Autumn famous mountain bike god is reborn

Keisuke Takahashi lay on the table with his upper body lying on the table, with a look of lovelessness on his face.

Fujiwara Takumi, who was sitting next to him, had already had a heated discussion with his elder brother Takahashi Ryosuke, who was sitting opposite him, for nearly half an hour, and they happily reached a consensus.

Ryosuke Takahashi looked at Takumi Fujiwara appreciatively, and admitted in a deep voice: "Yes, if a driver wants to go further, he must have both theory and strength."

Fujiwara Takumi added with a sigh: "Even if it is a sensory school that relies on extraordinary talent to keep moving forward, sooner or later it will face an insurmountable bottleneck."

In the first few years, he could easily complete many movements that made the audience applaud, as long as he relied on the physical instincts he had practiced for many years.

But some difficult manipulations became a fluke.

And without understanding the principle, it is difficult for him to find a way to improve.

Fortunately, he used to have his father's reminders, Mr. Ryosuke's guidance, and then he supplemented relevant knowledge during the years of struggling in the UK...

Now it is completely possible to look at the former self through the eyes of someone who has experienced it.

After saying this, the two of them looked at the representative figure in the speech just now.

Takahashi Keisuke who is pretending to be dead: "..."

Even if he turned his face to the table, he could clearly feel the terrifying sight falling on him.

It really makes no sense!

Usually there is a big brother who reminds him of the importance of acquiring knowledge every three days or so, that's all.

Now, is there another little monster who is a few years younger than himself, teaching him in his ear every day?

As soon as this ominous premonition surfaced, Keisuke Takahashi broke into a cold sweat.

Fortunately, at this time, Takahashi Ryosuke glanced at his watch.

Several people chatted while eating, time passed quickly, and it was 02:30 before we knew it.

"It's still about an hour and a half before you go home to deliver the goods." Takahashi Ryosuke pondered for a moment, and suddenly suggested: "With such a short time, it's hard to enjoy running on Qiu Mingshan... I have a separate suggestion. "

Fujiwara Takumi obviously didn't expect the topic to change so quickly, and looked at Ryosuke in a daze.

So Takahashi Keisuke, who had just raised his head, looked at his elder brother with tingling scalp, and looked at the idiot next to him inquiringly with that extremely gentle gaze: "My house is only a 10-[-]-minute drive from here. Would you like to come with me?"

Facing this sudden proposal, not only Shi Hao was taken aback, but Takumi was also at a loss.

In Takahashi Keisuke's complicated eyes, his elder brother was almost coaxing, and said with a smile: "I just passed through some channels the day before yesterday, and I got the videotape of the Dr. Let’s watch it together. I guess you might be interested too?”

"Hey!" Fujiwara Takumi was hooked immediately: "Is it really possible? Will it be too disturbing?"

"How is it possible." Takahashi Ryosuke couldn't help laughing: "Although the time is a bit short, I had a good chat with you tonight."

Perhaps it was the very congenial conversation just now that really brought the distance closer, Fujiwara Takumi agreed without hesitation: "Thank you Mr. Ryosuke, then I will not interrupt you politely."

Shi Hao was shocked too many times that night, and he didn't have much interest in Keiichi Tsuchiya's game data.

So after the Familys get-together, he immediately made an excuse and asked a RedSuns player to take him back along the way.

Keisuke, who was restless, was left alone to deal with the elder brother whose behavior was getting weirder and weirder, and the little monster who seemed to have a dual personality.

However, Keisuke's worries were fulfilled far faster than he imagined.

When the three of them got up and walked to the counter, when they passed the drink area, Takahashi Ryosuke seemed to be able to take a clean paper cup.

This seemingly ordinary move did not arouse Takahashi Keisuke's warning at all.

When he took Fujiwara Takumi out of the gate first and walked to the parking place of the car, he didn't notice at all that his elder brother made a request to the clerk after paying the bill.

——Until he sat in the FD, Ryosuke Takahashi suddenly knocked on the car window lightly.

"Brother?" Takahashi Keisuke pressed the car window in bewilderment: "Did something happen?"

Takahashi Ryosuke said concisely: "Take it."

Takahashi Keisuke stretched out his hand in confusion.

The next moment, he received a paper cup filled with two thirds of water from his eldest brother.

He deliberately moved closer to smell it, and asked hesitantly, "Water?"

He just came out of the restaurant, and he wasn't thirsty, why did the eldest brother give him a glass of water?

"Takumi's method is a good reference, and you should try it too." Takahashi Ryosuke looked helplessly at his younger brother who was holding a paper cup in a daze, and said calmly: "Considering that this is your first time doing this kind of training, I just Two-thirds of it is installed. The goal of the task assigned to you today is to fight until you get home, and don’t let the water spill out.”

Keisuke's throttle control technology is as impulsive and aggressive as his own temper at best, and too rough at worst.

The road surface condition of Akagi Mountain Road is better than most highways, and it also indulged Keisuke to a certain extent, so that he has not realized the importance of the fineness of throttle control.

One day, if you go to a track with poor road conditions, without fine throttle technology, it is impossible to stabilize in the bumps that are sometimes high and sometimes low.

It will be too late to practice until you really suffer a loss.

Takahashi Keisuke: "..."

He blankly glanced at the curious Fujiwara Takumi, then at the calm elder brother, silently swallowed the reluctance and aggrieved: "I see."

"Ah."

Takahashi Ryosuke was obviously not surprised by this answer, nodded and left.

