Autumn famous mountain bike god is reborn

The time came to 9:40.

Under Takahashi Ryosuke's instruction, Shi Hao walked over to Dongtang School, where the number of people seemed to be more than last night, and politely asked the president of Dongtang: "Excuse me. May I ask you to decide whether to compare uphill first or Is it downhill?"

"Eh? Even this is our turn to decide."

The president of Dongtang held the cigarette between his fingers with a slight sense of surprise, and took it away from his mouth: "We are fighting at home, and we have already gained the greatest advantage. Others can do as you like."

"Although I am very grateful to the president for his kindness, this is the rule that our team leader has set since the establishment of the team." Shi Hao said with a smile: "No matter the starting method and position, or the order of the uphill and downhill races, all are chosen by the opponent. .”

"Oh oh."

The president of Dongtang raised his eyebrows with interest: "It's really a generosity full of confidence."

Speaking of this, he paused, and continued leisurely: "I can understand it. If there is such a super talented driver who is cheating in my team, I might behave more arrogantly. Bar."

Tate Tomoyuki, who had just changed into his racing suit from the waiting room, happened to hear this sentence.

A look of surprise flashed across his face, he glanced at the smiling Project D team liaison, and calmly looked in the direction of the other Project D team members.

The AE86 that will be racing this time - the opponent that sounds like a joke - is empty, and the driver must have gone to rest elsewhere.

But Tate Zhixing still inexplicably recognized his opponent with just one glance.

If his intuition is correct, the person who made President Dongtang say the exaggerated praise just now is that guy who is too young and has a shy look on his face.

"Then let's compete on the uphill race first. If we start...then go ahead and chase after, is that okay?"

The president of Dongtang only thought for a few seconds before giving the answer with a smile.

"No problem at all."

Shi Hao agreed without hesitation, and immediately went back to report to Liang Jie.

"Dahui, go get ready."

President Dongtang said casually: "Use this time, let's get acquainted with the model car in the school. You should have only driven it twice during the test, Zhi."

"Ah."

Tate Tomoyuki responded lightly, but his eyes had not moved away from the light brown-haired young man: "President, what is the name of my opponent tonight?"

"Fujiwara Takumi."

President Dongtang replied bluntly, and cast his eyes on the same person: "Don't underestimate the enemy, otherwise you will be shocked severely."

"I already feel it."

Tate Chiyuki said quickly.

Although there is no basis, but after several years of experience in the cruel professional racing world, whenever he encounters an existence whose level is much higher than his own, no matter what the opponent's appearance, age, or qualifications are... It can bring him this almost suffocating sense of oppression.

For Tomoyuki Tate, who is considered top in the team, but the team itself is only mid-level, there are not many opportunities to get in touch with such a super strong player.

Only in the two heavyweight championships that he participated in at the beginning of the year, did he meet one—the opponent did indeed become the final champion.

Why is there a top driver who makes him shudder in a road race that is underestimated by professional racing drivers?

"Anyway," Tate Tomoyuki said slowly, "As long as I change into this outfit, I will do my best."

The scorching gaze from Dongtang School made the members of Project D feel a little uncomfortable at first.

But after discovering that Takumi Fujiwara was being focused, he was still as calm as usual, and they soon learned to ignore those scrutinizing gazes.

Even so, they were still shocked when they saw a person wearing a professional racing uniform suddenly appeared in the opposite crowd.

"Damn, they are so shameless!" Kenta Nakamura said indignantly, "They even sent professional drivers to the race?! This is not in compliance with the regulations!"

"It can only be said that their intentions are obvious." Keisuke Takahashi was surprisingly calm: "It is to win no matter what."

"What should I do, Liang Jie." Shi Hao looked anxiously at the calm leader: "Their actions are too ugly! No wonder they offered such generous concessions last night, so they were waiting here. Ask me Are you going to protest them?"

The opposite side actually sent professional drivers to compete in the mountain road race, no matter how you look at it, it's too messy!

Takumi Fujiwara, who is also a professional driver—although he was a former driver who was forced to retire due to injury—after hearing these indignant condemnations, although he pretended to be calm, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Takahashi Ryosuke smiled faintly, and looked at Fujiwara Takumi tenderly: "What about Takumi's thoughts?"

Fujiwara Takumi replied without thinking: "No need."

He quickly added: "I am very happy to be able to compete with professional drivers."

For him ten years ago, although he learned a lot from the confrontation with Tomoyuki Tate, it was more of a far-fetched victory that made him brood on him and gave him a strong sense of self-doubt.

If you really want to talk about age, he was two years younger than Tomoyuki Tate before he was forced to retire, and the conditions are actually relatively fair.

He is looking forward to this game.

After hearing such a calm reply from the driver, the worried other team members were comforted to a large extent.

"Since Takumi has said that...well then." Shi Hao sighed in admiration: "I only saw from yesterday's battle that the opponent attaches great importance to this game, but I didn't expect to come to this point."

