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

The car roared, Qin Chuan turned on the gas with his right hand, stuck the extreme car and drove out of the first turn. The car body shook wildly, turned over and then drove into the second turn.

All the movements are smooth and very standard.

After a few corners, Qin Chuan's speed in the first stage was refreshed, and his speed in the first stage had surpassed that of the horse king.

Ben Tian's p room was once in a state of tension because Horse King had just entered the tenth place and was just on the edge of entering a group. If he was squeezed out, it would be troublesome.

In the second section, he still surpassed the horse king, and then entered the third section, Qin Chuan's car was still accelerating, and the speed was very fast.

In the third section, he still surpassed the eight-time champion. Chief Bentian slowly exhaled a breath, and he knew that it was basically gone.

Even if Qin Chuan is not fast in the fourth segment and performs normally, his position is basically stable.

While sighing, it is also unimaginable that Qin Chuan has already made such rapid progress after so long. This speed of progress is unimaginable.

With Ma Wang leaving the team next year, the general manager of Bentian also has a subtle idea quietly born in his mind.

At the end of the fourth segment, Qin Chuan's lap time was released. Even though the horse king raised the lap speed a little higher, Qin Chuan still stuck on the edge and entered tenth. This also confirmed that Qin Chuan would basically be in the front. Twelve starts.

The practice session ended and the results were confirmed. The Chinese fans on the field cheered.

Qin Chuan became the first Chinese to enter the qualifying group in history. Of course, this record is nothing, but it is still worthy of celebration.

Only those who truly understand understand how difficult it is to advance from 0 to 1, from nothing to something.

On the field, Chinese car fans and Asian car fans were cheering. Qin Chuan waved to them in celebration, and then drove the car into the driving room.

Back in the P room, Qin Chuan breathed a sigh of relief after taking off his helmet. He was also under great pressure in this last lap.

If he wanted to hit the podium, he would have no chance if he didn't enter a group. Fortunately, he succeeded in the end.

After the game, Jiang Yue came over to give Qin Chuan a massage to relax, and Qin Chuan also took a rare nap with his eyes closed. After all, there was still a qualifying race to run in the afternoon.

MotoGP's physical fitness is fine for him, but the high level of mental stress is really stressful.

When it was close to meal time, Qin Chuan finally opened his eyes.

"Little girl, aren't you crying?" Qin Chuan touched Qin Yao's little head and said with a smile.

Even though Qin Yao is only more than a year younger than him, her mental maturity is different, which has something to do with the society in Qinchuan.

"Tch, you think I can only cry!" Qin Yao groaned, dissatisfied with Qin Chuan's hand movements, but still held Qin Chuan's hand distressedly and refused to let go.

Only by seeing it with her own eyes could she understand how difficult it was for her brother to get to this point with his own hands.

Just talking about that speed, even if he wasn't injured, it would hurt a lot if he fell.

"Go, brother will take you to eat delicious food."

Knowing that his sister was emo again, Qin Chuan rubbed her head to attract attention and whispered.

As soon as she heard about the delicious food, Qin Yao's eyes lit up and she regained her splendor. "Brother, is there anything delicious here?"

Qin Chuan rolled his eyes, just emo for a second. "Of course!"

Qin Chuan brought back the matter of eating.

The canteen of motogp can be said to be a very good place to eat. It is not difficult to bring Qin Yao in.

After eating and drinking, several people came out of the cafeteria to prepare for the afternoon game. The little girl's belly was bulging.

After coming out of the cafeteria, Qin Chuan secretly rejoiced. If he remembered correctly, there were local specialties in the last competition. Fortunately, this time the officials were careful and did not try to sell the specialties of Asan Kingdom.

Otherwise it would be really clean and hygienic!

What about Marsala and aloe vera juice? Qin Chuan really didn't dare to test the poison with his own body.

Officials are probably also worried that the riders will suffer from diarrhea.

In the first practice session in the afternoon, the two groups competed first, and the two fastest people were determined to compete with the next group. It was rare for Qin Chuan to have such a long rest time.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the second qualifying session started. One group took the field. Qin Chuan sat astride the car and looked at the blue and hot sky. The temperature in Asan Kingdom in the afternoon was still at 30 degrees Celsius, which was very hot. It seemed that tomorrow The expected rainy day for the main race will probably not come.

With a bang on the accelerator, the car drove out of the P room, and then started to accelerate crazily.

The competition between these twelve people will determine the starting position of the top twelve in tomorrow's race.

"Wei Ran, where do you think Qin Chuan's final position should be today!"

"I think it should be ninth!"

"Then I'll be bolder. I think it should be eighth!"

The racing cars roared wildly on the field. Ma Wang was squeezed out of his place by Qin Chuan and did not finish in the top two in the first qualifying session. He ultimately missed the second qualifying session and started in the thirteenth position.

This is also Qinchuan's tactic. The task is to fight and surpass the horse king, which is difficult.

But he took advantage of a loophole, that is, starting in front of the opponent actually counts as a win!

Twelve racing cars came to the track and lapped wildly. Qin Chuan was faster and faster. At this moment, Qin Chuan attracted everyone's attention. Qin Chuan took over the title of Light of Asia after Agui. .

In the end, Qin Chuan won the eighth starting position, and the second practice session ended.

Early the next morning, it started to rain lightly in the cloudless sky yesterday. Qin Chuan came outside to exercise. He felt carefully that the early morning alone was much colder than yesterday.

"The weather in this damn place is really weird."

Qin Chuan muttered, to be honest, he thought yesterday it would definitely not rain today.

In the morning, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the water level even reached four centimeters. This level of water must be impossible to race. At [-] noon, hundreds of thousands of fans and [-] drivers were still in the p room anxiously waiting for the rain to stop.

According to the regulations of the competition, the water level must drop to at least two centimeters before the competition can be played, so everyone was waiting. Qin Chuan studied the video of his qualifying race yesterday over and over again.

What he studied was not himself, but his opponent.

Hour after hour passed, and finally at two o'clock in the afternoon the rain finally subsided a lot, and the safety car came out to confirm that the race could go ahead.

All the drivers adjusted their cars and put on rain tires and drove out of the P room. Today's race is Qin Chuan's first GP show on a rainy day.

Although it was a rainy day, the opening ceremony still went on. Six fighter jets flew overhead with colorful smoke, and the etiquette team from Asan Kingdom appeared.

When it comes to riding motorcycles, it has to be Asanguo. Eighteen people were seated in one car, and they could still maintain balance on rainy days.

Qin Chuan secretly gave a thumbs up. He thought he could do the moves he saw at the Motorcycle Expo back then, but he really couldn't do this today.