Autumn famous mountain bike god is reborn

Takahashi Keisuke accepted the fact that his most admired elder brother Ryosuke was defeated with a calmness beyond everyone's expectations.

When he learned through the wireless intercom that Panda 86 and White FC had arrived at the foot of the mountain, they did not turn around and go up the mountain again. Instead, they walked away one after the other, and decisively announced their withdrawal on the spot.

Shi Hao couldn't help asking: "Qisuke, Ryosuke, did he take Takumi to the old place?"

"Probably." Takahashi Keisuke's mouth twitched slightly: "Brother has been calling that guy a lot, and they disappeared together at this time, so they must have made an appointment in advance."

His elder brother Ryosuke's strong interest in Fujiwara Takumi began as early as the first day.

"Shi Hao, go talk to the people from SpeedStars." Seeing that Akina's group was at a loss, and wanted to ask them a question but was too embarrassed to ask, Takahashi Keisuke lazily withdrew his gaze: " Tell them that kid Takumi has already left with Big Brother, and tell them not to wait."

"Oh, okay."

After Shi Hao responded subconsciously, he was amused by the strange words: "If you really say that, maybe Qiu Ming's team will fight for us?"

"Are you kidding?" Takahashi Keisuke had already activated the FD, and "tsk" in dissatisfaction: "That Panda 86 was not an official member of SpeedStars, why did they dictate to him?"

Others don't know, but he knows very well that his eldest brother is now in contact with Fujiwara Takumi at least once a day, and has already started to use the other party's data as the protagonist to rewrite the paper on the theory of the fastest road.

According to the elder brother's judgment, Fujiwara Takumi either has unlimited potential, or the ceiling is so high that it cannot be judged by common sense-only then can he break through the models built with existing data again and again, without the slightest reluctance.

That kind of terrifying speed, which is unmatched by people, is the result of leaving room for it?

Just thinking about it was enough to make his hair stand on end.

As soon as Takahashi Keisuke stepped on the accelerator, the yellow FD rushed out like a ball of flame, breaking through the foggy rain.

"Humph."

With Fujiwara Takumi's unreasonable closeness to his elder brother...

Even if that stupid rabbit was tricked into their RedSuns team one day, he wouldn't be surprised.

After the yellow FD left, the RedSuns players also dispersed one after another.

But unlike Keisuke Takahashi, each of them looked devastated, obviously not recovering so quickly.

Shi Hao had nothing to do with Kesuke, who was outraged, but he did what he promised immediately.

After receiving his notice, Koichiro Ikeda and others couldn't help but look disappointed: "Is that so..."

Fujiwara Takumi, who was not favored by anyone at all, defeated the No. [-] superstar Ryosuke Takahashi in Gunma for the first time, and strongly defended the dignity of the local driver of Akina.

It is out and out, Qiu Ming's great hero.

After hearing the news of the victory, which they dared not dream of, although they were affected by the heavy atmosphere and did not shout happily on the spot, they were extremely excited.

Akina couldn't congratulate Takumi who had won this miraculous victory in person at the first time. While happy, Akina inevitably felt regretful, and always felt that something was missing.

"Obviously Takumi is from our side," Kenji flattened his mouth and muttered in a low voice, "but he was snatched away by Ryosuke Takahashi."

"Yes, yes, it's too much." Takeuchi also said angrily: "Looking at the attitude of the RedSuns players declaring sovereignty, it's almost as if Akina's 86 is married!"

"puff--"

Koichiro Ikegani spurted out the saliva he had just poured out, shivered uncontrollably, and knocked Takeuchi angrily: "Don't say such terrible things! It's too scary! And Takumi is not a member of SpeedStars, he We are already very grateful that Ken came here to do us such a big favor. Besides, he never likes socializing, so he avoided it on purpose."

Having said that, it is understandable. The SpeedStars team, which should be immersed in joy, is still not excited because of the absence of the most important protagonist.

Other viewers who didn't know the situation had no choice but to leave one after another regretfully after waiting for the two protagonists to come back for a long time.

But it is conceivable that the heavy news that the myth of Akagi's white comet has fallen into the hands of Akina 86 will surely spread rapidly in the racing world.

It was just that the two hottest people in the topic were already sitting face to face in the Familys restaurant.

Same restaurant, same seating.

As soon as the two of them ordered, Keisuke Takahashi, who was soaked by the rain, walked in.

He sat down next to Takumi expressionlessly, not affected by the coldness brought by the rain at all, with his two long legs casually overlapping in the cramped space under the table: "You are indeed here."

Takahashi Ryosuke said indifferently: "Didn't I say that? After the exchange battle is over, we must find a place to have a good chat with Takumi."

Fujiwara Takumi didn't say a word.

The talented driver who had just shined on the mountain road just now was only careful to avoid the corner of Kaijie's wet coat that was only a few centimeters away from him.

After Takahashi Keisuke saw it, the former bosozoku boss with yellow hair had a stinky face. Although he was very impatient, he still took off his wet coat and threw it on the ground.

"Well."

Seeing this scene, Takumi couldn't help frowning.

Keisuke-san has a bad habit of throwing away his clothes, and it really started early in the morning.

The first time he saw Mr. Keisuke's sloppy... informality was when he rested with him in the air-conditioned room of the hotel before the Battle of Ibaraki.

Sensing Takumi's hesitant expression, Takahashi Ryosuke looked at Keisuke indifferently: "Kisuke, it's not your home, don't throw your clothes on the ground casually."

"understood."

Keisuke Takahashi agreed sullenly, but did not complain about "really troublesome".

