As the members of the Mountain Rat racing team looked up at the race, the person sent by the general manager to investigate the opposing team's identity returned.
"So fast?"
"Boss, this is the team of that Asian Lin Shen!"
The staff member sent to investigate did not answer the question of whether it was fast or not, but instead solemnly stated the background of Lin Yan's team.
Asian Lin Shen!
Wait! Lin Shen!
Upon hearing this, the person in charge was stunned for a moment, then gasped. Without asking which Lin Shen, the idiot question, he hadn't thought much about the number twenty-seven. But with the name Lin Shen appearing, combined with twenty-seven, who else could it be?
"How many people are in this Lin Shen's team participating?"
"Six!"
Six people, the person in charge took a deep breath. That was not a small number, as their Mountain Rat team only had five drivers participating.
The person in charge was not surprised at all that they could secure six spots, after all, it was Lin Shen.
The members of the Mountain Rat team originally looked down on Chinese drivers. In their eyes, Chinese racing was as bad as their football, a complete mess. However, the person in charge had to admit that Lin Shen was definitely a peerless genius in Chinese racing history, a talent that appeared once in a hundred years, no, once in a thousand years.
At twenty years old, he achieved three consecutive championships in his first GP. The thought alone was terrifying.
Their Great R country had three brands in GP, but their drivers couldn't even break into the top ten.
The barrier of Asia, it was very difficult to break through!
"Give me the detailed information of their team drivers!"
The person in charge shifted his gaze from the race screen. Since it was that person's team, the drivers' strength must be good. If one woman was already this strong, how much more so if it were a man?
It should be known that in tomorrow's main race, some top teams would come to scout for drivers. There were only a few spots available. He thought he had the victory in his grasp, but unexpectedly, such a group of people emerged.
The sudden appearance of Lin Yan's team disrupted all his plans.
Quickly flipping through the information of these people, and briefly reviewing the details of each person in Lin Yan's team, the person in charge of the Mountain Rat team breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the strength of these drivers was not very strong. The strongest seemed to be this woman. The information in the hands of the Mountain Rat person in charge showed all the information of Lin Yan's team drivers, but this information was from before they entered Lin Yan Academy. They could not find out what happened after that in a short time.
As for Yan Xiaoqiang, he did not take him seriously. Although there were fifteen-year-olds participating in the race, most of these people were just there to make up the numbers. Their true strength would depend on those who were close to eighteen years old.
In the race, being over twenty-seven years old meant you were worse off the older you got. But before twenty-seven, being younger meant you were worse off. If a fifteen-year-old wanted to compete in skill with an eighteen-year-old, the latter had at least learned three more years.
His gaze returned to the race. Jiang Qiyan was still chasing the number thirty-eight car in front. The race, which was a total of eight laps, had already passed nearly two laps.
"Can't catch up?"
Seeing Jiang Qiyan struggling more and more behind, Su Mojin said with some regret.
"It's difficult. The strength of the leading driver is stronger than her."
In the stands, Lin Yan, sitting next to Su Mojin, said that with Jiang Qiyan's current strength, as long as the opponent did not make a mistake, she might not even be able to catch up.
Jiang Qiyan and Yan Xiaoqiang both had good talent, but they lacked guidance from famous teachers and their fundamentals. If they were to truly compare talent, Jiang Qiyan might not lose to this driver from the Mountain Rat team.
On the track, more than twenty racing cars were speeding along the circuit.
As Lin Yan had said, Jiang Qiyan was already using her full strength, but the number 38 car in front was getting further and further away. She could keep up at the beginning, but now she was gradually being left behind.
After one lap, Jiang Qiyan decisively gave up the idea of continuing to chase. She could already advance to the main race, and continuing to chase was too risky.
Seeing Jiang Qiyan gradually slowing down, Lin Yan nodded. Jiang Qiyan's approach was correct. If it were the main race tomorrow, she could fight for first place, but today, there was no need. It was better to be conservative and advance steadily.
However, just as Jiang Qiyan stopped pursuing the so-called lap time and became more cautious, the number 38 driver in front suddenly slowed down.
Seeing this, Lin Yan frowned. He was slowing down.
"Oh, did this number thirty-eight driver make a mistake? Why did they suddenly slow down so much?"
In the live broadcast, Hao Dong also exclaimed. His eyesight was not as sharp as Lin Yan's. He thought the driver from the Mountain Rat team had made a mistake when they suddenly slowed down.
"What's going on?"
Su Mojin turned to look at Lin Yan.
"Moved the braking point forward."
Moving the braking point forward and extending the braking distance is
Seeing his driver slowing down, the person in charge of the Mountain Rat team cursed.
He didn't know what the purpose of this number thirty-eight driver was, but whatever the purpose, it was not a wise choice.
The race was halfway through, reaching the fourth lap. With the deliberate deceleration of the number thirty-eight driver, Jiang Qiyan had caught up to him. Under her helmet, Jiang Qiyan's eyes were fixed on the tail of the car in front, carefully looking for an overtaking opportunity. Since the opponent had delivered themselves to her, why wouldn't she overtake?
At turn nine, a very easy corner to overtake, Jiang Qiyan braked late and her car naturally drifted into turn nine.
The car whizzed past the number thirty-eight driver, the roar of the engines of the two cars merging together.
The three-stage overtaking technique: inside line, tail speed, late braking.
In the stands, Lin Yan shook his head helplessly. He didn't know what to say. Since people had delivered themselves to you, did you think this overtake had any meaning?
Moreover, with such late braking, he even doubted if Jiang Qiyan could brake in time.