Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 1200 Engine Roar
boom! Boom boom boom!
The whole world was shaking. When I stepped on the ground, I could clearly feel the slight vibration. The waves of numbness went into my blood and rushed to my head. The rolling air waves that were comparable to miniature earthquakes came towards me layer by layer. I could feel the atmosphere of the scene before the track and the car came into view.

In addition to the roar of audibles and the shock of vision, there is the tingling sensation felt by the sense of touch, the heat captured by the sense of smell, and even the taste on the tip of the tongue can feel the dryness and frenzy in the air. All five senses are mobilized, and every cell in the body is immersed in this restlessness and melts quietly.

Formula One, a completely different and exciting sport.

It is known as one of the three major sporting events in the world, along with the World Cup and the Olympic Games. Just from the literal meaning, it only takes 2.5 seconds to accelerate from zero to kilometers per hour, and can exceed kilometers per hour within five seconds.

Although the FIA ​​has reformed the racing rules and the top speed of Formula One cars is now restricted, at its peak, the top speed of Formula One cars once exceeded 400 kilometers per hour, constantly challenging the limits in the adventurous journey of pursuing the ultimate speed of mankind.

However, only when you are actually there can you feel that Formula One is far from being about speed.

Perhaps, speed is the most intuitive first perception of this sport; but even if you are not a racing driver, just being a spectator at the scene can also make you feel that this is about sweat and passion, about enthusiasm and reason, and about teamwork.

Just like the monster created by Frankenstein, the human flesh and blood and the cold steel and iron bones blended and collided perfectly, but what was born in the end was not a monster, but a god!

To some extent, this is a sport of creating gods, relying on human wisdom and mechanical power to challenge limits and explore infinite possibilities.

The racetrack is hidden behind the bustling crowds of people, and the vibration and excitement in the air make the heart beat uncontrollably.

In Levi's not-so-long career, he has experienced home and away games of all sizes, but he was still shocked by the scene before him.

After turning a corner, the view suddenly opens up, and the magnificent and vast scenery spreads out before your eyes, making your eyes too busy to take it all in.

Under the golden sunlight, the track sparkled with a bright metallic luster, winding around the hills like a giant dragon squatting for a short rest, and the rolling heat in the air burned like the breath of a giant dragon.

The tracks stretch as far as the eye can see, sometimes dropping rapidly, sometimes turning abruptly. Just by looking at them with your eyes, you can imagine the tension and busyness of the racers as they quickly switch between the accelerator, brake and steering wheel.

Not far away, at the iconic first corner of the Circuit of the Americas, the car whizzed past the ground, raising a cloud of dust. Every slight lane change and acceleration pulled the heart up slightly. Even before I realized it, the blood was already boiling. The collision of my footsteps with the ground became light and cheerful. I couldn't wait to rush to the side of the track.

Just like Icarus chasing the sun, he flapped his wings and flew high regardless of anything, just trying to get closer and closer to the sun, even if the price was to be torn to pieces.

Dazzled and overwhelmed.

For a very, very short moment, Levi temporarily forgot about the Netflix filming team surrounding him, and also temporarily forgot that he came here today to shoulder the social and publicity responsibilities, and simply focused on racing.

I stood on a small hill, catching the afterimage of a racing car whizzing past through the iron railings. Out of the corner of my eye I inadvertently saw a moving golden bird's nest. The stubborn and messy hair seemed to have its own thoughts, growing wildly, like a mad scientist.

Levi took a glance, and then couldn't help but take another look, cheering like a racing fan.

"Kimi, race on!"

The figure wearing a red and white racing suit and sunglasses and an expressionless face passed by. He paused for a moment, took a quick glance, and was about to continue moving forward.

Kimi Raikkonen, a Formula One racing driver, turned professional in 2001. The driver nicknamed "Iceman" has had an ups and downs career. He is undoubtedly one of the most talented drivers in the Mesozoic era. Unfortunately, he always lacks some luck. He only won his only annual championship in the 2007 season, and also won two runner-up titles and three third places.

Last season, Raikkonen won the third place in the annual driver's championship for the Ferrari team; this season, he transferred to the Alfa Romeo team.

Levi doesn't know much about Formula 1, but Schumacher and Raikkonen are a few drivers that Levi knows and admires, and he is particularly close to them. Seeing this with his own eyes at this moment, Levi has rarely transformed into a racing fan.

Raikkonen didn't care. The fans' cheers and encouragement were numerous. This naturally cold-faced driver had long been accustomed to such scenes. He nodded slightly and prepared to continue moving forward. However, a subconscious feeling of something wrong caught his steps, and he stopped and looked over again -

First, the man was inside the wire fence, an area that was off-limits to spectators.

Second, that person was surrounded by the Netflix team and the cameras were rolling.

Finally, the man's figure, temperament, and dress were obviously extraordinary.

Everything is unique.

However, Raikkonen still wanted to leave. After all, they were just strangers. Aren’t there enough amateur guests invited by sponsors to watch the race every year?
Moreover, most of them are ignorant idiots. You can't report a work injury if you socialize with idiots!

Raikkonen didn't want to deal with amateurs if he didn't have to.

But after hesitating for a moment, Raikkonen still responded politely.

“The view out front is better.”

Levi smiled and said, "I can guess. But when Alice first entered the dream, she couldn't miss any scenery."

"In fact, if she had missed it, would she have been unable to escape the Red Queen's Kingdom in the end?"

Raikkonen: …

After a brief silence, Raikkonen nodded again, turned around and left without saying anything more.

Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.

Levi turned his head and looked at the camera of Netflix's photographer, his face full of innocence and clear eyes——

But he didn't say anything and just let the awkward atmosphere remain.

But there is no need to speak, that innocent expression is already the best response, combined with the roar of the engine on the scene, the comedy effect is maximized.

All the members of Netflix's production team shifted their gazes one by one, trying their best to control the slight shaking of their shoulders, which they almost couldn't hold back.

Then, Levi reluctantly withdrew his gaze and continued walking. He had not walked far when he stopped again. This time, someone called Levi.

"Hey, Levi! Professor!"

The energetic and enthusiastic call penetrates the roar of the engine and hits the eardrum. When you turn your head, you can see a graceful figure coming towards you.

(End of this chapter)