Autumn famous mountain bike god is reborn

In Project D, Fujiwara Takumi once competed with Ninomiya Daiki, the fastest student of Todo School, on this track for two rounds of downhill races.

Of course, no matter how strong his memory about the route is, it is impossible to remember all the details after ten years.

I only vaguely remember the characteristics of this mountain road, that most of the curves are of medium and high speed nature.

There are only four places where the bending angle is large enough to be called a low-speed corner.

What Takumi could not see before, but now Takumi can see clearly.

——This is undoubtedly a very suitable track for FF models.

It can help the FF model to cover up the embarrassment of insufficient grip and run with a good sense of speed.

As long as you don't fall into a war of attrition, the front tire will not be too tight when going downhill.

"This is the road book, will you read it?"

Although the boss meant to win over this talented young driver in the name of a 'test driver', the serious Sakamoto took out the information obtained from President Todo and handed it to Takumi Fujiwara: "No You can ask me where you want, but I'm not good at explaining."

The reason for saying this is because he is the only one in the temporary three-person team of the Fuji Rapid Road Team who can deal with Lu Shu.

The other two people, one is the manager who knows nothing about those graffiti-like things, and the other is the technician who has been in charge of driving Sakamoto for the past six months.

"Thanks, I should be fine."

Fujiwara Takumi nodded politely, took the road book, and flipped it quickly.

Fortunately, even in the rally world ten years ago, the abbreviations used were similar to those ten years later.

To the extent that he can easily understand it.

Sakamoto stared hesitantly at this little guy with a serious face, not pretending to be fooling them, and was shocked again in his heart.

Hello, is it true?

Can this guy really understand?

Sakamoto expressed serious doubts.

Last night, when he received the faxed profile photo of the 86 driver from the president, and when he knew the age of the opponent, he had already been frightened for a while.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to behave so calmly today.

After all, he was born as a half-mountain driver. When he first entered the rally world, he felt confused when reading road books.

Because I don't know anything about those professional terms, I spent a lot of time making up for this knowledge.

How could this guy, who should be a complete layman, act so sophisticated?

Is it just that his brain is too bad?

When Fujiwara Takumi read the road book and read it again from the beginning, this time at a slower speed, obviously deepening the memory content...

Sakamoto was silent, lapsed into intense self-doubt.

"Mr. Ryosuke, do you want to see it?"

After reading it, Fujiwara Takumi turned the deeply branded route in his mind, while still caring about Ryosuke Takahashi beside him.

After asking, he realized something again, and looked at the former owner of Lushu, President Dongtang, inquiringly: "I'm sorry, is it okay?"

"Of course, there is nothing to keep secret."

President Dongtang smiled generously.

Facing Takumi who always tried his best to take care of him, Takahashi Ryosuke couldn't help laughing.

He took the road book, read it carefully, and then memorized the general content with his super memory.

"According to normal circumstances, you will be equipped with a navigator." Sakamoto rubbed his nose and said in a muffled voice: "This time is just an evaluation, um, an interview, so there will be no more. But you are a mountain driver. If it is the first time, it should be fine, right? After all, it is only a short distance. You don’t need to run at full speed. When they analyze the data, they will take these unfavorable factors into consideration, just as a rough inspection."

Fujiwara Takumi was about to answer when he suddenly thought of something and changed his words temporarily.

There was an unknowing light in the bright brown eyes, while aiming at Mr. Ryosuke beside him, he asked seriously: "Excuse me, can I invite a navigator temporarily?"

"what?"

This question was obviously beyond Sakamoto's expectation.

He rubbed his nose unconsciously again, and said bluntly, "As long as you have no problem and the other party is not afraid of death, then it's fine."

Originally, the rally pilot was the standard configuration, so of course he couldn't object.

But this kid's thinking is too naive, right?

Sakamoto frowned, looking worriedly at Takumi Fujiwara who was asking Ryosuke Takahashi expectantly if he would like to be his navigator.

Hey, hey, don't think of racing as a friendly game among children.

A qualified navigator basically does not look up at the road when he is in charge of the road book, and relies entirely on body perception to give the driver a clear direction at the first time.Such demanding requirements are also the reason why most navigators are qualified as racing drivers themselves.

The most important thing is the tacit understanding and trust between the driver and the driver.

For a driver to perform at his best, he must devote all his energy to driving the car and not be distracted by road conditions, lines, vehicle conditions and speed.

It is impossible to put the life-threatening overall control in the hands of the navigator without a long-term partner and deep trust.

For the navigator, it is also handing over his life to the driver who controls the vehicle.

Most drivers will be partnered with a reliable navigator for a long time, and when they are forced to face replacement situations, it is often the period with the highest accident rate.

If it wasn't for the extreme speed drift in 86 that surprised the viewers last night, and he still felt fresh in his memory, seeing the other party make such a decision that was no different from nonsense, he would definitely have to remind him.

Ah, forget it.

Sakamoto reluctantly explained himself, anyway, the track is not long, Fujiwara Takumi should have good skills, and Takahashi Ryosuke is also a master in the mountain road field... he can barely make do with it.

While Sakamoto was struggling with himself, Takumi was looking at Ryosuke Takahashi with bright eyes.

"Me?" Takahashi Ryosuke raised his eyebrows unexpectedly: "Are you sure?"

