Professional racing driver forced to debut

Jian Xing ignored the video messages on his phone, but unexpectedly found an unread message.It belongs to Lan Heng.

Lan Heng transferred five hundred to him last night. After a simple calculation, the registration fee + taxi fare was roughly over 400.So Lan Heng's 500 yuan was still an extra amount.

Jian Xing did not click on accept, but click on refund.

The computer started up very quickly, Jian Xing used the computer to log on to WeChat, and the professor's video call came back.

Jian Xing first reached out and grabbed his hair in a mess, then adjusted his expression on the phone screen, and after confirming that it was correct, he clicked to connect.

The moment the video was created, Jian Xing frowned and pursed his lips, his hair was disheveled, as if he had just been ravaged by a cruel and inhumane situation.

The professor originally wanted to blame Jian Xing for skipping class, but the boy in the video looked pitiful, with soft hair tangled into a ball.It was as if someone had maliciously grabbed his hair and issued harsh and vicious reprimands.

Jian Xing switched the spoken language skillfully: "Professor, I'm sorry... I shouldn't have skipped class."

The questions that came out of his mouth were like melting ice and snow, and the professor's heart was about to melt.

Although Jian Xing looks a bit fierce, the professor likes this child very much.

Because Jian Xing was a loner, many team tasks were completed by one person, and the professor had an impression of Jian Xing after many times.

The professor couldn't wait to cross the screen and touch Jian Xing's head. He said with concern: "Son, what's wrong with you? How did you become like this? Oh my god, why is your temple so red? Could it be that someone beat you? "

If the professor hadn't mentioned it, Jian Xing would not have noticed that his temples were red.

Jian Xing guessed that the red marks should be caused by staying in the same sleeping position for too long while sleeping in the car.

Jian Xing's face was still stubborn, and he vetoed it without hesitation: "No."

It was such a brave look that made the professor even more distressed.

Even though he was still a child, he was experiencing pain that he shouldn't have experienced at his age.There is a cavity of resentment in my heart that is hard to express, but I still try my best.

In the heart of the professor, Jian Xing is to capture all the images of stubborn young people.With a strong appearance, he does not confide in anyone, and silently licks the wound by himself.

Professor: "Son, haven't your family issues been resolved yet?"

Jian Xing lowered his brows sadly: "Yes, Professor. I'm sorry, I've been under too much pressure recently, I shouldn't have skipped classes, I... I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, Professor."

The professor's heart seemed to be broken, he touched the screen, as if comforting Jian Xing's hair from the air.Compassionately said: "Son, I know you are in a difficult situation. Your father cheated on your mother, and even had an illegitimate child, and he still wants to distribute all the family property to the illegitimate child. This is too much! You must take back everything you have, Never let the wicked succeed!"

"Professor, thank you. But...it's too difficult, I really..." Jian Xing took the professor's words naturally, with a soft voice full of helplessness, "Can you understand?"

Professor: "I can understand, kid, you have worked so hard. You are still so young, but you have to bear so much. You don't have to go to class this week and focus on your own affairs."

"Thank you, Professor," Jian Xing said firmly, "I will definitely give you homework after class."

Even if you can sign in without signing in, you still have to turn in your homework.

The professor was afraid that Jian Xing would suffer from psychological abnormalities due to his misfortune, and encouraged Jian Xing not to give up on life.

Jian Xing didn't close the laptop until the phone was hung up.

It's not that Jian Xing wants to deliberately deceive the professor, but that in many cases, Jian Xing really can't devote so much energy.

The amount of homework in the course is sometimes more and less, and it requires a lot of mental effort.It is impossible for Jian Xing to finish his homework and prepare for the competition at the same time, he must focus on one thing.

If you do two things at the same time, it is very likely that you can't do both of them well.

Dealing miserably with professors is an essential skill for international students.

Just after solving a serious problem, Jian Xing planned to go to the toilet and catch up on sleep.Just a few steps after walking out, I found that there was an extra person at the entrance.

Lan Heng entered the room at some unknown time, also holding a suitcase in his hand.Looking at Lan Heng's actions at the moment, it seems that he is planning to go out.

