The red racing car drove smoothly through the curve. He glanced coldly at the curve behind him in the rearview mirror and raised the corners of his lips slightly under his helmet.
Many drivers already have experience, but this is her first time running this track and she is quite satisfied with her cornering.
After the car completed the race, Leng Ran drove the car back into the maintenance station.
Pushing open the car door, she immediately took off her helmet, "The brakes are a little not smooth, I need to adjust them again...Also, adjust the height of the directional bend a little higher...More accurate front wheel positioning..."
The staff carefully wrote down her requirements and adjusted the car.
In racing, there are many factors that affect the game.
The car and the driver...are the key among the keys.
Having a good driver without a good car is like a rider without a horse that suits him. It is in vain.
The car was lifted up again and adjusted, and a man walked over to her and brought a pallet over.
"Eat something first!"
Hearing that familiar voice, he turned coldly.
Mo Fei was looking at her with a smile, holding a breakfast in his hand - a piece of white porridge, two plates of side dishes, and a plate of fried buns.
Seeing him, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then her face tensed up.
"Stingy guy, you left, why did you come back?"
"What are you talking about?" Mo Fei raised his eyebrows, "Where should I go?"
Leng Ran looked at the tray in his hand, "You left early in the morning just to buy breakfast?"
"Yes!" Mo Fei looked at the breakfast on the tray with a proud look on his face, "Let me tell you... this Chinese restaurant is very authentic. I only found it after searching on social media for a long time!"
Leng Ran frowned.
Just for a breakfast, how could he go to such great lengths?!
Originally, Leng Ran was still a little angry because he didn't reply to her text message, but now looking at the breakfast in front of her, she had already lost her temper.
Carrying breakfast and walking to the table to sit down, she looked sideways at him and said, "Let's eat together!"
Mo Fei shrugged and said, "No, I just finished your breakfast and I feel full now."
Looking at him sideways, he coldly brought breakfast to eat, then looked at the track outside, "How is it?"
"It's okay." Leng Ran shrugged.
Could Fei glance at the dark circles under her eyes and ask, "You didn't sleep well last night. Is your stomach still uncomfortable?"
Leng Ran shook his head gently, "Much better."
Looking at her eating, Mo Fei frowned slightly.
F1 racing is also a great test for the driver's physical strength. Her condition is obviously not good, which may affect the competition.
"I'm sorry, Xiaoxiao."
F1 racing is a comprehensive performance evaluation. She has performed well in the previous events, and her current ranking is very close to the first place. If this battle goes well, even if she is not the champion, she will be at least in the top three.
This is already an extraordinary achievement for a newcomer to F1.
What's more, she is a female driver.
You know, in previous F1 events, there are only a handful of female drivers.
If her game was affected because of him, she would never feel at ease.
"I...I just..."
"Normal physiological reaction of men." Leng Ran took over his words, raised her face and glanced at him, "Okay... don't mention this matter, remember to close the door next time you take a shower... That means sister, I have good concentration.
, be careful next time if a **** rapes you, then your virginity will be lost!"