"Hmph, Dongtang is really despicable!" Nakamura Kenta was still extremely upset, and stared at Dongtang: "In order to win, you don't hesitate to do this?!"

"Calm down, Xiantae."

Takahashi Keisuke said flatly: "Didn't the big brother say it at the beginning? The principle of Plan D is that no matter what car, whoever, or what competition system the opponent sends...as long as it is on a different venue, they will agree. "

Not even the thugs who made the oil-splashed pavement could get Plan D to cancel the race, let alone here.

"I really envy you." Takahashi Keisuke glanced at Fujiwara Takumi, who was still sleepy and dazed, and didn't dare to recall the half bottle of ice water he saw not long ago: "It's better to be able to compete with such a powerful Rival duel."

Fujiwara Takumi was slightly startled, and looked at Takahashi Keisuke thoughtfully: "Is what Mr. Keisuke said true?"

Takahashi Keisuke felt a chill down his back for no reason, and replied stiffly: "... so what?"

"Actually, I'm pretty good too."

This natural black rabbit, although not as obvious as before, was still redder than usual, and calmly said something that made his scalp tingle: "Mr. Kesuke wants to try it with me." If so, anytime."

After thinking about it, Fujiwara Takumi added a friendly sentence: "As a reward for the good training results."

It can be regarded as making up for Mr. Keisuke's regret of not being able to have a third duel with him ten years ago.

As for Mr. Keisuke's answer to Mr. Ikeda of the slalom team, he still remembers the phrase 'drag racing is to enjoy the feeling of being abused'.

Takahashi Keisuke: "..."

Even an idiot with no self-respect, it is impossible to challenge this little monster that can piss people off anytime and anywhere without being sure, and be beaten repeatedly by leaps and bounds.

Just before Keisuke Takahashi exploded for various reasons, Ryosuke Takahashi laughed lightly.

There was a clear smile in the dark blue eyes, and the deep voice sounded a little lazy, but it carried an undeniable faint power.

"Takumi is right." Takahashi Ryosuke said casually: "But for now, let Keisuke prepare for the uphill battle first."

After Takahashi Keisuke left quickly with a face of "saved", when everyone was busy again, Takahashi Ryosuke suddenly leaned over slightly, leaned into Takumi's ear, and said softly: "Although thank you very much for giving Keisuke Heartfelt reward, but 'try it'...if you don't mind, can you just say it to me in the future?"

After saying this, he stepped back calmly, looked at his lover whose ears were gradually turning red, and politely asked for advice again: "Is it okay?"

Fujiwara Takumi: "... yes."

Until Mr. Keisuke's game started, he was still a little dizzy in his mind.

Evenly matched uphill races, after frequent radio reports, can fully experience the intense anxiety.

Even the Dongtang Juku, who didn't pay much attention to the FD going uphill at the beginning, and only sent the strongest active student Daiki Ninomiya to play for the sake of safety, were surprised.

"No way, Dahui couldn't get rid of that FD?"

"Has the level of Plan D reached this level? Impossible, this is our main arena!"

"Dahui is probably still playing. We'll find out when we switch positions in the second game."

"Speaking of which, if a professional driver like Yuzhi wins the downhill race, but loses the uphill race played by the strongest player in active service... Even if it gets out, it would be dishonorable to have one loss and one win in this sense Bar."

Not paying attention to the whispers of the OBs, President Todo walked leisurely to Tomoyuki Tate who was standing silently, and asked, "How is it? The road race is not as easy as you imagined. Except for the 86 driver, FD's skill is also surprisingly good, and it can make Dahui fall into a tough fight."

"Even if this is the case, it's just that the opponent is wasting their talent." Tate Zhiyuki commented indifferently: "Having the talent favored by God, but wasting time on the mountain road...too stupid."

Most of the bad habits I got from the experience of running on mountain roads only have a gorgeous appearance, but they have no meaning of increasing speed.

I don't know how much time it took him to get rid of it amidst the ridicule of his peers.

"Well, I don't think so."

President Dongtang smiled and suggested: "Why don't you ask your opponent what he thinks before the game?"

"Let's save the friendly handshake and chat until after the game."

Tate Chiyuki said slowly: "What I'm preoccupied with now is waiting for the next game."

From the first time he saw Fujiwara Takumi, the blood in his whole body, who was originally in a low tide, gradually turned to boiling with the uncontrollable trembling feeling, and flowed through his whole body with a fiery fighting spirit.

"You really found me a very strong opponent, President."

Tate Zhixing closed his eyes, restraining his trembling fingers: "I thank you very much."

No matter how talented the opponent is, even Dahui is silent about his superb driving skills...

In order to protect Dongtang Shu and his dignity as a professional driver, and to prove to the rash opponent that the professional world is far more cruel than the mountain road race, he will definitely win.

The author has something to say:

'The meaning of drag racing is to enjoy the feeling of being abused' is Takahashi Keisuke's original words in the manga.

By the way, Fujiwara Takumi's answer is: Just like washing your face and brushing your teeth in daily life

And Takahashi Ryosuke's answer: it's a dream.