formula superstar

On June 2033, 6, the sun was shining and the sky was blue.

When Yan Yitian traveled around the world for a year-long F1 race, Mo Fei also took Mo Yanji into the field of Ferrari small car China trials.

Although the kart track located in Jiading District of Shanghai is not comparable to the Shanghai International Circuit dedicated to formula racing, it is much larger than the practice track where Mo Fei and Mo Yanji first went.This is the national designated track for kart racing, equipped with international top technology everywhere, even the staff wear uniform Ferrari overalls, there are even a few blond blue-eyed Europeans and Americans quietly looking at something on the command and observation platform.

Although it is a suburb, the surrounding atmosphere is very warm.From time to time, the broadcast on the side played the precautions of the scene and so on.Several teenagers were still chasing and fighting with each other, talking about the racing suits of both sides.

Walking all the way through the gate, Mo Fei and Mo Yanji saw many equipment vehicles with different logos parked in the open space outside the stadium.They look like big trucks in appearance, but inside the spare parts are tuned karts, as well as various spare tires and parts, etc.There are a few cars of the same style and color, which obviously belong to the professional racing training institutions and schools; there are also small equipment cars that are alone in a corner, obviously participating in individual competitions; but few of them are like the Mo family and his son——

"Thank you, master, can you help me move this down together?"

Entering the arena, Mo Fei and the driver moved Mo Yanji's kart out of the rented pickup truck.There were already two spare rain tires lying under his feet, and a huge burden was being carried on his body, but there was a smile on his face.

This move immediately attracted the attention of most people in the venue——

Racing is not for the poor.

But it doesn't matter.Holding Mo Yanji tightly with one hand, and holding the application form slightly soaked in sweat with the other, he found a clean place in the arena to set up a temporary equipment base.

Because that minivan is so small, if it's full of race cars and parts, then they won't have a place to sleep tonight.

Could it be that these difficult situations have long been used to, but Mo Yanji doesn't care.Only Yan Qian—as one of the legal heirs of Yan's multinational group, to be honest, he has never experienced such hardship since he was a child.

But he didn't complain, he just squatted beside the kart, as if he was guarding something important.

"Look, the car hasn't even come out for the race, so I guess the car hasn't been set up at all."

Sure enough, the consequence of being so eye-catching is to attract ridicule from others.

This sentence was not very loud, but the people around did hear it, including the Mo family father and son and Yan Qian.The face of the pickup truck driver beside them changed slightly.

"I said, Xiaofei, have you really not repaired your car?"

"It's been fixed. We have car repairers here." Mo Fei opened his throat unknowingly, "Hey, it's that handsome guy, he is the technician in our team."

Can the three of you be called a team... Although the driver uncle wanted to say that, but now he wanted to question that young man who barely changed his posture while squatting beside the car.

Just in high school, right?Can repair cars?The car won't break up halfway through, will it?

As he was looking at it, he saw the boy standing up.

Yan Qian flicked his big cat eyes and looked around.While pushing Mo Yanji's racing car into the field, he said to Mo Yanji, "That black car, please pay attention during the practice race. Its front wheel is deviated, and if it is not corrected when turning, it will cause an accident. If you don't want to be killed, stay away from it..."

"Whose car are you talking about?!"

Suddenly, the tongue-twisting young man rushed over and stopped in front of Mo Yanji and the others.The named black racing car was his car.

This child looked two or three years older than Mo Yanji, with a domineering look on his brows.

"My car was tuned by my father himself!"

Yan Qian looked at him and suddenly smiled, "Oh, yes. Can we go then?"

"You!" The neglected boy was angry for a while, and was about to rush forward to argue, but was grabbed by his sleeve.

Mo Yanji had been watching with cold eyes, until now his eyes lit up—"Car No. 4..."

The person's face darkened, "Yes, it's me. But I'm not called No. 4 car. The day I met you was just practicing driving the No. 4 car. My name is Ou Ling."

The one who stopped them was the driver of the No. 4 car that Mo Yanji had won many times a month ago.His face is not outstanding, but his voice is very pleasant, like a clear spring in the bamboo, faint, but resounding.So Mo Yanji recognized him immediately.

"Car No. 4, you also come to participate?"

"Well, I came with the school." After a pause, "Also, I don't call No. 4 car..."

"Kids in car No. 4, I'll leave it to you here. We have to submit the form and then enter the maintenance inspection area. Our family is looking forward to the race with you..."

Could it be that he followed up belatedly, led Mo Yanji and walked forward.Obviously I don't want to be the target of public criticism before the start of the game, but unfortunately——

"How many times have I told you, I don't call car No. 4..."

Before he finished complaining, he saw Mo Yanji looking back, his eyes sparkling brightly, "This time, I will definitely surpass you!"

