formula superstar

"Is it a coincidence? It's a coincidence...it must be a coincidence. Hmm. Who will tell me it's a coincidence?!"

At this time, there is a bloody smell of ecstasy in the Red Bull team...

Yan Qian seriously suspected that captain Ben Shaha vomited blood and fell to the ground after seeing the picture on the screen.

"I dare to swear, I never really taught him to drift..."

Daniel raised his hand blankly.

Drift that doesn't look like drift... The movements are so clumsy that it's like sliding diagonally on the track and then suddenly turning back to life!

The big screen in the arena played Mo Yanji's action back and forth several times, and the commentator finally cleared his throat, "I think this is a miracle..."

The immediate consequence of this sentence was the unanimous tomato-throwing action of the audience.

"puff--"

Yan Yitian spit out all the coffee in his mouth after seeing Mo Yanji rubbing the ground horizontally and then slamming the steering wheel to cross the curve.

"Ying Tian, ​​what's the matter with you? Come and wipe... Although it may be a coincidence that the child entered the corner, but it is really very beautiful!"

Uncle Qin handed over the handkerchief.Unexpectedly, Yan Yitian's face suddenly changed, and the corners of his mouth became a little stiff——

"Pretty? You think it's pretty? Do you know what he did?!"

"Wow! That's amazing!"

Liu Niangu was the first to jump up.

"It's not true..."

While talking, Yin Li fully recorded the inhuman turn just now, "How did he do it?! Could it be that foreigner taught it privately? Then he learned something nondescript?"

"This is..."

Mrs. Yang thought for a while and said, "I think it is necessary to check the new part under Mo Yanji's feet after Mo Yanji enters the station..."

"Huh? What does that mean?"

Could it be that I don't understand.

"It means... He probably broke the new part in front of the car by stepping on it."

"..."

The practice session ended soon, and the winter day seemed to be dyed warm by the track.Several teams of staff wore only a cardigan and rolled up their sleeves to start debugging the vehicles.Get ready for the afternoon preliminaries.

Under the surface of a harmonious society, there are actually turbulent undercurrents——

"Tell me, did you actually break the new part?"

Yin Li approached Mo Yanji while clenching his fists.

"I didn't want to step on it at first." Mo Yanji took off his helmet and said calmly.

The lethality of this sentence was so powerful that Yin Li immediately rushed towards Mo Yanji—"There are tens of thousands of things! You ruined tens of thousands of things just like that! Go and cut my seppuku!"

And Mo Yanji's answer was - don't worry too much when you are in a hurry.

In fact, the situation is not very serious.Mo Yanji, a 12-year-old boy, did not have such great strength to break the solid parts, but the poor guy was bent at some angles.

"Did you step on it in a hurry?"

Seeing Mo Yanji sitting on a chair with his head down drinking a drink, old lady Yang couldn't help asking.

"Ah."

Mo Yanji's voice was very soft, "Old woman, don't you always want me to believe in myself? It's better to believe in such things..."

"Thank you."

Mrs. Yang interrupted Mo Yanji, "However, I still ask you to replace this part during the preliminaries in the afternoon, is that okay?"

Mo Yanji was taken aback for a moment, he thought that this old woman would not be so stubborn to go against his original wish again, but he didn't expect her to say such a sentence anyway.

"Why, do you feel uncomfortable?"

"No...give me a little more time, I should be able to adapt. There will be no mistakes like just now."

"Is that a mistake just now? Yes... it was a coincidence for you. But do you know, it may be a skill that others can only learn in a few years. Others need to use other parts to assist them to succeed, and you actually stepped on it. ..."

Old Mrs. Yang squinted at Mo Yanji, "You are really weird... Biyitian is even more weird... It's the opposite, it's the opposite."

Mo Yanji didn't find out what happened, because the preliminaries started soon.

Car No. 12 was very cautious with Mo Yanji this time, and only posted it several times, but never aimed at surpassing Mo Yanji.Mo Yanji didn't give him a chance either.

"The rhythm of the No. 11 car began to go more and more steadily. This newcomer has two brushes! Especially when entering the corner, it is very neat and beautiful! Although there is no such miracle as before..."

Although the narrator was spitting, the audience was more looking forward to things like overtaking.However, overtaking incidents did not occur frequently in the preliminaries.

On the contrary, Daniel, who was ranked first, was so stimulated by Mo Yanji that he drifted several times, making him look like the legendary "miracle" in this game.

Regarding the reactions of the other players, Yan Qian squatted silently in a corner and did not speak.

It's so similar... It's similar to that game back then... But the result seems to be a little different... Could it be different?That kid is always so unexpected...

I really want to strangle him!

"How about it?"

"Tomorrow's pole position belongs to Daniel, and the first lap time is unbreakable. But the No. 11 car actually rushed to fifth... It seems that the veterans in tomorrow's final will pay attention to that kid."

Although it is the fifth starting position, the Sauber G team is still very happy for this result.

At night, the people of each team either hid in the car and wrapped themselves in warm quilts to rest, or went to the hotel and lay down directly.

On the periphery of the arena, only the people from the G team made a noise and lit a bonfire on the grass.

"Are you sure we won't be arrested by Uncle Security?"

Kobayakawa watched worriedly as Yin Li actively lit the lighter, burning a few branches happily.

"If you want to catch me, I will send you in! Haha..."

"Inhuman..."

"What did you say?!"

"Human breasts, organs are inhuman..."

"You bastard, don't run away!"

The street lights on the side of the field are not bright under the night sky.The pale white almost blends with the faint starlight.

