Autumn famous mountain bike god is reborn

For Takumi, it was nothing more than "waking up in the middle of the night to deliver the goods", "continuing to sleep", "going to school and catching up on sleep", "listening to my friend Takeuchi Shu talking about what car to buy during recess", and then An ordinary day.

After school, Takeuchi said loudly "See you tomorrow", and hurriedly headed to the station by himself...

Takumi Fujiwara, who was left behind, was full of bewilderment.

—The influence of habit is too great.

Fujiwara Takumi took the bus back home alone, and when he saw his father who was still in a daze beside the refrigerator and worried about the leftover tofu, Fujiwara Bunta also turned his head and looked over because he heard his footsteps.

"So early?"

Fujiwara Fumta asked casually.

Fujiwara Takumi nodded.

"Oh."

Fujiwara Bunta turned his gaze back to the fried tofu in front of him.

The taciturn father and son just completed the communication.

And Takumi Fujiwara returned to the second floor, put down his schoolbag, changed into an ordinary white T-shirt and jeans, and sat in front of a clean desk with no books on it.

In the beautiful brown eyes like glass beads, there are reflections of roses that are still in full bloom.

Although three days and two nights have passed, the panda Trueno rose that Mr. Ryosuke gave him...has not shown any signs of withering.

Fujiwara Takumi served it with unprecedented care, and even sprinkled some water droplets on the fiery red petals.

The transparent water droplets diffused the afterglow of the setting sun from the window, and turned into a light orange color, embellished one by one, like pearls with delicate color.

Fujiwara Takumi stared at it for nearly half an hour in a daze, until his ears suddenly caught the familiar sound of the 4AG engine, and he woke up suddenly.

86 is back!

It is absolutely impossible for him to hear the sound of the engine of his own car by mistake.

Unlike the turbo engines of Mr. Ryosuke and Mr. Keisuke, the exhaust of the 4A-G engine does not pass through the feeder. When the exhaust pipe is left out, the sound will inevitably change with the intensity of the engine running.

When the car is driving smoothly, the sound will appear clear and high.

Fujiwara Takumi ran downstairs quickly, and when he came to the store, he recognized at a glance that the person who delivered the car was Matsumoto, a technician he knew through Project D.

Shuichi Matsumoto is the 86 exclusive technician hired by Mr. Ryosuke for Project D later.

But Project D is clearly nowhere to be seen, so why did Matsumoto appear here?

Fujiwara Takumi was slightly confused.

Could it be that he misremembered, Mr. Matsumoto was actually working for Mr. Ryosuke as early as the RedSuns period?

Matsumoto came here this time to return 86 to Takumi.

After seeing Takumi coming out, his eyes lit up, and he greeted with a smile: "It's the first time we meet, I'm Arashi Matsumoto, you must be the Mr. Fujiwara that Ryosuke mentioned."

After all, the 86 is an old model more than ten years ago. When installing the PI, it was found that some important small parts were missing, so it had to be temporarily transferred from other places, and it was not completed until the afternoon.

After the test, he called Liang Jie.

The first instruction Ryosuke gave was to ask him to return the car to the tofu shop, so as not to delay Fujiwara Takumi who might need to use the car.

Probably because he heard that his stupid son was actually called 'Sir' by a serious technician, Fujiwara Bunta, who just entered the cab and checked the status of 86 with interest, froze.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his father's shoulder shaking, and Fujiwara Takumi felt helplessly that he was being laughed at by his father again.

All the competitions he played in Project D, Matsumoto personally adjusted the 86 for him, and he also has a gentle and polite personality. He has always been very happy with Matsumoto.

But this was me ten years ago, the first time I met Mr. Matsumoto, Fujiwara Takumi couldn't show much acquaintance - he wasn't good at it either.

After a brief chat with the other party, he watched the other party leave who had other things to do.

"Even the PI system is installed."

After a few brief glances, Bunta Fujiwara satisfied his curiosity, came out of the cab, and commented casually: "This is not something that can be bought casually with money."

More connections are needed.

Fumta Fujiwara came to a conclusion: "It really doesn't look like a trick among the little ghosts, no wonder you want to do it again."

Fujiwara Takumi hesitated: "Dad."

"I have nothing to say." Fumta Fujiwara narrowed his eyes, looked at Impreza on the side, and said vaguely, "Do as you please."

"Ah."

Although it was just two simple sentences, the father and son, who could be said to be connected to each other to a certain extent, understood each other's meaning immediately.

One of the two looked at 86, the other stared at the road at the end of the shopping street, each staring blankly.

After an unknown amount of time, Fujiwara Takumi suddenly remembered something and took out his wallet.

He carefully pulled out a carefully folded piece of paper from the card slot.

——That was the itinerary that Mr. Ryosuke specially printed out and handed to him when he drove the FC to send him back last night.

Mr. Ryosuke is a medical college student who has a lot of homework and practice.

Giving him the itinerary should be to let him better cooperate with the other party's time.

After Fujiwara Takumi got it, he memorized it immediately.

Just in case, he also copied a copy by hand, and put the original in the drawer of the bedside table, and then folded the copy he copied and stuffed it into his wallet.

Although I have already remembered it, it is the first time after all, so it is better to confirm again.

Well.

Sure enough, he remembered correctly, on Tuesday, Mr. Ryosuke would not finish his internship for that day until eight o'clock in the evening.

In theory, as long as Mr. Ryosuke doesn't call him, he can do whatever he wants.

This kind of "job" is too easy, but the pay is frighteningly high.

Fujiwara Takumi reaffirmed his determination not to ask for that reward.

