Professional racing driver forced to debut

Facing the reporter's questioning, Jian Xing asked mercilessly: "Upgrading the aerodynamic kit of the car violates the rules of the competition?"

The reporter was stunned for a moment, and replied embarrassingly: "No."

"Seeing you keep asking about the performance of the car, I thought the car couldn't be upgraded." Jian Xing's tone was flat, and he was wearing a mask, making it hard to see his expression.One second before the reporter opened his mouth, Jian Xing said, "To the extent permitted by the rules, to improve the performance of the car and provide drivers with a good car that can compete is what every team needs to do. It's just us The team develops the car? Only our team upgrades the car?"

The reporter was stunned speechless.

What Jian Xing said was not wrong at all, on the contrary, what he said was well-founded.

All the teams are engaged in the research and development of racing cars, and they hope more than anyone else that they can develop a racing car with superior performance, and it is best to kill the audience as soon as it comes out.

In motorsports, in order to achieve excellent results, not only a driver with superb driving skills is needed, but also a good car is needed.

Parts that can be raced have specified specifications, which also greatly increases the limitations of research and development.The team needs to find the best way to improve the performance of the car within the rules.

Lin Xinxin beside him couldn't help but said: "But the performance of your team's car is really too high. During the test stage, your car's lap time was at least three seconds faster than other cars. This is very unfair to other teams."

"That's the problem with your team engineers," Jian Xing looked sideways, "You want to do it, but you can't. Others have done it, but they think it's unfair."

Lin Xinxin parted his lips, unable to defend himself.

The reporter was still unwilling, but did not dare to ask Jian Xing any more questions.They could see that the new driver of the Don team was not easy to mess with.

So the only person they could interview was Lin Xinxin.

The reporter mainly asked Eureka Jones, and they hoped to learn more about Eureka Jones through Lin Xinxin's mouth.

Lin Xinxin was obviously disappointed, but he was used to such differential treatment.

In the Huasheng team, he was originally there to assist the first driver, Eureka Jones, to block the attacks of other drivers for Eureka Jones on the track, and ensure that Eureka Jones can win the championship for the team.

In many cases, even if Lin Xinxin has a chance to become the champion, the team will issue instructions asking him to give way to Eureka Jones (letting the opponent overtake is equivalent to giving up his own ranking).

Lin Xinxin said: "Eureka is much better now, the doctor said there is no major problem, and he can participate in tomorrow's game normally."

It was Lin Xinxin who was more capable of doing things. Lin Xinxin just gave the reporter the answer he wanted, and at the same time, his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing.

The reporter asked again: "In today's qualifying match, Eureka made a mistake, which led to his retirement. Will Eureka make such a mistake tomorrow?"

"Today's qualifying match was just a mistake. Everyone will make mistakes. I hope everyone will not be too harsh on Eureka. This will not affect his performance in the main match tomorrow." Lin Xinxin smiled, "After all, He is the trump card of our Huasheng team."

This press conference ended soon, Jian Xing and Lan Heng couldn't go back to the hotel right away, but had dinner together first, and then went to the small box arranged by Tang Yilong.

Although it is to celebrate Jian Xing's pole position and Lan Heng's third grid position, it is best for Jian Xing and his two not to touch alcohol.

Tomorrow is the race, if drinking and eating cause gastrointestinal disorders, it will lead to a catastrophe.

Knowing this, Tang Yilong didn't ask them to drink.

There are many people in the team, so Tang Yilong reserved two boxes.He poured the wine for himself, and said happily: "It's really a lot of good things today. Not only did you perform well in qualifying, but I also saw my son."

When mentioning his son, Tang Yilong's expression changed: "I really didn't expect that my son has grown so tall, almost as tall as Xiaoxing."

Fang Nuozhe kept staring at the phone, the moment the box door opened, Fang Nuozhe raised his head suddenly.

It was Fang Nuoyan (sister), and there was a handsome man beside her.

Fang Nuoyan waved at them, walked closer with the man's hand, and sat down: "This is my boyfriend Peng Keyu, Ke Yu, this is my brother, and these are..."

