Autumn famous mountain bike god is reborn

At nine o'clock on Friday night, K Town, Saitama Prefecture.

"Keisuke, this time the mountain road is also very narrow." Shi Hao reminded with a smile: "There are also many drainage gratings running across it."

"Really?" Keisuke Takahashi was rarely disturbed by his teasing. He stared at the road, focusing on comparing the road images seen in the video tape in his mind: "I think it's much better than last time." .”

Compared with Dingfengshan Road, the road surface of Qianzhi Highway is undoubtedly much cleaner, and the number of blind bends is also less than the former.

"Hey, is that so?"

Received an unexpected reaction, Shi Hao couldn't help looking at the other driver who had been silent all the time.

"Yeah." Sensing Shi Hao's gaze, Takumi Fujiwara, who was carefully observing the slightly raised drainage grate on the ground and would definitely be taken out of a slightly bumpy drain when the wheels run over it, immediately expressed his agreement: "I'm very impressed with the high-horsepower FD." As far as the road conditions are concerned, the road conditions are indeed much better than before, and the requirements for the details of the throttle control are naturally reduced."

After pointing this out, Takumi seemed to have realized something, and looked at Keisuke Takahashi with a vigilant face with a little regret, and added: "Although it is a favorable condition for Mr. Keisuke... it is not so easy to inspect this week's training results."

Listening to his mentor-like tone, Keisuke Takahashi ground his teeth and felt his fists itch on the spot: "You bastard——"

"Ah."

Ryosuke Takahashi smiled and echoed, "Takumi is right."

Shi Hao was not surprised to find that after Ryosuke spoke, Keisuke, who was aggressive one moment, turned into a numb expression the next moment.

Shi Hao: "..."

How did Ryosuke foolishly think that it was normal for Ryosuke to defend Takumi so obvious that it was almost doting?

What interrupted the undercurrent in the world was the opponent team in the second race in Saitama that just got off the cars on the parking lot.

"Sure enough, it's still this time."

The leader, Akiyama Nobuhiko, said calmly: "Meet you again, everyone in Project D."

"Huh?" Shi Hao opened his eyes wide in surprise, "I remember you are—"

"In order to avoid any misunderstanding among you, let me make a point in advance," Nobuhiko Akiyama said frankly, "Because Plan D is a special team that gathers the top players from the horses, we, Saitama, are going to fight and form a Northwest Alliance team temporarily. Is it reasonable too?"

Shi Hao glanced at Ryosuke Takahashi with a peaceful expression, and replied, "Of course."

"I didn't appear as your opponent this time." Akiyama Nobuhiko continued to explain: "I can only be regarded as the logistics staff in the team."

Shi Hao frowned slightly: "Then may I ask, who is the driver you sent this time...?"

"I'm the one going uphill, Akiyama Wataru."

Akiyama stepped forward generously, his eyes still resting on Fujiwara Takumi with some regret: "I have seen it last time."

"So my opponent is you."

Keisuke Takahashi certainly remembered him.

After all, he is also driving the AE86 and can make the shy guy who cuts the black take the initiative to talk to him. I am afraid that there is only one such person in the entire North Kanto.

Both of them have a cool personality. At this time, they just glanced at each other and nodded, and it was considered that they had finished greeting each other.

"As for our downhiller," Akiyama Nobuhiko paused on Fujiwara Takumi, and quickly became firm: "It won't appear yet. You will see it tomorrow night."

Fujiwara Takumi considers himself not the protagonist, and honestly gave up the front seat to Mr. Keisuke and Mr. Ryosuke early in the morning.

He leaned against the body of the 86 quietly and low-key, and when A She and Nobuhiko Akiyama looked at him, although he was a little dazed, he still smiled politely.

After hearing Akiyama Nobuhiko's words, only two thoughts came to his mind.

——The opponent this time should still be Sakamoto driving a cappuccino.

——In the case of no rain, facing the absolute downhill cornering machine cappuccino, how can I win more beautifully, so that Mr. Ryosuke will be more happy?

"I won't waste your time." After the opening remarks, Akiyama Nobuhiko, who didn't know that his secret weapon had been discovered by the cheating Takumi, stood aside in a reasonable way: "There are very few passing cars at this point. You guys start practicing as soon as possible."

Shi Hao smiled and said, "Thank you very much."

"Same as last time," Takahashi Ryosuke calmly gave instructions as usual: "Run with 5% strength for the first 80 laps."

"Yes."

After Takahashi Keisuke and Fujiwara Takumi agreed in unison, they each got into their cars and drove away with the technician.

"I hope that when Matsumoto comes back this time, he won't be as pitiful as last time." Shi Hao looked at the 86's sudden departure with some sympathy, and he could imagine the roller coaster experience of the person in the co-pilot: "Should... Are you getting used to it?"

Takahashi Ryosuke seemed to chuckle: "Yes."

"But this time I always feel a little strange." Shi Hao said worriedly: "They deliberately hid Tuo Hai's opponent tomorrow night, maybe it's some terrible killer."