But it was too late, Jian Xing had already seen Lan Heng.Therefore, Lan Heng turned his outward movement to inward.

Lan Heng packed his luggage silently, while Jian Xing had hope, and tried to remain as cold as before and said: "You... When did you come?"

After about three or four seconds, Lan Heng said, "Just now."

When was it just now?

Jian Xing is more concerned about how much Lan Heng has heard.

Jian Xing asked: "Did you hear any sound just now?"

Lan Heng said without hesitation, "No."

Only then did Jian Xing feel relieved, and nodded coldly: "Then you tidy up slowly, I'll go to the toilet, and catch up on sleep. Don't call me after dinner."

Lan Heng watched the tall boy's back gradually enter the toilet, Jian Xing was not surprised that he and Tang Yilong changed rooms.

The sound insulation effect of the hotel is not good. When Lan Heng is close to the room, he can hear the conversation of foreigners.At first I thought it was someone watching an American TV series in the next room, or a guest from another room.

After entering the combination lock and opening the room, he was sure that the source of the sound came from Room 630.

The dialogue is not clear, Lan Heng can only hear some key words, plus the few words heard after opening the door, enough for Lan Heng to complete the plot.

The family is broken, the father cheated on the mistress, and even distributed the property to the illegitimate son...

So Jian Xing went back to China to fight for the family property?

is this real?

Of course it's false, it's just an excuse Jian Xing coaxed the school to come up with.

Applying for online courses from the school must be approved by the parents of the students.But his mother couldn't agree, so he could only make a bad move.

The school advocates humanized teaching, and after learning about Jian Xing's experience, they expressed their sympathy and support for him.

Because Jian Xing usually has a good impression on the school, although he has a fierce face, he never causes trouble.The school also didn't think that Jian Xing would joke about such a thing, after all, their university admission quota was something that many people could only dream of.

And afraid of poking Jian Ling's (Jian Xing's mother) sad news, the school didn't even call anyone.

Through his own nonsense, Jian Xing easily applied for the permission of online courses, and bought the earliest flight back to China.

It doesn't matter to Jian Xing where he takes classes. His grades are not good, and the admission places are also bought by Jian Ling.

But the university in country Y is easy to get in but hard to get out.

Jian Ling can send Jian Xing in, but Jian Xing may not have the chance to come out.

Jian Ling wanted to use his studies to trap him to death, let him stop thinking that he shouldn't have, so that he could focus on "business".

Or, Jian Ling hoped that after Jian Xing successfully obtained his graduation certificate, he could engage in related work.

Just don't focus on the car.

Otherwise, Jian Xing can do anything.

Unfortunately, there is only one thing Jian Xing wants to do.It is also this one, no one can shake it.

Jian Xing is a bit special, he doesn't like to hug things when he sleeps, he likes to grab things.

No matter what it is, just let him hold it firmly, only in this way will he feel at ease.

Most often, he sleeps on his side, holding his left hand with his right hand.When he was half asleep and half awake, he had the habit of groping for things by the bedside and holding them in the palm of his hand.

He was a little hungry in the middle of the night, but it didn't affect his sleep at all.In his sleep, Jian Xing made another old mistake, and suddenly grabbed his side.

First, he felt a warm touch, and then grabbed a cold, metallic object.

After grabbing this object, Jian Xing turned over contentedly, tucked his head into the quilt, and slept very peacefully.

When I woke up this time, it was less than six o'clock the next day. Jian Xing slept too much and had a headache.

Sitting up in a daze, looking at the phone in his hand, he realized that he had slept all night clutching the phone.

After washing up, Jian Xing was completely awake.

The other double bed was empty, and the white bedding was neatly folded.

If Jian Xing hadn't touched it tentatively and found that it was still warm, he would have thought that he slept alone yesterday.

After taking out the mobile phone on the bed, Jian Xing found a mobile phone charging on the bedside table with sharp eyes.Lan Heng actually forgot to bring his mobile phone to go out, and his heart is big enough.

Even if Jian Xing forgets himself, it is impossible for him to forget to bring his mobile phone.

By the way, Lan Heng put his cell phone in his pocket, and looked at his lock screen page. In the default background, there was no news other than the software push.So I put my phone back in my pocket and prepared to go downstairs for breakfast.