Fang Nuoyan introduced these people one by one, and Peng Keyu nodded politely.It's just that when he looked at Fang Nuozhe, his eyes were a little weird.

"Brother, what are you doing? Why don't you talk to your brother-in-law? Didn't I tell you that I will bring him to see you today?" Fang Nuoyan spoke in a soft tone, with obvious coquettishness and nostalgia.

"Oh, brother Yu, hello, hello. I'm Nuoyan's brother..." Fang Nuozhe felt a little embarrassed.

Fang Nuoyan laughed: "Brother, he is your brother-in-law, he should be called your brother."

Fang Nuozhe scratched his head uneasily, and whispered, "I'm used to it."

"So you are Nuoyan's older brother, and you are...really different from Nuoyan." Peng Keyu raised his voice, stretched out his hand, and introduced himself, "I am Peng Keyu, a professor at Z University, and I have three properties in Z City. They are all civil servants. I have studied overseas since I was a child, and the school is..."

Fang Nuoyan frowned: "What are you talking about with my brother?"

Peng Keyu didn't take it seriously: "It's just a self-introduction, let me know more about me."

Peng Keyu emphasized "brother", seemingly unintentionally, but it made people feel a little uncomfortable.

The music in the box was still playing, and as the lights flickered, Fang Nuoyan's expression sank.She stood up suddenly, and pulled Peng Keyu out: "Come out for a while."

Fang Nuozhe looked down at the wine glass in front of him, the face of the always optimistic baby who couldn't tell his actual age was slightly melancholy.

Tang Yilong said: "I've said it all, what's the use of investing so much money in your sister for her to study? Now your sister is able to earn a degree and work, and she has found a rich boyfriend, who in turn looks down on you .It’s really a money-losing product.”

Fang Nuozhe shook his head: "No, it's hard to get a Ph.D. in languages, and it was Nuo Yan's supervisor who personally invited her to do a Ph. Going to school is useless."

"Speaking for your sister at this time? I've never seen her like this. My brother works part-time in China to make money for her to study and study abroad. How much does it cost? You still borrow usury for her, if not When Xiaoheng rescued you and brought you into our convoy, you were already beaten to death by those debtors!" Tang Yilong hated iron, "Now she is awesome, and the job took the initiative to come to her and pay back the money!" She has an apartment as a settling fee. How much did she give you? Ah? Let me ask you, you paid her so much, how much did she give you!"

Fang Nuozhe muttered: "As long as she lives well, I have no place to spend money."

"You have no place to spend money now, so what about you in the future? You will not be able to marry a wife or have children in the future. If you don't have a car or a house, who will look up to you?" Tang Yilong thought of his past again, and his emotions suddenly rose, " I used to marry a wife without a car or a house. During the downturn in my career, my wife wanted to divorce me? Didn’t she run away with my child? Now when I see my son, I always sneak around. Don’t you imagine me too? How stupid?!"

It is quite difficult to get a PhD in English in China, and it is also very scarce.

Fang Nuoyan was able to obtain a Ph.D. in English before the age of 30, and he was far ahead of others in terms of academics and talent.

In addition, colleges and universities are attracting talents this year, so it is very easy to get a job.

Jian Xing admires Fang Nuoyan from the bottom of his heart. To study for a Ph.D., you need to be able to afford time, endure loneliness, and also have a strong psychological quality.

From Fang Nuoyan's perspective, she cannot fail.

Once she fails, self-blame and guilt will bring her to the brink of collapse.

She had to resist any external pressure, bite the bullet and rush forward.

She has no way out.

There were quarreling sounds outside the box, especially the male voice with a rising pitch, and the content was basically nothing more than "Why didn't you tell me your brother is such a waste", "Why should I think highly of him?".

"I'm with you, it's between you and me. Don't we live our own lives in the future?" In the end, Peng Keyu seemed to take the initiative to ask for peace, and softened his tone: "I won't dislike your brother, but you Promise me that you will stay away from your brother in the future, people like him will drag you down to death."

"He's my brother," Fang Nuoyan's voice was calmer, and he spoke clearly, "What kind of thing are you? Why should I sever ties with my brother for you?"

