After the poor daughter was exposed: bigwigs from all walks of life went crazy

As soon as Song Zheng came back from buying repair parts, he saw the young men in the team gathered together.

He thought someone had an accident while practicing driving, so he quickly put down the accessories in his hand and walked towards the crowd.

"coach!"

The team members headed by Lei Dong shouted with a respectful attitude.

Except for Wu Mingyuan, who was the new member of the team, the others came from different places all over the country, and most of them came from poor family conditions, but they all entered this industry because they were quite talented.

Because the Baituo brand has been discontinued for a long time, only an empty shell remains. Therefore, the affiliated team can only get very little sponsorship fee every year. If the coach had not found a way to keep it going, I am afraid it would have been disbanded long ago.

They don't know the coach's real name, nor do they know where he comes from, but the coach is like a reborn parent to them.

If they didn’t have a coach, these low-level drivers would have probably given up their dreams of becoming racing drivers long ago and gone their separate ways.

Although Baituo is now the lowest-ranking team in the country, they firmly believe that one day they will be able to revive its former glory!

"There's a little girl who said she can drift with the throttle, and she just got into Han Fei's car."

The one who spoke was Wu Mingyuan. He folded his arms and looked at the practice field leisurely, waiting to see Shen Shu make a fool of himself.

Except for Lei Dong and Han Fei, the others all looked like they were interested in watching the fun.

"Little girl?" Song Zhen frowned, his deep eyes filled with doubt.

Lei Dong was stunned for a moment, then explained, "He said he was here to see your coach, so I thought he was a family member, so I brought him in."

When Song Zhen heard the word "family members", his expression showed shock and confusion for a few moments.

Before everyone could think about it, they heard the sound of a racing car engine starting on the training ground, and they quickly focused their attention on Han Fei's car.

The moment he sat in the cockpit and touched the steering wheel, Shen Shu felt that all the blood vessels in his body were boiling and roaring again.

She was very familiar with this model of car, because in her previous life, when she practiced driving here for three years, she used these obsolete vehicles left behind after the fleet moved away.

These accessories, which were more than ten years behind those of other products, were repaired countless times by her mentor before she was able to learn throttle drift.

It sounds nice to call it a driving practice area, but in reality it is just a large empty concrete field. Not to mention the curves, even the most basic straight road is surrounded by red triangle stakes.

This kind of venue layout is extremely familiar, and it can be seen at a glance that it is the work of her mentor. Even with her eyes closed, she can run in it like a fish in water.

Shen Shu took a deep breath and slowly stepped on the accelerator. Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and space twisted and folded wildly, allowing her to see herself in her twenties in her previous life.

Same position, same cockpit, same soul, but no longer the same body and time and space.

The rusty racing car was like an arrow shot from a bow, and in the blink of an eye it arrived at a series of C-shaped bends arranged on the track.

"No way, this little girl is really good!"

"This is just the beginning, we can see what will happen."

"That's right, everyone can get started."

"..."

The team members had different opinions, all with questioning looks on their faces.

Han Fei looked at Shen Shu's high-speed running and swallowed nervously. This was his beloved car that he had just replaced with new parts! If it got hit, he would have nowhere to cry.

Lei Dong glanced at the coach's reaction calmly and found that he was not happy about the arrival of the family members, but instead looked confused.

Thinking of this, Lei Dong's heart suddenly tightened. Could it be that he had let in an outsider under the guise of looking for a coach?

What if the enemy team arranged someone to come and cause trouble...

Just as his thoughts were in a mess, his teammates who were watching suddenly burst into a series of deafening exclamations.

The moment Lei Dong followed the gaze of the crowd, his pupils suddenly contracted. His usually serious face was now replaced by excitement and surprise.

The old modified car suddenly accelerated in front of the series of bends, and turned into a trail of afterimage, drifting past the red triangle stakes beside the bend at a high speed.

"Throttle drift! Fuck, she actually knows how to throttle drift!"

"I must be dreaming. The quality of this drift is almost the same as the one our coach demonstrated!"

"I remember now! No wonder she looked so familiar when I first saw her."

"She is Shen Shu, the champion female racer of this year's Beijing race! I didn't expect her to be so young!"

The members of the Baituo team all felt their scalps tingling and looked at the car that stopped at the end of the bend as if it were a monster.

Han Fei opened his mouth, his jaw almost dropped to the ground. This... is this the speed his little shabby car can run at? !

Wu Mingyuan was petrified on the spot, remembering what he had just said about Shen Shu not being able to drive the car away, his face instantly turned red, and he tapped his toes on the ground in embarrassment, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Being able to learn throttle drift and achieve such high-quality completion requires not only a large amount of time accumulation, but also requires the racer to have extremely high talent to control the terrifying centrifugal force of flying almost close to the ground.

Coach Sun said that if he wanted to learn it completely, it would take at least four years. If he wanted to reach a high quality level, it would take at least five or six years.

How old is this girl? She looks no more than 15 or 16 years old.

Lei Dong's heart was trembling. He really couldn't imagine what kind of bloody storm she would stir up in the world of automobiles in the future.

The emotion in Song Zhen's eyes shook violently. He had seen the replay of the Beijing car race. Her running style was very similar to his when he was young.

Now that he observed it up close with his naked eyes, he found that it could no longer be described as just like, it was as if his younger self was sitting in the car and driving.

"then!"

Shen Shu walked down from the cockpit and threw the car keys in his hand in a parabola to Han Fei, who had been in shock for a long time.

The team members no longer had the same contemptuous look and attitude as before, and they all looked at her with admiration and awe.

When they saw Shen Shu walking towards Song Zhen, they all moved aside to make way for him.

"Master."

As soon as she spoke, the crowd fell silent. Everyone looked at Shen Shu and their coach in shock.

The titles of master and coach are two different concepts. Once a teacher, always a father. This saying is not nonsense.

The middle-aged man in front of her, who was just over forty years old, looked much younger than her mentor in her memory, who was over fifty years old and had gray hair.

This wonderful feeling of time going back can only be felt when you are in it, and the touch that comes from the soul.

Song Zhen looked at the strange girl in front of him, wanting to say something but not knowing where to start.

Suddenly, several unfriendly voices came from outside the door: "Cowards, have you chosen the candidates to compete with our Young Master Yan tomorrow?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, why did you lock the door? You can't find someone to cheat and break the contract, right?"