Even if... even if Mr. Ryosuke can't be said in the end, it can only be used for the itinerary of Plan D.

For him, whose life is always running between part-time job, school and delivery, a lot of free time is undoubtedly what he has always dreamed of.

But in the initial stage, he still felt strongly at a loss.

Still have to find something to do.

After sitting in the cab of 86 for a while, Fujiwara Takumi went into the house and went to the kitchen. He casually cooked a bowl of noodles and ate dinner, "Dad, um, I'm going out for a while .”

Fumiya Fujiwara glanced at him too lightly, counting it as "oh".

Fujiwara Takumi drove the 86 up the mountain and ran a few times with about [-]% of his strength.

On the home court he is already very familiar with, speed is no longer the most important thing.Besides, there were still many ordinary vehicles passing by on Qiu Mingshan Road at this time, even if he wanted to prevent innocent passers-by from being frightened, it was impossible for him to let go and run away.

After the fifth run, the inexplicable sense of unrest in his chest was dispelled a lot, so he temporarily decided to go to the gas station to see Senior Ikegani and the others.

When he arrived, it was already dinner time for most people, so there were not many customers in the gas station.

Iketani Koichiro and Takeuchi were still the same, and when they were free, they chatted with Kenji who was bored and wandered here.

When they caught sight of Panda 86 out of the corner of their eyes, they didn't realize it was Takumi at first, they just regarded it as a guest and gathered around it.

"Yo, it's Takumi!"

When Fujiwara Takumi got off the car, all three of them cried out in surprise.

"Takumi is here?"

The movement attracted the store manager Tachibana who was in the lounge, and he smiled and said to Takumi who was surrounded by three people jokingly and seemed a little at a loss: "It seems that this is the first time I saw you without work clothes at the gas station. look."

"Yeah, this guy always has a dazed and sleepy face, I thought he would fall asleep as soon as he got home!" Takeuchi was excited for a while, and then pretended to wipe his tears: "Wow, but I really don't I hope to see you become like Kenji-senpai in the future..."

"Hey, Ashu, I'm still here." Kenji pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "Is this the attitude towards seniors?"

"Ah Shu is telling the truth." The shop manager Tachibana smiled, and dismantled the bluffing Kenji: "Young people in their early twenties have nothing to do except come to the gas station to chat with friends. Poor."

Kenji protested softly: "I'm so sorry, my life is so pitiful."

"By the way, Takumi," the shop manager Tachibana asked Fujiwara Takumi with great interest, regardless of the young people continuing to fight, "Can I ask you about your next plan? Does Bunta have a new arrangement for you?" ?”

Tachibana Yuichi always believed that the "Crazy Bunta" in the past would really feel at ease as a tofu shop owner.

Just look at the amazing driving skills that Takumi possesses now, and how meticulously he has cultivated this only child behind the scenes.

What an awkward and shy guy.

Fujiwara Takumi didn't know anything about his father's image at Tachibana's shop manager. After hearing this, he touched his head in embarrassment: "I don't know yet, I have to wait for the contact over there, and when the new job is confirmed, I will definitely tell the store manager and seniors."

When he was in a daze at home, his father told him that during the day, a "small team that he had never heard of" asked for the number of the tofu shop from nowhere, and wanted to talk to him about the job of a test driver.

Mr. Ryosuke actually mentioned this last night.

Tell him not to rush to agree, but to wait patiently for a while.

It was suggested that he write down the names of all the teams who took the initiative to call, so that they can discuss together after meeting.

Of course, he was tempted to work as a well-paid test driver.

But for Takumi Fujiwara now, there is nothing more important than helping Mr. Ryosuke with his thesis data collection, and the plan D that he does not know when to start.

It is impossible for him to put the cart before the horse for a little money in front of him.

"That's it."

Manager Tachibana still wanted to know the answer right away, but knowing that Takumi was low-key and introverted, he still held back with difficulty.

Forget it, I might as well invite Mrs. Wen to drink at night, and see if I can get the answer out of my father's mouth when I see it.

After staying at the gas station for a while, Fujiwara Takumi made an excuse and drove away in the 86.

After all, after ten years of psychological separation, the intimacy that really talks about everything has become very weak.

He was embarrassed to delay the work of his predecessors, and he was not used to dealing with such care and enthusiasm, so he wandered aimlessly in the nearby streets.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that he had driven the 86 back to the foot of Qiuming Mountain.

He just ran a few times on Qiuming Mountain, and he has no intention of going again for the time being.

I couldn't think of what to do for a while, and there was still more than an hour before Mr. Ryosuke finished his internship...

Fujiwara Takumi simply parked the 86 on the open space by the bridge, picked up small stones on the ground and splashed them into the ditch below, while letting his thoughts diverge.

Why don't we just go directly to Mount Akagi, wait for Mr. Ryosuke to come back, and practice on the track on Saturday?

Before he could make a decision, there was suddenly the sound of a rotor engine approaching rapidly behind him.

And when approaching him, he suddenly slowed down and honked the horn aggressively.

"what."

Fujiwara Takumi was caught by the sound of the horn that was so close, he couldn't help but cover his aching ears, and looked puzzled at the yellow FD who suddenly appeared here.

The owner of the yellow FD had already pushed down the car window, and looked at him indifferently with a displeased face as usual.

If Keisuke Takahashi stared at him so urgently, if it were someone else, he would have been uncontrollably scared.

Fujiwara Takumi was not frightened at all by the former bosozoku boss, but asked strangely: "Mr. Keisuke, why are you here?"

This is the autumn name.