Autumn famous mountain bike god is reborn

Although they were too far away to hear what the two sides were saying clearly, anyone could clearly see the tense atmosphere between Keisuke Takahashi and Takeshi Nakazato.

The more intense the smoke in front of the station, the more excited the mountain lovers watching the battle will be.

"No matter who it is, this is a battle that has been pushed to the edge and must be won."

"Yeah, whether it's RedSuns or NightKids, they can't lose anymore."

"Akina's 86 is the fastest downhiller in the group of horses. There is no doubt about it, but he is one person after all."

"So, as long as RedSuns completely defeats the NightKids team that stood in the way at the end, including the previous winning streak, they can be called the fastest team in the horses, right?"

"That's right. Both sides just lost to Qiu Ming's 86. Now is the time when they most need a big victory to prove themselves."

"NightKids was discredited because of Shingo Shoji's Akagi tape match failure, and this time it's at his home court again, the pressure must have exploded."

"Hey, for our audience, this kind of super battle where both sides have the determination not to lose is the most worth watching."

"I still support Brother Takahashi from RedSuns! Of course, if Akina 86 appears, he will definitely be No.1 in my heart, and I bought his tofu shop stickers specially."

"I'm looking forward to it more and more, but it is said that this time there is only one competition. I don't know if it will be uphill or downhill?"

"Downhill can best reflect technology, but both sides are cars with high horsepower. It would be too unreasonable not to choose uphill."

When the crowd was discussing, someone suddenly said: "Actually, I just heard from others that Qiu Ming's 86 seems to be here too."

After a brief group silence, the topic was instantly diverted by this person.

"No way? I haven't seen a panda-colored AE86 with a tofu shop logo at all. Ordinary 86s are everywhere."

"If he showed up in his own car, he would have been spotted immediately."

"Hey, he didn't come here in Takahashi Ryosuke's car, did he?"

"If you say that... I seemed to see a figure sitting on the co-pilot of the white FC just now. Because the speed of the car was so fast, I thought it was my eyes."

Fujiwara Takumi on the top of the mountain didn't know yet, his whereabouts were almost discovered by enthusiastic fans.

The first three 10-minute performances for the benefit of the audience passed quickly when the FD-3S drifted back and forth symbolically and the GTR chased after it with the ground running method.

Watching them go away in a hurry, the audience who had a small feast for their eyes sighed unsatisfactorily.

But after realizing that the game was about to start, excited discussions soon sounded in the crowd again.

Takeshi Nakazato and Keisuke Takahashi, who had fought several rounds of verbal battles before, were obviously in a state of disgust at each other.

They looked at each other coldly, then looked away in unison.

"The last minute!"

The black R-32 and the yellow FD-3S followed the command of a member of the local NightKids team and moved the cars to the starting line one after the other.

The large parking lot at the top of Myogi Mountain is located in the middle of the mountain road, cutting the road into two areas facing south and north.

The northward side begins with a short, gentle ascent.After the end, there is a steep downhill that is completely opposite to the gentle uphill straight road.The curvature of each curve is changeable, but the biggest advantage is that the road surface is relatively spacious and the road conditions are relatively stable.

This is in relation to the south facing side.

The condition of the road on the south side is undoubtedly much worse - the sun-baked asphalt road is not only partially deformed, but also the curves are much narrower and tighter than those on the north side, covered with gravel, there are many steps, and there are even many Ugly indentations left by previous passing vehicles when they braked hard.

It is conceivable that if the car is crushed at high speed regardless, as long as the grip of the tires is slightly insufficient, it is easy to cause serious slipping and dangerous accidents.

This makes it like Subing, which makes overtaking an almost impossible thing, but it is very suitable for challenging the limit.

I don’t know if I have enough confidence in my downhill skills that I have been honing recently, or I want to show my best level in front of my important goal, Takumi Fujiwara, who has defeated me twice in different ways... The last choice of Nakazato Takeshi , is the more difficult road on the south side.

"Nakasato is very courageous." Takahashi Ryosuke smiled and evaluated objectively: "He obviously has the absolute advantage of the home field, but he actively chooses conditions that are not conducive to him. He is a somewhat capable person."

Fujiwara Takumi nodded silently.

It is actually a light car like his AE86 that can take advantage of the steep and steep southern road.

Light weight means more control and less wear on the tyres.

Especially when the curves are so densely distributed, and it is a downhill section... Even if the time period for a car with high horsepower to release the full throttle is added up, it is pitifully small.

The specially improved high horsepower will only become an embellishment or even a burden here, and the bulky body will further increase the disadvantage of Zhong Liyi.

It is impossible for Zhongsato not to know this, but he still resolutely chose the south side road which is more difficult for him.

"The track on the south side is also very suitable for tempering Mr. Keisuke's temper." Fujiwara Takumi thought about it seriously, and said sincerely: "When he was practicing throttle control, the biggest obstacle was his impatience. This kind of section can only be done patiently, relying on delicate throttle control to open the breakthrough section, he will soon realize the benefits of the recent hard training."

