Chapter 69 Tactical slots in the professional arena
When Yang Chen saw Wang Qianni being so excited, he teased: "What kind of nonsense are you talking about? If you don't know, you'd think we were doing something in a sports car."
Wang Qianni was not shy at all, and immediately asked: "Then do you want to try what it feels like to do something in the car?"
"Shut up, I'm afraid of you." Yang Chen replied.
Wang Qianni snorted and showed a proud smile.
It seemed that watching Yang Chen deflate, she felt an inexplicable pleasure in her heart.
Because there was a curve ahead, the other four cars all slowed down to varying degrees.
Just for fun, no need to risk your life.
If you get into an accident while turning at a speed of over 100 per hour, the car will definitely be destroyed and everyone will be killed.
Chen Lijun at the front also subconsciously slowed down. His GTR speed had already reached 150. If something happened to him, his family and friends could go to his house for dinner.
As Yang Chen repeatedly emphasized just now, whether it's fast on a straight road or not, who can't run if you put some gas on it?
Only fast corners are truly fast, and this is when skills are reflected.
Just listen to the roar of Lamborghini, and rush forward like a ferocious beast.
Wang Jun’s Audi RB was instantly left behind.
Wang Jun was shocked and said: "This kid is crazy! Don't you know there is a curve ahead?"
Curve?
Of course Yang Chen knew that there was a curve ahead, so he had to speed up.
There was still some distance before entering the bend. Yang Chen immediately used the handbrake and made the car rush into the bend along the sideline in advance. The car had already drifted before entering the bend.
Zhang Jun, who was driving an Audi R8 behind him, opened his eyes wide when he saw this scene.
"Holy shit! Does he have the skills that an online ride-hailing driver should have?" Zhang Jun sighed.
Wang Qianni felt that her body was about to be thrown out, so she quickly grabbed the seat and hugged her tightly.
"Yang Chen, you can still drift!" Wang Qianni shouted.
Yang Chen did not answer. At this time, the car had passed the curve. Yang Chen used a "carp tail swing" to make the car enter a straight line and continued to move forward at a speed of 150 kilometers per hour.
At this time, everyone who was staring at the computer screen at the starting point was stunned by the red dot trajectory representing Yang Chen's car.
"Holy crap! How did the Lamborghini pass just now? It doesn't look like it's slowing down!"
"Judging from the trajectory of the red dot, he clearly used a drift to pass the bend."
"Damn it! Didn't you say he was just an online ride-hailing driver? Why did he still drift around corners?"
"It's over! I just bet 1 million to buy Mr. Jun to win. Mr. Jun slowed down when he passed the corner. This guy didn't slow down and drifted past. Doesn't that mean that Mr. Jun may not be sure to win?"<
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Wang Zijun laughed loudly and said: "It doesn't matter, you can continue to buy now. I am a very easy-to-talk person. As long as you come up with money, you can still buy Yang Chen to win."
Just now they spent all their money to buy Chen Lijun to win, how can they still have money to buy Yang Chen to win now?
And they still feel that Chen Lijun is more likely to win, after all, he is a professional driver.
At this time, the red dot representing Yang Chen's car turned a perfect arc again, and then entered the straight road and quickly caught up with the Ferrari 458 driven by Li He.
"Whoops! Another drift!"
"Li He is about to be overtaken! Brother, hold on to this position, don't let him overtake!"
"Fuck! He didn't hold on to the third position and was overtaken by the Lamborghini! It's over, this guy has something!"
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At this time, Wang Qianni was already crazy, shouting at Yang Chen: "Yang Chen, you are so awesome! Go faster, I want you to go faster! Woohoo...yeah!"
"Didn't you say you can't scream? Be quiet, it's too noisy!" Yang Chen said.
Wang Qianni smiled and said: "You are so awesome, I can't help but want to scream. This kind of thing is all subconscious, how can I control it."
Why do I always feel something is wrong when I listen to her talk, but I can’t tell what is wrong.
There are still four corners. If you can't pass Chen Lijun, it will be too difficult to pass his modified GTR on the final straight.
The most terrible thing is that even if Yang Chen leads GTR into the final straight, there is no guarantee that he will win.
Because the modified GTR will definitely run faster than the Lamborghini on the straight.
Therefore, in order to ensure victory, Yang Chen must lead GTR for at least one corner to have a chance to win.
Yang Chen gave him a kick and rushed out again at a faster speed.
Wang Qianni felt an obvious push on her back and said quickly: "Brother, it's time to play again, don't do it so fast, I can't stand it anymore."
Yang Chen ignored her and had to pass McLaren at the next corner.