"If Mr. Ryosuke doesn't mind." Fujiwara Takumi continued to persuade a little nervously: "This is FF, which is completely different from the FR that I drove before, and has better performance. Mr. Ryosuke may be able to collect more data... Moreover, with my skills, I will definitely protect Mr. Ryosuke."

"I never worried about what you said."

Takahashi Ryosuke laughed, and said in a low voice: "I have never played the role of a navigator. If I try it temporarily, I am afraid I will not be able to provide you with much help, and may even affect your performance."

"That's absolutely not!"

To Takahashi Ryosuke's surprise again, Fujiwara Takumi refuted this sentence with an unusually firm attitude.

"Just like what Shi Hao said." Takumi smiled a little embarrassedly, and continued, "If Mr. Ryosuke doesn't want to do it, then just sit in the passenger seat and see if you can collect valuable data." Alright. If Mr. Ryosuke is willing to give it a try with me, then I have absolute confidence and will definitely follow Mr. Ryosuke's instructions."

"Fujiwara Takumi." Takahashi Ryosuke helplessly looked at the swearing Takumi, his heart was inevitably touched, and a little funny, reminding: "What you should worry about is that I, who have never had any relevant experience, may make a Wrong decision."

Fujiwara Takumi shook his head.

Takahashi Ryosuke could clearly see that those tea-brown clear eyes were full of absolute trust.

"Mr. Ryosuke can't make mistakes." Fujiwara Takumi said firmly, and the next moment, he seemed to be afraid that his words would bring too much pressure on Takahashi Ryosuke, so he immediately added anxiously: "And my skills are not bad. , even if there are unaccountable factors, I will be able to take over completely when the time comes."

Takumi Fujiwara, who can survive the long three-day race without relying on an unfamiliar navigator, has always been an amazing existence in the rally world.

He is like a lone wolf who seems gentle and silent, but is actually indifferent and alienated. He can't trust the navigator who changes frequently, so he completely gives up the help the other party can provide.

The navigator sitting on his co-pilot is undoubtedly the most leisurely - it is enough to make a human-shaped road book that occasionally makes a sound when confirming the details of the route.

Takumi Fujiwara, who can miraculously achieve a top record in this way, is destined to have a bright future.

Obviously after signing the WRC competition contract with Toyota, he may have a fixed and reliable navigator.

The only catastrophic accident he has ever experienced was the error of a technician who failed to detect a small but fatal flaw on the drive shaft in advance.

If he didn't have the confidence that "nothing will happen", he would not have invited Mr. Ryosuke.

Even Fujiwara Takumi didn't realize that that sudden idea would have infinite appeal to him.

In this world, in the world of racing that he is proud of, there is an existence that can give full trust unconditionally...

Except for his old man who occasionally teases him, there is actually only Mr. Ryosuke.

Takahashi Ryosuke stared at him fixedly, and after an unknown amount of time, he let out a sigh of compromise.

"For me, it's actually something I can't ask for."

Faced with such trust and request, no one in the world would be able to refuse.

He lowered his eyes slightly, and showed a very gentle and sincere smile to Takumi who was waiting seriously: "Thank you very much, Takumi."

As other people have left one after another, do the final inspection for EK-9 before departure.

All that is left here are Sakamoto, who is waiting for Takumi to ask a question, and President Todo, who is the host.

President Dongtang was still smiling, with that scheming fox look.

But Sakamoto, who witnessed the whole process, felt his scalp go numb, and his eyes turned away from the two of them early.

It’s weird.

Sakamoto muttered suspiciously.

...Obviously nothing happened, it was just a rookie driver who should be very good, and he was discussing with his friend about letting him be the navigator.

After the EK-9 quickly passed the final inspection and came to the conclusion of 'good condition', Takumi Fujiwara in the lounge was notified.

Takahashi Ryosuke, who was temporarily requested to be the navigator, also changed into the racing suit, put on the same safety equipment as Takumi, and turned on the built-in headset connected to the two helmets.

——"Takumi, can you hear me?"

It has to be said that all the devices of the real professional racing level are the top technology of this era.

To ensure uninterrupted communication between driver and co-driver, the headset delivers excellent sound quality and also filters out all external noise.

Fujiwara Takumi, who was originally concentrating on the final inspection inside the car, suddenly froze when he heard the magnetic voice full of charm.

……Oops.

Fujiwara Takumi tried his best to keep his composure, thankful that the helmet was big and tight enough to cover his soon-to-be hot ears.

"Well, I can hear you."

He replied nonchalantly.

"That's good."

Mr. Liangjie's voice was extremely clear, and even the hidden smile could be easily captured by him.

Also slightly disturbed... a ruthless professional driver's state.

Fujiwara Takumi pursed his lips, listening attentively to Mr. Ryosuke's next words.

"You also know that I am a navigator for the first time, and I have no relevant experience. I don't know if I can satisfy you." Takahashi Ryosuke said slowly, but Takumi felt familiar inexplicably: "If you think it is not enough , I still won’t take any money.”

Fujiwara Takumi: "..."

After a slow brain reaction, when he finally found the words in his memory that were almost exactly the same but came from his own mouth, his face suddenly turned red.

"Mr. Ryosuke!"

The majestic little monster wearing a racing suit had to warn with red faces: "Before the race, it is forbidden to tease the driver."

Takahashi Ryosuke chuckled lightly.

--"learn."