Fairytale Shelf Life [MTL]

Ch 9

Chapter 09

Song Zhi finally decided to start with Zhou Yichan's father.

Zhou Yan is so active in lobbying his daughter to watch the F1 race car, and Zhou's family is also engaged in the automobile-related industry, so there must be a way to meet the racers.

And meeting the drivers at the race scene is undoubtedly the most natural way to not show any traces. Tomorrow is the main race, so it should not be too late. Song Zhi wanted to call Zhou Yan immediately, but she gave up after typing in the number.

In the middle of the night, it was strange that she suddenly appointed to see Chen Yan.

This moment is not a good time, Song Zhi put down his phone again, and decided to just bring it up while watching the racing in the arena.

The next day, the three of them all got up early in the morning with their own thoughts.

Song Zhi had a hard time with the suitcase full of skirts. She wanted to wear casual clothes to watch the game, but Zhou Yichan loved skirts, so she put on tennis clothes and went out after picking and choosing.

When she arrived at the hotel lobby, she looked past Zhou Yan, who was dressed casually, and landed on Jiang Shuyue. Compared to when she ran into Chen Yan yesterday, the girl expressed her admiration more directly today - she directly wore the uniform of Chen Yan's F2 team.

In fact, the F2 formula is not popular, that is to say, Chen Yan's talent is so handsome and he is an Asian talent, which will attract widespread attention.

Many of Chen Yan's fans agree that he has one foot into the giant F1 team Ferrari, and fans wear Ferrari uniforms. There are very few people like Jiang Shuyue who have worked so hard to find F2 team uniforms. .

Song Zhi looked at the past unconsciously with more searching eyes.

And Jiang Shuyue seemed to be guilty of being seen by her, avoiding the staring eyes, went straight to hold her hand and said, "Let's set off quickly, we should still see the drivers entering the paddock by now!" Song Zhi

followed She pulled and walked out only to find that the sky was dark and heavy, as if it was about to rain heavily in an instant.

Zhou Yan is no longer silent all the way today, but from time to time popularizes some knowledge about F1 racing to the two girls. Jiang Shuyue had obviously done her homework earlier, and had a pleasant conversation with Zhou Yan the whole time, but Song Zhi was thinking about how to meet Chen Yan later, a little absent-minded and reticent.

It wasn't until he reached the outside of the paddock that Song Zhi's thoughts were pulled back.

Zhou Yanli stood beside her and asked, "Xiaochan, do you want to buy a raincoat and a hat from the F1 team?"

Song Zhi was slightly stunned, looking at the man in surprise, "I thought it was an indoor ticket?"

According to the strategy I checked last night In addition to ordinary grandstand tickets, there are also VIP tickets located in the paddock at the F1 racing site. There is a protective barbed wire fence between the grandstand tickets and the track, and the VIP private room is in the track paddock, adjacent to the station preparation area of ​​each team. Not to mention the delicious food and drink in the VIP private room, the view is superb, and you can also visit the teams before the start of the race, and even have close contact with those predators in the circle who only appeared in magazines and documentaries.

Song Zhi also planned that if he met Chen Yan in room P, he would take the opportunity to propose to Zhou Yan to meet him alone. Besides, with Zhou Yan's worth, it doesn't make sense to go to the stage on such a rainy day.

Facing her daughter's doubts, Zhou Yan smiled and did not answer, just said: "You will understand when the competition starts."

Song Zhi was willing to buy a raincoat, but Zhou Yichan presumably felt that the raincoat would spoil the scenery, so she finally picked one Ferrari's red jacket and a baseball cap. They are all fiery red colors, which fit well with the fast and furious atmosphere.

Zhou Yan just took a black hat casually, and then the father and daughter stood side by side, silently facing each other, quietly waiting for Jiang Shuyue, who kept looking for photos of F1 racers.

About ten minutes later, the sky really started to drizzle, and the three of them walked into the viewing area.

The ticket Zhou Yan bought happened to be at a sharp bend, where he could see the most exciting overtaking. Before the bend was the start and end of the race, and it was facing the podium.

