() "This is the feeling of being recognized." Momo leaned on the seat, sweat had soaked her back, but there was a hint of coolness and touch flowing into her heart.
Momo is indeed a little impatient, because the weather outside and the restraint of the falcon have affected her mood. If she hadn't been tougher than a normal girl, perhaps her faith would have been affected in this situation.
shake.
The strength that Lin Xu needs to feel is that she is still driving the Aurora desperately. As long as the two of them can persevere to the end, they can always see the dawn of victory. Because it is because of belief that the driver has a beginning...
....
"I won't be discouraged, Xu Feng." Momo connected her hands and feet in an orderly manner while turning. From the beginning of the competition to now, her performance has been extremely stable, and her handling of every corner detail has impressed others.
Therefore, just because she is a girl, we cannot assume that she is not suitable for this kind of intense racing...
The moment Momo held the steering wheel tightly, her palms were sweating. Her eyes were firmly fixed on the Evoque that was running at the front and had turned out of the corner. Some memories seemed to be rolling in her mind, making her whole body emit an odor that was more likely to be infected.
The courage of others.
...
Momo clearly remembers that when she was seventeen years old in real life, her academic performance was mediocre, and her parents could not see the slightest hope for her. Unlike other children, who had college aspirations.
Think about it, studying hard every day, at the last moment of the sprint to high school.
"Momo, you are a girl. You don't study hard and go to class seriously, but you go to fool around with your cousin. What does it look like?" She still clearly remembers that in the summer of that year, her father had a stern look on his face and a bit of regret in his voice.
Hold her.
She doesn't live up to expectations and doesn't have the temperament of a girl to stay home and stay at home. This is what my parents have always believed.
Momo stood in front of her father. She knew that no matter how she refuted, in their eyes, she would be a useless daughter who would always embarrass them.
Her cousin is three years older than her. He dropped out of school when he was in the second grade of high school. Now he is a driver in an underground racing club who continues to achieve good results. He gets a lot of bonuses every day for winning races.
When Momo felt that she didn't have much hope in studying, her cousin, who had always been close to her and whose parents didn't have much opinion at first, took her to watch a real underground car race.
I still remember the look of admiration on Momo’s face when she was a little worried, a little curious, and a little confused that so many young people were standing beside the starting line excitedly, excitedly cheering on the participating riders and their cousin.
What does racing look like? Momo stays on the TV watching this kind of sport, watching those racing on the track, but what's the point of competing for speed like this?
This was my cousin's twentieth race since his debut in underground racing. Momo stood next to the starting line. Under the care of his friends, he stood there silently and calmly, and was incompatible with these crazy guys...
...
When the race started, Momo thought she would be bored waiting for her cousin to come back, but she didn't expect that when she saw the car driven by her cousin rushing out of the starting line, her eyes widened.
It seems hard to forget such a breakthrough and explosive scene.
The start of the car made everyone around him cheer uncontrollably. The car driven by my cousin took the lead. The exciting sound of the engine and the exciting sense of speed suddenly pushed the atmosphere to the highest point.
Cousin's friends were shouting desperately to cheer him on, but Momo didn't know why, but it was difficult for her mind to drift away. She kept staring at the silhouette of the fast-running car, and there was one more thought in her heart, that is, her cousin must
Run faster and win the race!
Men and women, no matter what gender or character they are, at the source of their bodies are wildness and the desire to run.
"Woooooh——" Because the track was roundabout, when Momo stood at the starting line, her mind jumped with the car, and she saw her cousin driving his car seriously again, and she came back into sight.
At that time, the excitement in her heart was that she had been living a very depressed life and had nowhere to talk about it, and she was eager to try it out.
Drift, the drift shown at close range, Momo watched in surprise as her cousin used his superb skills to attract cheers and applause from everyone. Although it was a turning movement, it looked like a martial arts master, showing off his extreme skills.
Beautiful moves. In addition to the shocking skills themselves, there is also a convincing and enviable visual impact!
In fact, when going to watch a game, the main thing is to feel the sensory enjoyment brought by the speed, and the feeling of getting faster and faster, even making people's breathing a little uncomfortable, and lifting the heart...
And it was because of this game that Momo felt that although she was a girl, she had the urge to encourage and shout with the men around her. At first, she was a little reserved. After all, she had grown up and had few opportunities.
Yell.
But when the car driven by her cousin competed with the opponent's car to the end and rushed to the finish line, she felt that her throat could no longer seal the cry from deep inside.
"Come on! Cousin, first!!!"
The voice from that time still seems to be echoing in her ears. When Momo ignored her image and shouted loudly in the eyes of others with some astonishment, she fell in love with racing from that moment on. She fell in love with this sport that was difficult for others to understand. It seemed that
It's not a women's sport at all.
Later, she would always watch her cousin compete with others during her spare time on weekends. When she was free in the evening, she would even accompany her cousin to hone her driving skills.
It was precisely because of the constant contact during that period that she discovered that racing turned out to be such an interesting thing, injecting a dose of stimulants into her dull and boring life.
In addition to classes, she spent all her time at the racing track. She not only learned to drive from her cousin, but also simply practiced some driving skills that can be used in competitions.