At this moment, Fang Nuozhe hoped that the music in the box could be turned on, instead of being able to hear the conversation outside the door clearly as it is now.

The door of the box opened again, Fang Nuoyan acted as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile: "Why don't you continue singing? Let me order songs for you?"

Jian Xing glanced at Fang Nuozhe, Fang Nuozhe lowered his head in silence, wringing his fingers uneasily.

Apparently, Fang Nuozhe has always been inferior to his outstanding younger sister, but his inferiority comes from inferiority, and he sincerely wishes her well.

Tang Yilong said in a strange way: "Hey, where is your professor boyfriend who has three suites?"

The action of ordering songs did not stop, and Fang Nuoyan had always been at odds with Tang Yilong.She said, "Oh, ex-boyfriend."

Fang Nuozhe suddenly raised his head: "I promise you..."

"Brother, stop talking, I'm not suitable for him." Fang Nuoyan sat on Jian Xing's side, interrupting Fang Nuozhe's words, "Today's qualifying match, you guys are really good. The sports news page exploded. "

Tang Yilong whispered: "That's for sure, and I don't want to see whose team it is."

"The little brother and brother Heng are the best." Fang Nuoyan set his eyes on Jian Xing again, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, "This is your first time competing."

Just looking at it, I feel that this person looks more and more familiar.But she couldn't remember it for a while, so she could only give up temporarily.

Jian Xing shook his head: "I have participated in other competitions before, but the competition levels are different."

Fang Nuoyan: "You're so powerful and handsome, shouldn't the camera shoot you? Why haven't I seen you on the sports news?"

Because of Fang Nuozhe, Fang Nuoyan still pays more attention to racing news, no matter at home or abroad.

"Because the photos were all bought." Seeing everyone's confused faces, Jian Xing put it another way, "My mother pays more attention to my privacy. If the media takes pictures of me, she will find someone to communicate and negotiate, and then buy the photos. .”

Jian Ling would only watch his games occasionally, and would not be there most of the time.But everything, she will arrange properly.

Brokers, engineers, mechanics, nutritionists, professional trainers...

There are also many bodyguards in the team. If there is a secret filming by the media, there will be special personnel to negotiate.

Jian Ling protected him meticulously and never let him experience the criticism of the media.

Fang Nuoyan wowed: "Your mother is too cool, she must be a strong woman."

Strong woman?

If only that were the case.

What Jian Ling showed outside was indeed impeccably strong and resolute. Her employees all thought she was a meticulous workaholic.

Only Jian Xing knew that Jian Ling was just an ordinary person.

No matter how independent, smart and capable, all Jian Xing can see as a son is her fragility and fatigue.

"What's the use of a strong woman? You can't marry a strong woman. If you ask me, a woman should obediently take care of the children at home, burn clothes and cook. Don't go out and deal with these messes," Tang Yilong blushed. , "My ex-wife is like this. She always wanted to start a career by herself. She had to go out to work when she was pregnant, and the child was born prematurely... Now she is engaged in a career, isn't it just like that? She doesn't make as much money as I do, and she doesn't let me see her children... ..."

Jian Xing subconsciously wanted to refute, but Fang Nuoyan said in a cold voice first: "If you don't mention your ex-wife, you will lose a piece of meat, right? You mention your entrepreneurial history and relationship history every day to show off your pity. What do you have to be pitiful for?"

Maybe because he was drunk, Tang Yilong yelled loudly: "She took my son and abandoned me when my career was at a low point. Isn't that just dislike the poor and love the rich, heartless? If I was rich at the time, she would have left me!"

"Not only did you have no money in the past, you also shirked responsibility and blamed you. You blamed all the faults on a woman. Not only that, but you also brought up the past everywhere, trying to gain attention and sympathy as a victim." Fang Nuoyan said coldly Dao, with powerful words, "You are extremely hypocritical and irresponsible, and you will only keep finding reasons for yourself. Your ex-wife left you not because you dislike the poor and love the rich, but because you are ruthless and ungrateful, it is because you have awakened!"

