Chapter 4 Racing

Of course, you can't feel the excitement of Ferrari in the city, and you can take it all the way. Luka asked Yang Jingxing if he had ever driven a car, and Yang Jingxing was not afraid of being embarrassed and said that he had driven his father's Audi and had a little go-kart driving experience.

Ruka didn't show off his money, but he reported several of his names in racing, and it seemed that he was about to become famous in Asia.

In less than an hour, you are at your destination in the suburbs. Ruka and the people on the track were very familiar, and it seemed that the staff respected him.

When changing clothes in the locker room, Luka praised Yang Jingxing for his good figure and asked, "Ruoka said that you are a genius who knows kung fu?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head embarrassedly: "No." ”

Ruka was dismissive: "I don't believe in those things." ”

The one-piece racing suit was just the right size, and the helmet and boots were of high specification. Ruoka praised her father and Yang Jingxing in red and white driver uniforms for being very handsome, took a photo with them, and asked her father to take pictures of her and Yang Jingxing.

The staff at the track checked Yang Jingxing's clothes and helped him put on his helmet. The car was also checked, and Luka beckoned Yang Jingxing to get in the car, his eyes were full of youthful vitality, staring at Yang Jingxing and warning: "Prepare to feel it...... If you're going to throw up, let me know!"

Yang Jingxing checked the seat belt and was quite confident: "Don't worry, Mr. Ruka." ”

Ruo Ka applauded and cheered on the side, and was excited to be happy for Yang Jingxing.

Rolling the car onto the track, Ruka showed off his engine first, and the sound really excited the man.

"Let's go!" Luka shouted, and the car rushed out of the arc like an arrow. He is really a master, this start is very beautiful, it only took five or six seconds, and the indicator crossed a hundred. The pressure on the seat is particularly filling and filling, but there is nothing uncomfortable.

The track is about four or five kilometers long, shaped like a sports track, with no difficult corners, and is purely a place to enjoy speed.

On the long straights, Ruka raised his top speed to around two hundred and fifty. Yang Jingxing was not surprised to find that his vision was not limited.

Generally speaking, at such high speeds, the effective field of vision of the person will become very narrow and very forward, which is the so-called tunnel vision. In the case of tunnel vision, the poor human eye cannot see clearly except for that small area.

But Yang Jingxing, he still sees everything clearly. As the car sped by, he could even see the signs on the side of the road.

Because he hadn't experienced it before, Yang Jingxing didn't know if the stimulation he was feeling now had been discounted. But his heart was still racing, probably the speed rendered by the sexy engine sound catered to the man's nature.

When cornering, Luka reduced his speed to less than 100 and chatted with Yang Jingxing playfully: "Do you like it?"

Yang Jingxing sighed: "Very good...... So are you, Mr. Ruka. ”

Ruka was a little frustrated, Yang Jingxing could still speak, so he accelerated again.

After running a total of eight laps, Ruoka hurriedly came over to check Yang Jingxing's condition after the car stopped. But Yang Jingxing got off the car steadily, took off his helmet standing upright, and smiled at Ruoka: "Thank you so much." Then he turned back to Ruka: "Thank you, sir, too." ”

Luka praised Yang Jingxing to his daughter: "He behaved very well, very good. ”

Subsequently, Luka took Yang Jingxing back to change his clothes, and then went to have a dry addiction, which was to play simulated driving. The driving simulator here is different from the game console, the cockpit is exactly the same as F1, it is operated with a full controller, and all the tracks are also copied from reality, which is a professional toy.

But just playing, don't take it too seriously, after lying in the cockpit and studying for more than a quarter of an hour, Yang Jingxing started on the Monza track.

The first time is often so bad, the first time to drive lying down, the first time to hold a joystick steering wheel, the first time to change gears with a button brake...... Yang Jingxing's first and second laps were simply miserable, stumbling left and right, with a time of 3.45 seconds and 3.28 seconds, respectively.

But several viewers were fully tolerant, and the driving instructor even said that Yang Jingxing's performance was quite good, which surprised him. However, there are no more than 20 F1 simulators in the world, most of which are in Europe, and Yang Jingxing, an Asian, should not have come into contact with them.

In the third lap, Yang Jingxing began to get acquainted, the steering wheel was held relatively steadily, and the amplitude was well grasped. Slowing down in and out of corners is not like a pure beginner anymore, at least not like the first lap and again and again.

