Riding a Kawasaki H2 to chase the high-speed rail, the school beauty was moved to tears

At the finish line, a black Ducati V4 crossed the finish line, and then Qin Chuan's results appeared on the big screen.

All the fans in the audience were watching this moment nervously.

102 points.

The prefix is ​​the same, but the prefix is ​​not important, the important thing is at the end.

Then the screen flashed and the suffix was refreshed.

37 second 999!

Before the last three nines were refreshed, the Chinese fans at the scene burst into cheers.

Thirty-seven seconds, Hickman’s was 38 seconds, which was nearly a second ahead.

"Holy shit, am I dreaming, pinch me, pinch me."

"Hiss, it hurts so much, it feels so good, holy shit, it feels so good, haha!"

"We China won the championship, we won the championship! Haha!"

The chaos among the fans at the finish line reached the extreme. If Jenny and the others hadn't arrived in time, Qin Chuan's car would have been overturned by the fans.

Today, the Chinese fans in the Isle of Man completely exploded. In addition to the people, there are also the grievances they have suffered for so many years.

What an honor it is for Chinese fans to stand in an event dominated by Westerners.

Throughout the ages, there has never been a champion.

As soon as the car stopped, Qin Chuan was blocked at the finish line, and the excited fans rushed over and stopped him.

The four of Jenny formed a circle and surrounded Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan was a little confused when he suddenly faced such a battle. He had just returned home from a race and was stuck in traffic?

"Okay, it's time for us to go down."

In the corner of the auditorium, Pedrosa patted his butt and stood up from his chair. The young man next to him also stood up and followed behind.

Below, Qin Chuan had been lifted up by the fans and thrown into the air.

Since it was a celebration, Qin Chuan did not let Jenny and the others stop him.

Just celebrate winning the championship together.

As the saying goes, some people are happy and some are sad. The two people next to them, Hickman and Michael, reluctantly held their hands.

After fighting for a long time, a junior took it away.

Pulling open the lenses, the two looked at each other, they were really intimidating.

"Congratulations, little one."

Back in the P room, old John showed a smile on his lips, his beard trembled, and congratulated Qin Chuan. Annabelle next to him was also very happy.

"Thank you. It's all thanks to you two that I won the championship today."

Qin Chuan and his daughter were polite, and then went straight to Jiang Yue's direction.

"This kid..."

"Okay, Anna, I just finished running and I definitely want to share the joy with my girlfriend. Let's go."

John took one look at Qin Chuan and knew Qin Chuan's purpose.

It is indeed the old fritters.

Jiang Yue stood aside and looked at Qin Chuan with hazy eyes. Qin Chuan walked over and held her in his arms.

He rubbed the hair of the beauty in his arms and said softly.

"I'm sorry, sister, for making you worry."

"I wish you were safe."

Before Qin Chuan could get closer, Jiang Yue took the initiative and got into Qin Chuan's arms.

Although she didn't dare to look at the screen in the first half of the game, she finally finished watching the game.

Her heart was clenched tightly throughout the whole process, and she would not relax for a moment.

Huaxia here.

Within five minutes, the news of Qin Chuan's victory was on the hot search, and major news platforms in China got the news immediately.

This is definitely a good news stunt to break the Western dominance.

It is no exaggeration to say that a racing genius comes once in a century.

"Congratulations, little guy, there's good news again."

After changing clothes in the makeshift lounge, Annabell stood at the door looking at Qin Chuan with a strange expression.

"Good thing?"

Picking up a towel and wiping the sweat from his hair, Qin Chuan didn't know what good things he could do besides winning the championship.

"Come with me, someone is waiting for you."

Before Qin Chuan could think about it, Annabelle took Qin Chuan out of the p room.

Walking around to the pavilion under a big tree, Qin Chuan saw an old acquaintance. In addition to this old acquaintance, old man John was also here, which was extremely lively.

Seeing Qin Chuan coming, several people looked over here.

