God of Speed

The host raised his hand and waved: "Now, please invite three contestants to come on stage! Please!"

Liu Xin had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk onto the stage.Just now he hoped that the host would invite him to come on stage, but now he is unwilling to go on stage.This ambivalence naturally stems from his desire for recognition.

Although the results show the gap between him and Model and Chen Mo, they are just numbers, abstract numbers are not specific enough, and the audience's understanding of the gap between him and Model and Chen Mo is only a number. If they are on the same runway, The abstract numbers will become the vehicle distance, and the gap between yourself and them will be more intuitive.

But now he really couldn't help himself, Liu Xin bit the bullet and came on stage, standing with Chen Mo.

"Our staff is changing the two-lane track to three-lane. Please wait patiently. We will take this opportunity to interview the three of you." The reporter's soul awakened in the host's bones, and a guest reporter appeared on behalf of the audience. The reporters at the table said what they most wanted to say.

The host patted Liu Xin on the shoulder: "Although Liu Xin's score ranks third, we should see that the performance of the Ador he drives should be regarded as the worst among the three cars, and as Chen Mo left Sovereign We should also be tolerant of the young player who has been promoted to a seat, and we can't expect him to draw with the two great gods. Are you satisfied with your performance in today's game?"

Listening to the host's words, Liu Xin thought to himself, are you deliberately praising me or belittling me without leaving any trace?Liu Xin tried to smile and said, "I'm not particularly satisfied with my performance today, I think if I can have a better car, I can run better results. "

Liu Xin's words made the audience's hard-won goodwill drop again.Didn't Chen Mo drive a luxury car like a supersport from the very beginning?

Looking at the booing audience, Liu Xin felt very uncomfortable. Although it was very unpleasant, he couldn't show it too obviously because he was in full view. Liu Xin could only smile hard, his cheeks were stiff and sore.

The host put the microphone to Chen Mo's mouth: "Master Chen Mo, you ranked second in today's competition. This is the first time in the past three years that you have ranked first in domestic competitions other than international competitions such as Dakar. Second, how do you feel at the moment?"

"Thinking?" Chen Mo glanced at Li Mingqing who was sitting calmly drinking coffee in front of the rostrum surrounded by layers of staff, "The only feeling is that I will never let someone please me."

As soon as these words came out, the color on Liu Xin's face became even uglier.

And Li Mingqing put down his coffee, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his lips.This little guy is really tenacious and never gives up. It is this that makes him very satisfied, but his EQ is low. I have already told him that his feelings for him are not fake, so why can he still be as usual?Is it because he is too strong to withstand blows or because he doesn't care about his confession?

"It seems that Master Chen Mo is full of confidence." The host walked to Model, "Mr. Model, this is your first time participating in a domestic competition in our country. May I ask what reason you came here for the honor?"

Playing tricks, Model glanced at Li Mingqing and said coldly: "No one, just follow the boss's order."

After hitting a snag, the host was thick-skinned enough, so he didn't take it seriously, and continued: "Could you please comment on your strong opponent today, Chen Mo and his car supersport."

"The tilting of the body reduces the internal volume under certain circumstances, resulting in a reduction in bomb loading and a crowded space for the crew, but the tilted armor can have a higher chance of ricocheting."

"What?" The host's eyes were straightened. What does this, this, this have to do with bomb load and bounce rate?

Huang Xu turned his head and asked Mu Zixuan, "What is he talking about?"

Mu Zixuan shook his head to express his confusion.

The host persevered and asked: "You mainly run Formula 1 cars now, what is your opinion on this kind of straight-line acceleration?"

"Without concealment, it is easy to be exposed to the firepower of bombers and artillery. Never go up without reconnaissance. Compared with the exhaustion of being exposed to the enemy's eyes and only keeping moving forward, it is still a bit of a bend. The sheltered paths are much more pleasant!"

After receiving such an unclear answer again, the host scratched his head and continued to ask, "Do you have the confidence to win against Chen Mo?"

Model glanced at the host: "Even the Red Baron is blinded sometimes."

What is this with?Everyone except Inden Moyu was at a loss.Li Mingqing folded his hands on his chest, crossed his legs and looked at his friend Jian Aijiang on the stage and shook his head.

"Mu Zixuan, what is this man talking about?" Huang Xu tugged at the sleeve of Mu Zixuan's team uniform.

Mu Zixuan pushed his glasses and gave Huang Xu a popular science: "The Red Baron was the ace pilot of Germany in World War I. The British were frightened by the news. In 1917, he was blinded in one eye during the flight."

"Well, what Mo Mo means is that Chen Mo is very good, but no matter how good a driver is, there will be times when his horse stumbles." In Moyu, who just came to sit next to the two of them, stretched out his hand to them, "I am Mo Mo's leader Member Inden Moyu."

"Hello." Mu Zixuan shook hands with Inden Moyu.

"Hello!" Huang Xu raised his hands in salute.He is quite familiar with Model and Inmoyu, although he usually only pays attention to information related to domestic players, especially Chen Mo.