The moment the door opened, if it wasn't for Jian Xing's quick reaction, he would have almost bumped into a wall of people.

Looking at Lan Heng in front of him, Jian Xing took two steps back to make way for Lan Heng.Lan Heng held a dinner plate in his hand, with a lot of fresh food on it.

Jian Xing felt like throwing up when he saw these foods. These were the foods he often ate, got tired of eating, but had to force himself to eat.

He lifted his foot half a step before realizing that Lan Heng's dinner plate was prepared for two people.

Jian Xing withdrew her foot and said, "Is there a copy for me?"

Lan Heng: "Yes."

The taste of being able to enjoy breakfast from teammates as soon as you wake up is a bit subtle.Even if Lan Heng just did it casually, Jian Xing could still keep it in his heart.

Jian Xing wanted to pick up the plate, but Lan Heng refused to let him, and went to the coffee table to sit down first.

Jian Xing followed closely, sat on the sofa opposite Lan Heng, and ate unceremoniously: "What a coincidence, your eating habits are similar to mine."

It is almost a euphemism to say that the eating habits of the two can be said to be exactly the same.

Lan Heng also prepared two bottles of mineral water, even the mineral water was Jian Xing's favorite brand.

Jian Xing felt amazing. It was a wonderful feeling to meet someone with similar hobbies and daily habits as himself.Jian Xing's appetite increased greatly, and he ate half a sandwich more than usual.

On the other hand, Lan Heng's eating was extremely gentle and elegant.It seems that what Lan Heng is holding is not a sandwich, but a delicacy from a royal feast.

Watching the handsome guy eat is a kind of enjoyment, Jian Xing watched it for a while, then slowed down to eat.Within a short while, Jian Xing declared failure.

Jian Xing took out the mobile phone from his left pocket, put it on the table, and gradually pushed it in front of Lan Heng: "You forgot to unplug the mobile phone to charge it, I just wanted to send it to you."

Lan Heng raised his eyelids, glanced at the phone lightly, and said "thank you" indifferently.

At the same time, a string of unfamiliar numbers lit up on Jian Xing's phone screen.

Under normal circumstances, he would not pick up unfamiliar numbers, because most of them were for real estate sales and educational cram school sales, but Jian Xing was in a good mood today and made an exception to answer this call.

After a while, the other party didn't speak.Jian Xing spoke first: "Hello?"

Unexpectedly, there was no sound in the earpiece, and Jian Xing looked at the screen of the phone strangely. Could it be that there is something wrong with his phone?

Just when Jian Xing was about to hang up the phone, a voice came from the receiver: "Did you stay with the senior yesterday?"

Jian Xing: "Senior?"

"Lan Heng." The other party's voice was gentle, but it was a bit cold at the moment.

Why did Lan Heng's junior call him?Jian Xing was puzzled and gave a polite "hmm".

The other party asked again: "Together all night?"

Jian Xing: "Yes."

There was a strong sense of familiarity in this voice, it seemed familiar, but it was a little different.

"Has anyone ever taught you the most basic manners, you can't just answer the phone for others?" The other party's voice was as cold as ice, with a bit of aggressiveness, "Please return the phone to Senior Lan, thank you. I have something to ask he."

Facing the sudden accusation, Jian Xing inevitably frowned. Although he was not angry, he was also unhappy.

Who is this man?Come early in the morning to deal with mold?

Also, what does it mean to return the phone to Lan Heng?Isn't this phone his?

The screen of the mobile phone on the coffee table happened to light up, and it was a live feed. Jian Xing's eyesight was good, and he was a little confused when he saw this software push.

Looking at Lan Heng like this, he doesn't seem like someone who knows how to watch live broadcasts.

No way……

Jian Xing bit her lower lip, feeling that it would not be such a coincidence.Swipe up with your fingertip, and the screen will automatically switch to the main page.

The placement of APP on the main page is completely different from that of Jianxing.

Jian Xing slowly brought the phone to Lan Heng like holding a hot potato, and said with difficulty: "...I'm looking for you."

Lan Heng raised his eyes to look at him in confusion, and under Jian Xing's embarrassed gaze, which was almost digging a hole, he stretched out his slender fingertips like jade, and took the phone.