"We meet again, Qin Chuan!"

"Are you looking for me?"

The person looking for Qin Chuan was none other than Pedrosa, who had just come down from the stands.

"Well, that's right, sit down and talk."

Several people sat down on small stools under the tree.

Qin Chuan looked at Pedrosa and John, a little confused. He knew Pedrosa, but he felt...

John seems to know Pedrosa, what the hell is this.

And why did these people come to him?

He also said there was good news.

"Qin Chuan, first of all, congratulations on winning the championship. I like your style very much."

"Today, I'm not coming to you as a friend, but as a member of the KTM factory team. Let's talk frankly. Do you have any ideas about motogp?"

After Qin Chuan sat down, Pedrosa and John also stopped reminiscing and focused on Qin Chuan.

Looking at Qin Chuan, Pedrosa's tone was rare and formal.

Following his words, the young man next to him also took out a contract in his hand.

Until the appearance of this contract, Qin Chuan vaguely guessed what the good thing John had said before was.

It seems that today's incident is probably related to GP.

"Have!"

We are all drivers. Anyone who says they are not interested is hypocritical.

Pedrosa did not directly say to sign the contract, but asked in advance if he was interested, which was a great face.

Naturally, Qin Chuan would not use those polite remarks at this time.

"Okay, if you want to join GP in the future or now, KTM will always welcome you."

Pedrosa handed over the contract in the young man's hand.

There is no mandatory requirement, but an olive branch is extended to recruit new people. No matter what, this feeling makes Qin Chuan feel very comfortable.

He had talked with those sponsors before. He had seen many of those companies that were not big, but had very high arrogance.

It’s rare to have such a conversation with someone who represents one of the world’s top brands.

Moreover, Qin Chuan just took a glance and found that this was actually a contract for the factory team, not a satellite team.

The value and sincerity of this contract even seemed to Qin Chuan to far exceed his current strength.

Could it be that he saw his talent?

"You are much better than those arrogant old things before!"

Faced with John's teasing, Pedrosa smiled and said nothing.

After accepting the contract, the next step was to discuss when Qin Chuan would go to the factory team for a test run.

"Qin Chuan, think it through after you go back this time. If you agree, we can arrange for you to compete as a satellite team driver at the Magic City Station in the middle of next month."

"As for the issue of the factory team car, you don't have to worry. Our senior management has temporarily found a substitute driver due to the vacancy of seats. The position will be officially handed over in the next race after the Magic City Station, and the factory team position will be for you."

"After the Magic City Station, I will conduct special training for you to help you improve your strength and ensure that your strength is much better than it is now before you join the factory team."

Pedrosa said calmly.

As soon as these words came out, John next to him gave Pedrosa a strange look.

This condition is not unreasonable, it can even be said to be extremely generous.

"Little guy, I advise you to agree to him now, otherwise you may not know if this guy changes his mind in the future."

John's voice came over.

Pedrosa laughed.

To be honest, Qin Chuan is indeed in a dilemma. Firstly, if he agrees, he will leave the Likana Racing Team. Secondly, although he knows a little about motogp, he doesn’t know much yet. He will definitely not agree to finalize the team if he rashly agrees. Great.

"You don't have to worry about the team. If my daughter's team can have a motogp factory driver, it will be a good thing for us."

John seemed to have read Qin Chuan's thoughts, and said calmly.

"Then, Mr. Danny, let me think about it and give you an answer before tomorrow morning."

"it is good!"

After thinking about it carefully, Qin Chuan still didn't agree immediately. This is a factory team, not a racing team. Once he signs, he will probably stay with a racing team for a long time. He must think carefully.

"Okay, I'll wait for your reply."

After the business was done, it was time for a few people to chat. Before leaving, Pedrosa secretly hooked up with Qin Chuan, but Qin Chuan didn't know why.

Looking at Old John returning to the P room, he hesitated and walked towards Pedrosa.