Could You Not Tease Me?

Hunter turned his face unhurriedly, and saw Winston in racing suit.

"Is your practice session over?"

"The first round of practice is over, and there will be a second round at 02:30." Winston lowered his eyes, raised his chin, and looked at the cigarette between Hunter's knuckles.

"You bring some yourself... Wait, do you smoke?"

"not much."

"I really can't imagine you smoking in my dreams."

"You can see it now."

Hunter was squatting on the side of the road, and Winston was sitting beside him.

Ruffian and aristocrat—this is what came to Hunter's mind.

"I only have one cigarette." Hunter squinted at each other.

It stands to reason that Winston is willing to be his friend, and he should be flattered and give everything.

But for Hunter, regardless of whether the other party is a genius or because he is a good-for-nothing, "friends" have no status, and he is equal in front of Winston. Will not put his face on it.

"So you've smoked half of it, I'll just say one puff."

Winston's voice was still cool, and there was no extra expression on his face.

It seems to say, "I didn't ask you for the whole cigarette, which is already the greatest kindness to you".

So unhappy!

However, apart from girls, good things should be shared among friends.Although cigarettes are definitely not a good thing.

"Okay, I'll give you a breath."

Hunter turned around, held the cigarette between his index finger and thumb, and handed it in the direction of the other party.

He originally thought that the other party would take off his racing gloves and reach out to catch it, but he didn't expect that Winston's hand was still on his side, and he just leaned towards Hunter, turning his face sideways.

At that moment, Hunter had the illusion that the other party was about to kiss him.

His lips parted slightly, and he sucked the cigarette, and Hunter's fingertips seemed to be sucked by the other party.

He touched the cigarette with the tip of his tongue, and that subtle force was also transmitted to Hunter's fingertips.

In an instant, Hunter almost dropped the cigarette.

He really just took a puff, and the smoke ring he exhaled had an extremely gentle gesture.

Also as a man... Hunter must admit that this man is very sexy.

"Are you familiar with the Gilles Villeneuve circuit?" Winston asked.

"I have imagined it countless times in my mind, and I have simulated it on the simulator. Have you participated in the Grand Prix for three years? So this track should have been run three times? I don't have as much experience as you." Hunter squeezed his eyes and laughed .

"Then close your eyes now and imagine that you are parked at the start of the race at the Circuit Gilles Villeneuve."

"Huh?" Hunter just wanted to express his doubts, but Winston's cold gaze swept over him. The feeling of being able to control people without a single word is very bad.

But Hunter subconsciously closed his eyes.

There is no way, this guy will have a game soon, if I don't follow him, if it affects his mood in the game, can you blame him?

"The lap length of this track is about 20 kilometers. There are 40 laps in total. If you want to get in the top eight and get points, my suggestion is to adopt a two-stop strategy. Three stops is a waste of time for you. .If you can maintain a ranking of about 6 in the first fifteen laps, then perform a stop on the No.[-] lap. Wait until the No.[-] lap and you can break into the top ten, and perform a second stop before the lap. Stop. The goal is to get eighth to No.[-]."

There was a tinge of determination in Winston's voice.

Hunter was about to open his eyes to say something, but Winston stretched out his arms to cover his eyes.

"I didn't tell you to open your eyes."

"Okay, okay!" Hunter raised his hands in surrender.

"The first corner at the beginning of the track, slow down in second gear, and then slow down through the hairpin. This position is the focus of your de-siege. If you can stand out, anything is possible. Accelerate before entering the third corner , and then slow down for the corner. This position is a good place for overtaking, if you are confident, you can compete wheel-to-wheel with the driver in front of you. Be careful not to be knocked off the flank."

Hunter's ears seemed to be filled with the sound of a shocking engine, the wind was whistling, and his thoughts were racing wildly.

"Now that you've accelerated through turns four and five, it's a challenge. It's a tight left turn, and you have to get down to 85 from the previous high speed."

Hunter's vision became clearer and clearer, and Winston's voice both woke him up and started his endless imagination.

"The straight line after exiting the hairpin corner, the speed can exceed [-]. This is a crucial overtaking section. No matter who the opponent is in front of you, you will take his position."

"Winston! My God! You are here!" Assistant Annie's voice sounded, "The second round of free practice is about to begin!"

"Yeah." He stood up.

Hunter also stood up.

"I want to take another breath." Winston leaned in Hunter's direction.

His eyes were very close to him, seemingly quiet but silent waves were brewing.

Hunter smacked his cigarette and brought it to Winston's lips in a mysterious way. He clearly saw the tip of his tongue between his lips and felt the slight force when he smoked.