To Shi Hao's surprise, it was not Ryosuke who refuted his words first, but Kenta Nakamura, who was sullen at the side.

"Impossible." Although Kenta Nakamura's face was not good, he still said firmly: "Taku who can defeat Mr. Ryosuke and Mr. Keisuke... that guy, it is impossible to lose in this kind of battle casually." Small place. So what if it's a little trick? As long as the guy is running as fast as usual, there's no way they can win."

"Wow. It's really rare."

Shi Hao stared at the uncomfortable Nakamura Kenta in shock, and couldn't help teasing him: "Is this really Xianta? Are you speaking for Takumi?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Shi Hao!" Nakamura Kenta was caught in the most reconciled place, and immediately walked away a few steps in embarrassment, and then said aggressively: "I am obviously on the side of Mr. Ryosuke and Mr. Keisuke! "

Takahashi Ryosuke smiled, and suddenly said, "I'm really not worried about Takumi."

Taking advantage of Mrs. Xian walking away and not being able to hear their conversation, Shi Hao's eyes revealed a touch of mockery: "Really?"

"Ah."

Takahashi Ryosuke still had a calm demeanor, and his tone of voice was careless: "Whether it is courage, courage or technology, he is absolutely beyond common sense and unique. Only he will never hesitated to invite me to be his navigator."

Speaking of this, he paused slightly.

Afterwards, Shi Hao, who was showing a smirk, really went along with it, with a gentle gleam in his dark blue eyes, and he said the second half of the sentence as a matter of course: "There is only him, who is loved by me."

"I really lost to you, Ryosuke."

Takahashi Ryosuke's expression was calm from beginning to end, without the slightest shyness when he had a crush on another person in common sense.

On the contrary, it was Shi Hao who said these words first, and his face was a little heated by the straightforward confession of "the person he admires".

The two drivers of Project D, of course, were unaware of the conversation that took place between them at the starting point.

Whether it's Takahashi Keisuke who wants to prove his progress in front of that guy and his big brother, or Fujiwara Takumi who wants to win in the most beautiful way and get the best praise, they all put 100% focus on attacking the body. the curve ahead.

This time, Shuichi Matsumoto, who was sitting on the assistant's seat of the 86, was indeed not as miserable as last week.

At least until the end of five laps, he squatted on the ground with a dark face for a while, until he suppressed the severe nausea.

"Although I worked hard, it's so pitiful. It's absolutely impossible to win."

Akiyama looked at Takumi Fujiwara who knew nothing about tomorrow's opponent with regretful eyes, and sighed: "Sakamoto and cappuccino...whether it's a car or a person, they are not on the same level as mountain road riders like us." .Even if it is a strong 86 driver, it will fail this time."

Since Sakamoto has no competition recently, with the intention of changing his mood and earnestly helping his friends, in the two or three miles before the arrival of Project D, he ran very hard on this mountain road.

Although Akiyama Tsubasa didn't show up every time, he never missed it.

After recording the best lap time for Cappuccino, he also tried it on his Turbo 86.

Although neither he nor Sakamoto showed their full strength, the calculated gap in lap time is really shocking.

"It's true for the car, but I don't think so for the driver."

Nobuhiko Akiyama stared expressionlessly at the technician team at Project D who was busy changing the adjustments, and said without guilt: "No matter what, it doesn't matter if someone says it violated the rules afterwards, I must win this game victory."

"Do you mean that Fujiwara Takumi might be stronger than Sakamoto?" Akiyama wrinkled his brows and looked at him in disbelief: "Impossible. Sakamoto is a professional puller, and the Fuji Speedway team can It’s not a small unknown team, where he can be a first-team player.”

Even if due to inexplicable reasons recently, I have fallen into the so-called bottleneck period...

The foundation of his strength as a professional driver is there, he can still drive a cappuccino that he has never driven before, and easily run at a speed that he can't match.

"Although I really want to agree with your words, the data tell me that Fujiwara Takumi's strength has a very high probability, and it belongs to the upper level in the professional level." Akiyama Nobuhiko said indifferently: "When I met that time, I was originally I want to explain it to you and Sakamoto."

The corner of Akiyama Shepherd's mouth twitched slightly, obviously recalling the situation at that time.

...Since he and Sakamoto are not good at using brains, they refused without hesitation.

"It's horrible, I also want to compare with that 86." The more Akiyama thought about it, the more he felt itchy, and he took a breath angrily: "It seems to be the first time for me to be praised by you as a mountain driver. Listen."

In the intensive preparations for Plan D, one night passed quickly.

Still, after staying at a nearby B&B booked in advance, the members of Project D, who had recharged their energy during the day, returned to Qianzhi Highway at around 4 pm to do the final track practice and suspension system adjustment.

When the red cappuccino appeared, everyone in Plan D—except Fujiwara Takumi—had surprised eyes without any suspense.

"Mr. Sakamoto."

Sure enough, seeing a familiar figure, Fujiwara Takumi politely smiled at the person who came out of the cab.

——But he didn't know that the moment the other party saw that devilish smile clearly, he froze in place like a bottle of fossils, motionless.