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

After starting, the racing motor roared wildly with the sound, but Qin Chuan still felt uncomfortable.

A simulator is a simulator after all, and it is far different from real cycling, so the vibration at the start can still be more realistic.

Qin Chuan tightened the accelerator with his right hand, and the car accelerated in a straight line.

Qin Chuan's Yamaha actually lost the man's Ducati in seconds at the starting stage!

Is he a master?

The onlookers trembled. The Yamaha started well and beat the Ducati. It was obvious that it was a master.

"Hush, keep your voice down, it may not be a master, maybe it's the guy next door who made a wrong start!"

"Well, it's possible. I don't see anything special about this man. The Yamaha surpasses the Ducati in a straight line. How is it possible?"

The words of the man in the crowd received a lot of approval. The man who spoke was with the man on the bike.

Liu Luoling rolled her eyes. Just starting like this, her posture and reaction speed are much worse. Well, I don't know if you are really blind or pretending to be blind.

Also, who said Yamaha can’t beat Ducati in a straight line?

The straight line of a racing car is related to many factors, including the strength of the driver and the speed of exiting the corner. If the exit speed of the corner is fast enough, the Yamaha can beat the Ducati in a straight line.

At Turn [-], Qin Chuan's right leg subconsciously stretched out from the simulator's pedal, and then quickly retracted it.

"No, what are you doing with this guy's legs? It's so fun, why did his legs fall off?"

An audience member was a little puzzled when he saw this action. The leg fell down and then retracted?

Qin Chuan naturally heard the sound behind him. He had no choice but to stretch his legs because of his professional habit. It would be embarrassing if he stretched his legs on the simulator.

At Turn [-], Qin Chuan deliberately sold a flaw and did not go too fast. If he performed normally, he could blow up the person next to him in one corner, but he would inevitably be suspected.

At Turn [-], Qinchuan's wave of water was almost at home.

Whether it was posture or braking point, Qin Chuan deliberately let go of the water, and the man behind him also smoothly drove the Ducati racing car to behind Qin Chuan.

"Look, I just said it was a mistake. Ducati actually caught up with Yamaha in the corners, which is enough to prove its strength, right?"

In the crowd, the man's voice came again, but this time not many people agreed, because the game had reached a fierce stage, and the two actually started fighting.

In the next few corners, the Ducati rider started to take action, and Liu Luoling couldn't help but laugh and cry.

Sure enough, what is really rare is not that a novice defeats a master, but that the master pretends to be a novice and then pretends to win with one move to defeat another novice. No matter how much Qin Chuan pretends to be the same, the habit of muscle memory cannot be changed.

With a flexible turn, Qin Chuan's movements became much more agile subconsciously.

It seemed that the man could always keep up with Qin Chuan, but in fact, he was always a little behind. Qin Chuan was so firmly in front of the man, running with ease.

"No, why do I feel that these two people are not at the same level of strength at all?"

Finally, someone in the audience raised a question. Judging from the operation, both of them are masters, but Qin Chuan can drive the Yamaha to stay in front of the Ducati, which is obviously better.

"Yes, I also noticed that this man seems to have made a lot of mistakes, but he is always in front of the Ducati. You must know that this is a Yamaha!"

The words of these people reached the ears of the man next door to Qin Chuan. The man gritted his teeth and accelerated the car.

However, the faster you rush the car, the more likely it is to make mistakes. In the next few corners, even though Qin Chuan had already filled the car with water, the distance behind him was still widening.

Finally, at the last corner at the end of the first lap, the man failed to control the braking force and fell directly.

"Fuck, I won't play anymore, I won't play anymore, I feel bad today."

Qin Chuan glanced at the man next to him and spread his hands. To be honest, he really didn't try his best and wasn't even serious.

The man went to buy five Haagen-Dazs, and then left with his companions. This competition did not put any pressure on Qin Chuan at all.

"Do you think we are being too cruel?"

Seeing more and more people gathering in front of KTM's booth, a few little guys were also heading over, Jiang Yue said as they walked.

"Fortunately, I felt that I had acted lightly. If there weren't so many people around, I would have absolutely tortured him for daring to talk to my wife."

Qin Chuan teased with a smile, then took a scoop of ice cream.

"Okay, okay, next time, I will torture him properly. Look at your jealous look."

Jiang Yue rolled her eyes, and Qin Chuan couldn't help but kiss Jiang Yue on the face in front of several children.

While talking, several people had already arrived at the ktm booth with ice cream in their arms. Before the car was unveiled, almost half of the people at the exhibition came here.

The chariot of China’s first motogp rider, this allure is very great for Chinese fans!

"We're about to see Qin Shen's chariot. I'm so excited!"

"Yes, yes, this is my first time to see a factory car up close!"

It was also an exhibition of factory cars, and there were half as many people on the Ducati side as there were on the KTM side, which made Qin Chuan very distressed.

Go see Ducati! Wouldn’t it be great to bring some traffic to Ducati?

As the crowd gathered, KTM's sales host also stepped forward. She was a female host and she was very beautiful.

Sure enough, these officials are very good at understanding the thoughts of these car fans.

"Welcome everyone to the KTM site. I'm very happy that you can come to the KTM booth. I know you are all waiting for the factory car, but don't be impatient. I will feast your eyes on it soon."

The female host whetted her appetite and talked a lot before the opening, most of which were about sales activities, promotions and the like.

This is also a common sales tactic.

"Brother, this can't be your car!"

It wasn't until the salesperson spoke for a long time that Qin Yao came over and whispered as if she had realized something.

"Then whose car do you think it is?"

Qin Chuan tapped her head gently. The little girl felt pain and stared at Qin Chuan fiercely.

Several others looked at the stage excitedly, with longing expressions on their faces. Because Zhang Liang was shorter, he even sat on Sun Shuze's shoulders to watch, full of brotherly love.

Finally the host finished speaking and it was time for the car to appear.

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time. Now let me unveil this factory car for everyone!"

Along with the cheers from the audience, several men in black suits followed the female host to the side of the car and grabbed a corner of the red cloth.

"Let's count down!"

"3......"

"2......"

"1......"

After three sounds, the passerby in front of Qin Chuan slipped and wiped off Qin Chuan's sunglasses on the back of his head...