The third lap was three minutes and 14 seconds. The coach asked Yang Jingxing to continue, and said to Ruka: "Do you see it? "Indeed, although Yang Jingxing is a dish, at least he has a good grasp of the slow entry and fast exit of the corner. This is due to his previous passion and karting experience, which has laid a lot of theoretical foundations.

In the fourth lap, the coach and Ruka were not so careless, and they both looked at Yang Jingxing's hand. Looking at the direction of his entry into the bend, he was no longer so frivolous and hasty, and began to tend to be smooth and calm.

"Beautiful!" The coach saw Yang Jingxing's shift of gears, which was accurate and timely for beginners.

Ruoka hurriedly looked away from Yang Jingxing's face.

The lap was three minutes and one second, which is a great improvement. The coach said to Yang Jingxing: "Believe in yourself, you can do it, surprise me!"

Next, Yang Jingxing summarized the feelings of his efforts, the characteristics of each corner, the gear required, the angle and speed of the cut...... Every lap is a new one.

On lap 13, the coach shouted as Yang Jing passed turns 8 and 9: "Very good, beautiful." From his point of view, Yang Jingxing's calm braking shift in this combination corner can be said to have a professional taste. Of course, it may also be just a coincidence, and the speed of 200 kilometers out of the corner, at least for novices, is impossible.

The lap was two minutes and five seconds. The coach did not allow Yang Jingxing to continue driving, called him out of the car, brought him to the front of the big screen of teaching, and began to teach further, very engaged and excited...... Look here, it's a long right curve, you can speed up to 300 km/h, as long as you're confident in your braking, what are you going to do when you get out of the corner? Prepare for Turn 6, stick to the left, you've just noticed that...... Be sure to see the vertex...... Here, bring up the speed and don't let people overtake you...... Feel it, feel your instincts, 120 is the best speed here, to perfect gear shifting and acceleration......"

Unfortunately, communication is difficult due to the language barrier. Fortunately, Ruoka and Ruka were full of interest to help, and tried to explain those terms and Italian to Yang Jingxing.

After teaching for more than half an hour, the coach lay down in the cockpit and asked Yang Jingxing to take a good look at his skills. In the end, he is a coach, with first-class skills, and he is so familiar with the track that he can open it with his eyes closed, and the result is one minute and twenty seconds. Simulation, perfect weather track and car conditions, so the score is higher than the real one.

The coach drove a few laps and the results were all about the same. Then Yang Jingxing lay in again, and the coach patted him on the shoulder: "Believe in yourself, you can do it." ”

Yang Jingxing brewed for half a minute before starting, and under the gaze of several people, his latest result was one minute and forty-one seconds. Several corners were met with applause and encouragement.

Some people also saw through Yang Jingxing: "Forget it, it can't be a novice, look at his gear shift, don't insult my wisdom......"

In addition to Ruka's father and daughter and coach, the staff of several other tracks also shocked Yang Jingxing's incredible performance. Ruka was a little jealous: "Great, maybe you're such a genius." ”

Ruoka smug: "I said it. Then he looked at Yang Jingxing and praised: "You are awesome!"

Yang Jingxing is also not modest: "It's not because you and I don't know the Tao yet." ”

Joka smiled and went to take his father's arm.

Of course, the coach wanted to ask Yang Jingxing about his driving career, but Yang Jingxing only knew how to drive, and he didn't even have a driver's license. The coach loves talents, and Yang Jingxing said that he didn't have a driver's license because he was under the age prescribed by law, so he took him out of the room, went to the parking lot next to him, took out the key and pointed to his black R34, and asked, "Do you want to try it?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head politely. The coach was impatient: "Don't be shy, my Asian boy, come on, this is our territory!" grabbed Yang Jingxing's shoulders and pulled him there.

The coach first introduced his car to Yang Jingxing, which was modified, mainly the front of the car, spoiler and displacement. The coach said: "It's not a Ferrari, but you'll like it." ”

So at the instigation of a group of people, Yang Jingxing and the coach went to change clothes and get helmets. Of course, the coach is not 100% assured, he first took Yang Jingxing for a few laps, carefully introduced his car, taught skills and said how to love the car, and of course, the most important safety issues.

This is two different concepts from simulated F1, but it should be simpler for Yang Jingxing. When he secretly drove his father's broken Santana before, didn't he also run at a speed of more than ninety per hour on the national highway of Jiuchun.

The coach drove his own speed of 200 per hour, but after Yang Jingxing sat in the driver's seat, he pointed to the dashboard and told him repeatedly: "Don't exceed 90, definitely, don't! Keep your mind fresh, listen to every word I say to you, and execute it!"

