Professional racing driver forced to debut

After Fang Nuozhe sent the two back to the hotel, he was called back to the dinner by Tang Yilong's series of murderous calls.

As soon as Tang Yilong drank too much, he liked to grab people to educate him.

To prevent Lan Heng from becoming this unlucky guy, Fang Nuozhe decided to leave Lan Heng in the hotel as well.

Jian Xing and Lan Heng walked side by side, with an arm wrapped around their backs, firmly supporting Jian Xing's figure.

Just by looking at his actions, it is absolutely impossible to tell that this is a drunkard.

After finally sending Jian Xing to the hotel room, Lan Heng originally wanted to go to a nearby convenience store to buy some hangover hangover first, it can be seen that Jian Xing's fierce face is full of awe.

With Jian Xing under this face, if he said that he would dismantle the hotel into pieces, Lan Heng would believe it.

After hesitating again and again, Lan Heng turned back and switched to room service.

The eyes are still sharp and aggressive, but there is an added layer of inexplicable meaning, like a thin layer of tulle.

Jian Xing looked sideways, the person in front of him lowered his eyebrows and pressed the button with his bony fingers.

It would be fine if it was simply long, but the fingers were still white, and under the yellow light in the hotel, they were coated with a delicate layer of warm light.

Staring at this hand for a long time, Jian Xing seemed to feel bored, and leaned lazily on the corner of the sofa.

The sofa can't accommodate a pair of long legs at all, so he can only bend his legs and raise his legs loosely.

Alcohol was prone to weakness after the upper body, and he struggled to lift his legs.

Just as Lan Heng hung up the phone, when he looked up, he saw Jian Xing shaking his head irregularly.

The toes of the socks were slightly raised, and Jian Xing looked at his feet, his expression gradually froze.

Then, Jian Xing raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand suddenly, and took off the socks with lightning speed.

Lan Heng was startled.

Jian Xing held his own socks in his hand, and looked at his bare/naked feet contentedly.Then, Jian Xing put down the raised legs and found a more comfortable position to lean back.

The lower jaw was slightly raised, the eyes were narrowed, and the expression focused on the front...

garbage can.

There was only a sound of "咻", and the black sock slid out of a curve in the air, and finally fell to the ground next to the trash can.

Jian Xing seemed to be angry, blushing, and staring at the trash can fiercely.

Lan Heng always thought that if things were allowed to go on, Jian Xing would fight this poor trash can.

Lan Heng walked aside, bent over and picked up Jian Xing's socks.Back in front of the sofa, Lan Heng knelt on one knee on the soft plush carpet.

Carefully stretch out his hand to hold Jian Xing's ankle, and help Jian Xing put on his socks with restrained and gentle movements.

As soon as he put on his socks, Lan Heng got up halfway, and saw Jian Xing in front of him, took off his socks and threw them forward.

Lan Heng was silent for a moment, then set his eyes on Jian Xing.

Jian Xing looked up at him casually.

From this expression, Lan Heng read the pride after the prank succeeded.

Lan Heng went back to the trash can in front, picked up the socks, turned back to the sofa again, and repeated the previous actions.

The action was as serious and careful as last time, and patiently took the trouble.

After repeating it many times, Jian Xing felt a little tired.

Previously, Jian Xing would carefully look for angles, as if he couldn't stop if he didn't hit the target.This time, he closed his eyes, casually raised his hand and threw it forward.

There was the rustling sound of plastic bags in the trash can, and Jian Xing exaggeratedly said "Wow", and said with a blank expression, "I got hit, I'm so good."

Lan Heng agreed: "Awesome."

Jian Xing: "Then you pick it up for me."

There were food residues in the trash can, Lan Heng looked at the pair of dirty socks.

It is impossible for this pair of socks to be put back on Jian Xing's feet at this moment.

Jian Xing muttered, "I'm so cold, I want to wear socks."

Jian Xing felt aggrieved seeing Lan Heng not moving and seeing his own bare right foot.

Looking around in confusion, he kept saying, "Where are my socks? Where are my socks?"

From throwing socks at the beginning, it turned into looking for socks.

Jianxing's socks look simple, but there is a logo inside, which is a well-known luxury brand.

Even the socks are so expensive, it can be seen that Jian Xing's family conditions are not bad.

Lan Heng can't get the same brand of socks now, but he should still have pure black socks.

