Autumn famous mountain bike god is reborn

When Fujiwara Takumi returned home, it was no surprise that his father Fujiwara Bunta was still the same.

Sitting cross-legged in the living room, while listening to TV, leisurely smoking a cigarette and reading a newspaper.

"I am back."

Different from the conspicuousness of the entire bouquet last time, the rose ornament Fujiwara Takumi got from Mr. Ryosuke this time was carefully hidden in the palm of his left hand, and he blocked it with his body as if nothing had happened.

When he walked upstairs without looking sideways, he heard his father say "um" casually.

After quickly placing the rose in his bedroom, he went downstairs again, and said calmly, "By the way, Dad, I'm going to Y city in Tochigi prefecture for an interview tomorrow morning."

As for the specific location, he is still unclear.

When he asked, Mr. Ryosuke said that it hadn't been finalized yet, but he would tell him personally before he was due to leave on Sunday morning.

Since that was the case, he had nothing to worry about.

"Oh."

Fumiya Fujiwara responded perfunctorily, saying that he knew.

Just when Fujiwara Takumi was about to retreat to his room, he asked coldly, "Are you going to join a professional team?"

"what."

Fujiwara Takumi was stunned, and explained: "That's not the case. I don't have any plans to formally join a professional team at the moment, I just apply for a test driver."

"is it?"

For this answer, Fujiwara bowed his lips too much and was noncommittal.

The silly son Takumi, who didn't get any further advice from his mysterious father, waited for a while with a puzzled expression on his face, then muttered "pretending to be mysterious again" in dissatisfaction, and closed the bedroom door again.

"Y City, Tochigi Prefecture."

Fujiwara Bunta was talking to himself, and extinguished the cigarette between his fingers at the bottom of the ashtray.

He is quite familiar with it.

That's not only the place where his old rival Xiao Baijian, whom he hasn't seen for a long time, lives in, it's also the site of the Dongtang Chamber of Commerce.

The professional team under the Todo Chamber of Commerce, of course, takes Tokyo as the center of activity.

And it has a close relationship with it, even sent a lot of fresh blood to other small professional teams, and is known as the base of professional driver reserves. The main venue is in Y City, Tochigi Prefecture.

Since Bunta Fujiwara retired, he has rarely paid attention to the trends in the professional racing world.

But even so, he has heard a little bit about the recent poor performance of the professional team that invested in the Dongtang Chamber of Commerce, which has caused a series of vicious circles.

Does such a team that can't take care of themselves still have the time to recruit that idiot Takumi as a test driver?

According to common sense, it would be cheaper and more reasonable to select rookie elites from the Dongtang School he founded.

"never mind."

Fumita Fujiwara squinted his eyes, scratched his chin, and decided not to worry about it anymore.

Anyway, it's not like Takumi, this stupid brat, is only 18 years old, so it's impossible for him to be careless in such a big matter, so easy to be fooled by others.

Upstairs, Takumi Fujiwara, after taking a shower, was drying his hair with a towel while staring at the rose that he stuck on the half plastic bottle that had been used as a vase before.

Looking at it, he couldn't help showing a smile.

Whether it's a single flower or a bunch, as long as it's a gift from Mr. Ryosuke, he likes it very much.

"Good night."

After whispering goodnight to Rose, Takumi quietly added in his heart: Mr. Ryosuke too.

After wiping his hair to the point where the water no longer dripped, he lay down on the bed lazily, even though it was still a little damp to the touch, and soon fell asleep.

Then get up at [-]:[-] as usual, drive up the mountain to deliver the goods, and return to sleep.

The only difference is that he used to stay up until noon on Sundays and never open his eyes, but he woke up at nine o'clock for the afternoon interview.

I don't know when Mr. Ryosuke will call to inform him of his specific address?

After helping his father sort out the tofu to be sold in the morning, Fujiwara Takumi concentrated on squatting on the phone at home.

I don't know if it was luck or a coincidence, he didn't wait too long when he heard the familiar sound of an engine outside the door.

When driving on a commercial street with people coming and going during the day, the speed of the vehicle must of course be kept very low.

The sound of a rotary engine in the low-revving stage is much duller than that of a high-speed gallop.

To be fair, it's definitely not a nice sound.

Fujiwara Takumi's eyes widened slowly, and he turned his head in disbelief: "Huh?!"

Almost the next moment when he recognized the owner of the engine sound, Bunta Fujiwara, who was lazily sitting on the lounge chair next to the counter and smoking a cigarette, was stunned to see his dull son "whoosh" and rushed out.

"……what."

Fumita Fujiwara almost lost his grip on the cigarette, and followed out in confusion.

I saw Takumi, who literally had 'joyful' written on his body, standing beside the white FC, leaning over to talk to the people in the cab.

Then, blushing slightly, he circled the FC for half a circle skillfully, opened the car door, and sat on the assistant's seat.

Probably because he spotted Wen Tai who had come out and was standing in a daze at the door of the store, FC's right front light flashed politely as a greeting.