People of different skin colors gathered in a crowd, the drizzle brushed their cheeks like catkins, the jet plane crashed overhead, and the colorful smoke filled the sky with rain and mist, and the audience cheered one after another.

Song Zhi suddenly had a real sense of adventure in a foreign country, and instantly understood Zhou Yan's intentions for buying tickets for the stands.

The enthusiasm here is surging, priceless.

The first one started was the F2 formula as a back-up race, which was exactly the same as the F1 specification, and 20 drivers from ten teams competed for the first prize.

In the distance, Song Zhi saw 20 racing cars lined up one after the other, and the pole position, that is, the first one on the grid, was Chen Yan. After a while, the five red lights directly in front of the racing car turned on one by one, and about three seconds later, the five red lights went out at the same time, which was a signal to start the race. Through the audience!

She watched helplessly as the racing car, which was completely stationary just now, sped up at an unconventional speed within a few seconds.

Chen Yan is leading the track. Today, it seems that the audience is full of his fans. Song Zhi's ears are full of fans shouting: "

Chen Yan! Chen Yan! Chen Yan!"

"I want to listen to the national anthem in London! Listen to Are you here Chen Yan!"

"Brother Yan, next year's F1 opener is waiting for you!"

Perhaps the atmosphere at the scene was too hot, even Jiang Shuyue turned her head and said to her without pretending: "Chen Yan is really cool! He is so popular, even the London race has so many Chinese fans supporting him! He is best at running 'rain race', the more rain in London today, Chen Yan must run faster!" "Not necessarily." Zhou Yan retorted concisely and

decisively .

Mengxin Song Zhi couldn't help asking: "Why? I also heard that Chen Yan is known as the 'God of New Rain Fighting', and even 'F2 Little Senna'." Senna is recognized as a

car god in the racing industry.

"That's right!" Jiang Shuyue stood on the same front with her in order to protect the young man, "It's rainy, the tail is so foggy, the visibility is low and the track is slippery, Chen Yan started from pole position, and today he definitely took the lead and scored points Champion!"

Zhou Yan stared intently at the track that was getting wetter and wetter from the light rain, and said softly, "Don't jump to conclusions, keep looking down." "

Uncle Zhou! I'm sure, Chen Yan will hit you face!" Jiang Shuyue was still determined.

But Song Zhi stopped talking and turned his attention to the track again.

The rain was getting heavier, and a white dragon of rain and fog was pulled out from the rear of the fast-moving car. Sitting in the stands, she felt that the road ahead was blurred. She couldn't imagine how the driver sitting in the cabin was still speeding.

Song Zhi gradually felt a little bored as the racing cars passed by quickly. For a moment, she understood why Zhou Yichan didn't want to come. In fact, after the chaotic start and the sparks of the first few laps, the schedule entered the plateau period, which was a bit boring.

However, due to Zhou Yan's mysterious attitude, she was still a little hooked.

Song Zhi was very curious whether there were any changes.

Almost at the same time, suddenly——Chen Yan, who was leading the whole race on the track, crashed suddenly!

It was the ring car that he overtook for a full lap, which did not make way for him as required, causing the two cars to collide. As soon as the two cars that were advancing rapidly collided, they immediately flew out of the slippery track, and there was a loud bang, and debris flew across the curve!

"GOD!"

Someone screamed, and the hearts of all the audience tightened instantly. Song Zhi even forgot to be boring, and suddenly sat up straight, looking at the curve ahead without blinking. Yes, the accident happened right in front of their stands.

The illegal car that was looped hit the iron fence straightly, and the two front tires protruded a few meters, and the debris scattered on the lawn and the track. The car was declared scrapped and the driver had to choose to retire.

At the same time, Chen Yan, who was harmed by innocence, drove the racing car and drifted twice in place. Under such slippery ground conditions in the rainy day, he miraculously saved the racing car from hitting the wall!

The boy traversed the splattered debris and returned to the track like a god of war overcoming thorns and thorns.

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

"Chen Yan! Chen Yan! Chen Yan!"

Song Zhi's ears burst into the shouts of fans.

