But it was difficult; this was not a simple matter. The skill gap between the top-tier drivers was very small. With Lin Yan's current strength, he could definitely overtake, but by the time he passed these drivers, Reissna, who was in first place, would have already pulled far ahead.
Reissna had secured the pole position for this qualifying race. It wasn't surprising, given Honda's recent car upgrades and Reissna's own skill.
Su Mojin had already sat up from Lin Yan.
Lin Yan's fall earlier had nearly scared her to death.
"All better?"
Lin Yan gently patted her head.
The main race was tomorrow. The qualifying session that had taken place at noon was now over. Lin Yan spent the afternoon practicing on the simulator in the pit garage and in the evening, he took Su Mojin for a stroll through the streets of the capital city of Oslo.
Honda Pit Garage.
"There's something off about this Luns," Reissna said, watching the replay. The chief engineer of Honda, sitting beside him, nodded in agreement.
Luns had masked it well, but discerning drivers could spot some anomalies upon careful observation.
"But it's good for you. Starting from 13th, your biggest threat tomorrow is gone," the Honda chief engineer said, his voice sounding weak, just as the rumors outside suggested – he had come to the event despite being ill.
The Honda chief engineer wasn't particularly interested in these matters. As long as Reissna won the championship, that was all that mattered. There were plenty of underhanded tactics on the track, but they weren't his concern.
"Remember, the person from tomorrow's main race will be here. Perform well, perhaps they can offer you some guidance."
The two watched for a while longer, and after reviewing the entire session, the Honda chief engineer patted Reissna's shoulder and was helped out of his chair.
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Modu International Circuit.
Su Chen was training on the track in his Audi A4, following the methods Lin Yan had taught him, controlling the throttle and brakes with ease.
He had to admit, the method his brother-in-law taught him was much better than any driving school instructor. After just a few days of practice, Su Chen felt his control over the car improving significantly.
Lin Yan: Driving school instructor??????
After countless braking drills on the track, Su Chen had a good grasp of the A4's braking performance. Now, even if he were on a different track or at a different corner, he knew exactly where to brake.
It seemed he could participate in that competition this afternoon.
After completing another lap, Su Chen was pleased with his lap time, and the thoughts that had been simmering in his mind resurfaced.
It was time to participate in that competition.
At two in the afternoon, Su Chen drove his car to another racetrack in Modu called Yingfeng. Yingfeng Racetrack wasn't very large, but it was certainly sufficient for hosting general competitions.
Su Chen was here today to participate in a competition held at this venue.
"Sir, are you also here to participate in today's competition?"
Su Chen drove his car to the entrance and paid the registration fee as directed by the staff.
The registration fee was very affordable, only two hundred yuan including insurance.
When Su Chen entered, many cars were already waiting, and the stands were also quite full, packed with people. Su Chen drove his car to the entrance of a pit garage, preparing for the race.
Today's competition was organized by a local company in Modu. It was quite a significant event, and this racetrack belonged to them. However, the company's purpose for hosting the competition was quite simple: it wasn't for profit, but simply because the boss's daughter enjoyed watching races. In short, it was for fun!
In addition, the rewards for today's four-wheel race were quite generous.
Su Chen was here for the competition rewards, of course. The championship prize was an Audi R8 worth over a million yuan, but the reward wasn't Su Chen's ultimate goal for coming here.
The first-place prize was an entry-level sports car worth two million yuan. While not a significant amount for a racing competition, it was certainly enough for hosting a small-scale event.
There were also restrictions on the cars participating in this race: factory stock cars under five hundred thousand yuan.
Su Chen's car perfectly met the regulations.
The pit garages here were quite rudimentary, but hardly anyone went into them; most participating drivers simply stayed in their cars.
"Buddy, are you here to race too?"
As soon as Su Chen parked his car, a middle-aged man next to him leaned towards his car window.
Su Chen glanced at him, a little confused. He had driven his car in; was he here to sightsee instead of race?
"Buddy, want to cooperate for the qualifying session?"
The middle-aged uncle leaned in, sizing up Su Chen's car, and spoke.
Cooperate for the qualifying session?
Su Chen glanced at the race rules beside him.
"We'll draft off each other. The first lap, you draft me; the second lap, I'll draft you."
The uncle proposed.
"Sure."
Su Chen thought about it and agreed. He had nothing to lose, so why not agree?
He hadn't expected to find a partner right after arriving. Were people here looking for teammates?
Su Chen looked around; indeed, many people were looking for teammates. It seemed this rule had both advantages and disadvantages, as many people were employing the drafting strategy.
Upon hearing Su Chen's agreement, the middle-aged man became noticeably excited, a smile appearing on his face. This made Su Chen a bit puzzled; judging by the scene around them, anyone would likely agree to such a proposal.
However, Su Chen soon understood why the uncle was so happy.
The vehicle the uncle was driving was a legendary car.
Looking at the minivan, Su Chen's mouth twitched, and he said to the uncle.
"Uncle, how about you draft me later?"
Su Chen didn't mock him; his tone was very normal. The uncle was clearly here just for fun, and Su Chen didn't need to be malicious.
"Uh... that's fine too."
Seeing Su Chen looking at his minivan, the uncle also seemed a bit embarrassed.
The uncle's ride was a seven-seater minivan, precisely that domestic legendary car.
Su Chen's guess was correct; the uncle was just here to have fun. The usual track fees were several hundred yuan per session, and today it was only two hundred yuan, plus he could experience the thrill of racing. It was a no-brainer.
The race was scheduled to start at three o'clock. With thirty minutes left before the start, Su Chen sat in his car, looking outside.
There were over twenty vehicles participating today, all of whom had vied for a spot. The fact that this uncle managed to secure a spot meant he was quite skilled.