"Thank you." Hunter said to Winston's back.

Thank you for giving me my first taste of what it's like to drive a car on the Circuit Gilles Villeneuve.

At the end of the third practice session, Hunter followed the team back to the hotel.

The team started the technical meeting, and the focus was still on McGrady and Luke's game strategy.

Listening to these, Hunter just yawned.As soon as he closed his eyes, what he repeatedly recalled in his mind was Winston's track analysis.

I really want to try it...

When this thought crossed Hunter's mind, he froze slightly.

He used to love the feeling of driving a race car.In the karting competition, he feels that every race is very fresh... So many Formula Renault and karting drivers are eager to enter the Formula One competition, including himself.

But why did he not have any desire to win when he really came in?

"Hunter! Hunter, what are you thinking?" The chief technology officer looked over, with obvious dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Probably for the whole team, he is a problem child.The team failed to execute the team's strategy perfectly in the three races, and McGrady, who was also involved, was blocked from the top eight by Duchovny.

"He's wondering if he can go back to driving karts after he's kicked out by the team!" McGrady looked at him with undisguised disdain.

"Hey—McGrady, do you have a crush on me?" Hunter asked with his eyes wide open.

"I have a crush on you? You're out of your mind!"

"Then how do you know my thoughts so well?"

McGrady rolled his eyes to the sky, and he realized that it was useless to humiliate this guy, because his skin was too thick.

Mr. Marcus shook his head and sighed.

Teammate Luke patted Hunter on the shoulder and comforted him, "Don't be like this, maybe you will play in the next game?"

"Thanks. Don't curse yourself either."

Unless Luke ranks after No.15 in this race, the team probably won't replace him again.

Qualifying is about to start, and the whole team is busy, only Hunter is holding his mobile phone to play match [-] games wherever he goes.

Maybe he really thinks about it, if he quits F1, what should he do.He has not won any points, no matter how weak the team is, he will not sign him.Even if he went back to go kart racing, the people who mocked him would probably say something worse than McGrady.

It's just... just like this, are you really willing?

However, what if you are not reconciled?No one expected anything from him anyway.

Suddenly, he bumped into someone.Hunter staggered back a small step, but the other party was as steady as a rock and didn't even shake.

The phone fell, and the other party's reaction was quick, and Hunter easily caught the phone.

"Are you still playing this?"

"Huh?" Hunter looked up and met a pair of calm eyes.

It's Winston.

"Yeah, this is fun." Hunter smiled and put the phone back.

"You are very fond of many things."

"what?"

"You can play this game for five years."

"Ah? How do you know?"

On the contrary, Hunter felt that he was passionate about everything for 3 minutes.

But Winston did not intend to continue discussing Xiaoxiaole.

"In qualifying for a while, don't worry too much about the remaining sets of tires, and try to get a front row." Winston said.

"You... you should know, right? I didn't participate in the practice race. The drivers our team sent for this race are McGrady and Luke..."

"Hunter, do you want to quit F1?" Winston asked.

Hunter paused, then shrugged his shoulders, and said in a nonchalant tone: "Otherwise? I didn't finish in the top [-] in three races. In the following races, the team should focus on Luke. , I won't have a chance. After this year, the Marcus team will not renew my contract, and no other team will want me. Can you convince Ferrari to sign me?"

"A Ferrari isn't good enough for you," said Winston.

Hunter looked into his eyes, seemingly without emotion, but too much was brewing, too deep to be predictable.

He didn't understand why Winston could look at him with such eyes when there were so many meaningful things in this world.

"So...what can be worthy of me?" Hunter smiled and hit Winston with his fist, "Okay, okay, I know we only became friends a few days ago, you will feel... you are going to lose me , but don't worry, as long as you are still on the track for a day, I will cheer for you in my heart."

"You'll have the best team. The best power unit design team and suspension engineers, know your strategy analysts. That's the team that matches you."

Obviously what he said was just words of consolation, but Hunter felt that such an incredible team was right in front of him.

"Thank you."

At this moment, Mr. Marcus shouted from behind Hunter: "Hunter—Hunter! Where did you go again?"

"Huh?" Hunter turned around.

Marcus had an anxious expression on his face, and when he saw Winston behind Hunter, he was slightly taken aback.

Winston simply nodded his head, which was regarded as a greeting.

"Get ready for me! Go to the qualifying match right away!"

The author has something to say: Salted egg time:

Hunter: My favorite is to have a cigarette before the game, to refresh my mind!And you?

Winston: What I like best is to put my arm around you afterwards and have a cigarette with you.

Hunter: Huh?

Winston: But I guess you won't wake up.