Automotive Black Technology Chapter 90: ：Competition
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Li Fanyu shook his head. It seemed that driver No. 16's family was not very wealthy. Although he did not have an in-depth understanding of it, he knew that the sport of racing was not something that poor people could afford.
Domestic karting has only emerged in recent years, and the tracks in various places are profitable. As far as Li Fanyu knows, the training fee for an ordinary four-meter-wide track in the park is about fifteen to twenty yuan per hour.
But where is this talent, he doesn’t know; if he starts to train a driver from a young age, if everything goes well, even if he wins the championship in every promotion event, then by the time he is eighteen years old, he will enter F1. How much will it cost? It's also about between 5,000 and 60 million yuan.
Of course, this is the most ideal situation. Because you can't guarantee that you can pass all the games in one go.
So, if the family is not wealthy or has the support of sponsors, it is really difficult for ordinary families to train a professional racing driver.
That’s why, as a child of a poor family, the experience of the legendary car king Schumacher is talked about by so many people.
Li Fanyu understands the father of driver No. 16. After all, the sport of racing may be too heavy a burden for him. And from a probability perspective, the hope of becoming a top driver is also very slim.
You know, as the world's top automobile competition, the entire F1 league only has 22 official drivers.
And even among these 22 drivers, their salary income varies greatly. Some have an annual salary of 40 to 50 million euros, while others only have an annual salary of more than 100,000 euros.
It can be said that becoming a top driver is not much worse than hoping to win the lottery jackpot.
Everyone has his own destiny. Li Fanyu sighed and opened the starting valve. For this young man, he could only wish him good luck and win the favor of a certain sponsor.
The F1 Pushi International Circuit is 5.4 kilometers in length, which is too long for a kart race. Therefore, part of the track was closed for this competition and the total length was reduced to 2.2 kilometers. The competition adopts a racing system. Drivers only need to run three laps around the track. The first one to reach the finish line wins.
Li Fanyu did not choose the drifting method like before, but slowly became familiar with the performance of the car and the track.
After driving for a few minutes, Li Fanyu discovered that the performance of the car was similar to that of Lou Lu's before. After more than ten minutes, he had complete control.
Driving on the twelve-meter-wide track, Li Fanyu felt his heart beat smoothly. Looking at his long and diagonal shadow pulled by the rising sun, he secretly thought that he might have a chance to drive a real formula. Speeding on such a track.
After running like this for more than 20 minutes, he parked the car in the pit next to the starting point after getting familiar with the angles of the corners and the **** of the track.
At this time, there were about ten minutes before the start of the game. I felt my phone vibrating on my chest. I took it out and saw that there were two missed calls from Zhou Qingyu.
While there was still time, he quickly dialed the number.
As soon as the phone call came through, I heard Zhou Qingyu say with a loud voice: "I'm in the stands in area K."
"Are you in the arena? Why did you come without telling me?" Li Fanyu asked in surprise.
Zhou Qingyu spoke in a muffled voice, probably wearing a mask, "Since you promised to help me raise funds, of course I will come to cheer you on. This is an equal exchange. I am Let me tell you, I’m at the front of the stands and I’m wearing a blue baseball jersey.”
Li Fanyu said hey: "Why don't you wear a white skirt and a yellow ribbon or something."
"I'm a bastard, let's stop talking. Just prepare yourself and come on." After saying that, the other party hung up the phone.
Li Fan smiled foolishly. He was still surprised that Zhou Qingyu came to watch the game. In his subconscious, Zhou Qingyu was the kind of girl who didn't care much about anything.
But after the two of them had contact two or three times, they discovered that she was obviously cold on the outside and hot on the inside. It's just that this aspect of heat needs to be constantly interacted with, and it will be reflected after you are truly familiar with her.
Li Fanyu put his cell phone into the inner pocket of his racing suit and zipped it up carefully. Ten minutes later, the instructions for the riders to get into position were heard.
At this time, Alonso also held his helmet under his arm and strode out of the pit amidst cheers from the stands. He did not get on the car directly, but waved his arms to the stands and kept greetings.
Slowly, people's cheers formed a rhythm with his arms. He then gave a thumbs up, put on his helmet and jogged to the track, shaking hands and high-fiving the drivers.
When he walked to Li Fanyu, he laughed, gave him a hug, and patted Li Fanyu on the back of the head: "Run faster, I will not be merciful."
Li Fanyu helped his crooked helmet: "Ha,"
The camera on the side of the track broadcast the current scene together with the lottery turmoil just now on the big screen.
After watching it, the audience in the stands were all impressed by his magnanimity and his aura of giving up to others. Cheers erupted for a moment, echoing on both sides of the track.
After the staff signaled his position, Alonso put on his red and black helmet and boarded the kart carrying the four-stroke engine in the last parking space.
Li Fanyu’s car number is 6, and his starting position is in the middle of the second row. Compared with his last race, this position is still good.
Beside him is the No. 16 driver wearing a red helmet. Seeing the young man lowering his head and holding the steering wheel tightly, he waved gently.
"Come on!" He gave a thumbs up and said angrily through his helmet. Both of them were wearing helmets and it was impossible to hear each other's voices, but Li Fanyu's gestures already expressed encouragement and goodwill.
The young man nodded and gave him a thumbs up.
When the five red lights above the track lit up one after another and finally went out, the drivers set off.
Although the tires of karts are more stable than those of F1, the competition still has a hot tire stage. The riders circled left and right, warming up their tires again and again, while paying attention to their positions, seeking to gain a favorable position after the tire warm-up was completed.
Finally, with a sudden burst of motor rotation, the tire warm-up track came to an end.
Li Fanyu quickly merged to the left and immediately grabbed the fifth parking space. The speed of all the cars has not yet increased, and rash steering and failed overtaking will slow down the speed of the cars, so he slowly stepped on the accelerator, waiting for the opportunity to open up a gap. Taking advantage of this moment, he kept casting his thief eyes towards the stands. Sure enough, after entering the first corner, I saw Zhou Qingyu in the first row of the K area stands.
She was fully armed and covered her face with a mask and sunglasses. Wearing a blue and white baseball uniform, his long curly hair hangs over his shoulders. Perhaps in order to make Li Fanyu notice her, she did not sit down, but leaned casually on the railing, showing off her tall and attractive figure.
Li Fanyu was covering her up even more tightly than she was at the moment, and he couldn't make random gestures during the game, so he nodded slightly to her, not sure if Zhou Qingyu saw it.
After more than 500 meters, the speed of the car gradually dropped to about 90. Seeing that there was enough space between the cars in front and behind, Li Fanyu stepped on the accelerator. After remembering the tire noise caused by the sudden acceleration, the kart suddenly accelerated.
Li Fanyu used his peripheral vision to glance at Alonso, who was still at the back.
Come and compete!