Her cousin is not only someone who accompanies her to play racing, he is also her first teacher about racing in life. Because of racing, she feels very fulfilled and has found a different sense of excitement and fun.
Because of racing, in the eyes of her parents, she is a rebellious girl, and in the eyes of her peers, she is a fool.
But being obsessed with something is undoubtedly crazy!
"Cousin, in today's race, the opponent is a team from Shanghai?" Momo came to the racing venue early, looked at her cousin who was taking care of the car, and asked with a smile.
Her cousin is very young, three years older than her. He has always been cheerful, talking and laughing.
"Well, I heard that drivers from big places have won many long races and are difficult to deal with." My cousin scratched his head and replied with the same smile.
Momo looked at him believingly: "Cousin, you usually work so hard just to be able to stand out in underground competitions. Now it's the twenty-ninth game, and soon you will be unbeaten for thirty games."
"Yeah, I hope that professional club can do what they promised me." With a relaxed smile, my cousin remembered that he had been training so hard and taking on games during this period just to join a professional club.
, to become a legitimate driver. After all, life here is not visible to the public and is not recognized by the public.
Momo nodded. She knew that her cousin was under tremendous pressure. First of all, it was the disapproval of her family and the opinions of people around her. But after getting to know each other for more than half a year, she knew that her cousin had to do different things every day.
Exercise to increase your body's flexibility and coordination, and then continue to deepen your driving skills on the field.
Every day, he was so energetic that he would lie down in the car from exhaustion, covered in sweat, but with a satisfied expression on his face.
He is very hard-working and serious. In Momo's mind, he is a great hero and a man she truly admires.
His cousin told him that as long as he could play thirty consecutive games without losing to underground drivers from all over the world, he would be able to join the professional league and be active on the real stage. This was the goal he had always hoped for.
Looking at the back of her cousin who was busy preparing the car, Momo smiled, happy for him, happy for him.
The game started, and the opponent was an underground driver from Shanghai, who was somewhat famous in the circle. This was my cousin's twenty-ninth game, and there was a reason why he couldn't lose, so Momo was sweating.
It was precisely because of this game that it affected the lives of two people.
My cousin's car had a problem in the last half of the journey. When his car hit the wall of the track and the entire front of the car was deflated, Momo rushed to the track with tears in her eyes, regardless of the obstruction of people around her.
.
My cousin, who had always dreamed of being a professional driver, had to have his lower limbs removed due to a car accident in this significant race. Although he saved his life, he lost the meaning of his lifelong struggle.
"Cousin." In the ward, Momo couldn't imagine that the man who was silent and had empty eyes, as if he had lost his soul, was the man who was so passionate that his eyes would always light up when he saw a good sports car on the street.
's cousin.
My cousin lost his legs and his racing car...
But Momo chose to continue her cousin's dream in her own way.
"You are a girl, not suitable for playing games."
"A female driver? Haha, do you think this is something that girls can control?"
"Does a little girl know what racing is?"
Her racing talent was inferior to that of boys, not to mention girls. In a short period of time, she learned how to make the car drift and cut off the line during high-speed running, which are techniques used in competitions.
Then she completely gave up her studies and participated in underground competitions, and achieved good results, becoming a female driver in the underground driver circle that surprised many male drivers.
In other words, the only female driver.
She used her pride and stubbornness to prove that she had the courage and will not to lose to men, as well as her exquisite driving skills.
No matter what, she will never lose to a man.
"Cousin, I won again." Momo stood in front of her cousin and said to him excitedly.
My cousin didn't respond. He sat in a wheelchair and looked out the window expressionlessly.
"Why don't you speak?" Momo asked him.
It's been a long time. It's been a long time since my cousin chatted with her, made her happy, and talked about racing things like he did before. He wanted to be an expert who understood everything.
Now he is like a mute who keeps silent. No matter how much Momo wants to talk to him, he is still like this.
Momo continued: "Many people say I can't do it, because how can a woman win so many games in a row like you, and it's impossible for a professional league club to accept a female player."
"Cousin, I have been working hard, just like you, to hone my driving skills and compete with others. In fact, I am very afraid of getting into a car accident because deep down in my heart, I am afraid...
.But I still love racing, and I hope to find some shadow of you in the racing field and find those memories that make me happy..."
"I know cousin, you are feeling very uncomfortable and in pain right now, but I am not just doing this for myself, but also for you."
Momo sighed and smiled slightly: "Others say that my cousin is very powerful, but I can't be you, but I bring you on the track. I bring you with you in the race and pursuit that you haven't finished yet."
In a dull room, two people faced each other.
"How many games have you won?" Finally, my cousin spoke. He looked at Momo and made a sound.
Momo was very happy and replied: "Twenty-six."
The cousin was silent for a long time, and then said slowly: "For me, you must run down..." When his voice was hoarse, and a touch of hot tears fell from his eyes on his calm face.
Momo suddenly discovered that she and her cousin were willing to give up everything because of the same thing and pursue it bravely.
"Thank you."
Momo stood in front of her cousin, bent down and kissed his forehead, gently wiping away the tears.