Lan Heng stretched out his long arms, preventing Jian Xing from getting off the sofa.There was an obstacle in front of him and he couldn't move forward, so Jian Xing slammed his forehead against the "wall".

Lan Heng was unprepared, let out a muffled groan, and immediately pressed Jian Xing on the sofa in the small space.

Jian Xing was still talking: "Where are my socks?"

While Jian Xing was reading, he reached out and groped, trying to find his own socks.

Lan Heng supported the sofa with one hand, and grabbed that hand with the other.With a hoarse voice: "I'll help you find it."

Jian Xing let out an "oh".

Jian Xing also said: "I'm so cold, I want to wear socks."

Jian Xing is indeed more afraid of the cold, his birth made everyone unprepared, and he was almost unable to stay in the world due to his premature birth.

When he was young, Jian Xing's three meals a day were specially prepared by a well-paid nutritionist. Except for the food on the list, he was not allowed to touch it.

When he was three years old, the doctor said that his physical indicators were very healthy, and he was even stronger than many European and American peers.

Years of being careful has finally paid off.

Jian Ling was very happy and bought a go-kart in Europe as a present for Jian Xing's third birthday.

It was his first go-kart in his life.

Lan Heng pretended to be looking for socks on the ground, and Jian Xing's interrogating gaze was always on Lan Heng's body, as if he was afraid that Lan Heng would hide his socks.

Taking advantage of Jian Xing's inattention, Lan Heng quickly took out a pair of unopened socks from his suitcase.He used his body as a barrier again, and unpacked it.

Lan Heng came over with the socks, and Jian Xing raised his feet obediently.

Finally putting on the socks, Jian Xing suddenly moved closer and pressed the back of Lan Heng's neck.The tip of the nose descends from the black hair, and finally falls between the neck.

Jian Xing took a deep breath: "It smells so good."

Jian Xing was woken up by himself.

He was already half-drunk, and his consciousness was already chaotic, but he seemed to have another perspective, viewing the whole situation from a third-person perspective.

Although the memory is still broken, it is enough for him to recall his life.

With some pain in the head, Jian Xing reached out and punched himself on the thigh.And because the punch was too hard, I almost burst into tears.

Yesterday, he not only performed throwing socks, wearing socks, and vomiting, but also played a good-for-nothing in friendship.

Because of vomiting and diarrhea, and because of weakness in limbs.

Therefore, it was Lan Heng who helped him clean up the whole process, plus washing and changing clothes.

Jian Xing doesn't like drinking, which is annoying. He thinks that getting drunk is causing trouble to others.

Thinking about it in another way, if a drunk degenerates into a baby who needs someone to take care of everything in front of him, Jian Xing will just smear the soles of his feet and run away.

Not only did Ke Lanheng not cheat, but he also provided one-on-one personal service throughout the process.

Logically speaking, at this time, Lan Heng should have returned with breakfast.But now, Lan Heng was nowhere to be seen.

It must have caused a psychological shadow on him, so I didn't want to see him early in the morning.

Jian Xing's intestines are green with regret, he shouldn't touch this wine.

Quickly grabbed the phone, opened WeChat, and the first message was "Speechless".

His eyes darkened and he almost fainted. Jian Xing spoke sincerely and started typing seriously.

Jian Xing: I really drank too much yesterday, and I sincerely apologize to you.

Jian Xing: I really regret doing something I shouldn't have done.Take it as a warning, there will never be a next time.

Jian Xing: I'm sorry, I'm really sorry.

After waiting for a long time without a reply, Jian Xing's heart was ashamed, and the next second, after seeing the chat page clearly, Jian Xing was instantly numb.

Fang Nuozhe: Is that what I think?Be bold and tell your story.

Tang Yilong: Calm down and think about it, maybe everything is predestined!Amitabha! [grateful]

Engineer A: This is addictive. Once you have the first time, there will be countless times. Breaking the first layer will slowly break countless layers.

The questions that attracted their attention more were also the most frequently read replies, and so on.

Fang Nuozhe: I did something I shouldn't do, and I played a role I shouldn't have.Have you brought the things you should bring?

Tang Yilong: Don't just talk nonsense here.How could such an important thing be forgotten?

At this moment, Jian Xing's heart is colder than the snowstorm in winter.

Don has an internal group, and on the first day Jian Xing joined Don, Fang Nuozhe pulled him into it.

