This wasn't actually said by Lin Yan, but by the woman he met at the Genius Youth Cup. The theory was that female racers could be even more popular than male racers on the track, as the racing scene was dominated by men. And Jiang Qiyan was beautiful, fitting the bill perfectly.
Therefore, today Lin Yan had Su Chen and Hao Dong pay special attention to the comments and the reactions of the audience behind them. According to Su Mojin's idea, this was called collecting market feedback.
The message was sent to Lin Yan's phone, and his mouth couldn't help but twitch. It seemed that guy was right; audiences not only liked speed and passion but also beautiful women. He could already imagine the reaction of the audience when Jiang Qiyan appeared later.
At the entrance of the pit room, a sign with "Ls27" was hung directly above. As the time reached ten o'clock, a group of cameramen entered the venue. Simultaneously, the audience exceeded 150,000, with nearly 50,000 Chinese spectators looking up at the entrance of Lin Yan's pit room.
"Bro, is what you said true? Is it really a girl?"
In a corner of the audience stands, a young man in his twenties excitedly grabbed a chubby guy next to him, his voice trembling.
The hoodie of the chubby guy next to him was already somewhat deformed from being pulled. He looked at the young man next to him with disdain, then slowly took out his phone and found the official account of the WSBK race.
"Here, look for yourself. Lin Shen's Ls27 team only has one driver listed, a female, named Jiang Qiyan. See, I didn't lie to you, right? The poster will probably be updated soon. Judging by the name, she probably won't be too bad-looking."
The chubby guy extended his phone, and the young man quickly leaned in. Seeing that it was indeed a female driver, the young man immediately let out a howl.
"Oh my god, five years! It's been five whole years since I started watching this race and saw a proper, skilled female rider. Mom, do you know how I've spent these five years? Still watching these guys, your son is about to turn gay!"
Hearing the young man's howling, people around them looked over. They didn't find it strange, as it was clear that many such incidents had already occurred in the audience.
Finding a female driver in such a top-tier motorcycle racing event was harder than climbing to heaven. It was easier to say that pigs could climb trees.
At ten-thirty, regardless of the fermentation in the audience outside, Jiang Qiyan did not show herself, still warming up in the pit room.
She wore shapewear and shorts on her lower body, and a T-shirt with "Ls27" printed on it for her upper body. The cameramen seemed to have found a good angle, holding their cameras to capture Jiang Qiyan's warm-up routine. The mere gimmick of a female driver had already given the Ls27 team immense exposure.
"Damn, why is this a woman? Good heavens, why do I suddenly feel like I've entered the wrong live stream?"
Hao Dong's live stream was opened. As a major internet celebrity in China and the top streamer under Lin Yan's company, he broadcasted the perspective of the Ls27 team's cameramen as soon as he started. This made the guys who had just entered the live stream think they had entered the wrong place.
"Is this the female driver of Lin Shen's team? What a beauty!"
"Good heavens, tell Lin Shen,
Compared to the motorcycle influencers on a certain video platform who specialized in showing off their legs, Jiang Qiyan, a professional beautiful race car driver who was fully covered, clearly attracted the attention of these gentlemen more.
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As time passed, finally, ten minutes before the start of qualifying, Jiang Qiyan finally appeared in everyone's sight, putting aside the cameras. Even though she knew that the race cameras had no beauty filters, the audience members couldn't help but howl when they saw Jiang Qiyan's true face.
However, the happy moment was fleeting. Jiang Qiyan tidied her braid at the pit room door and then put on her helmet. The black helmet was covered with the names of various sponsors.
This move was a perfect display of her commercial appeal.
With her face covered, the only thing that revealed her gender was her alluring figure beneath the leather suit. But even so, with Lin Yan's influence, Jiang Qiyan had at least gained over 40,000 Chinese fans at the venue. Even Lin Yan, who was in the pit room, couldn't help but sigh, "Damn, it's too easy for women to make money these days."
The staff behind her pushed out the pre-tuned Yamaha R3 and followed closely behind Jiang Qiyan.
Jiang Qiyan wore earplugs, which blocked most of the outside noise. At this moment, she was not yet fully aware of the situation on the track outside, but was diligently recalling the track conditions she had simulated on the simulator earlier.
WSBK drivers were all very strong, any one of them was much stronger than the champion of the Youth Cup, even much stronger. Her goal today was not high; as long as she didn't finish last, it would be fine.
Taking a deep breath, the mechanic behind her had already placed the bike at the starting position and put it on the stand. Jiang Qiyan mounted the bike and silently waited for the race to begin.
With new drivers and teams joining, the surrounding drivers also glanced at Jiang Qiyan. However, they only observed her with curiosity before looking away. Their reactions were not as strong as the audience's. Like Jiang Qiyan, they were focused on strategizing for the upcoming race.
ps: Six updates (10,000 words)