Jiang Shuyue next to her was even more honored, looking at Zhou Yan proudly and said: "How about Uncle Zhou, I told you, Chen Yan is the God of Rain, and he can even save a car from crashing!" Zhou Yan raised his lips silently

.

He answered Jiang Shuyue with his mouth, but looked at Song Zhi: "This rescue car is indeed lucky and beautiful, but his front wings and tires must be damaged. The safety car that will clean up the debris on the track will be dispatched immediately. As soon as Chen Yan enters In the maintenance area, when returning to the track, you have to wait for the safety car to leave before you can overtake, and lagging behind is inevitable."

Obviously, what he said was true, and Jiang Shuyue was suddenly dumbfounded.

Song Zhi's gaze followed Chen Yan, and sure enough, everything developed according to Zhou Yan's prediction.

When the boy returned to the track from the maintenance area, his ranking dropped from first to tenth, but only a dozen seconds passed. She suddenly understood the meaning of the phrase "it takes one second to spend 100 million yuan". It turns out that on this cruel track, one second is an insurmountable gap.

In rainy days, due to the water mist wake of the car in front and the harsh track environment, it is extremely difficult for the car behind to overtake. How easy it was for Chen Yan to lead at the beginning, but now it is so difficult to regain the ranking.

Jiang Shuyue, who had been extremely excited since the start of the race, suddenly stopped talking. She clutched her jacket with both hands, and the unwillingness in her eyes was so strong that she herself was the driver who was overtaken on the track.

Song Zhi looked sideways at Zhou Yan again.

Their eyes met, and the man seemed to have the ability to read minds. Before she opened her mouth, she said: "Everything is possible in formula racing, especially in the rain race. No one can tell the outcome until the end." The implication is that Chen Yan is not completely innocent

. Chance.

Song Zhi was no longer distracted, and finally devoted himself fully to this racing feast.

On the track, the suave and vigorous young man did not give up, he drove the black gold racing car to break through the rain and fog continuously.

The track of a formula car is actually not long, the total length is basically two to three kilometers, so the driver needs to drive dozens of laps at high speed continuously within two hours. The temperature in the cabin is as high as 50 or 60 degrees, which consumes a lot of energy for the drivers. The later the test, the greater the test, and it is easier to make mistakes and be overtaken.

However, Chen Yan became more and more courageous.

With the pouring rain, two more cars skidded and retired. All the drivers drove slower and slower, lest they lose control of the cars. Only Chen Yan was fearless, he was not slow but quick, and he moved forward like a sharp arrow piercing the rain curtain. When overtaking was at its limit, the distance between him and the car in front was less than one centimeter!

Teenagers are not errants, but opportunistic hunters.

"It's so exciting!"

"God! Did Chen Yan risk his life for the championship?"

"Is it true that Ferrari is really investigating him? Otherwise, with his results this year, he is very stable in the F2 championship. There is no need to fight so hard in rainy days!" Chen Yan's madness is staggering, and even the engineer talking to

him is in the voice communication Li advised him: "The speed is too fast, Chen, slow down! Slow down!"

However, Chen Yan turned a deaf ear to it, and in the gust of wind and rain, he achieved a terrifying speed—in a formula car whose gaps are calculated in microseconds, he unexpectedly Able to advance one place every lap.

The wind suddenly blew away the thick clouds, wisps of sunshine mixed with the rain, and the golden light fell on the track, as if paving a sunny avenue for the boy who broke the rain.

Chen Yan is in excellent condition, and almost everyone firmly believes that he can turn against the wind.

Unexpectedly—

at this moment when the momentum was overwhelming, Chen Yan suddenly drove the car into the maintenance area and stopped!

"What?! It's just a little sun. It's too risky to enter the pit at this time?!"

"Who made this decision? It's so stupid!"

The car fans talked a lot, and Song Zhi, a newcomer to racing, was very puzzled: " Why don't you push yourself, the pit stop will only affect your momentum again?"

"It's the team's strategy." Zhou Yan explained to her, "The sun is slowly drying the track, and now the semi-wet tires will have better grip. , theoretically, the speed will be faster than that of the cars that have not changed their tires. But there are only ten laps left, and Chen Yan almost has to fight to the limit to recover the time lost in the second stop." Only then did Song Zhi know that it turned out

that Formula racing also has to fight "tire wars".