It was the guilt, self-blame, and shame from early in the morning that caused Jian Xing's eyes to go astray, thinking that the "speechless" was sent by Lan Heng.

Scrolling up the chat history, this "speechless" was sent by Tang Yilong.

Further up, there is the electronic checkout receipt issued by Tang Yilong, and the words to complain about the current prices.

Jian Xing: It’s not what you think, it’s really not.

Tang Yilong: I'm kidding you, it's probably because you've gone crazy with drinking, why don't you apologize to Xiaoheng?

Jian Xing: ...um.

Fang Nuozhe: What's the matter, Brother Heng has a good temper.Even if you do sleep him, he won't ask you to be responsible.

The sound of the room card opening the door sounded, and Jian Xing almost threw the phone out.As the sound of footsteps approached, Jian Xing's heart was slowly suspended, as if he was about to be executed.

Lan Heng held a dinner plate in his hand, with food placed in small dishes on top.Seeing that Jian Xing woke up, he walked towards Jian Xing.

Jian Xing shrank back in embarrassment, not daring to face Lan Heng directly.

Lan Heng just put the dinner plate by the bedside table, and planned to leave.

"That..." Jian Xing racked his brains, struggling to hold back a sentence, "Why did you come back so late?"

Jian Xing got up late because he drank too much, but Lan Heng didn't drink a single drop.

Lan Heng: "Swimming."

Suddenly, Jian Xing did not forget to blow a wave: "Go swimming early in the morning? You are really self-disciplined."

Lan Heng said "oh" again.

The answer was like a cat scratching. Jian Xing said again: "I'm really sorry yesterday. I thought I could drink quite well, but I just thought... I'm really sorry."

Lan Heng: "It's fine."

Is this all right?

It was almost as if Lan Heng was being used as a nanny, and Lan Heng still said it was all right?

But the nanny takes care of you with painstaking efforts, it is for the sake of salary, otherwise no one will ignore you.

What can he give Lan Heng? !

Lan Heng did not intend to reciprocate at all, and suffered unilaterally.

There is no way to repay this kindness, and giving money to Lan Heng seems to be humiliating Lan Heng.And the way of giving money is like paying a tip for whoring ducks.

He can't let Lan Heng have time to drink and go crazy, and then let him take care of Lan Heng, right?

At the moment when Jian Xing was struggling, Lan Heng's eyes seemed to glance down.

Jian Xing was baffled, looked down and saw that the bathrobe was a little split.

Jian Xing pulled the quilt in shock and looked up in astonishment.

Where are his pants? ?

Lan Heng said concisely: "Washed."

A very scary idea popped up in his mind.

But Jian Xing believes that the matter will not be so serious, there is a turning point.

Jian Xing felt like a stick in his throat, and his voice trembled violently: "Who, who washed it...?"

Sometimes not answering is more terrifying than answering, Lan Heng's shallow eyes collided with Jian Xing's horrified eyes.

Jian Xing covered his face weakly, and lay down on the bed hopelessly: "You don't need to say anything, I understand."

Compared with Jian Xing's despair, Lan Heng is much calmer.When leaving, Lan Heng also reminded: "Remember to eat."

After being heartbroken for another moment, Jian Xing also felt a little hungry.

Struggling to get up, he took the dinner plate, a nutritionally balanced mix, and a cup of light brown drink.

Jian Xing took a sip, it was hangover soup.

While eating the breakfast that Lan Heng brought, he took out his mobile phone and typed in the group chat with emotion.

Jian Xing: She has a really good temper.

Lan Heng received a message, and when he saw the message, he subconsciously wanted to turn off the screen.He did so, after thinking for a moment, he still turned on the screen.

He set Do Not Disturb messages for the other party, and the note to the other party was also very simple, "ah".

Ah: Why did you have such a serious accident in this competition? The news looks so scary. Are you okay?

Lan Heng: It's all right.

Ah: Are you not hurt?

Lan Heng: No.

Ah: Don't lie to me, I have seen the press conference.Where did the bruise on your face come from?Did you get into a fight with someone?How do you learn to fight and lie now?I have already said not to go to a place so far away to study, as it is so far away from home, it is not convenient for the family to take care of you.You are being bullied and none of us know it!

Lan Heng: No.

"Ah" sent a lot, Lan Heng looked at the phone screen calmly for a while, new messages kept popping up.