The first time I wore a professional uniform, a helmet and gloves, and held the steering wheel of a racing car, I felt completely different from the old cow Santana. The feeling of the seat, the distance of the brake throttle, the height of the hand gear...... Fortunately, the two are about the same height.

Yang Jingxing got used to it for a while, stepped on the brake throttle, shifted gears, and felt the strength of the steering wheel......

The coach also felt that it was about the same, and said with three points of worry and seven points of expectation: "Let's start." ”

Yang Jingxing tried three laps of the car first, and the speed never exceeded 60, and the skill he showed did not make the coach worry more. Every time he crossed the finish line, Ruoka waved to Yang Jingxing from the small stands.

The coach began to encourage: "Don't be too timid, I'm not here to accompany you for a ride." ”

So Yang Jingxing accelerated, and the pressure generated in the moment made the coach excited: "That's right, that's it." ”

Cutting into a 90-degree bend at a speed of 60 kilometers, Yang Jingxing's braking force was slightly stronger, but he remedied it in time, and his right hand shifted very quickly, closely cooperating with the accelerator under his feet.

The coach praised: "Yes, feel it, know what you want to do!"

In the next same corner, Yang Jingxing performed well, decelerating and accelerating in one go, and the lines were smooth and graceful.

After another three laps, the coach became more confident and taught Yang Jingxing: "Combine your ass and brains and conquer him!"

Yang Jingxing stared ahead, without blinking his eyes, his right hand flew back and forth between the hand block and the steering wheel, and passed a U-shaped bend very smoothly.

"Oh my God, genius, well done!" the coach whispered praise, unable to shout because he had endured the acceleration.

On the eighth lap, the speedometer hand was already pointing to 15 at its highest. The coach stopped talking, and his eyes kept going back and forth between the front and Yang Jingxing's hand. Yang Jingxing's shallow resume worries him, but the steadiness shown by the car under his butt reassures him, which is a contradiction. In particular, Yang Jingxing's braking skills are becoming more and more accurate, and it is impossible for him to be a person who has come into contact with racing for the first time.

On lap 10, the monitor radioed to the coach that the latest time was two minutes and one second. The coach shouted a little reluctantly: "Okay, that's enough, stop!"

After the car came to a steady stop, the coach looked at Yang Jingxing for a while and said, "You're good, you're very good! Do you want to be a test driver or something?" If Yang Jingxing was ten years younger, he might still have time to start systematic training and embark on the road of racing. But this is obviously a talent, if you can enter this industry first, maybe there will be a miracle in the future.

Yang Jingxing returned to his previous smiling expression: "Thank you, sir." ”

The two got out of the car, and the coach asked Ruoka to help show Yang Jingxing his intentions. said that he knows a lot of professional drivers, A1, F1, F3, and Yang Jingxing is also a person who likes racing, and his potential is extraordinary, which can help him enter this industry.

Yang Jingxing was grateful for the kindness, but refused. After trying it all morning, it seems that the wish has been fulfilled.

Before parting, the coach gave Yang Jingxing a big hug and gave him a shirt as a souvenir.

Ruoka teased Yang Jingxing like a good friend: "Genius driver, you must not want to ride my little little point now?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Of course I do, I want to ease up." ”

Ruka laughed: "But don't let him drive!"

After getting into the car, Ruoka motioned for his father to go first, and then said to Yang Jingxing: "Give me your email address, I can send you the photo." ”

Yang Jingxing said: "Give me your email address too, and I can send you my gratitude." ”

Both of them laughed, and after exchanging emails, Ruoka looked at it and asked, "Is this your name, can you tell me how to write your name in Chinese?"

Yang Jingxing wrote, but Ruoka obviously looked at it with a big head: "It's too complicated, and those who can learn this language are geniuses." ”

Yang Jingxing said: "I'm just getting started. At this time, Bo Er's phone call came, asking him when he would return to the hotel.

After Yang Jingxing answered the phone, Ruoka asked, "Don't you have time?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Yes, it's a pity." ”

Ruoka didn't believe it: "Not even a lunch?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Then let me invite you." ”

Ruoka happily accepted.

Lunch was eaten in a small restaurant, the cheap and quick kind. Ruoka was obviously interested in the East, and asked Yang Jingxing a lot of questions. What is the famous dish?What is the climate?Does anyone really know witchcraft?Who is the biggest singer?Does Yang Jingxing sing?What are your hobbies...... Yang Jingxing simply answered for his own convenience.

"How old are you to fall in love?" Toka asked, suddenly remembered.