At that moment, everyone in the outfield turned their heads.When I looked again, there was only the early summer breeze blowing by my ears, and only a few faint figures stepped steadily on the cement road step by step, and then gradually disappeared from sight.

Such an outstanding person, such a natural flying attitude...

"Hey! Ou Ling, why are you stopping me?!" The quarrel over there began to spread.

"Ou Ling, do you know them?" The team captain teacher from their school walked beside them.He stroked his stubbled chin thoughtfully.

"I met once..." Ou Ling said, put another boy on the shoulder, and said seriously, "Don't underestimate them. Also, please ask the captain to check your car again, genius technician Yan Qian's words can never go wrong..."

Immediately, the people around who stretched out their ears were stunned when they heard the words——

Even Yan Yitian's nephew can be invited... Who are they?A face that has never been seen before, could it be the dark horse of this game?

But when Mo Yanji and the others, who didn't know the situation, put the car in the maintenance area belonging to their team, the sun was already high.The first round of practice is about to begin!

"What will be held now is the practice session of the Ferrari China Small Car Junior Selection Competition. Please get ready. Enter the track in order according to the car number in 5 minutes. Broadcast it again, please..."

"How is it?" Mo Fei asked Yan Qian who was doing a final inspection of the vehicle.

"OK!" Yan Qian straightened up and told Mo Yanji, "This time is no different from the last practice session. The cars here are all 80cc, and the speed is much faster than the 50cc. Pay attention. But you should I've practiced it before, it's not a big problem..."

"Wait..." Mo Fei suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth, "This...is different from the previous one? Need...practice?"

Yan Qian who heard the words also twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling a bad premonition——

"That's right. Didn't you read the precautions at the back of the registration form? Don't tell me, you haven't practiced it before, just play for real as soon as you come up..."

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Mo Yanji, who was the only one beside him, said calmly and took it for granted.

"The first round of practice has officially started. Please enter the track with the top [-] car numbers. The top [-] of the practice will be qualified for the preliminaries..."

A total of [-] registration forms were flown in from all over the country for this selection competition.Because of the large number of people, the organizer chose the elimination system.The practice match is divided into two groups, each with [-] contestants.The bottom ten with slower lap times will be eliminated and lose the preliminaries qualification.The forty contestants in the preliminaries will be eliminated again, and the last ten will lose their qualifications for this competition.

In the end, there were only [-] people who could participate in tomorrow's competition.

It can be said that the competition is quite fierce.All the contestants had already geared up beforehand, only the Mo family father and son were so dull that they had never even practiced!

Yan Qian has only seen such a situation where he is serious as soon as he plays, and that is in his uncle Yan Yitian's first game after he ran away from home.No practice due to lack of funds, but he still won the first place in that race!That's also because he has a lot of game experience before.

And what about Mo Yanji?No competition experience, no practice experience yet!Otherwise, hurry up and pack your luggage and get ready to go home, right?

While considering the feasibility of this plan, Mo Fei over there has already pushed Mo Yanji into the preliminary track.

"Yanji, listen, if you think the speed is too fast, don't force it."

Put the helmet on for his son, Mo Fei instructed beside Mo Yanji.

Mo Yanji didn't speak, but just nodded.Can't see the expression clearly.

The voice of the commentator came from the loudspeaker at the scene——

"Okay, now we can see that the 10 contestants in the first group have all started smoothly! In the first [-] minutes, they will try their best to run the best lap time! There are only [-] places! Come on everyone ah!"

"Ah! Yanji!"

As soon as he entered the runway, Mo Yanji really felt the difference.With a slight push on the accelerator, the car leaps into the track as if uncontrollably.The lateral traction seems to have doubled!

Seeing the car passing him from behind, Mo Yanji stepped hard, and the sound of fierce friction of the tires circled harshly!The instant acceleration caused Mo Yanji's car to rush out like a wild horse running wild!I'm about to hit the car in front of me!

brake!

"What's wrong with that No. 16 car? Is the car not set properly? Oh my god, it ran like a leapfrog, rushed out all of a sudden, and then stopped all of a sudden! The state is really bad, if it continues like this You will be eliminated!"

The commentator's beating words echoed throughout the arena.

Could it be that there is no reaction yet, but Yan Qian's veins on the side are exposed—"Who did he say is wrong with the settings?!"

"Ou Ling, are you sure that No. 16 car has passed you?"

"Ah."

"You were the champion of the B-class youth group of the national small car race last year. But now the number 16..." The bearded man couldn't help frowning.

Ou Ling, who was watching the battle, was also slightly puzzled.Was it just a coincidence that day?

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Mo Yanji: My leader is gone!

Murphy: Son!kill them!

Yan Qian: ...don't be killed by them.Your first time is mine.