Feeling bored, he looked out the window again.

Through the transparent glass door, there is a pole on the balcony with a pair of underpants and a pair of black socks hanging on it.

The sun is strong and the morning wind is surging.

Clothes that have no ability to fight back under the wind and are blown upside down look pitiful and helpless.

The same is true of Jian Xing yesterday.

Jian Xing tossed about for a while, and said he wanted to vomit, Lan Heng hugged him and went to the toilet.After all, it was one step too late.

Jian Xing vomited very well, only vomited on himself, even if he was drunk, he knew not to trouble others.He pushed Lan Heng away first, and then began to vomit.

But Lan Heng was the last one to clean up. After taking off Jian Xing's sweater and trousers, he called for the room dry cleaning service.

Looking at Jian Xing who was naked, wearing only a pair of underpants and a pair of socks, Lan Heng decided to leave some clothing for Jian Xing.

Put the clothes in a bag and give it to the person who comes to pick up the clothes.Lan Heng went back to the toilet, and Jian Xing washed his underpants by himself.

The body of a young man at this age is not yet green, but rather than green, he is more full of tension and vitality.It is tough and beautiful like the fresh grass that flourishes in the wilderness.

For some reason, Lan Heng leaned against the door frame, quietly watching Jian Xing wash his underpants.

After washing, Jian Xing wanted to take off his socks again.In order to prevent Jane from shuffling the two, Lan Heng had no choice but to stop.

While there was water in the bathtub, the boy was trapped in the arm cage to prevent the boy from moving his hands and feet.

Jian Xing is unusually well-behaved and doesn't struggle.He asked, "Am I good?"

Lan Heng: "Good boy."

The sound of "good boy" made Jian Xing completely angry, and he tried hard to escape from the bondage with his arms.Lan Heng was afraid that if he hugged her tightly, it would hurt Jian Xing, so he could only relax a little bit.

After Jian Xing regained his freedom, he bent down fiercely, quickly took off his socks, and threw them into the bathtub.

Then, he said viciously, "I'm not good at all."

Lan Heng looked at the black socks floating on the water, feeling a little helpless.

This is for Jian Xing to take a bath later.

But there is no serious problem, the socks are also newly unpacked, Jian Xing has not worn them for a long time, and they are not dirty.

Lan Heng tugged Jian Xing again, coaxing him: "Not good."

Jian Xing got into the bathtub contentedly, and the moment he put his toes in, he hissed: "It's cool."

Lan Heng adjusted the water temperature according to his own feelings. Most men are afraid of heat, so the water used for bathing will be cooler.But Jian Xing is just the opposite.

Lan Heng tentatively increased the water temperature.

After repeated adjustments several times, Jian Xing was satisfied with the water temperature.

Even if he is unconscious, Jian Xing will obediently wash his underwear and wash himself well.

Lan Heng cleaned up the vomit on the ground a long time ago, and there was a layer of running water on the surface, which was slippery before being dragged in time.

Lan Heng took the non-slip mat and placed it on the side of the bathtub, took the socks while Jian Xing was not paying attention, and went back to the sink.

A bunch of underpants rested quietly on the table of the sink.

Fearing that the drunk would not wash it clean, Lan Heng washed Jian Xing's clothes again.

The wind seemed to have stopped, Lan Heng looked away, and there were more and more messages on WeChat.

He didn't even read the long speech, and replied: Got it.

After exiting the chat page, another contact with the note "Oh" came to him.

Oh: Your mother is a little too talkative, but we are all out of parental concern.How worried we are that you study so far away by yourself and refuse to live in your cousin's house.

Lan Heng: Oh.

Oh: where are you now?Is it convenient for video?

Lan Heng: Hotel.

Oh: hotel?Who are you dating?Have a girlfriend?How old are you?How are the conditions at home?Do you have a photo?

Seeing the series of question marks, Lang Heng suddenly felt disgusted.

Oh: Forget it, I know you bother us to take care of you.Be careful, don't be cheated of money and sex.You are too simple, this society is very chaotic.

Lan Heng: Oh.

Oh: Remember to take safety measures, right.Your sister's project just finished, she has nothing to do recently, should I let her come to Yinzhou to accompany you?

Lan Heng quickly typed "no" on the screen.

Oh: you know, your mother is not in good health.Every day, I am worried and afraid, for fear that you will not have enough food and clothing, and you will be bullied.Especially if you're still playing motorsports... I won't mention it, just let your sister accompany you, and it will be your mother's peace of mind.

