Autumn famous mountain bike god is reborn

"Well, I have already submitted my resume to several smaller auto repair shops." Fujiwara Takumi replied unsuspectingly: "It's just that I haven't taken the qualification certificate for auto repair, so I should only be a helper at first."

The WRC competition system is completely different from F1.

F1 has the huge logistical team support of the entire team.The latter helps the drivers in the team win the championship through incomparably precise calculations and overall planning, and the drivers only need to execute specific orders.

In WRC, the specific result undoubtedly depends more on the driver's own skills and personality.

Even if there is a navigator on the co-pilot, it is only used as a reference for the planner.Whether to take it or not, the driver has the absolute initiative.

Due to the long race cycle and the changing road conditions, the damage rate of the car also increases.

In WRC competitions, there are those who pursue perfection and keep the car body intact as much as possible; there are also those who drive violently, even if the car is smashed to pieces during the race, they barely maintain the performance and arrive at the car as if nothing happened. end of line.

Unlike F1 drivers who only need to understand some basic mechanical problems, rally drivers must have the ability to perform important repairs themselves in order to ensure that the car can be driven to the next pit lane in the event of serious problems.

And one of the most important and basic is undoubtedly the quick tire change.

When preparing for WRC, Takumi Fujiwara deliberately trained himself in changing tires, and the time-consuming has been shortened to an incredible 2 minutes.

Solving the problems of the car by yourself can not only reduce the penalty time loss in the pit area, but if the driver is proficient in strategy, he can even use the opportunity of changing tires to affect the rhythm of other drivers.

Fujiwara Takumi knew very early on that the huge dust that would be thrown up when a car tried a poor road surface at extremely high speeds would have a serious adverse effect on the vision of vehicles behind.

If you can replace the tires as quickly as possible and return to the leading position, then you will still have the initiative to interfere with the latecomers with floating dust in your own hands.

Sometimes the luck is really bad, and there will be more serious mechanical failures in the middle.If it is not time to return to the maintenance area free of penalty, the driver even needs to contact the technician in the team, and under the remote guidance of the other party, use the small tools such as cable ties that are always on the car for emergency repairs.

It is for these reasons that although Fujiwara Takumi is not a professional auto repair technician on the surface, his strong practical ability and rich experience in judging the problem have definitely made him qualified for a small auto repair technician. Repair work in the repair shop.

——Although, this is out-and-out overkill.

"Before waiting for their reply, I also applied for the professional driver's license test." Fujiwara Takumi didn't notice at all, the eyes of the Takahashi brothers became more and more indescribable, and he said optimistically: "If everything goes well, I will Then you can go to the transportation company to apply for a truck driver."

Listen, what nonsense is this man talking about?

Takahashi Keisuke's mouth twitched for a while, and his eyelids also jumped wildly.

Possessing a terrifying talent that most drivers in the world can't envy, just finished, with his amazing driving skills, he defeated him and his big brother's little monster Fujiwara Takumi consecutively at home... and said with longing eyes , The nonsense of preparing to work as a truck driver in a transportation company in a month!

Fortunately, he was still admiring the guy in front of him just now, so he had already made clear his plan to embark on a career path.

In the end, the reason why the opponent delayed entering the professional arena was to drive a truck to make more money?

A picture of the other party drifting with a heavy truck with a nonchalant face suddenly appeared in his mind...

Takahashi Keisuke was simply creepy.

I don't know why, it was obviously an unbelievable scene, but it made him subconsciously feel that maybe there is such a possibility.

"Do not make jokes!"

Takahashi Keisuke clenched his fists and said unbearably: "There is a certain degree of wasting talent!"

"Keisuke."

Takahashi Ryosuke cast a warning glance at him, and called him lightly.

"...Brother."

Takahashi Keisuke's anger instantly weakened.

But he still glared at the innocent Fujiwara Takumi indignantly, and continued watching the video tape through gritted teeth.

