Now that you've decided on who to play, it's time to start preparing your battle strategy.

Everyone deliberately avoided Chi Cheng, came to the bar, and studied in a low voice.

Cheng Chi got straight to the point and said bluntly: "My lap time is about 80 to 82 seconds, not much faster than Xiao Wu, and my technique is one line worse than Xiao Hai, but I am more familiar with the track, and I am also very familiar with the performance of Rafa, Xiao Hai should not drive 918 many times, and I am basically 55 with him." ”

Cheng Yihang said worriedly: "The first game is not a sure win...... It's harder later. ”

Zhang Yao seemed to have something to say, but at this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a middle-aged man with a short stature and a proud face walked in.

Cheng Chi hurriedly beckoned him over, took his arm, and enthusiastically introduced Fang Xiaowu.

"Xiao Wu, this is Kobayashi Qinghe, used to be the main force of the Toyota Corolla Axio team, after retiring from the game, I was invited to be a consultant, the level of the track race is extremely high, with 911GT3R running our track, the lap time is about 76 seconds. ”

turned his head and introduced Fang Xiaowu to Xiaolin Qinghe: "Qinghe, this is Fang Xiaowu, he will replace Xiaogang in this battle." ”

The other party was older, so Fang Xiaowu took the initiative to stretch out his hand and greeted: "Hello, I'm Fang Xiaowu." ”

Xiao Lin's eyelids twitched, and he stretched out his hand to take it gently, and his expression was extremely arrogant.

"Xiao Wujun, I watched the event you just had, and you ran pretty well, but if your skills stop there, with all due respect, there is no difference between you and Zigangjun. ”

Xiao Lin is very proficient in Chinese, but the end note is a bit stiff, and with that arrogant face, it seems extremely difficult to get close.

Fang Xiaowu was purely fighting for money, so naturally he wouldn't argue with him, so he gave up with a slight smile.

Cheng Chi had high hopes for Xiao Wu on the other side, and asked a little eagerly: "Xiao Wu, change into protective clothing, full firepower, how many seconds can you improve your performance?"

Fang Xiaowu did have reservations, but the root was not on the protective suit, but he had no interest in explaining, he groaned slightly, and replied conservatively: "It should be able to impact for 80 seconds!"

"Okay!" Chengchi was overjoyed, turned his head and asked Xiaolin, "Qinghe, you just watched them adapt to the track, what do you think?"

"The black paint R8LMS is the highest, followed by the red paint R8LMS, and the 918 is the second. ”

Xiao Lin replied without thinking, and reported three more numbers, "The lap times are 78, 81, and 82 respectively." ”

Cheng Chi shook his head and said categorically: "Xiao Hai has almost gone all out, Shi Quan is hard to say, but Zhou Chuan must have reservations!"

Turned his head and asked Cheng Yihang: "Brother Hang, have you found Shi Quan's origin?"

Cheng Yihang stared at the laptop screen and shook his head: "No, there is no driver named Shi Quan in the well-known teams of major events." ”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and they couldn't find the origin, which meant that the level was not at the advanced threshold, and they should be ordinary drivers struggling in a third-rate team.

Well, there is only one question left - how to distribute opponents and models?

Chengchi is very difficult, seeking stability or winning, it is completely two different strategies, but the information is insufficient, and it is really difficult to decide.

At this moment, Xiao Lin suddenly spoke.

"I drove my 911GT3R because it was familiar enough. There is no need for counterweights in private races, and even if the opponent's car is changed, there will still be no gap in performance, and I am confident that I can beat the black R8 with technology. ”

Since Kobayashi is confident, he will save a P1, and Chengchi suddenly has a decision.

"That's it, Xiao Wu, you open P1, against Shi Quan! You have the confidence to hit 80 with the big bull, and the track performance and handling of P1 are definitely ahead of the big bull, I believe you have a great chance of winning!"

Cheng Yihang laughed: "I think, maybe you don't need Xiao Wu to play, you can win two games cleanly!"

"That's right!" Zhao Zigang nodded his golden retriever excitedly, "Xiaohai we are all familiar with each other, his level is good, but Chi Cheng's 918 is usually covered like a treasure, he has definitely never driven a few times, and it is impossible to beat Chi Zi on our track!"

