Chapter 91: Driving
"Be careful." Qi Yuan handed him a helmet - somehow, he saw some expectations, expectations, and expectations in the squad leader's eyes. As an agent, she's the one who worries the most about the whole team. Many of them joined halfway, and only she took over the position of agent directly from the senior in the first grade.
It's a tough job. You have to take care of everything except technology, and you can't fall behind in your own standards. In addition, the agent is not the captain, so he can't share the credit when he shares the credit.
Of course, it doesn't matter if the credit is given to the Longjiang team or not, it hasn't won for a long time anyway.
She remembers when she took over the car from her previous seniors, and it wasn't the car she was using. Han Xingzhi was a qi practitioner, and many other people were not there. The whole team had despair written in their eyes, but they had to fight hard - because the race is held every year, but the car doesn't change every year. Now this car was saved a year before Han Xingzhi became the technical director, and many parts are still being commissioned.
And the commissioning alone has already scared away 3 batches of drivers. It's a car that no one dares to drive, and the messy buttons alone will make every trained driver's scalp tingle.
Theoretically, this is much more complicated than flying a fighter. The flight situation of the fighter is stable, and the operation during combat only needs to be concentrated on a few joysticks and buttons. But the road conditions on the ground are extremely complicated, and the front wing, rear wing, fan, and six suspensions of this car all have to be adjusted in real time. Even if Nezha, who has three heads and six arms, sits in it, there are still a few hands left to respond to all the operations in real time.
However, Shang Luo came. Since conventional means cannot be used, then at least some metaphysical means should be used. She didn't know if it would work, but what if it did?
Han Xingzhi waved the green flag, and the car officially started on the track.
Apollonia really only opened one gear. At the speed of her daily drive, she drove leisurely on the track.
The wind pours into the open-top cockpit, bringing the smell of summer grass and trees.
"Ah, it feels good. The sun is also good today. Right. β
[Yes... yes...] Apollonia clenched her teeth, not at all like she was driving at a leisurely pace.
"Hey, is there something wrong with you?"
[It's not me... It's this car...] She squeezed out a few words between her teeth, [The works of middle school students actually have... There is such a powerful machine soul! They must have poured sweat and effort into this car, projecting their own strong will onto the body. γ
"Hey, hey, is that going to be an accident? Why is this machine soul doing to you? β
γSoul of the Machine... The machine soul is angry! He believes that racing is a glorious sport, and students all over the country regard racing as a stage test of their lives, and they are very attentive. And you throw out the wheel and drive automatically, which is not fair to the other players at all. He wants to do justice to the other contestants! He... He makes so much sense! The more it makes sense, the stronger it is. I don't have enough phlogiston to suppress it! She]
"How can you say like I'm a villain!" Before the words fell, a huge push back sensation came from behind, and it actually had the feeling of the rocket machine at that time. This was followed by a five-in-a-row hairpin bend.
[Sit tight!] I'm fighting with Him for the phlogiston circuit that has infiltrated it... Hold on to the handrails, I'm going to turn a corner! γ
"Then can you hit the brakes! Is it that important? β
[I don't believe I can't even tame a car, I still want to fly a plane... Pregnant! I'll deal with the car, and you will deal with the ghost! I treat the symptoms and cure the root cause. Go and beat Him! Beat Him to the ground! We healed Him as a specimen! Little hammer, did you bring it with you? γ
"Why, it sounds more and more like a villain... Actually, I think he has a point. Well, I can only be a bad guy once. I'm sorry, racing boy. He held the steering wheel in vainβ
Anger, unwillingness, and a burning sense of justice came from the steering wheel. If this car is anthropomorphic, it is most likely a hot-blooded high school student... Shang Luo also confirmed that everything he did was really for glory, for the competition, and for the event to be carried out in a dignified manner.
His temples seem to be...
Shang Luo glanced back, and it seemed to be behind the cockpit, and he needed to lean out to touch it.
...
"Oh!! Squad Leader Qi, look at it! He also said he couldn't drive, and he also said he couldn't drive! It's amazing! He's as passionate as this car, and he can press through every corner with precision. We've got the right person! β
"It's... Very good..."Qi Yuan kept her composure, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but go up - with this talented racing driver, everything seemed to be solved. The decades of hard work of the Longjiang team are finally going to bear fruitful fruits in this session.
However, in the next second, her eyes widened.
"Ahh Squad Leader Qi, did he lean his body out? Is he playing acrobatics! He leaned out, was he driving with his feet?! Sure enough, the master is a professional. It's so professional. β
...
Poking out for three seconds, Shang Luo retracted his head:
"No, I can't. It's too shaky for me to beat. β
[Wait a minute... Wait me for 5 seconds, wait for me to finish this third lap. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...I'm online and feel good. γ
The shaking suddenly stopped, and everything was quiet. The engine was running steadily in the rear, and the spirit that had been resisting just now lost its movement.
[Training completed.] I've finished sampling the runway data, and I don't need to be distracted to drive, so I wrote a small program to let it drive on its own. No matter how strong he is, he is just a ghost, and I can suppress him with my free hand. Shang Luo, I have to hand over the mending knife to you. Give Him a hammer and silence Him completely. γ
"Okay." Shang Luo felt more and more... I'm bullying some righteous high school student. He leaned out halfway and reached back, striking a hammer in the back.
For a moment, Shang Luo felt as if something tense had disappeared. Apollonia took full control of the car.
The car came to a steady stop at the starting point. Shang Luo removed the steering wheel and handed it to Qi Yuan, who was stunned on the side.
"Business... Shang Luo...", she asked, pointing to the car, "Why did you lean out and 'knock' just now?" β
"It's okay, it's just a little problem, I can fix it while I open it. Director Han, your car is very good, very good. β
"No, no, no, you're the director." Han Xingzhi waved his hand again and again, "Shang Luo, a hero, a strong man!" I'll leave it to you later! Our team is counting on you! As promised, I'll screw you. Don't refuse, everyone has invitations anyway, and the extra director is just a little fame, I don't care. β
Shang Luo hesitated. Not because of the position, but because of the car. He looked back at the car... He could feel that the flame of justice that had just been extinguished was still smoldering. He always felt that he couldn't stand the car.
"I can be this technical director because there are some technologies that I need to deal with. But before that, there were two drivers missing from the team, right? β
"Yes." Qi Yuan replied, "In fact, the internal positions can be adjusted by ourselves, but the technical director has to report separately." So you can also drive as a technical director, not much of a problem. β
"I actually have a good candidate to recommend. I can do the back-up for the event, but the driver can add another one and we can back each other up. Let me ask first, can someone from the Wutaishan Mission next door join us? β
Qi Yuan thought for a while: "In principle, yes, because although we have nothing to do with running a school, theoretically they are two parts of the same school, and the campuses are connected. β
"Ah, that's easy to do. Drivers can have two, right? Wait a minute, I'll shake people now. If it were him, the car would not be a big problem even with a hatch. The car will also be happier. β