Whether it is objective judgment or subjective desire, Takumi firmly believes that Mr. Keisuke will win.

"Ah."

After Takahashi Ryosuke responded in a low voice, he suddenly asked warmly: "Do you want to watch the game in a special seat?"

Fujiwara Takumi was stunned.

He stared blankly at those gentle dark blue eyes for a moment, and then, as if waking up from a dream, he asked flattered, "Eh? Can I do it too?"

"What are you talking about, Takumi." Probably not expecting such a reaction, Takahashi Ryosuke couldn't help laughing, and said in a joking tone: "The few times when Keisuke followed your 86, It is indeed very difficult. But with Nakazato and Keisuke... with my FC, there should be no problem."

"No, how could I doubt that."

Fujiwara Takumi waved his hands hastily, and explained embarrassingly: "I just thought that such a special seat is the treatment only Mr. Keisuke has."

Going back to ten years ago, he has indeed sat in the co-pilot seat of FC several times for many reasons.

But at the invitation of Mr. Ryosuke, sitting in the assistant seat of FC, he can appreciate the superb treatment of the other party chasing the cars in the race with his superb driving skills, and he can hear the gentle and detailed explanation... He still never dared to think about it of.

Instead, by default, only Mr. Keisuke, the younger brother who is most valued by Mr. Ryosuke, can have it.

Hearing Fujiwara Takumi's sincere answer, Takahashi Ryosuke was silent for a moment, and smiled helplessly.

"Tuo Hai." He suddenly asked: "Do you know why I insisted on picking you up at your home today and prevented you from driving the 86?"

Fujiwara Takumi was stunned, and asked subconsciously, "Isn't it to save fuel?"

Last time Mr. Ryosuke used the joke-like excuse of 'saving fuel' to accompany him to the test driver interview in Tochigi Prefecture.

"of course not."

To Fujiwara Takumi's surprise, Mr. Ryosuke immediately denied the answer.

Takahashi Ryosuke chuckled and slowly closed his eyes.

When he quickly opened it again, Fujiwara Takumi couldn't help but pause for breath.

He seemed to... saw the night sky on Miaoyi Mountain at this moment.

The dim light from the street lamps, like stars falling into the night sky, reflected into these deep and gentle dark blue eyes.

"Mr. Ryosuke?"

Fujiwara Takumi didn't realize that his heart was beating fast in his chest suddenly.

The voice he made at this time was already unbelievably soft.

He stared blankly at Mr. Ryosuke who approached him without saying a word.

Takahashi Ryosuke's upper body leaned forward slightly. There was a full nine centimeter height gap between him and Fujiwara Takumi. The standard model's wide shoulders and narrow waist allowed him to easily cast the other party in his own shadow.

At this time, he only needed to stretch out his hand a little, and he could touch the tea-brown forehead hair.

really.

Just as it seemed, the moment the slender fingers touched, the sensitive fingertips conveyed a soft and warm feeling.

——Touch and leave.

In the eyes of others, the person who has always been the representative of calmness and rationality did not give any explanation for his sudden approach, even touching his forehead in front of countless audiences present.

Takahashi Ryosuke, who straightened his upper body again and opened a little distance, couldn't help laughing when he saw Fujiwara Takumi who had fallen into a sluggish state and blushed more obviously.

The laughter is deep and magnetic.

It's the kind of... nice-sounding sexy that can make someone who is already shy become even shyer.

Whoa!

After Fujiwara Takumi regained his senses for a while, he was filled with a sense of nervousness and bewilderment.

The originally noisy surroundings have become extremely quiet since I don't know when.

It may also be that his mind is dizzy, automatically blocking the noise from strangers.

"Mr. Liangjie," he managed to regain his senses, and quickly found the most reasonable explanation, and asked stammeringly: "Uh, you did that just now because of something dirty on my hair. something?"

Otherwise, how could Mr. Ryosuke reach out and touch his hair for no reason?

When the slightly cool fingertips rubbed into the hair, they touched the sensitive scalp.

It was obviously a very gentle and careful movement, but it made Fujiwara Takumi feel as if a tiny electric current was passing through his whole body.

Let him go all the way down from the back of the ear, and he became numb and hot.

Fujiwara Takumi looked confused.

When his good friend Takeuchi hugged him and made some more exaggerated friendly and intimate gestures between friends, he never had these strange reactions at all.

"Probably the real reason is that knowing that both Keisuke and Nakasato want to perform well in front of you," Takahashi Ryosuke looked at Takumi who had regained his composure with a smile, and did not answer his question just now, but seriously Confidently explained the previous words: "I really don't want to be left behind."

Without waiting for Takumi who was stunned to ask again, he opened the car door, put his hands loosely on the open door, looked back at the other party, and asked with a personable manner: "Then your answer is that you would like to sit on the car?" A special seat for the game?"