hasn't been fully developed yet, right?"

Yan Qian turned around when he heard the words, then looked at him and nodded his head, "That's right."

"..."

"If you don't fight, you have no chance. Now you can only fight."

"Fight or not, the champion is there."

Yang Lianzhang suddenly sighed.

"what?"

Daniel was a little confused by what he said, "Both of them can't get off the stage now anyway." Then he smiled, "It was such a wonderful match, people couldn't take their eyes off for a second!"

Yang Lianzhang smiled nicely, "You don't need to look away. The game will be over soon."

"Ok?"

Daniel slowly moved his gaze to the big screen in the arena - "46/51."

5 laps left...

Yanji... hold on!You will definitely win!

"Yanji... hold on! You will be fine!"

Could it be that he boiled hot water, hugged Mo Yanji who was on the bed, and slowly stuffed the pills into his mouth.Then he carefully blew the water in the cup, tasted the temperature lightly, and then slowly sent it to Mo Yanji's mouth.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the water was poured into his mouth, Mo Yanji suddenly turned pale and spit on Mo Fei!

"Yanji! Yanji...what did you say?"

"Did I... win? The game... Did I lose? Did I win or lose?"

Could it be that he understood now that Mo Yanji was a bit confused and couldn't remember yesterday's game...or he was still immersed in yesterday's game...

Could it be that he silently hugged Mo Yanji tightly.

No, you didn't lose yesterday.

For the first time, Wang Wei felt that the audience was so far away from him yet seemed so close——

Their eyes seemed to be looking at him, and he himself could feel everything around him!Like a tire that is gradually failing, like a sense that is getting more sensitive, like a white racing car that is getting closer and closer to you!

My mind is clearer than ever——

Three laps left!The time to decide the outcome is coming soon!

Mo Yanji, are you ready? !

When Wang Zhi was performing supernormally because he was in the limit state, Mo Yanji knew that he had rubbed against his body several times—even if it was a little bit of friction, he could feel it!

But don't hold back!

Mo Yanji knew that he couldn't back down, as long as he let his mind down, the game would be over!

But the exhaustion of the body began to gradually overwhelm the mental strength—even though he has a strong mind in this world, his physical body is still just a child...

Why is the game still going on?How many laps are left?

At this moment, Mo Yanji was no longer relying on precise reactions to drive the car, he was almost acting according to the instincts his body was used to - but this is not going to work!

If the time advances by a few tenths of a second, when Wang Zhi's car gets closer to him, he may be on his own lane when he drifts!

Mo Yanji narrowed his eyes slightly, followed the straight track and drove past the white line again——

Then he saw the cat-eyed boy in the dark blue Red Bull Racing uniform, leaning lazily to the side.

Yan Qian has been looking at Mo Yanji.Although he should support his own driver, he still can't help but want to capture the white figure——

He is so conspicuous.No matter where he is, although he is always taciturn, people can't help but pay attention to him.

Then at the moment Mo Yanji rushed past him, Yan Qian smiled.

Mo Yanji happened to see that smile too.

No more unruly than before, Yan Qian only moved the corner of his mouth slightly at that moment, and the cloud in his big cat eyes was calm and clear.But he couldn't hide the subtle expression under the peaked cap.

Like self-confidence, like blessing, like freedom.

When Mo Yanji saw that smile, what he thought was that Yan Qian had no expectations for the outcome of this match—no matter who they lost or who won, he would not be happy or sad.

He gave up on him.

This thought suddenly made Mo Yanji feel angry!

"That bastard..."

Accelerate again!The field of view becomes wide and bright - the sound of extreme friction!here we go again!Absolutely avoid you this time!

Mo Yanji didn't even think about it this time, just recklessly and fiercely pressed in front of Wang Wei's traffic lane, and then cut into the bend!Go straight in!

The wind seemed to be howling around the bodywork - up into the air!There was only a slight distance, but Mo Yanji was still in a cold sweat in an instant!

brake!Turn the steering wheel!

"Ah! It happened again! Mo Yanji's extreme corner entry! It succeeded! Once again, he opened up a little distance from Wang Wei! It seems that he hasn't given up yet! In the last three laps, the race will still change. What?!"

"Boy Mo Yanji!"

Yin Li looked at the screen and shouted anxiously—engine!Just now he hardly considered the burden on the engine, right? !Can it work? !The last three laps!

hateful!Want to leave me?It's not that easy!

"Ah! Competitor Wang Zhi also drifted over on the right curve again to catch up with Mo Yanji! The last two laps! The time difference between the first and second runners is only 0.06 seconds!"

The narrator hissed at the top of his lungs.

Everyone in the audience stood up almost following the commentator's voice, it seemed that only in this way could they see the event more clearly——

"Last lap! The two cars are almost touching each other!"

It's a heartbeat!

Every heartbeat means that you are getting closer to the finish line!

The last right turn - it's time to decide!

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

It's time to decide the winner!

Mo Yanji: How about this, let's open every now and then.I will win this game, and I will give you 30% of the appearance fee.

Wang said: No, I am seven and you are three.

Mo Yanji: I am eight, you are two.

Wang said: I am nine, you are one.

Author: Don't be stupid, your appearance fee is not all mine--＋