"Yes, according to the speed of the lap just now, wait until the early morning when you are familiar with the route, and it is not a big problem to run for seven minutes."

Qin Hong's tone was a little excited, as long as Zhang Yifei spent 50,000 yuan in the first three of him, he would not lose money, and when the name of the seven-star team was played, there would be two "stupid second generations" like Li Tao, and the entrance fee would be easily earned.

It's just that Zhang Yifei listened to Qin Hong's words, without any response and expressionless on his face, he kept replaying the picture of himself running just now in his mind, thinking about where he slowed down.

In addition to the factors of vehicles and pedestrians, there are dozens of large and small curves and forks along the way, Zhang Yifei forgot two in this lap just now, and remembered five wrong in order, resulting in a lot of places that should not be slowed down, and he brought a brake to corner. And the place where you should accelerate is found to be different from the memory point, and there is no full throttle past.

To be honest, in just a few hours in the afternoon, Zhang Yifei was able to make dozens of curves and forks, which is already very good to remember to this extent, and he still has the advantage of being young in this body. But no one cares if you don't do your best, and the winner never listens to the loser's excuses.

"What, not satisfied?"

Zhang Yifei's obvious expression, Qin Hong naturally saw it.

"Hmm."

"It's your first time running the Yangcheng route, it's already very good, don't put too much pressure on yourself."

After saying this, Qin Hong suddenly felt that something was wrong, it stands to reason that the gun he paid for should be put a little pressure on him, so that he can be worthy of 50,000 yuan. Why is it the other way around now, and I actually comfort this kid, but then again, people who work hard and are serious are always easy to admire.

"One more lap."

Zhang Yifei didn't explain too much, since there was something missing, then continue to run until he was satisfied.

The sound of Mitsubishi EVO's engine sounded again, Zhang Yifei drove on the Renmin Road elevated again, this time Zhang Yifei was more engrossed, and the speed was a lot faster, and he looked at the time after a lap, 7 minutes and 12 seconds, which was 33 seconds higher than the first lap.

"It's okay this lap, this state will definitely be able to enter for seven minutes in the early morning."

"No, I'm going to go seven minutes in this lap."

Zhang Yifei is still not satisfied with this speed, seven minutes should be the excellent hurdle of the Yangcheng underground route, now it is ten o'clock, the traffic flow has obviously begun to decrease, if you can't run into seven minutes, then your speed should be between 6 minutes and 40 seconds in the early morning.

In terms of time, this speed is not slow, after all, the folk street record will not be like the track record, a second difference is a big difference. Perhaps according to objective factors such as the weather and traffic flow at that time, it is normal to have a gap of about ten seconds from the fastest record.

But Zhang Yifei can't focus on the weather or traffic and other factors that depend on fate, at least before the official competition, he has to have a stable time to enter for seven seconds.

Running laps down, the time was also shortened by a second, from half past nine to now at eleven o'clock, counting the time of staying and delaying, Zhang Yifei ran nearly ten laps. In the final laps, with less traffic, he was able to run steadily into seven minutes, with the fastest lap time being 6 minutes and 52 seconds.

According to this trend, Zhang Yifei's official game time will most likely enter the 7 minutes and 40 seconds range. In the face of this speed, Qin Hong, who was sitting in the co-pilot, didn't know what to say, the previous title of "Seven Star Mountain Car God" was more of a joke and a joke, after all, Zhang Yifei knew everything about their Seven Star Racing Team.

But now Qin Hongxin believes that there is really a "car god" in this world.

After stopping on the last lap, Zhang Yifei also felt very tired and got out of the car to breathe. This is the difference between racing as a profession and ordinary street cars, street cars can easily run a section every day, feel the envious eyes of passers-by, and can also take a girl or something.

But the profession is different, running to the back Zhang Yifei only has time and speed in his eyes, and everything else is superfluous for him. And this kind of long-term high-intensity running, there is no pleasure of speed, more of a mechanical training. That's why, many drivers who have not entered the profession feel that they have a psychological and sensory stimulation of driving fast, but after they really become a professional, they have a feeling of vomiting while driving, and the training process is too boring.

At this moment, Qin Hong got out of the car stiffly, in addition to the shock given by Zhang Yifei, it was the crazy speed of this circle, which made him feel a kind of visual dizziness, and there was a kind of nausea that wanted to vomit in the back.

I'm the captain of a team, and if I vomit in the car, I'll be a laughing stock in the future. So no matter what, Qin Hong had to suppress the burst of nausea, so he could only take out a cigarette from his pocket and light one for himself in a trembling manner.

The smoke was inhaled into his lungs, and then slowly spit out, and Qin Hong felt that his spirit had returned.

"How many years have you studied with Lu Ningping, this is already a professional driver!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yifei smiled, did not admit it, and did not deny it.

"Zhang Yifei, it's me who looked away before, you are indeed very strong, and it seems to be stable tonight."

"Not necessarily, Xu Wenfeng has studied in Europe for half a year, coupled with the geographical advantage, I don't believe he can't run for seven minutes."

"It doesn't matter if he runs in, it's already very good for you to get the top three at your age, and you can definitely become famous in Guangdong Province in one fell swoop!"

"The top three? I have only the number one in my eyes. ”

Zhang Yifei replied coldly, he was absolutely dissatisfied with the top three, and even the vast majority of people in this world couldn't even remember the name of the runner-up.

This sentence made Qin Hong not know how to answer, this kid is really just a high school student? How do you feel that the student party in your team, this desire to win and lose is too far behind Zhang Yifei.

After 11 o'clock, the number of sports cars on Renmin Road began to increase, and the underground drivers in Guangdong Province began to prepare to assemble at the elevated starting point.

Zhang Yifei was not in a hurry, because they were now not far from the meeting point, a few minutes' drive away.

Qin Hong lit the second cigarette, and then he felt that his emotions had completely calmed down, and it was ridiculous to think about it, he had been driving a mountain road car for five or six years, but he was stopped by a half-sized boy running on the street, which was really a bit embarrassing.

"Would you like one?"

Seeing Zhang Yifei leaning on the front of the car and doing nothing, Qin Hong handed over a cigarette, still soft China.

"No, thank you."

Zhang Yifei refused, many riders have the habit of smoking in recent years, but Zhang Yifei knows that tobacco leaves will affect heart and lung function, and nicotine will paralyze nerves. For professional drivers, victory or defeat is at the moment of death, and they have not yet exercised a strong body in this life, so don't waste it first.

"Let's go, it's almost time."

"Hmm."

Zhang Yifei nodded, and then drove Qin Hong back to the hotel, and he drove his Honda Civic EG6 over together.

At this moment, under the elevated Renmin Road, more than 20 sports cars have been parked, and the number is still increasing, as the largest underground event of the year in Guangdong Province, basically the strongest teams in each region send drivers to participate. With the addition of captains like Qin Hong and onlookers, there may be more than 100 performance cars in the entire field tonight.