Jian Xing was taken aback, he always thought Fang Nuoyan was a gentle girl.

But he didn't think there was a mistake in what Fang Nuoyan said.

"You, you—!" Tang Yilong's eyes widened, he pointed at Fang Nuoyan with his index finger for a long time, and finally said harshly, "You know nothing, you don't know anything and talk nonsense here! And I asked you to talk nonsense today! Are you here? When did I let you come? Get out!"

"You are amazing. If you can't beat me, just say I don't understand." Fang Nuoyan sneered again and again, "If my brother wasn't here, I wouldn't want to come. Boss Tang, your ex-wife left you is the worst thing she has ever done in her life. The right decision. A self-righteous man like you will never feel that he is in the wrong."

Tang Yilong was very angry, Fang Nuozhe hurriedly followed Tang Yilong, and he signaled Fang Nuoyan with his eyes.Fang Nuoyan bit his lip and could only leave first.

These two have always seen each other, Fang Nuozhe understood.In the past, Tang Yilong stabbed Fang Nuoyan a few things, but Fang Nuoyan basically kept silent because of Tang Yilong's kindness to them.

But if there are too many times, the backlog of emotions will explode.

"It's the opposite... It's the opposite! How dare she say that about me? If I hadn't introduced her to a job, how could she have paid off your debt so quickly?" Tang Yilong couldn't believe it, Fang Nuozhe kept nodding and said "yes" .After some difficulty, Tang Yilong calmed down, and said coldly, "I'm too lazy to talk to a woman. My son will come to watch the game tomorrow, and I want to watch the game with my son. I don't want to be spoiled by Fang Nuoyan, who loses money."

A farce was finally over, Jian Xing had a headache and his temples were swollen, he didn't know what he was upset about, but he was just annoying.

He used to think that Tang Yilong just liked bragging, but now it seems that Tang Yilong not only likes bragging.

Shirking responsibility, overjoyed, self-righteous...

The longer we get along, the easier it is to expose defects, and the easier it is to create friction and conflicts.

Jian Xing told himself that it was none of his business, he just needed to win the honor for the team and himself.

If he can achieve excellent results in the remaining three events, he can use these results as the capital for negotiation.Maybe he could find a sponsor willing to fund him.

Then he will be one step closer to F1.

Now he doesn't have much competition experience, no impressive results, not enough money, and no support from sponsors.

It is difficult to advance in motorsports when you have strength but cannot prove yourself.

Don is a domestic mid-lower team. If Jian Xing's joining can give the team a new look, such achievements will make everyone pay attention to him.

He wants to be Don's savior, he wants to be Don's hero.

After returning to the room, Jian Xing found that the chat records between himself and Lan Heng were a little strange.

Lan Heng transferred 500 yuan to him before, Jian Xing refunded it, Lan Heng transferred it again, and Jian Xing refunded it...

Ke Lanheng continued to transfer, this time Jian Xing simply refused to accept it, and waited for the money to be refunded automatically.Ke Lanheng is still persistently transferring money.

In order to avoid further money transactions, Jian Xing could only accept the 500 yuan.

Before the light on the bedside table was turned off, Jian Xing turned over and saw Lan Heng lying on the bed in a daze.

Lan Heng always looks as cold as a cold pool, and there is a coldness hidden in the indifference, hooking the sinful factors that lead people to make mistakes from time to time.

Jian Xing had a sudden thought, he suddenly wanted to know if there was any other expression on this face.Or, what kind of existence would cause him to be infected with other emotions.

Jian Xing was caught off guard and said, "Have you ever had a girlfriend?"

Would anyone be able to endure Lan Heng's indifference?If it's Jian Xing, he can't do it.

Jian Xing's ideal type should be a very gentle person who is more proactive.Most of the time he is pretending to be cool, but in fact there are quite a lot of them.

Lan Heng: "No."

A reasonable answer, Jian Xing asked again: "Why didn't you hand it in?"

Lan Heng dragged his confused memory, why?

There are many reasons, but it is difficult to generalize and describe.

Lan Heng put it succinctly: "I don't want to, I won't let it go."