Yang Jingxing's consultant replied professionally: "Not necessarily, if you are lucky, you will be ten years old, and if you are unlucky, you will be twenty years old." ”

Ruoka smiled and asked, "You all like that...... Hot girls, cheerleaders!" embarrassedly gestured to his relatively flat chest.

Yang Jingxing said: "Not necessarily. ”

Ruoka wasn't convinced: "Really, which one do you prefer?"

Yang Jingxing was a little embarrassed, thought for a while and said, "Kind." ”

Perhaps due to the language barrier, Joka was not satisfied with the answer: "The vast majority of people are kind...... My father fell in love with my mom because of her cooking. As he spoke, he opened the wallet and showed Yang Jingxing her family photo.

Yang Jingxing didn't have a photo, and he was ashamed: "Maybe, I don't know what love is." ”

Joka was surprised: "No one can explain love, just listen to your heart and feelings...... Who do you want to be with? Who do you care about the most?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "I care about my mother the most, but I don't want to be with her the most, there is too much nagging." ”

Ruoka smiled: "We have something in common...... What do you want to do in the future? I dream of being a painter. He also took out photos of his works to show Yang Jingxing.

Yang Jingxing was ashamed again: "You reminded me, when I have a dream, I will tell you." ”

The two pretended to eat, but in fact they were chatting and getting to know each other better. Naturally, most of the topics are about boys and girls, focusing on youth and love, but both of them feel that they are not experts with each other, and they can only talk about what they have seen and heard around them.

Time flies, and when it was almost two o'clock, Bo Er's call came again. After getting into the car, Ruoka looked at the racing jacket given to Yang Jingxing by the coach and said, "Now, you can go back without regrets, right? You can show off to your friends that you are a good racing driver." ”

Yang Jingxing looked at Ruoka: "More importantly, I met a beautiful Roman girl. ”

Ruoka smiled, happy and a little helpless: "Boy...... It's all the same. Then he picked up the previous topic with some anger: "We have a man named Timothy, I don't even know him, and the minimum distance between me and him is always more than five meters, but he boasted that he kissed me!

Yang Jingxing comforted seriously: "Don't worry, my cowhide can't be spread so far, it won't cause you trouble." ”

Ruoka looked at Yang Jingxing and said confidently: "You won't, I know it." ”

Yang Jingxing suddenly turned bad, and looked at Ruoka's eyes and became happy: "You won't let me talk big!?"

Ruoka laughed, then stopped abruptly, and looked at Yang Jingxing vigilantly: "What do you mean?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I thought you would be helpful. ”

Ruoka confirmed, looked at the front and was silent for a while, and then taught Yang Jingxing a righteous speech: "What are you doing? This is your own business, you should rely on yourself!"

So the two looked at each other eye to eye, and in the process, Ruoka gently put his right hand back from the steering wheel to his lap, raised his chin slightly, and unconsciously pursed his mouth twice.

Yang Jingxing still stretched his neck and kissed Ruoka's lips quickly. Then, the two didn't dare to look at each other.

It was Yang Jingxing who broke the silence and said: "I won't brag anymore, this will become a memory for me alone." ”

Ruoka nodded: "Me too...... It's better to send you back quickly, or your friend will be in a hurry. ”

There are not many words along the way, and the content returns to the customs. Back at the door of the hotel, Ruoka reminded Yang Jingxing: "Your friend is inside." ”

Yang Jingxing had already seen it, Ren Chuyu and Li Ya were sitting in the hall, looking at this side. He hehe: "They must be envious of my good luck, where is the handsome Italian guy?"

Ruoka smiled: "I envy that there are Chinese gentlemen around them." ”

Yang Jingxing said: "Xie Luxie, see you again, I wish you a happy life in the future." ”

"The same goes for you. Ruoka took the initiative to hug Yang Jingxing.

Yang Jingxing urged unknowingly: "Let's go, otherwise I want to brag again." ”

Ruokaha smiled, waved at Yang Jingxing after getting into the car, and left.

In the second and third classes of high school, Ren Chuyu and Yang Jingxing are relatively familiar, of course she has to care: "You guys are making rapid progress?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Italians are so hospitable. ”

"Why didn't I meet it!"

Tan Dong was still waiting in the room, and Yang Jingxing was caught and interrogated by him as soon as he entered the door, but Yang Jingxing regarded death as if he were at home and didn't want to say anything. Tan Dong guessed that his friend was stimulated and became depressed, and comforted: "But the gap is quite big...... It doesn't matter, I still like domestic products!"