The mundane and tedious slalom training.
Su Mojin was focused in everything she did, and practicing driving was no exception. Under the scorching sun, the young girl maneuvered the car back and forth around two traffic cones. While his little wife practiced driving, Lin Yan, in a very straightforward manner, sat on a lounge chair nearby eating an ice pop.
Under the pressure of delicious food and the hot weather, Su Mojin could no longer hold on after about thirty minutes of practice.
"Tired?"
"Hungry."
Taking off her helmet, Su Mojin sat next to Lin Yan and leaned over, wanting to take a bite of the ice pop in Lin Yan's hand. Lin Yan dodged.
"Let me have a bite."
"I've already eaten it."
"I don't mind."
"I do."
Lin Yan teased. Su Mojin bared her little tiger teeth, putting on a fierce look.
"I want to eat it, give it here."
After a fierce struggle, Lin Yan deliberately let her win, and only when Su Mojin successfully got the ice pop from Lin Yan's hand did he sit back down on the chair, fanning herself with her small white hand. Practicing driving in this weather, she felt like she was about to explode from the heat.
Lin Yan picked up a towel from the side and wiped the sweat from his wife's face. Su Mojin, covered in sweat, had a slightly alluring blush on her cheeks under the sunlight. Lin Yan felt a little concerned but didn't express it. To learn to drive well, these things were unavoidable.
The young girl rested for a short while and then got back on the track. The half-hour practice only improved her by a tiny bit, perhaps only two or three degrees. She wanted to hurry.
If Lin Yan had heard Su Mojin's words, he would have scolded her severely. How long had it been, and she was already unsatisfied?
From Su Mojin's driving to her slight leaning into corners, her progress was remarkably fast. Even some talented professional drivers didn't learn as quickly as his little wife when they first started.
Lin Yan watched silently from his chair under the umbrella. Honestly, watching his wife practice, Lin Yan suddenly felt a bit regretful. Su Mojin's talent, if she were on the track, would probably be enough to crush Jiang Qiyan.
Nibbling on a wife cake, Lin Yan's gaze was fixed on his little wife.
Just as he finished the wife cake and was about to grab another bag, his vision blurred, and a black figure slid straight out.
Lin Yan suddenly stood up from his chair.
"How is it? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, it didn't hurt at all. So this is what sliding feels like."
He quickly went to the scene of the accident. Seeing Su Mojin laughing, Lin Yan gave her a playful glare, righted the bike, and then carefully inspected Su Mojin all around. Only when he was sure she was fine did he relax.
"How about you take a break before continuing?"
"No need, I feel this is pretty good, quite exciting. Don't worry, husband, it was only thirty kilometers per hour."
Su Mojin righted the bike and continued her training. This time, Lin Yan didn't walk away but stood by the track.
Around 2:30 PM, Su Mojin's lean angle broke through thirty-five degrees, a rapid improvement. Of course, it came at a great cost. Besides the first time, she fell twice more, averaging about one fall every half hour. However, with good protective gear, Su Mojin didn't even feel much pain.
"Husband, don't stand in the sun later. I think you're getting a bit tanned."
Sitting on the long chair under the umbrella, Su Mojin, with some concern, applied sunscreen to Lin Yan, turning his face into a big cat with the thick white sunscreen.
"I've only been standing for less than an hour. If I got tanned this easily, I would have turned into coal long ago."
Lin Yan frowned, feeling a slight itch on his face. After ensuring every spot was covered, Su Mojin gave Lin Yan a facial spa, perfectly blending in the sunscreen.
"I'd still want it even if I turned into coal."
Su Mojin said softly.
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"Husband, how long do we have to practice this?"
"At least until we reach around forty degrees."
Forty degrees was the limit for this small car, and also the limit for inward lean.
"Okay, I'll work hard."
Su Mojin cheered herself on. She was determined to learn it before the New Year.
After applying sunscreen, Su Mojin rode the bike back onto the track.
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The next morning, around ten o'clock, after one more fall, Su Mojin finally achieved a forty-degree lean angle. Next, Lin Yan would guide her into the next stage.
She switched to a slightly higher displacement bike, a GPR150, to practice a lower body lean.
The previous bike was a bit slow in first gear, making side leaning less convenient.
After about two days of practicing body lean, on the third morning, Su Mojin reached a forty-five-degree lean angle. Lin Yan was astonished by her speed. He was meticulously teaching the basics, yet it felt like a crash course.
Although Su Mojin's talent couldn't compare to top racers, based on Lin Yan's detailed observations over the past few days, her talent on the track was indeed superior to that of Jiang Qiyan.
Lin Yan rubbed his nose. He had to admit that his luck after rebirth was truly heaven-defying. A great family, a talented wife. Following the current plot of novels, this was pure protagonist halo.
"What's wrong, husband? When will we proceed to the next stage of training?"
Lin Yan was lost in thought for a moment, only slowly coming back to his senses when Su Mojin appeared before him.
"Soon."
The next stage of training was the figure-eight slalom. This slalom still involved maneuvering around two cones, similar to an eight-shaped line, but more compact, with a body transition in the middle.
This was the last training item on the track. After this training, they would take the young girl to the actual race track.
"When transitioning, find the critical point and make sure to use the momentum."
Before she got on the bike, Lin Yan instructed from the side.
The transition between consecutive corners was crucial. The timing of the transition was the moment the bike accelerates out of the corner and brakes.
From the acceleration out of the first corner, the bike's center of gravity shifts backward. Then, before entering the second corner, braking causes the suspension to compress, shifting the center of gravity forward.
There's a moment in the middle of consecutive corners where the center of gravity shifts abruptly from the rear wheel to the front wheel. This is the optimal transition point. While transitioning, one must also utilize the slight jolt caused by the shift in the center of gravity to complete the body movements, reducing physical exertion.