stand shoulder to shoulder

Some reporters also asked former Marcus driver Samli, "What do you think of Tao Li going to Marcus?"

The young man with blond hair and blue eyes was wearing a fiery red Wilson racing suit, sitting on a black swivel chair, and said directly: "I am very unhappy."

The reporters were a little surprised.

"One day I'm going to beat Taury, but I hope it's in a way that I get stronger, not that he gets weaker," Samri said.

"You think it's a very bad thing for him to go to Marcus. Do you think Marcus's car is much worse than Meteor?"

Samri thought of Marcus and rubbed his temples and said, "Marcus has a great engine too, the bad thing is the car—"

When Samley's agent heard this very leading question that could easily offend Marcus, he rushed forward to interrupt the interview.

·

At this time, Tao Li will change into Marcus's silver-gray racing suit, grab a complicatedly painted helmet with the number 18 in his arm, and stride to the P room.

There was a lot of noise in the paddock, but this sense of familiarity made Tao Li's impetuous mood gradually settle down.

Seeing the bright blue in a row of P rooms, Taoli walked quickly and went up the stairs. He saw many familiar faces and was about to say hello when he suddenly saw Berlusconi standing beside the blue racing car. stared at him blankly.

Following Berlusconi's line of sight, Taoli lowered his head and saw his silver-gray racing suit.

"Sorry." Tao Li rubbed his nose in embarrassment. "I went wrong."

Many people laughed, and Peter also said, "It's okay, we're still friends."

The proud Italian man looked away, and a sneer flashed across his razor-sharp face: "During the real competition, you are welcome to Meteor's P room."

There was once a racing driver who parked his car in the tire changing area of ​​his former club when he came into the pit to change tires, which caused laughter in the paddock and lost a few seconds of precious time.

Tao Li was said to have chills down his spine, Marcus didn't have time for him to make such a mistake, and then he had to be alert to himself from time to time.

Tao Li walked out of the front door of the Meteor P room, and found a large silver-gray place in the entire row of P rooms. He went straight in, and the boss Barron smiled at him: "Tao Li, are you sleeping well?"

Tao Li raised his signature hearty smile: "Very good."

"That's good. I have met many drivers who can't sleep well before the race. I am very happy that you don't have this trouble."

What Baron said was so true that Tao Li didn't know whether he was just saying it casually or really thought so.Anyway, when he was in Meteor, he still slept well.

Tao Li just smiled and didn't continue.

"Do you have confidence in this track in Azerbaijan?"

"of course."

During this period of time, in addition to running in with the new race engineer, Tao Li was getting familiar with Marcus's car handling in preparation for this race.

Tao Li thought he was well prepared.

And when he tested Marcus's car on the British track, Tao Li felt that the horsepower of this car was still very good, and he couldn't understand why Marcus couldn't earn too many points.

Today is the practice race, and he has nothing to worry about after finishing the real car practice.

After exchanging simple greetings with Barron, Tao Li started to walk towards his silver-gray racing car, and his eyes fell on the two of them inadvertently.

The two stood in front of Tauli's No. 18 car, wearing Marcus' silver-gray livery, arguing red-faced.

"Come on." Barron came over again, and said to Taoli, "Let me introduce you, these two are the mechanics responsible for the car tuning. This is Hardy, and this is Abner .”

Hardy with the bald head and tattoos, and Abner with the beer belly.

They heard the conversation between Barron and Tao Li, stopped arguing, and looked at Tao Li.

"Hi!" Tao Li waved his hand, with an innocent smile in his beautiful eyes. "It was a pleasure working with you."

Both Hardy and Abner came up to shake Tawley's hand.

Afterwards, Taulli picked up the gloves on the top of his car and began to put them on, while Hardy and Abner were still arguing about some words that Taulli could not understand.

Tao Li felt that this had nothing to do with him, so he adjusted his radio headset, and while chatting with the race engineer, he put on the fire mask, and then lowered his head, his confident young face was instantly covered by the helmet.

Finally, Tao Li sat in the cockpit, held the steering wheel, and felt that the podium was within reach. He squinted his eyes to meet the sunlight outside the P room, and said, "I'm ready, you can push me out."

The next second, a bald head swayed in front of Tao Li, making Tao Li's vision dim.

It was Hardy, and he said gruffly, "Taully, I think the brakes on this car are pretty badly tuned right now."

brakes?

The illiterate Tao Li was stunned, what and where?

At this moment, another man's voice came in: "It's obviously very good. There are so many right-angle corners on this track, so you should do as I say."

Tao Li looked for the source of the sound, and at his height in the cockpit, he saw a huge beer belly.

That's Abner, he said slowly, "And you've tuned the gearbox terribly, it's very likely that Taury's cylinder will explode, and he doesn't have many engines for you to consume."

gearbox?

Taoli was confused.

He hadn't heard these racing parts terms, but he had never cared.

When he was in Meteor, he only needed to get familiar with the track and discuss the pit stop strategy with the strategy team.During practice sessions, he is also involved in car tuning, but he only needs to give honest feedback on the problems encountered by the car.

What the team said - Berlusconi will naturally adjust the car to the most perfect and most suitable state.

"Then," Tao Li lifted up the helmet lens, blinking his thick eyelashes, "I can see my car first... I mean, the person who really decides my car tuning plan ,Where is it?"

Bald Hardy patted his chest: "Of course it's me."

Abner touched his five-month-old beer belly: "It's me."

Tao Li laughed a few times, asked again in a different way, and got the same answer again.

So, Tao Li closed his eyes, turned on the radio, and asked his race engineer in a low voice: "Who has a higher position, Hardy or Abner?"

"They're equals," the race engineer asked. "What's wrong?"

"They had a big disagreement about the car set-up."

"Oh, yes," said the race engineer over the radio, "we can all listen to it, and you decide how to tune it at the end."

Tali's eyes widened.

Daringly, he is the one who talks about the tuning plan of this car?

He can only drive!

The racing gloves with the Marcus logo and the "18" logo trembled slightly.

The bald Hardy asked Tao Li again: "Tao Li——"

Abner, with a beer belly, was not to be outdone: "Taully—"

Called Tao Li raised his hands high as a sign of surrender: "I'll run a few laps before making a decision."

·

In the first practice session, the new silver-gray 18 car made mistakes in the adjustment on this track, so that other teams warned their drivers to stay away from Marcus' car to avoid accidental damage to the car body.

After lunch, it's nap time.

Tao Li was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling in a daze, the voices of the two mechanics could be heard in his ears, the names of those racing car parts were smashed like stones, and Tao Li was full of stars.

When a new round of practice games started in the afternoon, the boss Barron saw Tao Li and said casually: "I must have slept well at noon, keep working hard."