At first he was puzzled, but after hearing the other party's voice, Lan Heng immediately understood what was going on.

Jian Xing quickly moved his fingertips to take his mobile phone, and quickly swiped open the screen.

This is his cell phone.

But why, his and Lan Heng's mobile phone models are the same?

It doesn't matter if the phone model is the same, even the wallpaper is the default.

Leaving aside the wallpaper, why didn't they set a password for the phone?

Jian Xing regretted being stupid early in the morning.Seeing Lan Heng gave him a look, he immediately strode out of the balcony.

Looking at Lan Heng's tall and graceful back, Jian Xing suddenly remembered who this voice belonged to.

It was Lan Heng's former teammate, Mu Yuanqing.

It was a little hot outside the balcony, so Lan Heng took a special look into the room to confirm that Jian Xing was not paying attention here, and then looked away.

Lan Heng: "Say."

"Senior Lan, I don't know what Jian Xing told you, but I really didn't do what he said. He's telling stories." Mu Yuanqing was extremely wronged, her voice was weak and trembling, which made people unable to bear it Raise a heart of compassion, "You have to believe me, I quit the team for a reason. I..."

Lan Heng: "So?"

Mu Yuanqing's words came to an abrupt end, like a sharp ax mercilessly cutting off his broken words.

After a while, Mu Yuanqing organized his words: "Senior, don't listen to other people's discord. I really..."

Lan Heng: "Are you finished?"

Naturally, Mu Yuanqing didn't finish speaking, he still had a lot to say to Lan Heng.He wanted to speak out all those long-hidden, passionate, and longing for a response.

Ke Lanheng's cold and almost heartless attitude made it impossible for him to continue.

Mu Yuanqing could only say: "I... finished."

There are a lot of messy words in his mind that are intertwined and intertwined. Lan Heng wants to express what he wants to express, and finally clears up the messy procedures.

The words in his head took shape, but when they reached his mouth, they looked extremely pale and weak.

After many attempts to no avail, Lan Heng could only say: "He didn't."

Sow discord, sow discord.

He didn't have any.

After Lan Heng hung up the phone, he returned to the house again.

Jian Xing buried his head in his breakfast, trying not to let himself think about it.

But it turns out, it's hard not to think about it.

Lan Heng once asked him not to join the Don team, but Jian Xing still chose to join the Don team.

The slap in the face put Jian Xing in a slightly awkward situation, which was also one of the important reasons why he wanted to have a good relationship with Lan Heng.

From another aspect, Jian Xing doesn't think that he is inferior to Mu Yuanqing, and he doesn't even think that Mu Yuanqing's strength can be compared with his own.

He can bring immeasurable honor to the team, but Mu Yuanqing can't.

He doesn't allow himself to be inferior when it comes to racing.

But the driver will be mixed with personal emotions. Mu Yuanqing is Lan Heng's former teammate. They have spent more time together, accumulated more tacit understanding, and have a closer relationship.

From a unilateral selfish point of view, Jian Xing doesn't want his teammates, but misses his former teammates.

Jian Xing would not say this to Lan Heng bluntly, he would use his actions to tell the other party who is worth thinking about.

He will prove everything with his own achievements.

The race released the list of drivers for the city Z race. Although Jian Xing has the status of a trainee, the racing circle and the entertainment circle are after all irrelevant circles.

Even if people who follow the entertainment industry hear the word "Jian Xing", they will only think it is a coincidence.

Just kidding, Jian Xing, a trainee at this time, should obediently go to participate in the recording of the show.How could it appear in City Z?

The main function of practice sessions is to test the performance of the car on the race track.

According to the driving experience of the driver, combined with the logic analysis of the engineer, the details of the car are adjusted to the best state.

周五的练习赛分为两节，分别在上午9:00以及下午13:00，每节时常90分钟。

Jian Xing performed exceptionally well in the two practice matches. Although it was only a practice match, he still showed an edge that cannot be ignored.

On the track, there is always a red and white racing car running like a bird, sometimes carelessly, sometimes in a storm.

After the first practice session, Jian Xing asked the team's engineers: "The steering of the car is not sensitive enough."