The tires used in formula racing are called "hot-melt tires", which rely on friction with the ground to generate heat and melt to provide grip. The road surface is too different in sunny and rainy days, so the team has to study how to use the tires to achieve optimal grip.

The weather turned from rainy to sunny today, and the track changed from wet to semi-dry or even completely dry again, so the timing of each team's tire change became extremely important.

After Chen Yan changed tires, several teams let their drivers pit.

It's just that what they stopped after was fighting for one or two points in the top ten, while what Chen Yan wanted to fight for was the championship.

Song Zhi watched helplessly as the No. 1 car was overtaken by a car with changed tires because it didn't want to pit, and lost the chance to win the championship. He also saw the 11th place team quickly squeezed into the race because it changed tires early. The top ten points!

A single tire change can really turn the tide of battle in an instant.

Of course, the most touching person in the audience was still Chen Yan who was the first to take the risk to gamble.

In the case of less rain, he, the God of Rain Fighting, has lost his greatest advantage—the other cars are no longer overly cautious, and the speed of the whole field has increased.

Chen Yan, who had already rushed to third place, fell to sixth due to the second stop. In the last ten laps, he had to move forward at full speed.

The boy almost stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and stepped on the brakes only when he was almost stuck at the extreme of every corner. Whenever he made a mistake, he would hit the wall with an eccentricity of 3G to 5G.

If there is a slight mistake, the car crashes and people die.

But Chen Yan didn't care, he turned on the electricity and really drove the car to the limit. He is a lunatic, and his arrogance intimidates his opponents, so that overtaking behind him seems easy.

When the last lap came, Chen Yan had jumped to the second place, only 0.15 seconds behind the first place!

When he sprinted desperately, all the members of the team could not help running towards the finish line, and the audience also stood up one after another, waiting for the final ranking with bated breath.

Even Song Zhi followed Jiang Shuyue and rushed towards the iron fence, staring straight ahead without blinking.

She saw the two cars cross the finish line side by side, the checkered flag was waved to signify the end of the race, and the dust settled.

"He won the bet with the team! This is really the most exciting F2 race I have ever seen!" "

Congratulations to Chen Yan! This racing driver from China has won his first F2 Silverstone Grand Prix championship!"

Hot The scorching smell of molten tires hit the nostrils, the sound of the rumbling engine continued, and the loud cheers filled the ears again, Song Zhi was coerced by the fierceness of the crowd.

She watched the young man being lifted up by his comrades like a god. As for Chen Yan himself, he took off his helmet and gave a thumbs up to the driver who violated the rules and hit him with a smile.

The rain became heavier again, Song Zhi stared blankly at the high-spirited young man, the early summer sun and rain hit her body, but she didn't feel cold, instead she felt extremely happy.

At this moment, she really felt the charm of racing.

When the Chinese national anthem resounded in the paddock, Zhou Yancai came to her side.

And the man finally revealed his real intention at this time: "If you continue to learn more, you will find that the formula car is not only about the tire tactics, but also every part of the car. The power unit, the air kit, the stability of the electronic system, Even a small difference in parts can sometimes reverse the outcome. This is not only a competition of speed, but also a game of cutting-edge wisdom. Xiaochan—" he called his daughter softly, and said earnestly: "

This is the charm of cars , is rational romance and the most cutting-edge art. Dad hopes that after witnessing it with your own eyes today, you will also give yourself a chance to understand the new field. Let go of your prejudices and ask yourself what kind of future you want most, okay?"

So Zhou Yan tried his best to persuade his daughter to come to the exclusive racing scene, but he just hoped that she could feel the charm of "science and speed" up close and concretely. He hoped that his daughter would make a decision after knowing something about it.

Song Zhiding looked into Zhou Yan's eyes, which were full of light talking about love.

She didn't know what would happen if Zhou Yichan was there herself, but she herself was indeed deeply immersed in that burning and passionate yearning at the moment.

She is fascinated by this field.

