Between life and death [unlimited]

Speaking of how Zhang Jian entered the living space, the specific reasons are a bit ridiculous, but also a bit sad.He died accidentally in a car accident.

It was mentioned before that Zhang Jian couldn't smoothly integrate into the local rich second generation in the capital after his family moved. Can't accept myself.

But people have a spirit of "don't hit the south wall and don't look back", so the more difficult it is, the more determined Zhang Jian is to try his best to blend in among those people, and he must make everyone look at him with admiration .

Therefore, when someone asked him to participate in a racing competition, Zhang Jian knew that his chance had come.

And like Jin Zhongzhe, Zhang Jian was born interested in racing. After his family got rich, he couldn't wait to spend every day in the racing field, and often participated in rally competitions, but most of them were amateur competitions.However, the group of cronies and friends asked him to participate in it, and the race that caused his death was a relatively professional rally race.

Although most of the participants in the competition are professional racers who have been engaged in racing, Zhang Jian finally broke through many obstacles and won the first place by virtue of his talent and the spirit of "a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers". record for that game.

When Zhang Jian got the grand prize and was about to go to the group of friends to celebrate, he was so excited when he heard those false blessings, and took off his helmet without any hassle.

But it was also joy and sorrow. Later, the group of second-generation ancestors encouraged Zhang Jian to race wildly on the wild track, but he didn't know what happened. The driving route suddenly deviated, and the car he was driving rushed onto the road and met a speeding truck. In the collision, Zhang Jian was too fast to get out of the way at that time, so after the two cars collided, he was thrown out of the cab directly and started a "free fall" movement in the air.

Naturally, because Zhang Jian was not protected by a helmet, he hit his head and swallowed his last breath on the spot.The occurrence of this accident can properly become a typical teaching material for failure to abide by the safety rules of racing cars.

"04" is a relatively basic event in track racing competitions. To put it bluntly, it is to see whose car takes the fastest time to run 400 meters.Originally, in 04, two cars were accelerating on a straight track, but Jin Zhongzhe felt that only the straight line was too boring, so he added a corner.

Zhang Jian saw that the configurations of the racing cars on the scene were almost the same, so he randomly picked a blue one, while Jin Zhongzhe picked his usual red one.

Zhang Jian sat in after putting on the racing suit, but when he saw that Jin Zhongzhe was not wearing a helmet according to the regulations, he couldn't help worrying like an old woman: "Zhongzhe, don't forget to wear the helmet!"

After hearing Zhang Jian's instructions, Jin Zhongzhe not only didn't listen to him, but even laughed at his tiptoe, "Dahui, it's just a small competition, there is no need to spend so much effort. Besides, I just closed the track here. The eyes can be opened all the way, so you should worry about yourself first! Don't be left behind by me~"

When Zhang Jian heard that his kindness was taken as a donkey's liver and lungs, he couldn't help but smacked his lips and said in a low voice: "You are really young... You usually drive irregularly, and when you cry for your father and mother..."

After complaining, he stopped meddling in his own business.Speaking of which, this was the first time Zhang Jian touched a real car after his death.

I believe that many people who have experienced car accidents will have different degrees of post-traumatic stress disorder after waking up, and Zhang Jian is no exception.

So after he came to the living space, he often dreamed about the scene before his death, and once again experienced the sense of despair of flying out of the car and staying in mid-air.

Zhang Jian was sitting in the racing car, with his left foot and right foot stepping on the brake and accelerator respectively, holding the steering wheel tightly with his hands wearing fireproof gloves. In fact, a lot of cold sweat had already emerged from the gloves.

He tried his best to control his emotions, to prevent himself from recalling the memories of his death that terrified him.

In fact, this time he also deliberately wanted to compete with Jin Zhongzhe. When he was still alive, he heard someone once said: "The way to overcome fear is to face fear directly!"

Zhang Jian also didn't want to let himself be so scared anymore, he didn't want to be tortured by nightmares every night, and he could only sleep until the early morning with the company of alcohol.

Alcohol is a good thing to numb the nerves, but he can also feel that he is gradually becoming addicted to it, and it will be difficult to fall asleep if he doesn't drink...

Thinking of this, Zhang Jian closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Sitting in the familiar racing car, he could clearly feel that his fear was slowly creeping in, gradually invading his limbs and bones.

Si Yufeng outside the car had already put on a wireless headset at this time, holding a black and white checkered flag in his hand, and found that Zhang Jian's posture holding the steering wheel was a little stiff, so he couldn't help but turn off the headset and asked concerned: "Zhang Jian, you... …Is it really possible?"

"Ho..."

Zhang Jian took a deep breath again and let out a foul breath. He knew that he would have to overcome the fear of driving sooner or later, so after doing a good job in mental construction, he turned around and nodded firmly to his friend Si Yufeng, "Well! Don't worry. Come on, Xiaofeng, I asked you to come here to give me confidence and strengthen my faith! Now I have a real friend by my side, and they have been encouraging me all the time, so what is this difficulty!"

He recalled the conversation between the two last night, and felt that compared to Si Yufeng, his own problem was nothing.So he said to Si Yufeng again: "Wait for me to show my real skills and crush these self-righteous brats! Now I'm waiting for you to start, I'm ready!"