Could it be that Liu Niangu was carried into the cart, and then pulled a thick coat over Mo Yanji's body.At that time, Mo Yanji was staring at the barbecue in the bowl in a daze.

"What are you thinking about?"

Could it be that Mo Fei touched Mo Yanji's forehead.

"I was thinking about old wives' stories."

"Ok?"

Mo Yanji looked at Mrs. Yang who was sitting not far away.It happened that Mrs. Yang also cast her gaze over.The orange firelight reflected her pale face warmly.

"Did Yan Qian say something to you? Although you have been avoiding my gaze, you can't escape this feeling of caring." After feeding Zhaocai with some shredded squid, Mrs. Yang beckoned to Mo's father and son. waved.

"I didn't want to talk about it at first." Mrs. Yang suddenly smiled, "Because it's been a long time. If you didn't happen to know the nephew and uncle of the Yan family, I probably wouldn't have talked about it."

"Am I similar to Yan Yitian?"

Mo Yanji asked suddenly.

"Hehehe... how do you say?"

"The way you look at me is very strange." Mo Yanji said bluntly, "I thought you hated me at first. Later, when I found Yan Qian, I thought it was because I was very close to him. Later, I found out that you are not Such a thing. You are indeed kind to everyone sometimes, but you always look at me with complicated eyes during the game... You also smile the shallowest when I win. You hardly feel it."

Mrs. Yang's smile froze, and then she took a few breaths, "Your child is terribly sensitive. Did Yan Qian tell you who my husband is?"

"No."

Could it be that Mrs. Yang slowly lowered Zhaocai from her knees, and then rubbed her palms——

"My husband's name is Yang Xianxing..."

"My master's name is Yang Xianxing. When my biological father doesn't come to see me once a year, he takes care of me like my father. At the Asian Games, the master and Teacher Yang finally had a disagreement, and The level of the quarrel was very intense. My uncle and I hid behind the door to watch them, and neither dared to go out.

The master feels that he must keep up with the pace of the times, and he wants to let his uncle use the latest parts in the next game.Originally, this proposal was not a big deal, but it just happened that there was a major accident in the F1 field that caused the driver to be disabled due to a mechanical error, so Mr. Yang even disagreed with the use of new parts, insisting on people-oriented, people only have the experience and technology gained in practice That's the essence of the game..."

Later, when he heard Yan Qian mention this incident with his own ears, his tone was almost as calm as that of Mrs. Yang.Even time seemed to stand still.

Only when Yan Qian leaned in Mo Yanji's arms could Mo Yanji hear what he was saying.

"I was brought out by Teacher Yang, so I was naturally inclined towards Teacher Yang at that time. And I was very confident in my skills, but Xiaoqian also relied on his master, who asked me to put on the new equipment and try it out. At that time, Mr. Yang and the others didn’t know about it when the two of us were discussing. Later, Xiaoqian and I reached an agreement. After installing the parts, I will test the car. If the lap time can be improved by more than one second, then I will replace the parts in the race.

At that time, it was Xiaoqian who was responsible for installing the parts. At that time, he didn't know how to change parts, but only installed one more.Later practice proved that the speed did become faster, but it did not reach more than one second.Afterwards, the matter fell through.

The ridiculous thing is that later in the race, I didn’t know whether Mr. Yang and his wife ignored it during the Cold War or someone in the team deliberately failed to report the results of the car inspection, so I just took the illegal parts on the field.

The rule of the racing car is that no more parts can be installed, only parts can be replaced.So when I won the race, no one thought that the result of the car inspection by the organizing committee was that we violated the regulations. Not only did I deprive me of the championship, but the media even made this matter public.It was at this time that Teacher Xianxing stepped forward and took the blame for us, and was even forced by public opinion to be taken to prison..."

When Mo Fei listened to Yan Yitian's words, Mo Fei was on the bed, and Yan Yitian was sitting at the foot of the bed.

Yan Yitian played with a cigarette for a long time, until Mo Fei put the lighter beside him, "If you don't know how to smoke, don't buy such an expensive one."

"The two children blamed themselves very much. During that time, the Yan family's uncle and nephew closed themselves off as if they were suffering from depression, because they also realized that this incident was not only because of them, but someone pushed the boat along the way and made this incident a big deal Yes. Even killed my husband directly in prison... No place in society is truly clean. Wherever there are people, there is competition, and the more noble the place, the more invisible and cruel this competition is.

He once said that he would lead us into F1, and he said he would not abandon us when we arrived in F1, even though we had no research on formula racing... But now he is the world champion of F1, but we are not by his side. "

Mrs. Yang lowered her head, as if she was telling someone else's story.

Until the fire was extinguished, Mo Fei finally took out his mobile phone and sent the man a simple email: "Teacher Yang seemed to be crying when she told the story."

Yan Yitian was under the covers when he received this email, then curled up and replied, "Hey, young literary and artistic youth, give me a smile."

On Mo Yanji's side, there was no need to send an email.Because when Mo Yanji saw the slender figure, he squatted under the tree and listened, and then remained motionless.

Yan Qian only wore a thin overalls, and his hair was disheveled by the night wind.

"Don't come over, I will forcefully kiss you when I come over."

Mo Yanji watched him from a distance for a long time, "Well, I'm not going to go there."

Hearing this, Yan Qian finally stood up and smiled at Mo Yanji.The smile was different from usual, it was just reflected in the moonlight, "Hey, come here after I learn the skills of formula racing?"

"Well...as long as the old lady welcomes it."

Mo Yanji stroked the broken hair on his cheek, covered the corners of his eyes with a smile and replied slowly.

The night will pass quickly, and tomorrow will come again.