"Although Keisuke has an awkward temper, his concern is justified." Takahashi Ryosuke ignored his younger brother's protests from embarrassment, and explained to Fujiwara Takumi, who suddenly faced Keisuke's anger and looked dazed: "In any case, when a truck driver and The idea of ​​the auto mechanic is really too messy."

"Uh, will it?"

Fujiwara Takumi, who has always been extremely convinced by Mr. Ryosuke, felt uneasy about accidentally doing something wrong when he heard the other party say so solemnly: "Is it inappropriate?"

"Actually, I have some good friends in several professional teams in surrounding counties."

The real situation is of course not as simple as in his euphemistic and modest rhetoric.

In fact, Takahashi Ryosuke, who is well-known in the North Kanto generation and is known as the leader of road drivers, has been actively contacted by those teams several times since last year, and has issued a generous offer.

But none of them were rejected early on by him because he had no interest in professional racing.

Despite this, they did not give up, and kept in touch with Takahashi Ryosuke, hoping that he would change his mind one day.

Takahashi Ryosuke stared at Takumi with soft eyes that he didn't even notice, and continued: "When I first asked you, I actually wanted to mention this matter. If you want to believe me, why not wait a while Wait, I will arrange for you to meet."

He didn't say a word, and the reason why he kept in touch with those people was originally out of politeness.

After all, he knew that as the eldest son, he was destined to inherit the family business and could not really embark on the road of professional racing.

If it was recommended by him personally, even if the professional team would be skeptical because of Takumi's ridiculously young age, he would definitely pay attention to it politely.

As long as Fujiwara Takumi is given a small chance, he will surely amaze everyone with his tyrannical strength.

Fujiwara Takumi showed a embarrassed expression, and for a while he didn't know how to say no.

He was embarrassed to tell Mr. Ryosuke that he just wanted to follow his own wishes at the moment, at least finish the next year and a half with Ryosuke and Mr. Keisuke before preparing for the trip to England.

Wanting to save money is one thing, but he doesn't want to go pro too early.

Takahashi Ryosuke's deep dark blue eyes seemed to have an incredible insight into his thoughts, and he said gently: "I know you are very assertive. But even if you don't have the idea of ​​stepping into the professional world for the time being, do it The income of the test driver must be better than that of the transportation company."

The increase in income is one thing, and the reduction in working hours is another.

Even Takahashi Ryosuke, who is gentle and gentle, always respects the wishes of others, can't bear to be the incarnation of the perfect finished product of his fastest thesis on the road, wasting precious time in exchange for a small amount of money.

What a waste of such superb driving skills.

Seeing that Takumi was still in a daze, Takahashi Ryosuke knew that he was already thinking about it.

"I hope you will seriously consider my proposal."

He changed his original posture of leaning forward, let his back lean on the soft sofa in a relaxed way, and said with a slight smile: "I'm waiting for your good news... Now, the video recording has been started for a while, why don't you start the video first?" Let's see."

Fujiwara Takumi vaguely agreed, and turned his gaze back to the TV screen.

Although he was watching the precious and out-of-print race video of Keiichi Tsuchiya, the driver he admired the most, which was no longer on the market, he was unable to concentrate for the first time, and kept thinking about Mr. Ryosuke's words.

Mr. Ryosuke's suggestion is indeed very reasonable.

If you can successfully enter the team and become a test driver, it is definitely a more suitable choice.

Whether it is income or the maintenance of his own skills, he will benefit far more than being a truck driver purely for money.

No matter how skilled the driver is, he usually needs a lot of practice in order to maintain the best competitive state.

Out of his reluctance to give up the old 86 engine, the days when he insists on driving this car that he can no longer pray to exercise his technical function and only limit his ability will not last long.

He did need money, a lot of money.

To pay for his own expenses in Project D, to buy the Subaru he used to drive to practice the technique of operating 4WD...

Ugh.

He is so poor.

Although he was inclined to accept Mr. Ryosuke's proposal to a large extent, Fujiwara Takumi still didn't rush to agree.

