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

After taking a look at the caller ID, Qin Chuan picked up the phone and went to the corner to answer it. The call was very short, but after hanging up, Qin Chuan's face became extremely ugly. For a while, he stood there without moving. This was an expression that could not be described in words.

Jiang Yue, who was sitting in his original position, seemed to realize something when he saw this expression. His hand shook unconsciously, and then he slowly hammered down.

She understood.

Not a good result.

"I'll go downstairs, you stay here."

Qin Chuan hung up the phone and walked back, trying his best to restrain his emotions and spoke softly.

"well."

Jiang Yue's voice trembled along with her hands, and she uttered the word "OK" with difficulty. Qin Chuan put away the expression in his eyes and patted Jiang Yue on the shoulder to comfort her.

Not to mention Jiang Yue, even he couldn't accept this.

Even though they just met at noon.

Just like that, Qin Chuan left the VIP transfer room halfway, under the gaze of everyone.

Seeing Qin Chuan's back, the atmosphere in the entire broadcast room seemed to become more solemn, as if everyone understood what was going on.

Sighs were heard everywhere, and some people slumped in their seats.

Qin Chuan was speechless as he sat in the elevator all the way.

Warren was gone, on the field, not because of driving style, but just luck.

He didn't know how to describe how he felt at the moment.

Unbearable, uncomfortable, regretful, and retreating.

All kinds of emotions flooded my mind.

This is something that is extremely unacceptable.

But this is the track, this is an extreme sport, and no matter how good the protection is, things like this will eventually happen.

Life...sometimes it really passes away so quickly. The person who was alive in front of you in the last second disappears in the next second.

Five minutes later, the long-dull live commentary sound once again spread to the entire track. This time, unlike before, it was the general commentary, a professional commentator from the national television station.

With a standard English accent, the magnetic voice is unusually deep at this moment, even with a hint of sadness.

The tone was suppressed and hoarse. Just by hearing the state of the voice, the fans in the entire stand seemed to suddenly realize something. There was a commotion and disbelief everywhere.

"Is this true? GP security is so high, it can't be possible."

"Please don't let anything happen. Damn it, Warren is only nineteen."

"Something happened, it must have happened, oh my god, how could this happen."

The commentator's voice became louder and louder, but the track became quieter and quieter, and finally fell into deathly silence.

"We are now in Portimao, Portugal, for the fourth round of the MotoGP World Grand Prix."

"Diniya Warren was involved in a multi-person accident in the Moto2 qualifying race just now."

'Unfortunately lost the battle'

"Our thoughts are with Diniya's family."

A low-pitched English speech was translated by Wei Ran in the most straightforward and almost literal way. After the words fell, bursts of crying were faintly heard in the stadium.

The injury and death of a driver has always been a taboo in GP. It is something the race organizers have tried their best to avoid from the beginning to the end, but it still happened unexpectedly.

Warren suffered multiple fractures and a broken spine.

Warren was sent to the hospital, and the leather jacket allowed him to hold on for an hour, but he was ultimately killed by death due to his severe injuries.

Qin Chuan, wearing a KTM race short-sleeved shirt and a baseball cap, walked out from the back of the P room. Other drivers from the GP group also came out at the same time. Although the GP group race had ended, not everyone chose to leave first.

Moto3, Moto2, and even the highest group MotoGP, almost all the riders gathered at the starting point.

They were all wearing team uniforms and baseball caps, and there was no smile on anyone's face.

Paddock staff, drivers, and reporters all gathered at the starting point, almost out in full force, with more than a thousand people.

There was no smile on everyone's face and everyone looked ugly.

At the starting point, Qin Chuan stood at the front of the crowd. Beside him were Peko, Martin, the Beast, and Ma Wang, who were ranked according to their ranking in the main race.

Ahead of them were the senior leaders of the tournament and Warren's chariot.

Warren's car was repaired by a mechanic, fitted with a new exterior, and pushed out to the front of the crowd, alongside the MotoGP trophy.

Warren's helmet was placed on the fuel tank of the racing car. The broken lens was replaced with a new one, which looked extremely bright in the sun.

After everyone had gathered, all the commentators in the commentary booth stood up, took off the headphones on their ears, and joined in the collective moment of silence.