Retired driver? Zhang Yifei began to think in his mind, the nineties can be said to be the era when China's professional racing was just emerging, and the drivers who had retired at this time were very old first-generation drivers.

It's just that even if it is the first generation of professional drivers, limited by the conditions and overall level of this era, to be honest, there is still a big gap with the professional drivers of later generations. Even if Zhang Yifei is reborn with this body and has not touched a racing car for a long time, it is not something that ordinary professional drivers in China can teach in this era, unless the current F1 car god Senna or the four-time WRC champion Tommy Makinen comes to teach, otherwise Zhang Yifei does not feel that he can bring much help to himself.

Of course, self-confidence is not the same as arrogance, Zhang Yifei understands that his technology is standing on the shoulders of giants and technology, just like you know more knowledge than the ancients, which is not something worth boasting about.

So Zhang Yifei still replied very politely: "No problem, I can let my seniors guide me when the time comes." ”

After saying this, Zhang Yifei looked back at Zhang Zhiguo with a mocking smile on his face as if he had thought of something: "Old man, in fact, I'm also quite curious, it stands to reason that ordinary parents don't want to support their children's racing, it is estimated that I will be beaten up if I drive out, you are quite open-minded." ”

Parents in this era will not pay attention to teaching according to their aptitude like later generations, support the cultivation of children's interests and hobbies, basically as long as it is not a hobby related to reading, it is directly served in a pot. It's like Wang Glasses stealing his father's Jetta King is trembling, even if he doesn't burst the cylinder, if he is known, he will have to be scolded at least.

Zhang Zhiguo is also the kind of traditional Chinese father, but whether Zhang Yifei drove or finally took the Ford Mustang out to race, Zhang Zhiguo did not show opposition, and today he even said that he found an old friend of a retired driver, just because Zhang Yifei said that he likes racing and regards racing as his life?

Just kidding, parents should communicate so well these days, and there will be no estrangement and generation gap and other parent-child education problems. In fact, the reason behind it is not that Zhang Yifei has not thought about it, but in the past half a year, he really can't see any traces of hidden professional drivers from Zhang Zhiguo, and the old man has not been able to hide himself from the actor.

Zhang Zhiguo was also stunned for a moment when Zhang Yifei asked this, but quickly explained: "Our family runs a car repair shop, and it is normal for you to deal with cars." ”

"I only teach car repair when I open a car repair shop at home, do I also teach racing part-time?"

This is the question asked by Wang Glasses at night, and Zhang Yifei just used it.

"It's a long story, and you'll understand later."

Zhang Zhiguo didn't want to continue this topic, not that he was worried about what Zhang Yifei knew, since he allowed Zhang Yifei to drive the Ford Mustang, he was ready to tell Zhang Yifei everything, but he didn't know where to start, and when Lao Lu came over in two days, he would naturally know everything.

"Okay, but to be honest, old man, I'm looking forward to learning about some of what you've been through."

Zhang Yifei has the thinking of an adult, once he talks about business, his tone naturally has a sense of maturity, hearing Zhang Yifei's words, Zhang Zhiguo glanced at him with complicated eyes, and there is an indescribable feeling in his heart, is this the child growing up and beginning to talk in an equal way?

This night, the conversation between the father and son ended, Zhang Yifei did not ask about the past, and Zhang Zhiguo did not have the result of the Qixing Mountain car, because the answer is obvious, Zhang Yifei's driving skills have far exceeded the level of car enthusiasts, it can be said that he is a driver, and it is impossible to win Zhang Yifei at the level of those hairy boys in Qixing Mountain.

The next day, Zhang Yifei still came to the class as usual, and he didn't pay attention to the car last night, just the king glasses on the seat, obviously excited.

Went home last night because of motion sickness and fright, Wang glasses was completely in a state of confusion at the time, and he didn't think of how powerful Zhang Yifei was, after a night of calm aftertaste, Zhang Yifei's horror on his driving skills began to become clearer and clearer, the drift, the corner, and the operation were like reading Japanese comics, this special thing is simply possessed by the autumn name mountain bike god!

The partners who get along day and night on weekdays suddenly became awesome, and Wang Glasses didn't know how to describe this kind of surprise, so he waited for Zhang Yifei to come to the school to ask about it.

"Yifei, you kid is here, I now think that you won last night so beautifully, from the beginning of the drift to get rid of Li Tao, and then perfectly dodge the collision of the Hong Kong Island driver, this is simply the operation of the racer, too sharp!"

In the face of Wang Glasses' praise, Zhang Yifei pretended to smile modestly, and then sighed: "Everyone is so familiar, how embarrassed it is to praise, just blow two more sentences, I am still relatively low-key,"

Originally, Wang Glasses was very excited, but after hearing this, he suddenly felt that Zhang Yifei, this kid, was really thicker than he imagined, and he couldn't blow it in an instant.

"Damn, say you're fat, you're still panting. Honestly explain how to learn this car skill, and teach me too. ”

"Didn't I say that my family runs a car repair shop, and I am proficient in touching the car every day, and it is no problem to teach you, the question is that you are afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid." Wang Glasses replied without hesitation.

"Have you ever heard of a saying, that is, you would rather be crushed than never slow down, from the moment you are afraid, you have already lost."

Zhang Yifei replied lightly, there was no smug smile on his face, in fact, this line was only one aspect, the real reason was that Wang Glasses' personality was not suitable for racing, he did not have the kind of heart to pursue excitement and limits. A person who is not fit for racing can force himself on the track to die.

Just like Amu in "Initial D", hobbies and interests are one thing, if there is no Fujiwara Takumi to save the field, let him drive a high-performance car to compete with others on the mountain road, it is estimated that the grave grass is already three feet high.

"Damn!"

Wang Glasses couldn't help but gesture his middle finger at Zhang Yifei, in fact, Zhang Yifei didn't need to say this, he also knew that he was not suitable for racing, just casually talking, Zhang Yifei was quite serious.

Just as the two of them were talking, Li Tao walked in from the door, just looked at Wang Glasses and saw the middle finger he gestured.

Yesterday, under the premise of being ridiculed for thirty seconds, he was still crushed by Zhang Yifei, which has become a shame in Li Tao's heart! If it weren't for the Seven Star Team's miserable loss last night, I would have become a laughing stock last night.

As a result, as soon as I came to the classroom today, I saw Wang Shutao pointing his middle finger towards him, which was simply too deceitful! It seems that the two grandsons are going to laugh at themselves today, and Li Tao suddenly became angry.