After absent-mindedly watching the precious video, it was time for him to return to Qiu Mingshan to deliver the goods.

"You don't need to reply me in a hurry." Takahashi Ryosuke said in a relaxed tone with encouragement: "After the exchange game on Saturday, I will ask you again. Before that...you will still be at four o'clock tomorrow night Is it Qiu Mingshan?"

"Yeah." Fujiwara Takumi was diverted on the spot: "Tonight is a special situation."

Well?

When he said this, he couldn't help being stunned.

Having said that, why did he go up the mountain early tonight?

"Then be careful on the road."

Ryosuke Takahashi was followed by the lazy Keisuke, and the two sent him all the way to the garage of Takahashi House, watching him enter 86 with their own eyes.

When Takumi started the engine and was still struggling to recall the reason for going up the mountain, he leaned over, put one hand on the small part of the roof above the car window, and said with a smile, "See you tomorrow night?"

Suddenly being approached by that handsome face again, Fujiwara Takumi's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

He looked back nervously, and replied a little dizzily, "Yeah."

Keisuke Takahashi, who had been silent all this while watching the AE86 drive away, suddenly said, "Brother."

Takahashi Ryosuke didn't make a sound, but turned his questioning gaze to his younger brother.

"It's the first time I've seen you be so interested in people." Keisuke Takahashi frowned, not knowing how to stop the words, and simply said with his heart: "Especially he is our opponent of RedSuns."

Invite someone you've only known for two days to your home, sit in a study room where you never let anyone in casually, and watch videos...

Before seeing it with his own eyes, Keisuke Takahashi couldn't believe it. It was his elder brother who seemed elegant and polite but actually cold and alienated who did these things.

Takahashi Ryosuke gave a faint "hmm", turned back to the living room, and said, "He is a worthy opponent."

Is it just an opponent?

This weird doubt suddenly popped up in Takahashi Keisuke's mind.

It was just quickly dispersed by himself.

What is he thinking?

For the elder brother whose only priority is speed, suddenly meeting such a person, besides being an important opponent and especially valued, what else can he be.

Although Fujiwara Takumi has incredible driving skills, he is just a fool after all.

Takahashi Keisuke rubbed his hair violently, unable to tell the specific feelings in his heart.

"hateful."

He murmured viciously to himself: "Sure enough, I will get angry as soon as I see that guy's face."

Although angry, he was very clear about it.

That is the old car model that should have been eliminated last night. It was easy to overtake on the dark and narrow high-speed corners. I will never forget the impact of throwing off at will.

Then, Akagi White Comet, who has never been able to keep pace with him because he is too fast, has an arrogant posture...

Maybe the same.

The high wall built with great strength was suddenly and easily crossed by a genius who didn't know where he came from.

At this time, the elder brother was really as calm as he appeared on the surface, so he simply accepted the failure of last night's temptation?

"Humph."

After Takahashi Keisuke returned to the room, he was so restless that he couldn't sleep.

He simply got up, put his arms on the railing of the balcony, and felt the cool evening breeze.

The leaves of the tall trees in the garden still reflected a faint glow, which represented that the light in his elder brother's study was still on.

What he knew better was that there was another person who was still awake at this time.

That person was probably carrying the tofu made in his own shop, driving the 86 as if he was controlling his own hands and feet like every day for the past five years, galloping at high speed on Mount Akina without fear.

When the sun breaks, it means that there are still five days before the exchange match on Saturday.

Whether it's because of his position as the second in RedSuns, or his status as Ryosuke Takahashi's younger brother, or even as the loser of that bastard boy, he should firmly believe that the big brother, who doesn't care what he can do, will overcome difficulties and defeat 86.

But the weird thing is, maybe because I have seen the 86's impossibly perfect running style, I actually don't think that the opponent will lose from the bottom of my heart.

He didn't want to see his big brother lose, nor did he want to see 86 lose.

Takahashi Keisuke couldn't help feeling a bit of contradiction and uneasiness in his heart.

Saturday night's results... what will they look like?