At this time, Chen Lijun, who was running first, ordered Zhou Yang, who was driving the McLaren, to block Yang Chen through the intercom.
Zhou Yang quickly followed the instructions, immediately slowed down, occupied the middle position of the lane and swayed left and right, not giving Yang Chen a chance to overtake.
For safety reasons, Yang Chen had to slow down and follow Zhou Yang into the curve.
If Yang Chen forcibly overtakes in a corner at this time, if he collides with Zhou Yang's McLaren, they will all be doomed.
To put it bluntly, Zhou Yang just saw Yang Chen and didn’t dare to defeat him.
Wang Qianni said angrily: "Zhou Yang, that bastard, he did it on purpose!"
There were less than 300 meters away from the next bend, Yang Chen reminded: "Hold on tight! There will be a big drift later!"
Wang Qianni was a little scared. She was no longer excited as before, and now her face was full of fear.
Zhou Yang in McLaren smiled and said: "Young Master Jun, you can run without worry, I will help you block him. If you win the race, remember to treat me."
Chen Lijun laughed loudly and said: "Good brother, don't worry. When you win the game later, I will let you kneel down and crawl under our crotches."
"Haha..." The two laughed.
Yang Chen has been constantly changing his lane in order to move McLaren's position away.
Just as we were about to enter the game, McLaren slowed down.
"Now!" Yang Chen muttered.
The Lamborghini turned sharply to the right as if to overtake from the right, and the McLaren quickly turned sharply to the right to block the overtaking route.
At this moment, Lamborghini suddenly turned left again, almost wiping McLaren's butt and turning to its left side. Then Yang Chen gave another kick of gas, shifted gears and rushed out.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Zhou Yang didn't even have a chance to react when he saw the Lamborghini pass him.
"Holy shit! This guy is too courageous! He's risking his life!" Zhou Yang said.
Chen Lijun quickly asked: "Hey! What's going on? Zhou Yang, how did you let him out?"
Zhou Yang quickly replied: "I can't stop him! This guy is so evil. I don't know why he got rid of me all of a sudden. Mr. Jun, I'm sorry, you can only rely on yourself now."
Chen Lijun said angrily: "Fuck! What can you do? But it doesn't matter. I am a professional driver and my car is better than his. There is no reason to lose to him!"
At this time, Yang Chen drifted past the third corner again and entered the straight without slowing down.
At this time, the distance between him and Chen Lijun was less than 10 meters, and GTR continued to maintain the lead with its super powerful engine.
Zhao Yufen, who was in the co-pilot, said: "Ajun, he's almost catching up, come on!"
Chen Lijun chuckled and said: "Don't worry. He can't catch up. I just press him and run. As long as I pass the last corner and enter the last two kilometers of straight, I can beat him with my eyes closed and my eyes open."
There is nothing wrong with Chen Lijun's tactics. As long as he does not give Yang Chen a chance to overtake, and the two sides enter the last two kilometers of straight sprint, his GTR will definitely win.
At this time, the starting point position.
Everyone stared at the computer screen and discussed.
"Lamborghini is always about 10 meters away from the GTR. What does this mean?"
"You still don't understand? The GTR is deliberately slowing down to prevent Lamborghini from overtaking. You can see that the red dot representing the GTR is swaying slightly from side to side, and you can tell that it is stuck on the runway. The Lamborghini behind it has no chance to overtake."
"Isn't this bastard Chen Lijun cheating? If his skills are not good enough, he will resort to such despicable means."
"This is also a type of tactic. In professional competitions, there are also tactics where teammates help to block the car behind."
"Brother Jun, don't make excuses not to admit defeat."
"Haha..."
Wang Zijun smiled disdainfully and said: "A bunch of little brats, when you, Brother Jun, and I were the second generation ancestors, you were still peeking at girls' eye patches in their shirts at school. How would I cheat for such a small amount of money? What if Lamborghini didn't win?
GTR, I will pay full compensation according to the order. Isn’t it clear that the winner has not yet been decided? You know that Lamborghini will definitely not be able to overtake?"
Wang Zijun refused to admit defeat, but he was worried in his heart.
After all, Chen Lijun is a half-assed professional driver, and his driving skills are nothing compared to ordinary people.
If Chen Lijun deliberately adopts this rogue tactic, Yang Chen is just an online ride-hailing driver, and it is impossible to solve this kind of problem that is difficult for professional drivers to solve.
"Brother, you must win! If you lose, my living expenses for the next year may not be enough. As long as you win, I will accept you as my brother-in-law. My sister is so beautiful, I will give you an advantage.