He bent down, picked up the clothes, put them in the plastic bag provided by the waiter who rushed over, and put them casually at his feet.

Ryosuke Takahashi watched Fujiwara Takumi quietly.

Seeing that the other party's frowning brows were slightly relaxed, and he no longer paid attention to the rain-soaked designer coat, he nodded slightly to Keisuke.

"On a rainy night, I ran at such a high speed. It's really terrible." When the three of them waited for the drinks and food to be delivered, Takahashi Keisuke couldn't hold back after all, and the conversation was obviously aimed at Takumi, who was beside him with his hair bowed in a daze : "Hey, is it because you haven't reached your limit yet, or is this just a natural way to win?"

Although he was always told by his friend Akiyama who also drove 86, "the victory of natural stupidity", "the development of natural stupidity" and "stupid look", Fujiwara Takumi was pointed out in public by Mr. Keisuke, who is obviously very naive. When he was in a daze, he still pursed his lips in embarrassment.

He sneaked a glance at the waiter who had just brought up the drinks and nodded his thanks. He wondered if Mr. Ryosuke had heard what Mr. Keisuke said just now, and wisely chose to change the subject.

"Mr. Keisuke," Takumi said suddenly, "If you want to compete again, as long as it's Saturday night, I can do it anytime."

Takahashi Keisuke was stunned immediately.

Takumi saw that this trick really worked, so he added: "You can choose the location as you like, but just like you don't like racing on Chicheng Mountain Road, it's better not to choose Qiu Ming."

Although Fujiwara Takumi likes to run a few times in Akina in the main arena every day, but if he really wants to compete here, he has long been unable to arouse too much passion.

Especially the unique canal running method developed by a local racer, if it is used in the competition, there will be no surprise and excitement in winning;

"Are you serious?"

Takahashi Keisuke's eyes lit up.

Although he knew that Fujiwara Takumi was not the one who made random promises, he still couldn't restrain the surprise in his heart, stared at the other party closely, and repeatedly asked for confirmation: "As long as it's Saturday, you can do it?"

"Yeah." Fujiwara Takumi hesitated for a moment, and whispered a little embarrassedly: "It's better not to go too far, the road conditions are a little better... Otherwise, it will consume too much gas, and the tires will be consumed too quickly."

Maybe it was because he still thought of Akiyama just now. As soon as he agreed, he thought of the tug-of-war with Akiyama on the Maruyama Highway ten years ago when the engine of the 86 had just been repaired.

The road condition of Maruyama Highway is full of potholes, sand and gravel, and there are unfilled earth pits left by the construction team, as well as scattered sand piles.

Even if you only run a few back and forth, the consumption of fuel and tires is huge.

Although it was difficult to win, the 86 tires after returning home could not last for half a month, and they were completely scrapped.

Don't let Mr. Keisuke get carried away and choose some weird places.

After all, he hasn't found a new job yet, so he needs to be careful when spending money, and he can't indulge Mr. Keisuke too much.

Keisuke Takahashi, who was still full of fighting spirit a moment ago, suddenly became dull in his eyes.

"what?"

He turned his head and looked at Takumi with indescribable eyes.

What the genius with such god-like driving skills is worried about is not the thrilling and deadly rain just now, nor the thrill of rushing into narrow corners at a speed of more than 120 to perform four-wheel drift, but...gasoline and tires?

Keisuke Takahashi's eyelids twitched, and he instantly recalled that this guy was really serious about preparing to take the professional driver's license test, and wanted to work part-time as a truck driver in a transportation company... He had a deep understanding of the meaning of "thrifty".

Takahashi Ryosuke closed his eyes and listened, but the corners of his lips could not suppress the overly obvious smile.

He coughed lightly, and looked at Takumi gently: "I don't think Keisuke will worry you about the expenses in this regard."

"No, no," Takumi waved his hand quickly: "I am willing to run the race. Of course, Mr. Keisuke can't bear these losses. It really can't."

Takahashi Keisuke said with a dark face, "If you are asked to be a damn truck driver in the morning just to save up gas money for the race with me at night, then please forgive me."

Takumi's attitude this time was extremely firm: "Although I am very grateful to Mr. Keisuke, I absolutely cannot accept it."

Facing Fujiwara Takumi's inexplicable stubbornness, Takahashi Keisuke scratched his wet hair irritably: "You—"

Ryosuke Takahashi suddenly said, "As for the part-time job as a test driver, I have already contacted three professional teams, and two of them have clearly expressed their interest in you. It's just that they may not be able to officially hire you until you officially graduate from high school. .”

Speaking of this, Takahashi Ryosuke paused, and continued: "However, if there is no accident, after the results of tonight's game are announced, more teams should get in touch with you."

The so-called harsh conditions are destined to lower their own value in front of real geniuses.

"Ah," Fujiwara Takumi instantly became happy: "Really? Thank you very much, Mr. Ryosuke."

"You're welcome." Takahashi Ryosuke smiled slightly: "Before that, I have another request."

"Eh?"

Takumi couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Takahashi Ryosuke said warmly: "During the two games with you, I gained a lot of inspiration, and I have decided to overthrow and rewrite the previous thesis. If possible, I would like to start from You and 86 collect more data to complete my theory. Of course, I must pay you for such time-consuming and laborious work."

Looking at the stupefied Takumi, Takahashi Ryosuke chuckled, and his deep voice was full of sincerity: "I'm very ashamed, your running style is very important and irrelevant to the thesis I want to write. A replacement core. So this time... I can only count on you, Takumi."