Chapter 212 He wants to take back the trophy for Gu Ci
Chapter 212 He wants to win the trophy for Gu Ci
Gu Ci kept a subtle yet awkward smile.
Gu Ziyu poked Jiang Junlin's chest and abdominal muscles and concluded, "I am a doctor and I have read a lot. Don't lie to me. I am very tough."
His uncle's figure is a standard male figure. What man wouldn't want his uncle's figure when he grows up? Gu Ziyu looked at Ji Xun's slender waist and said, "You look quite soft."
Jiang Junlin, "..."
Ji Xun, "..."
One large and one small, not on the same channel, but still able to chat happily without any embarrassment. Jiang Junlin was convinced!
Zhou Jinjin felt that he understood, and his toes were on the ground in embarrassment.
Zhang Qiang, who was at the door, kept an awkward but polite smile and looked at Chen Fei. Chen Fei didn't understand what they were talking about at all, and stood upright as a doorkeeper.
As the main game time gets closer and closer, the stadium becomes more and more lively, a large number of fans gather, and the heat waves come one after another, dissipating the coldness of winter.
There was fine snow falling in the sky.
"It's snowing for the first time..." Gu Ci looked at the fine snow falling in the sky and was a little worried about the condition of the track.
The weather has been good. Although it is winter, the sun is shining brightly and the wind is weak, which has little impact on the racing. Unexpectedly, it will start to snow, and the wind will gradually strengthen.
"Why is it snowing? The weather forecast says it won't snow until after Christmas." Gu Ziyu looked up at the weather, "Racing is very dependent on the environment."
Gu Ci said, "Ferrari drivers are very adaptable and are more comfortable with snow, desert and other environments than Lu Zhiyuan. Lu Zhiyuan's training venues have always been A City and Haicheng. I don't know how stable it is when I compete in the snow for the first time."
Gu Ci has studied the information of the most competitive drivers in this race and found that the entire Ferrari team performed better than the Dynasty team in extreme weather.
Historical data is also recorded.
Jiang Junlin looked at the worried Gu Ci and lowered his eyes.
"I hope this snow will come slower!"
I don’t know if I heard all the prayers, but this time the first snow was thin and melted when it fell. Apart from being a little wet on the runway, it had little impact, but the wind was gradually strengthening.
Pei Qiuying's eyes fell on their stand through the thin snow, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
Time passed by minute by second, and the main race began.
There were two drivers from Dynasty and three drivers from Ferrari competed for points in this final. Gu Ci was so nervous that her palms were sweating. She was not so nervous when she had her first surgery.
"Please, let Lu Zhiyuan win the championship. He will continue to win the championship. Xinnu must be a vegetarian for seven days." Zhou Jinjin clasped his hands together.
Everyone, "..."
Lu Zhiyuan started in P1, and Ferrari driver Taixi started in P2. They were in the same row. They were also the favorites to win the championship. The standings were very tight. Such a major competition was all about tactical coordination. Lu Zhiyuan and Taixi were both experienced.
Drivers also know how to cooperate with their teammates.
Lu Zhiyuan was sitting in the car. He knew which VIP stand Gu Ci was in. But he was sitting in the car and couldn't see Gu Ci. However, he gave a thumbs up in Gu Ci's direction. Gu Ci was in the stand. This was him.
On the battlefield, he wanted to bring back this championship trophy to Gu Ci to make up for the regret he had suffered in Lavis last time.
This scene happened to be caught on camera.
Gu Ci chuckled and said, "Lu Zhiyuan, come on, you can do it!"
In the first lap, Lu Zhiyuan took the advantage at the start, followed closely by Taixi. This year's Grand Prix ran a total of 69 laps. The first few laps were relatively easy. They jokingly called it a safe bet. After leaving the station, relying on their own advantages and abilities,
Seize your spot first.
All Lu Zhiyuan has to do is keep his number one position.
"Go, go, go..."
"How did they do this?" Gu Ci stood up. The driver of the Dynasty Racing Team, cooperating with Lu Zhiyuan, was knocked off the track. There was no illegal collision, and he understood the rules.
Zhou Jinjin was angry, "They went too far. They were knocked upside down. I hope everyone is okay."
Racing accidents are inevitable. The excitement and risks brought by high-speed sports coexist. No one can guarantee safety. By the tenth lap, the competition gradually becomes fierce, especially the lagging drivers who always want to hold on.
own position, and then safely overtake, they have no hope of winning the championship, finishing the race is their biggest goal.
Lu Zhiyuan and Taixi always maintained a slight advantage of one second. At the 12th lap, Lu Zhiyuan relied on his super skills to lead by two seconds.
Commentary, "Lu Zhiyuan is really stable today."
"His racing style is not as aggressive and calm as a 20-year-old racing driver at all. Tessie is also chasing closely. If he had to be so steady, there would be risks today."
"The stability of the dynasty is also very good."
"There are three Ferrari racing drivers, and Lu Zhiyuan is the only one left. One against three, no matter how you fight, just take a sip of Thai milk, and the championship will be one step away."
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In the stands, Gu Ci was also worried. The imperial dynasty's tactical cooperation failed. Lu Zhiyuan could only fight alone, one against three. It was too difficult. Gu Ci looked at the sports car in the snow.
"You can do it for sure."
Zhou Jinjin's goal depends on the cooperation of the Ferrari team, "They are such dogs, they really want to fight one against three."
All three Ferrari drivers were in the top ten. On the 20th lap, on the 2km straight lane, a Ferrari driver overtook and reached third place.
Lu Zhiyuan took the lead, followed by the two Ferrari drivers. When passing the corner, Taixi and the third driver exchanged positions. He went to third, and the driver went to second.
"What a dog!!!" Zhou Jinjin was angry, "They want to sacrifice the driver to hit Lu Zhiyuan."
As expected of Zhou Jinjin, who had watched so many racing games, God predicted that the driver would drift on the twenty-eighth lap, causing Lu Zhiyuan to make a mistake in the corner and run off the track.
It neither violates the rules nor delays his elimination of his opponent.
There was a burst of violent shouts and shouts from the audience, and they were so excited that they wanted to overturn the open-air venue.
Gu Ci, "Fuck!"
After Lu Zhiyuan rushed out of the track, with his stability and extraordinary calmness, he drove the out-of-control car back to the track, but he was already lagging behind and ranked fifth.
"Lu Zhiyuan, Lu Zhiyuan..." The audience cheered and shouted.
The commentators also gave Lu Zhiyuan a cold sweat. Lu Zhiyuan was in fifth place, and the three in front were all Ferrari drivers. The car had reached the 30th lap. Lu Zhiyuan wanted to overtake, and there was already little hope for a true one-on-three. The domestic audience was also disappointed.
Gonna give up.
This is the charm of racing. No one can be ranked first steadily. It is unexpected and exciting. No one knows what will happen. Everyone is a racing driver with superior strength.
Lu Zhiyuan was upset by the Ferrari driver and was very angry, but he quickly calmed down and prepared to overtake, but he found that the DRS failed and could not be turned on. Once the DRS failed, he could not overtake, and it was even difficult to defend. He could only be overtaken constantly, and