Fujiwara looked at FC driving away in a daze, and scratched his forehead.

For some reason, he always felt that the scene just now...it didn't seem like a big deal, but it contained a subtle feeling that was hard to explain.

He had known the white FC driver through Takumi a long time ago. He was the eldest son of the Takahashi family and the heir to the big hospital.

Otherwise, just looking at the battle just now, it looks like Takumi is in a relationship with some incredible rich girl, and the other party is driving a sports car to pick her up for a date.

"It's finally confirmed that the one who is going to interview today is the Fuji Rapid Road team I mentioned to you last time."

FC was driving steadily in the direction of Y City in Tochigi Prefecture. Under such road conditions, it took nearly four hours.

Takahashi Ryosuke took advantage of the time in the car to briefly explain to Fujiwara Takumi: "Just like all professional teams, their headquarters are in Tokyo. In the most ideal and formal situation, of course they hope to be able to I invite you to take a trip to Tokyo. But considering that you not only have to go back to school on Monday, but also rush back to deliver goods in the middle of the night, I declined for you. They decided to borrow the Todo Chamber of Commerce temporarily. That’s why I’m going to Tochigi this time.”

After hearing the name "Todo", Fujiwara Takumi woke up from the thought of "Mr. Ryosuke is wearing a dark suit and white shirt today, he is really handsome".

He blurted out: "Ah, is it Dongtang School?"

"So you've heard of it too?" Takahashi Ryosuke raised his eyebrows in surprise, and said with a slight smile, "Yes, that's them."

Even after ten years have passed, Fujiwara Takumi still has a fresh memory of the Todojuku team.

Just because he was in Project D, his first victory was not so much about his strength, but more about his luck, and his first experience facing a professional racing driver...

They are all from Tomoyuki, an active driver who was born in Todo Juku and played for the professional team of Todo Chamber of Commerce.

He also learned the skills of driving with the lights off and sniping opponents through the battle with the opponent; he also learned the opponent's technique of hiding in the blind spot of the rearview mirror and walking the "disappearing line".

That victory came so reluctantly that he couldn't feel it, and he fell into a long period of self-doubt.

Plan D hasn't started yet, so will we run into people from Dongtang School so soon?

"The sponsor of the Fuji Rapid Road Team seems to have a good relationship with the Todo Chamber of Commerce." Takahashi Ryosuke continued: "So the members sent to interview you this time are still from the Fuji Rapid Road Team, and they just borrowed the East Hall temporarily. The venue of the school."

So this is ah.

After hearing the news, Fujiwara Takumi could not be called disappointed.

Ten years ago, he would be confused and worried because of his lack of ability, maybe not as good as Mr. Ryosuke at all.

Now, it is no exaggeration to say that he has the confidence and courage to overcome everything.

Those were the years when he was struggling for WRC qualification in the UK. He participated in countless rally events, experienced countless fierce battles, and accumulated rich experience and superb skills.

What injuries can take away is the health that will allow him to go further in his career.

But he has acquired and accumulated more things through time, which even it cannot destroy.

Besides, standing here is the self who once lost everything, cherishes every opportunity to hold the steering wheel, and participates in every game with the closest 86 partners.

He is definitely worthy of Plan D.

As for the job of the test driver recommended by Mr. Ryosuke, he will never let Mr. Ryosuke down.

"Anyway, it's a waste of your time to let Mr. Ryosuke accompany me on this trip, and even drive to pick me up."

Fujiwara Takumi quickly recovered from his long memory, and said embarrassedly: "Actually, you just need to tell me the location, and I can go alone."

Takahashi Ryosuke said gently: "I was the first referrer, at least the first time you two are together, it's better not to show up. As for picking you up..."

At this point, FC stopped just before a red light.

So Takumi, who kept tilting his head and looking towards the cab on the right, suddenly met those dark blue eyes.

Perhaps it was colored by the sunlight, and the pupils that usually looked deep and quiet were much warmer and softer now.

Like the autumn lake reflecting the blue sky, sparkling waves pass by from time to time.

"I thought before that, purely from economic considerations, it would be more appropriate to share a car. That's why I made my own decision without asking you."

Fujiwara Takumi was stunned.

Takahashi Ryosuke's eyes showed an obvious gentle smile, and he replied in a natural tone: "After all, Panda Trueno-kun once taught me that this is more fuel-efficient?"

Fujiwara Takumi: "..."

Fortunately, the red light didn't last long.

Mr. Ryosuke's sudden teasing made the panda Trueno-kun, whose face turned red and lost his speech for a moment, finally got a chance to be rescued.

Mr. Ryosuke turned his gaze back to the road in front of him, and continued to steer the FC forward smoothly.

And Takumi Fujiwara, who was in the co-pilot, turned his face in the completely opposite direction slowly but hard.

Even so, those soft brown hairs couldn't hide the reddened ears.

--Oops.

Fujiwara Takumi fell into a state of confusion and shyness.

Could it be that his poor spirit really spread to Mr. Ryosuke?