The boss's reputation was too great. Since the news of the academy's recruitment was released, people had been coming to sign up every day.
However, most of them had only just learned to ride motorcycles, or were regular riders who had never been on a track. Many didn't even know how to take a proper line. This child looked so young, yet he already knew how to take a line.
"Alright, looks like he has potential."
After passing the first turn, Zhou Xianyong began to have a slight appreciation for Yan Xiaoqiang.
Yan Xiaoqiang hadn't eaten pork, but he had seen pigs run. He understood how to take a line after watching it once; there was no need to learn.
"Braking into the corner?"
After Yan Xiaoqiang completed one turn, Zhou Xianyong was about to shift his gaze away. However, just before he did, he noticed another maneuver by Yan Xiaoqiang.
Braking into the corner!
As Yan Xiaoqiang entered the second turn, the front suspension showed a slight compression, sinking partially into the bike's body.
Lun Si, sitting in a wheelchair beside them, also noticed the front suspension compressing during Yan Xiaoqiang's turn.
"A genius?"
The thought popped into Lun Si's mind.
The slight compression of the front suspension in the corner indicated only one thing: Yan Xiaoqiang had not released the brakes, and the front brake was still engaged.
Only when the front brake was applied would the front suspension compress.
Braking into the corner, which meant applying the brakes as you entered the corner, sounded simple, but it was a very difficult maneuver that only professional riders could perform. Yet, Yan Xiaoqiang could do it, which greatly surprised Lun Si.
After all, Yan Xiaoqiang was still a child.
"Could he be a genius?"
Lun Si couldn't help but wonder.
Braking into the corner didn't mean applying the brakes *during* the corner, but rather applying them *before* entering the corner and then not releasing them as you entered, maintaining brake pressure throughout the turn. This was called "braking into the corner."
This technique allowed for higher entry speeds and shorter braking distances, enabling the rider to maintain a faster speed through the corner. However, it was also extremely technical and dangerous. Many riders in GP crashes would do so inexplicably due to braking into the corner.
"He truly is a genius!"
After a few more turns, Lin Yan also nodded.
To be able to apply braking into the corner to such an extent without crashing already put him leagues ahead of many who had been riding on tracks for years. Considering his age, calling him a genius was no exaggeration; he was even more of a genius than Jiang Qiyan.
Lin Yan had seen Jiang Qiyan's braking into the corner, and he could only achieve the same level as Yan Xiaoqiang. But this child was significantly younger than Jiang Qiyan.
Since he could brake into the corner, there was no need to watch further.
For the next few laps, Yan Xiaoqiang completed his runs very properly.
Getting off the bike and standing in front of Lin Yan, Yan Xiaoqiang was a bit nervous. Having witnessed the environment here, his desire to stay intensified.
"Lun Si, he's yours."
With the test concluded, Lin Yan spoke to Lun Si beside him.
Lun Si nodded. He had no motivation to teach that group of people, but he felt a bit more motivated to mentor this child.
Hearing Lin Yan's words, Yan Xiaoqiang's face lit up with excitement. He understood that this meant he had been accepted.
"You have good talent, practice well."
Lin Yan walked up to Yan Xiaoqiang and patted his shoulder encouragingly.
He had just been thinking about the lack of a talented male rider, and now one had practically delivered himself. Excellent.
With this kid's skill, it wasn't impossible for him to advance to the highest category in the future.
"Mhm!"
Yan Xiaoqiang nodded vigorously. Nothing could be more surprising and delightful than receiving affirmation from his idol.
Yan Xiaoqiang quickly joined the training group. In the afternoon, Lin Yan couldn't leave the racetrack, so he went up and ran a couple of laps out of boredom.
The afternoon passed by quickly.
At nine o'clock in the evening, Song Yi woke up from his hospital bed.
In one day, the Song family's stock plummeted, and Song Yi fell into a coma. During this period when the Song family was leaderless, the Lin family seized the opportunity and absorbed a large number of the Song family's assets.
Of course, the Lin family didn't take all the vacated assets; they left some to be distributed to the Leng family. Lin Guoxiong understood the principle of not attracting too much attention.
As for the Wei family, because they were neighbors to the Song family, they also benefited somewhat, taking in some of the Song family's assets.
"How is the company doing now?"
Upon hearing from the nurse that Song Yi had woken up, the secretary, who had been waiting by the door, rushed in.
"Chairman, you're finally awake! Our company has suffered heavy losses. Please return quickly to take charge!"
The secretary's face was filled with urgency as she informed Song Yi of everything that had happened to the company that day.
This news almost made Song Yi faint again from anger.
Especially hearing about selling assets to maintain stock prices, Song Yi was so enraged he wanted to kill all the shareholders. Those were years of his accumulation, lost in a single day!
Song Yi lay on the hospital bed, his face haggard. In just one day, he looked years older.
After a long while, a glint of light returned to Song Yi's eyes. He turned to look at the secretary standing by his bedside.
"What about that Lin family brat?"
"He's currently holed up in the racetrack and hasn't come out. Our people are keeping watch at the entrance."
The secretary replied.
"Keep watching. Also, I heard that the Lin family brat's girlfriend's family is in Modu. Find a way to capture them for me. Remember, no matter the cost."
"Yes, I'll go do it now!"
The secretary left. Song Yi slowly closed his eyes. His secretary had been with him for many years and was temporarily trustworthy.
The Song family had fallen this time, and it was likely they would be swallowed up soon. But even so, he would not let Lin Yan or Lin Guoxiong off the hook.
"Lin family brat, you ruined my business and hurt my son. I must see you dead!"
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In the Southern District, at the Wei family villa.
"Patriarch, the Song family is finished. Next, Song Yi will surely stake everything he has to deal with the Lin family. What should we do?"
The senior members of the Wei family sat together discussing the Song family's situation. The main seat was occupied by the Wei family patriarch.
To his left sat Wei Shaoting's second uncle, the second-in-command of the Wei family. These words came from his mouth.
Opposite him, to the Wei patriarch's right, was Wei Hua.
Since Wei Shaoting's previous blunder, Wei Hua's prestige within the Wei family had been on the rise.
"Everyone, the Song family's situation is dire. How should our Wei family proceed? What are everyone's opinions, please share."
The Wei family head, Wei Laosan, surveyed everyone present and spoke.
"Proceed? How should we proceed? So what if the Song family is finished? Does the Lin family dare to touch us!"
As soon as Wei Laosan finished speaking, Wei Shaoting's second aunt, sitting beside him, said with disdain. As she spoke, her plump body trembled on the chair.
"That's right. Our Wei family has been established in the Southern City for decades. Even if we've declined, it won't be so easy for the Lin family to deal with us."
After the second aunt finished speaking, the third aunt beside her chimed in agreement.
"Hmph, it's just the Lin family. We might not be able to defeat them, but it's not easy for them to deal with us either. Our Wei family isn't afraid of them."
"If they dare to come and deal with our Wei family, I'll go up and rip Lin Yan's head off to use as a soccer ball."
...
As Wei Laosan's words fell, a heated discussion erupted below. In their eyes, the Southern City was the Wei family's territory. They had been here for decades, accustomed to being kings and overlords, and would not easily be taken down by others.