Chapter 62 Record Breaking
In the backstage rest area, Zhao Xinrui and others had already changed into their racing suits and were nervously waiting to perform.
The big screen was playing the team interview video recorded the day before.
For this short appearance of just a few minutes, the event organizers also gave each of them an interview fee of 1,000 yuan.
Wu Sui stared at the image of the ONE team on the screen and couldn't help swallowing:
"This ONE team looks very strong..."
"Look at the support rate online, it's basically one-sided, all supporting ONE team." Zhao Xinrui held her mobile phone and stared at the live broadcast playing on the screen.
Fat Gu touched his belly with an envious look on his face:
"It would be great if I could be as thin as Qin Ye, he is really handsome."
Wen Nianchu: “…”
Who was the champion of the first Car King Championship?
Strangely, when she recalled it, she came up blank.
"Look! It's our turn!"
Xiaopang suddenly pointed at the screen excitedly.
However, the big screen only flashed the four words "Crazy Dragon Team" and their poster, and the scene quickly cut back to the host.
“???”
Where are the interview clips of them that day?
This behavior is too disrespectful to their team.
Wu Sui: "Is it because we look too poor that the production team didn't even give us this shot?"
The previous teams had all released team declarations and harsh words, but when it was their turn, everything was cut off?
That’s too much.
"Who told you guys to be so happy and grinning like idiots just because you got a thousand yuan?"
Zhao Xinrui sighed.
Can't keep calm.
They were the last team to be interviewed at that time. Once they received the money, all image management was gone.
Except for Shui Xindao who was standing aside, the others all gathered in a circle and counted the stack of brand new banknotes loudly.
It's like he's never seen money before.
It looked like a group of people who had just robbed a bank and were dividing the loot.
No wonder the production team was reluctant to cut them out...
After hearing this, Wu Sui instantly recalled how naive he looked at that time.
He curled his lips in regret:
"I should have been like Xiaodao's sister, keeping a straight face the whole time, wearing a mask, and sticking my head out. How cool! Using mystery to hide my poverty."
Wen Nianchu burst out laughing, looking at his teammates who had become listless, and said directly:
"The shame we feel now will only be a show effect after we win the championship."
As for the shots, you have to fight for them yourself.
The same is true for victory.
“That makes sense!”
The fat man slapped his thigh and his eyes suddenly lit up.
What if… ?
What if they could really perform a miracle?
It's strange to say, Wen Nianchu is obviously the youngest in the team, but every time she opens her mouth, her unquestionable confidence always makes everyone unconsciously convinced.
Just like now, a few people who were dejected just a moment ago were excited by her words.
*
"Okay, all the participating teams have been introduced," the host announced in a resounding voice. "Next, we will officially begin the first round of competition according to the order in which the teams were drawn!"
"The first round is a single-lap time trial." The host raised his hand to indicate the large screen. "All competitors will use the same car specifications and compete on the same track. The competitor with the fastest time will receive a priority starting position for the main race."
Zhao Xinrui went to the hall to draw lots on behalf of the team, and the program team handed her a few white balls.
"We are the last ones."
When she came back, she spread out the ball in her hand with a slightly serious expression.
Wu Sui: "You...are you drawing so neatly?"
40.39.38.37.
Several people almost thought it was an inside story.
It's a trap set by capital.
There are a total of ten teams in the entire competition, each team has four people, and these numbers are exactly the last few people.
Wu Qi: "..."
Gu Xiaopang: “…”
Wen Nianchu: “…”
In racing, there are indeed several obvious disadvantages of finishing last, especially in timed qualifying.
The main reason is that the track conditions have deteriorated. As dozens of cars in front pass by, more tire rubber debris will accumulate on the track. These debris will reduce the track's grip and affect the cornering speed and stability of the players who start later.
But Zhao Xinrui's face was not in a good state, not only because she was drawn to the last single lap test, but also because she heard some discussions behind the scenes by the program staff.
"I heard there are two girls on their team, and they might be the last ones in the single-lap test later."
"Racing competitions don't welcome female contestants. I really don't understand why a team accepted two girls. I think... maybe they just wanted to get the 1,000 yuan from the program team."
"This kind of show needs a gimmick. This isn't a real professional race, but honestly, even the official F1 format doesn't have any gender requirements. Otherwise, if word gets out, people will say our show is discriminatory."
Zhao Xinrui held her breath and took the ball back.
"Who cares which one I start in," she said through gritted teeth, "our results will speak for themselves."
Several people looked at Zhao Xinrui and got angry.
They all nodded in unison.
*
Lap record.
It took a total of eighteen minutes.
There is no limit on the number of laps.
Finish the race within eighteen minutes, then calculate the lap speed. The bottom five will be eliminated, and the starting positions will be fixed directly to the last few.
During the long wait, Wen Nianchu saw that many players had already broken the single lap record.
The weather is very nice today.
Such good weather conditions made many participating teams choose to use soft tires directly.
This type of tire, which provides the best grip in dry conditions, is most capable of helping drivers reach their maximum speed compared to other types such as neutral tires and rain tires.
"Team ONE is here! The first one is Qin Ye."
Zhao Xinrui and her teammates immediately perked up.
This ace team, praised by the industry, is finally going to show their true strength.
"Wait... they actually used medium tires for the first round?"
Wu Sui's eyes widened in disbelief.
Although the neutral tire has an advantage in durability, its absolute speed is significantly inferior to that of the soft tire.
Not only were they surprised, but the abnormal strategy of ONE team on the field also attracted the attention of the whole audience.
On the big screen.
Qin Ye's car drew a smooth arc on the track, although the grip of the neutral tires was not as good as that of the soft tires.
But he showed his control.
Zhao Xinrui frowned, but had to admit:
"Indeed...very impressive."
Fat Gu also stared at the screen, thinking:
"Although the medium tire is slightly slower, it wears less and is more stable. If their drivers can maintain their driving limit without making mistakes, perhaps... they can actually achieve a good result."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Ye's team's car crossed the finish line and the numbers on the timer froze.
The lap time is actually faster than many drivers using soft tires!
The whole audience was in an uproar.
"How is this possible?!" Wu Sui exclaimed, "A neutral tire can achieve such a result?!"
The commentators in the commentary booth also became excited:
"Unbelievable! The ONE team's driver actually broke the current fastest lap record on neutral tires!"
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