"My family, Momo, is a military geek. What he said at the beginning meant that he prefers a track with many curves to a straight track that can see the end at a glance." In Moyu explained for the two of them.

"Oh. Military nerd." Huang Xu nodded in admiration. The top ace player is actually a military nerd, which is indeed a surprising attribute.

The host who couldn't understand the essence of Model's words had to give up, turned to face the audience and said, "The runway has been divided into three lanes, and the Christmas tree is in place. Now, please take your place."

Model walked down the high platform first, followed by Chen Mo, and finally Liu Xin.Compared with Model's high-spirited and Chen Mo's firm steps, Liu Xin's steps are not so smooth and sticky.

The three of them sat in their respective cabs, adjusted the seat positions, and put on their helmets.

"The three drivers are ready, please get the starter ready!"

"Tuatara's 2.78-kilometer acceleration time is 443 seconds, and the top speed can reach [-] km/h. This limit speed is slightly faster than supersport, breaking the record of the world's fastest mass-produced car held by supersport, although this record of tuatara is not It has been recognized by the Guinness Book of the World, but we can still feel the horror of this super monster from the paper data of tuatara performance..." The host seized the time to compare the performance of the two cars, speaking very fast, with clear articulation, without any Inferior to a trained professional presenter.

During the presenter's introduction, the Christmas tree lights begin to change colors.

The audience in the auditorium stretched their necks, looking forward to this rare event.Many viewers even held up their binoculars.

"Of course, based on the data on paper, there is no suspense about who will be the champion of this competition, but the quality of the driver itself also plays a decisive role. We can see that the Christmas tree has begun to send out reminders. Who will win the competition? Is it tuatara or supersport?"

Looking worriedly at the signal lights on the Christmas tree, Huang Xu murmured, "Master forgot to tie his shoelaces."

"He will remember." Mu Zixuan comforted Huang Xu.

In Moyu leaned his arms on his knees, leaned forward, and held his cheeks with both hands: "This Chen Mo is also very cute, just like Mo Mo playing sex, he has obsessive-compulsive disorder."

As soon as Mu Zixuan finished speaking, the door of the supersport was pushed open, and a foot wearing racing boots protruded from the car.With his feet on the ground, Chen Mo bent over and tied his shoelaces carefully and slowly.

"Please pause the order!" The host quickly reminded the starter and opened a back door for the proprietress.

"Haha, remember to tie your shoelaces at a time like this, the master is indeed a master."

"Well, the bow is very delicately tied."

"Should this be called obsessive-compulsive disorder? Chen Mo seems to have to tie his shoelaces every time he gets in the car."

"Such a cute obsessive-compulsive disorder."

"Miss proprietress, cute!" The branch manager stood behind Li Mingqing and praised the lady proprietress vigorously.

It seems that my confession still left a little mark in his heart.Seeing Chen Mo who ignored the signal lights and bent over to tie his shoelaces carefully, Li Mingqing felt much better.He had never made such a small mistake, not even in his first rally.

On the surface, it seemed that he had been pressing down on Chen Mo, but in reality it was Li Mingqing who lost. Chen Mo's move of "Staying the same in response to all changes" has almost made him unable to hold back.There is a saying that the one who falls in love first is the loser, and he who holds the initiative is actually more passive than Chen Mo.

Just as Banban was tying two delicate bows, Chen Mo retracted his feet and put on his helmet again.

Liu Xin looked at the quietly parked supersport on the left. Through the car window, Chen Mo, who was wearing a helmet, was readjusting the seat.Looking at Chen Mo, who stood like a mountain standing on his way from the beginning of entering the karting world, and his calmness without panic even in the face of top international racers, Liu Xin felt great pressure. The hands on the steering wheel trembled slightly.

The signal light restarted the timing, and the moment the light came on, the three vehicles began to move.

Different from the blood-spitting scene when using a muscle car to run a straight-line acceleration race, there is no roar of the engine when the accelerator is pressed, no white mist and burnt smell of burnt tires, and no amazing scene such as raising the head and starting. The three vehicles accelerated extremely fast with low and powerful engine sounds.

When Liu Xin started, he was eager to win and under too much psychological pressure, so he started a little sluggishly. This sluggishness made him quickly fall behind. Less than a second after the start, he was already two cars behind.

The white tuatara and the orange-yellow supersport almost passed the front of the audience.

Because of anticipation, the audience stood up from their seats one after another. The two speed sports cars were like ships breaking through the waves, bringing crowds and cheers from both sides.

The numbers on the led Christmas tree change rapidly, and as the number of seconds increases, the speed increases rapidly.

The hand holding the steering wheel was a little numb from stabilizing the high-speed car body, Liu Xin gritted his teeth and tried to increase the speed of the car.No matter how hard Liu Xin tried, he could only follow behind tuatara and supersport nearly 30 meters behind.

Not only that, as the seconds jumped and the speed increased rapidly, the distance between him and Model and Chen Mo widened rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

damn it!Looking at the rear of the two cars from a distance, Liu Xin was extremely impatient but unable to change the situation.