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4850. Chapter 4850 Don't push your nose on your face

Just by listening to her words, he knew that she was no longer angry. Could it be that he felt relieved and the corners of his lips raised upwards.

"Don't worry, I will always keep it for you!"

Leng Ran's cheeks felt hot, and he immediately glared over, "Don't push your nose to your face!"

"Lorry (Leng Ran's English name)!" A staff member came over, "A reporter wants to interview you."

Leng Ran turned around and said, "Say thank you to him for me, and also tell him that I don't have time."

Counting today, there were only six days left, and she couldn't waste her precious time on boring things like interviews.

Leng Ran knew that since she joined this F1 event, there have been mixed reactions from outside.

Some people think that, as a woman, she is not suitable for such a high-intensity competition.

Some people think that she may become a monumental figure.

Many feminists want to turn her into a myth to inspire more female riders to enter this world dominated by men...

Leng Ran doesn't feel cold at all about these.

She just wants to drive a racing car and enjoy the feeling of speed, that's all.

She neither accepted interviews nor accepted any advertising invitations. Even the team used all her own money and did not accept any sponsorship, which also ensured that she could relieve a lot of pressure.

"The car has been adjusted." A staff member came over and informed.

"good."

Leng Ran swallowed the bun in his mouth, grabbed his helmet, walked over, and got into the car again.

As a newcomer, if she wants to achieve better results, she must work harder than those well-known racing cars.

This road, just like a race track, has no shortcuts.

Watching her drive the car out of the pit and onto the track, Mo Fei immediately turned around and walked to the monitoring screen to pay attention to her car.

Watching the screen, her car accelerated into the curve, and he felt nervous. Watching her smoothly pass the curve, he calmed down again, and then it was the next curve...

Seeing Leng Ran approaching the maintenance station again, Mo Fei immediately ran out and gave her an open bottle of water. While other staff were debugging the car, Leng Ran drank the water, and then rushed onto the track again.

Practice before the game is so boring.

Try again and again, adjust the car, then try again... over and over again.

After half a day of training, when Leng Ran got out of the car, his face was already a little pale.

Because she was in her menstrual period and she didn't sleep well last night, she was in really bad shape. Racing car driving was a physically demanding sport.

When the car was running fast, the temperature was very high, coupled with the heavy flame-retardant racing suit and helmet... Although the weather in France was already very cold at this time, when she got off the car, she was wearing a T-shirt

, were all soaked with sweat.

The staff helped her take off her racing suit. Mo Fei immediately put a thick blanket on her body, helped her onto a chair, and handed the brewed brown sugar water to her hand. He grabbed a towel and wiped her with it.

hair.

Help her blow dry her hair and carefully braid her long hair into a ponytail.

"Would you like to take some rest in the afternoon?"

Leng Ran breathed a sigh of relief, "I can't rest now."

"But you are in this state?" Mo Fei frowned, "If this continues, your body will not be able to bear it."

"I didn't sleep well yesterday. Just have a good night's sleep tonight." Leng Ran turned around and said, "Help me adjust the right rear wheel..."



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