In this passage, Lan Heng only saw the first sentence.

Guilt, self-blame, depression, doubt, and rhetorical questions twisted his nerves like spider webs.

He typed "Oh" slowly, stared at the screen for a long time as if in a daze, and only belatedly pressed send.

Out of breath.

After Jian Xing put on his clothes and went out, he saw Lan Heng's expressionless and peaceful expression.His eyes were depressed and lifeless, as if he had lost all desire to survive.

Shouldn't it be...

Help him wash his underwear, and wash out his psychological shadow?

On the one hand, Jian Xing didn't think it was a big deal, but on the other hand, he thought it was serious.

The curtains were not closed, and Jian Xing could see the underwear and two pairs of black socks drying outside at a glance.

Jian Xing dawdled and sat beside Lan Heng, and said almost like a mosquito: "Next time I will wash it for you?"

Lan Heng looked at Jian Xing with some doubts.

Jian Xing wished to hammer his tongue to pieces, and blurted out a sentence: "Don't be angry."

Reason told Lan Heng that Jian Xing had misunderstood something and he should refuse.

Ke Lanheng didn't want to refuse, he said, "Okay."

The city Z race is over, and they need to rush to the next match point.

The parts of the racing car have been packed into containers and shipped to the next station. Before boarding the plane, Jian Xing is still communicating with the engineer.

Engineer: "You were saying that the rear of the car was unstable, right?"

Jian Xing: "That's right."

During the race, Jian Xing could clearly feel the strange vibration from the rear of the car.

The engineer took out the data sheet and said in surprise: "We checked the data based on what you said. Later, we found that the problem you mentioned was due to the tail moving by 0.1-0.2 degrees."

The engineer's eyes were full of disbelief: "This is only 0.1-0.2 degrees!"

The design of a racing car is a science, and the position of each part may change the overall balance of the car.

Jian Xing can perceive very subtle changes in the car, which comes from his instinct.

The driver has little help in the development of the car, but can play a decisive role in the tuning of the car.

Different drivers have different driving styles, and the tuning is also very different.

Jian Xing soon understood that the team's tuning of the car was more inclined to Lan Heng's driving style.

He can understand that one is a driver who has been with the team for many years, and the other is a rookie who has just arrived.The team will naturally lean more towards the elderly.

In many cases, the team just accepts the opinions of the drivers, and how to adjust is still decided by the engineers.Because they are the most professional, drivers can only provide auxiliary advice.

Because the driver can only express his driving experience, and cannot provide detailed adjustment data.

The adjustment data of the racing car was changed. The engineer and the team had good intentions at first, and Jian Xing accepted it.but--

Jian Xing: "I hope that when I adjust my car in the future, I can be informed in advance."

No matter good car or bad car, Jian Xing can drive it, as long as it is not a ridiculously bad car, Jian Xing can show his skills.

But Jian Xing was already familiar with the previous adjustment formula, and the team suddenly changed the adjustment formula without notifying Jian Xing in advance.As a result, Jian Xing's information on the racing car remained in the previous version, and the driving method had not been updated.

The tuned car has insufficient downforce to satisfy Jian Xing's reckless application of late brakes (delayed application of the brakes).

Jian Xing thought he could brake late into the corner, but the racing car didn't allow it.If the situation is bad, the car will go straight off the track.

Fortunately, Jian Xing has a strong ability to control the car, so he rescued the car at a critical moment and returned to the normal track.

Tang Yilong chartered the entire plane, and Jian Xing found a corner to sit at will.

This still cannot prevent everyone from focusing on him.

The engineer and others talked about Jian Xing's super keen perception of the racing car, and everyone was amazed and expressed incredible.

Such perception is not what normal people should have.

Someone suddenly asked, "Jian Xing, when do you plan to sign the contract extension?"

As if the pause button had been pressed, everyone stopped chattering and stared straight at Jian Xing.

Even wearing blindfolds, Jian Xing could feel the dazzling light.

There are only two races left in this season, and then all the teams should enter the car development stage, and strive to develop a car with superior performance in the next season.

he does not know.

He didn't know how to make his choice after this season.

There will be sponsors and teams who will come to watch the game in the paddock. Only those who dominate the game will have the chance to jump into the dragon gate.

But what if not?