Song Zhi really wanted to give Zhou Yan an exact answer, but she suddenly remembered that she was not his real daughter.

The words stopped at the edge of her mouth, and she finally just nodded and said: "Okay."

After a pause, she thought of something, and she suddenly asked: "Then if I understand it, I still decide to study art?"

Zhou Yan pondered for a moment, and answered Said: "I will respect your choice."

The one-sided father that Zhou Yichan said actually gave in. While giving advice to his daughter, he was also willing to respect her decision.

He was really like the beacon she longed for.

Song Zhixin was touched, and for a moment wished that Zhou Yan was really his father.

In a daze, she even forgot about her mission today, and Jiang Shuyue, who was watching the award presentation in front of the guardrail, came back and gently pinched her to remind her.

Song Zhicai put away his emotions, and said to Zhou Yan: "I will make a careful decision after I understand it carefully, but I hope my father will grant me one more wish, is that okay?" Zhou Yan said without hesitation, "Yes." Song Zhi glanced at

Jiang

Shuyue , and said: "We want to meet the racing driver Chen Yan."

In fact, this trivial matter was easy for Zhou Yan, but he didn't agree immediately, but looked deeply at Song Zhi.

He seemed a little surprised, and was silent for a while before asking: "Are you sure you want to see him?"

The man's strange reaction proved that something definitely happened between Chen Yan and Zhou Yichan, and that might be related to Zhou Yichan's secret.

Song Zhi became even more certain: "Well! You saw it just now, Jiang Shuyue is a die-hard fan of Chen Yan, and seeing her is a worthwhile trip."

She didn't know what happened in the past, so she used Jiang Shuyue as an excuse to prevent disclosure. guise.

Zhou Yan hesitated to speak, but finally he agreed.

*

When Song Zhi and the three entered the competition paddock, Chen Yan had just finished the interview.

The boy raised his hand and leaned against the door frame, half of his one-piece red racing suit was taken off, and it was loosely tied around his waist, looking carefree. When he got closer, he realized that there was still a woman standing in front of his arms, with iron hoop earrings looming in the coffee-colored wavy long hair, a black leather skirt with white suspenders, and her gestures were full of charm.

Chen Yan didn't know what to say, the woman suddenly raised her boot and kicked him lightly, but instead of being annoyed, he lowered his eyes and smiled.

They are obviously not of the same age, but they have a very happy conversation and are ambiguous.

Song Zhi obviously felt that Jiang Shuyue's pace stopped beside her. She turned her head and saw the eyes of the other party were full of envy.

And at this moment, the staff leading the way walked up to Chen Yan, and then, the young man turned his head sideways, with a little carelessness in his wolf eyes.

But in just a moment, he stood up straight and put away all his sloppiness.

Chen Yan took the initiative to walk towards the three of them, looked at Zhou Yan, and said in a tone of sincerity that didn't match his temperament: "Uncle Zhou, it turned out that you wanted to see me, so why didn't you just call me?" Zhou Yan smiled and looked at her daughter: "

No I, your car fan, want to see you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Shuyue immediately stepped forward, speaking a little excitedly: "Chen Yan, congratulations on winning the championship today! I am Jiang Shuyue, It's a pleasure to meet you at the Silverstone Circuit."

After speaking, she took the initiative to extend her hand to Chen Yan with a graceful look.

"Hello." Chen Yan nodded lightly to Jiang Shuyue, raised his hand to lightly touch her fingertips, and lazily retracted them.

With a touch like a dragonfly, restrained but unrestrained, Jiang Shuyue's ears turned red instantly.

She didn't want to act like thousands of fanatic fans, and tried to suppress the excitement in her heart. After a short and rapid breath, she said: "Actually, I came to see you through Uncle Zhou today, mainly because I want to get to know you better. I want to go to Formula Racing, because I just finished the college entrance examination, and I really want to apply for related majors."

Jiang Shuyue looked at Chen Yan expectantly: "Is it possible?"

Chen Yan didn't answer, and his eyes passed her and fell on Song Zhi.

As if teasing, he asked back with a smile: "Where is Miss Zhou, what do you want to do?"