Takahashi Keisuke gritted his teeth, viciously buckled the paper cup on the holder, and glared resentfully at Fujiwara Takumi, who was the instigator.

However, Takumi Fujiwara, who hadn't noticed the murderous intent in the eyes of the former boss of the bosozoku clan, hurriedly made an encouraging gesture to him the moment he met that gaze.

"hateful!"

It really makes no sense!

Takahashi Keisuke was full of evil fire and had nowhere to vent it, and the next moment he pressed the handbrake without even thinking about it, and a catapult started that he rarely used in urban areas!

Swah——

The paper cup, which was originally two-thirds full, was spilled to the bottom in an instant.

Keisuke Takahashi, who was still furious one moment, was only numb in the next moment.

Takahashi Ryosuke also did not expect that the water in the paper cup would be sacrificed to his brother's violent temper before he developed his brother's throttle control skills.

After arriving home, he took Takumi to the study first.

After going downstairs with the excuse of preparing a drink, when the black-faced younger brother handed over the water glass resentfully, he was a little surprised at how little water was left.

"It seems that I'm still not used to it." Takahashi Ryosuke said gently: "It's okay, don't run to Qiu Mingshan from tomorrow, and practice in the more familiar Chicheng."

When Takahashi Keisuke heard this, he was dumbfounded: "Brother! The exchange match is this Saturday!"

With Fujiwara Takumi, a monster-level genius driver, guarding him, he has only practiced for less than two nights, and he can only face another fiasco!

"In Saturday's exchange match, I will play downhill." Takahashi Ryosuke said calmly: "Didn't it be decided last night?"

Although it is necessary to send a representative to fight uphill, it is impossible for an 86 without horsepower to run uphill.

Besides the 86 who turned out to be out of nowhere, the Akina Speed ​​Team had no decent opponents at all.

In the eyes of the drivers, the race with more gold content must be the downhill race.

Even if the uphill race is won by a car with high horsepower, it is impossible to compare with the downhill race.

Keisuke Takahashi was speechless: "But..."

It's not that he doesn't know this truth, and he also knows that his eldest brother will have a much greater chance of winning than himself.

But in the face of that formidable opponent who is frighteningly young but has frighteningly good driving skills, any driver who is determined to win must want to compete with him again.

Even if the odds of winning are slim, he is still reluctant to let go of the idea of ​​another match with Takumi - even if it is only a little later to be thrown away by the opponent.

"There will be many opportunities in the future." Takahashi Ryosuke sighed softly, with a touch of regret in his tone: "Keisuke, I think you should be very clear, if you have a little theoretical knowledge In terms of basics... when I sat in the 86 co-pilot last night, I must have seen more things."

As soon as these words came out, Takahashi Keisuke was completely quiet.

Takahashi Ryosuke knew that although his younger brother was proud, he was definitely not arrogant because he couldn't admit his mistakes.

Knowing that Keisuke had listened, he slowly prepared three cups of tea.

"Go up."

He greeted him, took two of the cups himself, and let his younger brother Keisuke hold the rest, and returned to the study on the second floor.

"I kept you waiting." Takahashi Ryosuke handed the tea to Fujiwara Takumi, who was nestled on the sofa, his hands and feet awkwardly fixed in the same place before he left.Seeing the other party obediently thanking him for taking it, he couldn't help smiling slightly: "Are you in a hurry?"

Fujiwara Takumi quickly replied: "No, no."

Whether it was before or after the restart, it was the first time for him to come to Takahashi House, and he instinctively felt nervous and restrained, but also couldn't help being curious.

During the time Mr. Ryosuke went downstairs, he sat stiffly in the same position.

He didn't move at all, because he was worried about messing up the things in this surprisingly neat room.

Takahashi Ryosuke quickly found the video tape in his mouth from the drawer and put it in the player.

During the half-minute waiting for the video tape to be read, he seemed to inadvertently ask: "Your skills are so good, do you have any plans to enter the profession?"

Fujiwara Takumi focused his eyes on the TV screen. After hearing this question, he answered without thinking: "There will be in the future."

That is, not yet.

Keisuke Takahashi, who was lazily leaning on the small sofa, drifted his gaze over.

Gee.

He gritted his teeth secretly in disbelief.

He was obviously a kid who was more than three years younger than him, with a silly face... He actually had such a clear plan.

"It's the first time I've met someone like you," Takahashi Ryosuke smiled easily, and continued the topic in a chatty tone: "You are so young, you already have amazingly good technology, and you have clear The goal is really enviable."

"No, nothing."

Takumi was startled by the word "envy" and sat up straight. He quickly waved his hands to deny it, and said vaguely, "It was my luck. The people around me guided and helped me early on, so I found my direction."

His skin was already thin.

Although he has always longed for more praise and recognition from Mr. Ryosuke, he still remembers clearly how confused he was when he was real.

If it wasn't for his father's support, he would have aroused his fighting spirit after competing with opponents one by one, and finally confirmed his inner thoughts through the competition with Ryosuke and Jingyi... He would not have understood so early on that he had the ambition to become a Ideal for riders.

Received undeserved praise, his face quickly burned out of shame, so red that even Keisuke could easily see it.

Perhaps seeing that he was extremely shy, Takahashi Ryosuke chuckled, and thoughtfully did not tease him, but led the topic elsewhere.

"You said before that the part-time job at that gas station is coming to an end." He looked at Takumi gently, and asked, "Then, have you made any plans after this?"