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with Zhang Jian's condition, Si Yufeng quickly ran to the far end.After turning on the headset, he raised the black and white checkered flag in his hand. Seeing that both Jin Zhongzhe and Zhang Jian were ready, he immediately gave an order into the headset, "The competition starts now!"

As soon as the words fell, two racing cars, one red and one blue at the starting point, rushed out like arrows off the string. The huge roar of the professional racing engine shook the surrounding air violently and hummed continuously.

This race is a simple runway of "straight into the bend". First, there is a straight-line distance of about 300 meters, plus a hairpin bend with a very narrow radius, and the end point is tens of meters behind the bend.

For people like Zhang Jian and Jin Zhongzhe who often play racing cars, there is no skill in driving a car on a straight track. It can be said that the subsequent hairpin turn is the key to the outcome of this race.

After the start of the race, the speed of the two cars on the straight track was evenly matched, so the red car and the blue car entered this narrow and sharp hairpin corner almost side by side, and the race schedule also entered a white-hot stage.

Because Zhang Jian was deeply affected by PTSD, he did not fully enter the state when running a straight line, so he was slightly behind Jin Zhongzhe when he entered the corner. A little distance can be the cause of ultimate failure.

When racing in this kind of venue, the general driver will choose the more commonly used grip method aisle, so that the cornering speed can be maximized, and the grip of the tires can be exerted to the limit. Then you can let the car go through the shortest distance in the corner.

Therefore, Jin Zhongzhe, who often runs the field track, naturally used this traditional and practical method to prepare for this hairpin turn. When the car slowed down and just entered the turn, he found that he had left Zhang Jian behind.

The distance of the curve is very short, as long as there are no accidents on the way, Jin Zhongzhe is basically sure to win.

Because the wind brought by the super-fast speed of the racing car blew the broken hair around his ears, Jin Zhongzhe saw Zhang Jian who was left behind by him through the rearview mirror, and the corners of his mouth began to rise slightly, his heart was filled with the achievement of successfully crushing others the sense of conquest, and the conquest that comes with imminent victory.

Just when Jin Zhongzhe passed the center of the curve, which is the Apex point, and was about to lightly step on the accelerator and turn around to exit the curve, he found that Zhang Jian, who had just entered the curve, did not seem to play his cards according to the routine.

——Not only did he not slow down, but he even accelerated suddenly when entering the corner.And the blue racing car he was driving was also roaring continuously because of the excessive speed, like the roar of ancient giant beasts!

The rest of the people who stood around watching their race, some who knew the common sense of racing, were also confused by Zhang Jian's operation.

Generally speaking, pressing the accelerator to the bottom in a corner will easily cause the car body to drift, and the drift will cause the car to flick greatly, which is not conducive to the acceleration of the track car after cornering.

It can also be said that the technique of drifting looks more like a means of playing tricks, and it has no practical effect, so it is relatively tasteless, and professional track racers generally rarely use drifting to corner.

"Drifting when cornering is nothing more than showing off your skills. It seems that Dahui still hasn't realized what real racing skills are." Jin Zhongzhe thought so too.

But just after he complained about Zhang Jian in his heart, a miracle happened in front of everyone's eyes in the next second.

Although Zhang Jian's blue racing car flicked greatly due to drifting, it was also because his speed at the turn had not slowed down, and the hairpin turn was relatively narrow and sharp, so after Zhang Jian controlled the steering wheel, he Can use drift to turn around and turn easily.

Moreover, he squeezed out of the position beyond everyone's expectations and directly passed Jin Zhongzhe's car!

This wave of coquettish maneuvers left everyone present dumbfounded. Everyone watched Zhang Jian's blue car come from behind, and finally successfully blocked Jin Zhongzhe's red car.

The black and white checkered flag representing the end of the race was waved down, and the blue car driven by Zhang Jian and the red car driven by Jin Zhongzhe were like two shooting stars across the sky, rushing to the finish line one after another.

Si Yufeng's clear voice sounded in the headset, like the ding-dong sound of a stream that has just broken through the ice.He only heard his tone of congratulations and said: "This competition, congratulations to 'Zhang Dahui' for winning!"

I saw Jin Zhongzhe with an unbelievable face, and said angrily: "Ah, let's do it again, this is not my real level!!"

Zhang Jian responded immediately: "Yes. But, Zhongzhe, does the promise you just made to me still count?"

"You don't want to regret it, do you?"

"I will never go back on what I promised! However, I still want to do it again with you!" Jin Zhongzhe's heart was ignited with raging anger when his friend surpassed him.

Now he just wants to prove his achievements in racing, and he doesn't want to be inferior to others like this!

"Okay!" Zhang Jian also readily agreed.

Next, they had more than one competition.The red and blue cars spun round and round the field.

The sad thing is, no matter how many games, the result is still the same...

After Jin Zhongzhe got off the racing car on the last lap, he no longer expressed any objection, and now he admires his friend from the bottom of his heart, "Dahui, why didn't I notice it usually, you are so good!"

This compliment is purely heartfelt, and friendship between men is sometimes so strange.

Zhang Jian looked at Si Yufeng next to him, and smiled: "It's just a coincidence. It's also thanks to having your friends accompany me to practice."

The fiery sun hangs above the sky, and the reawakened young blood seems to be hotter than the sun, "You friends are the ultimate motivation for me to overcome difficulties!"