That is because the family education is relatively strict, and the parents do not allow them to fall in love.

This point can also be guessed, generally in China, the better the grades, the less parents will allow them to fall in love.Teachers and parents agree that falling in love leads to lower grades.

"Then your parents must be very strict with you." Jian Xing said.

"Yeah." Lan Heng replied, as if he didn't think it was enough, "I can't breathe."

So depressing.

The feeling of suffocation made him unable to breathe from the beginning to the end.

That's even more strange, the child is so strictly controlled, and the child is allowed to play dangerous motor sports.

Lan Heng is like sand, any water poured into it will seep down until it disappears, as if it never existed.

Lan Heng, who knew many embarrassing things about Jian Xing and even saw them with his own eyes, never mentioned these things, nor did he mention it to others.

This kind of upbringing and gentleness made Jian Xing inevitably develop a good impression of Lan Heng.

This is the first time Jian Xing took the initiative to talk about himself with others: "My mother seldom cares about me. If it weren't for the fact that there are two people in the household registration book, I would have thought I was an orphan."

Lan Heng turned his head halfway, and there was a sexy arc between his neck and his movements, looking at Jian Xing in confusion.

Jian Xing raised his eyebrows slightly, looked down subconsciously, and then quickly turned his gaze back.

Jian Xing: "When I was young, she wanted to do business in Vancouver, maybe because I was young and afraid that I would be bullied abroad, so she sent me back to China. Later, she stayed with me for a week, not as much as the nanny stayed with me in a day. Once I wanted her to feel a sense of crisis, so I deliberately called the nanny mother, childish."

Lan Heng: "No."

Jian Xing smiled suddenly, imitating Lan Heng at the beginning, looking up at the ceiling.

The light is dim and looks very warm.

Jian Xing stopped talking, and Lan Heng took the initiative to ask: "What happened next?"

Jian Xing said as it should: "The son already recognizes someone else as his mother, so of course the mother must bring her son with her."

From then on, Jian Ling did take him to Vancouver.

Jian Ling often does business in Vancouver, and is usually very busy, so busy that he can only ask his assistant to come back to accompany him.

Jian Xing didn't understand the meaning of what he did. In order to get more attention, he deliberately called the nanny mother, hoping to get more company.

But the person accompanying him now has changed from a nanny to an assistant.

No difference.

Jian Xing is not sad, but occasionally, maybe often misses his mother, the mother who has given him the most but is extremely busy.

There was a rustling sound coming from the side, the sheets in the hotel were always very loud, Jian Xing was attracted by the sound.

Lan Heng was about to go to the toilet, but when he got up, his belt accidentally came loose, exposing half of his left shoulder and part of his back skin.

Jian Xing stared intently at the sleek back muscles, and felt his nasal cavity heat up.

Lan Heng didn't turn around, but naturally pulled back the bathrobe and entered the toilet.

Jian Xing touched his nose belatedly and found that there was no nosebleed.

No matter at home or abroad, Jian Xing has seen many muscular men, but this is the first time he has encountered such a body/body that attracts him so much.

The interlocking actions of the clavicle, humerus, and scapula are like magnets that attract his attention.

Tall and strong body, slender and well-proportioned long legs, tangled and powerful arms...

The more Jian Xing thought about it, the more energetic he became, and quickly interrupted his thinking rhythm.

After calming down, Jian Xing realized something was wrong.

This should not be his illusion, the moment Lan Heng raised his left hand to pick up the bathrobe, he seemed to see a scar on Lan Heng's left wrist.

It looked deep and extremely hideous.

The racing driver must not have hand injuries. When cornering, the driver needs to hold the steering wheel tightly to resist the huge force.

This is also one of the important reasons why racers need to train their arm strength.

Lan Heng seldom uses his left hand on weekdays, and his wrist rarely faces outward.

Rarely used does not mean unusable.

During the two blow sparring, Lan Heng's left hand was not dull at all, and his moves were fierce and quick, completely based on the idea of ​​wanting to beat Jian Xing.

Could it be that Lan Heng couldn't think about it and played self-mutilation?