"Then you'll be the last one to appear!" Xiao Lin glanced at Fang Xiaowu, Yue Yandai

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Ku's substitution for Chengchi to make a decision.

"Newbie, don't put too much pressure on you. In our country, newcomers start by changing tires. When we win both games, you can go up and run around, OK?"

OK your sister!

As soon as this mud bombardment came, Fang Xiaowu was not annoyed to look at the golden retriever now, and sure enough, the harmony between people and dogs depended on the mud bombardment.

But he really didn't bother to say anything, so he asked Chengchi for the key and went down to test the car.

This time he didn't refuse the protective suit again, there was no need to show off on such an inconsequential matter, pretending to be useless.

P1 is indeed different from Da Niu, although Fang Xiaowu is not afraid of overturning, but the corner performance is strong, the corner is too smooth, two laps down, the result is improved to 78 seconds.

With two more laps, the acclimatization period is over and the race officially begins.

Watching the game is still in the viewing hall, when Fang Xiaowu went up to the third floor, the first game had already started for 1 minute.

The custom-made silver-grey Rafa was slightly ahead of the 918 by less than half a body, and the guy named Xiaohai bit hard and tried to overtake in the corners several times.

However, Chengchi's driving style is the same as his character, calm and decisive, and the corners are extremely neat.

But there's a saying in the world of motorsport: no one can always make mistakes, it's just how you deal with your own mistakes and those of your opponents.

On the second lap, the T8 corner was cut wrong, and Chengchi was overtaken by Xiaohai for the first time.

On lap five, Nariike regained the lead and held it until lap eight, then on lap nine he was overtaken by a very aggressive inside drift by Komi.

"Not good!"

Zhao Zigang suddenly slapped his thigh and exclaimed.

This T7 turn drift is exactly the same as his previous choice, but the 918 corner performance is far better than the F12, and the ending is completely different.

On the tenth lap, the T7 turn, it was another identical inside drift!

"Grass! This 918 is too ripe!"

Zhao Zigang and Cheng Yihang instantly realized that something was wrong, and when they glanced back at Chi Cheng, they were really smiling proudly!

However, the difference of one and a half bodies, between opponents of the same level, is almost equivalent to powerlessness.

10 minutes later, Cheng Chi came back with a gloomy face, his vest was already soaked, he had always paid attention to cleanliness but did not mean to change it, and silently dried two bottles of beer in a row.

On the other hand, there was a burst of excited cheers from Chi Cheng's side to greet Xiao Hai.

Kobayashi Qinghe patted Chengchi on the shoulder and comforted: "Chengchi-san, please rest assured, I will win this victory for you!"

Cheng Chi smiled reluctantly and nodded heavily: "Then please Mr. Kobayashi!"

Probably wanting to show confidence in victory, Xiao Lin smiled stiffly at Fang Xiao Wu again.

"Fang Jun, please get nervous, it seems that the key to the decisive victory will be in your hands, please pay attention to the details of my handling, and I will explain it to you when I come back later!"

"Oh?" Fang Xiaowu nodded with a smile, "Then wait and see." ”

After 18 minutes, Cheng Chi looked at the timing card with a blue face, and the average lap time, 73 seconds 2 VS 74 seconds 622, the winner ...... Zhou Chuan!

More than a second, it is already a crushing victory!

However, it seems that Kobayashi Qinghe cannot be blamed, his peak lap time was only 75 to 76 seconds, and now the average lap time of 10 laps has increased by as much as 1 second, and it is obvious that he has taken out the strength to eat milk and complete the transcendence of himself.

Probably because he was chasing Zhou Chuan from beginning to end?!

But no matter how you surpass yourself, losing is losing, and there is no argument.

The entire viewing hall is like being cut by an invisible line, with the extreme survival of the ice and snow on one side and the scorching summer beer festival on the other.

If you lose two games in a row, is it necessary to play again?

Everyone here, Cheng Yihang, Zhang Yao, Xiaolu, Cheng Jing, and Sister Yao, all looked at Cheng Chi with a face like ashes, waiting for his decision.

Only one person is calm and calm, without joy or sorrow.

Cheng Chi was staring at him deeply.