The engineer understood and stiffened the car's suspension.After the second practice session, Jian Xing jumped out of the cockpit with one hand supporting the car body.He did not take off his helmet, ignoring the frantic filming of the surrounding media.

When he came to room P (maintenance station), Jian Xing said directly: "It's not sensitive enough. But I can drive."

The first car tuning prepared by the team is basic tuning, which needs to be done in a scientific way.

Every detail adjustment will have a major impact on the entire racing car, which is to mobilize the whole body.

When Jian Xing raised the first question, the team only adjusted the suspension and did not move other parts.

To be on the safe side, the team will use the control variable method, changing only one parameter per tuning.

Good tuning can make the car faster and gain a few tenths or even a few seconds more advantage than competitors.At the same time, the driver's confidence in the competitive push will be greatly increased.

The driver's driving style will also greatly affect the driving style of the vehicle. Jian Xing's driving style is more aggressive and mostly relies on instinct.

His perception of the car is extraordinary, which also means that he needs more sensitive car tuning.

Obviously, Don's racing car is still far from his ideal car.But compared to the car of the Songliang team, it is many times better.

You can’t become a fat man by eating at one go. Jian Xing knows that this kind of thing needs to be done step by step. It takes time for the team to tailor the car to suit your style.

Lan Heng's racing car also arrived late, and some engineers rushed over excitedly when they saw Lan Heng, like a baby waiting to be fed when it sees a nanny.

The engineer breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "Don't worry, we will make precise adjustments to the specific details. We will try our best to give you a car with the best performance before tomorrow's qualifying session."

Jian Xing looked at Lan Heng who took off his helmet, and withdrew his gaze: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Jian Xing, who was wearing a helmet, was a little stuffy, and just about to enter the lounge to take off his helmet.

There was a crisp finger snapping sound not far away, and looking along the source of the sound, it was Hua Duo.

Hua Duo hugged Jian Xing's shoulders with a friendly face, and threw a provocative look at Huang Fei in the nearby P room (maintenance station).

Huang Fei paused with the hand holding the binoculars, and then his teeth itch with anger.

Zhou Zhicheng had just dealt with the affairs of the team, and seeing Huang Fei depressed, he strode forward: "What are you doing? Everything about the team has been taken care of?"

Huang Fei put down the binoculars coldly: "You already knew that Jian Xing was the person we were looking for, right?"

Zhou Zhicheng did not deny it: "That's right."

"Then why didn't you tell me? Do you think I'm a fool!" Huang Fei growled.

Even if they get angry again, they still have to maintain their appearance and not let the media catch them wrong.

"I don't like drivers with too much ambition, it's hard to control." Zhou Zhicheng lowered his voice and said, "Jian Xing's ambition is so big that I dare not recruit him, one Eureka Jones is enough for me. It was also for your sake that I didn't tell you about it."

Huang Fei sneered: "Come on, you, what you said is really sweet. Aren't you afraid that my team will climb up step by step after having Jianxing, and eventually replace Huasheng Team as the top team in China?"

Zhou Zhicheng did not deny it.

He does have such concerns.

To be able to expand the team to such an extent in a niche circle, Zhou Zhicheng spent unimaginable thought and financial resources.It is impossible for him to let any team surpass his own efforts, he cannot accept it.

Even if this person is his best friend.

Huang Fei couldn't wait to throw his binoculars at Zhou Zhicheng's face: "You are so blinded by interests, you forgot how we agreed at the beginning? To train the world's top racing drivers, to let the Chinese enter the international stage, you can say all these things Is it a dog?"

Zhou Zhicheng said coldly: "That's what I said when I was young, so it doesn't matter. You also know what's going on in China. It's as difficult as going to heaven to train a Chinese racing driver who belongs to China."

"Maybe Jian Xing can do it?" Huang Fei said.

"He only won once, but his performance on the court once can't prove anything." Zhou Zhicheng calmly analyzed, "Eureka Jones' championship results in every game can explain everything. Unless Jian Xing can show many outstanding performances in the competition I will recognize his strength only if he has a record of achievements. But with such an unclear championship, with all due respect, this is nothing."