This is not how you drive a machine!

Chapter 201 Ruthless Elimination

On the track, flames shot up into the sky.

Feeling the roar of the engine's horsepower, Qingluan felt that her soul was trembling along with the high-speed running tires.

The heart seemed to be pierced by the engine piston, and the mind was baptized by speed.

An unbearable feeling of hunger and thirst emanated from deep within her body, stimulating her entire transmission system to itch, like dry wood being ignited...

She longed for a complete release!
accelerate!
Speed ​​up!

Blast this track!

The strong wind carried sand and stones that constantly scraped the car covers, and the gushing flames poured onto the track without any scruples.

The moment she reached the engine's limit, she suddenly felt that being a mecha girl was a very enjoyable thing.

When running at top speed, everything is so wonderful, except the numbers on the tachometer.

Too low!

too low!
I can't stand it!

"Brake quickly! Xiyue!"

“It’s going to fly out!”

"No, you can't brake! The brake pads will explode!"

Looking at the sign for the end of the highway flying quickly in front of her, Qingluan's mind flashed through a hundred possible suicidal behaviors of the mecha girl, and the device in her heart exploded in an instant.

"Slow down! Turn off your [Moon Phase]! I'm going to fly out!"

"Xiyue! Release the accelerator quickly!"

"Xiyue!"

Looking at Sister Qingluan's trembling body and feeling the panic coming from the mental link, Jiang Xiyue suddenly felt very funny.

Who was so happy just now?
"Don't be impatient, Sister Qingluan, it's still early before the braking point."

Hearing this, Qingluan felt as if the vessel in her heart was breaking apart: "How much longer will this take! I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

"5..."

"Another 500 meters?"

"4..."

"Xiyue, let me get ready!"

Through the mental connection, Qingluan sensed Jiang Xiyue's thoughts, and the heart device began to spasm prematurely, and the five-colored flames on the car body became brighter and brighter.

Is that scary, exciting, intense, high, terrifying, expectant, painful and refreshing feeling of drifting coming?

"Xiyue, come on."

Jiang Xiyue released the accelerator and stepped on it several times, recalling Zhou Yun's final operation of rushing into Anqing Gorge. The moment he felt the center of gravity shift, he suddenly pulled the handbrake.

Suddenly, the anger in Qingluan's body disappeared.

"Xiyue, you've turned around!"

At the end of the highway entering Anqing Gorge, a colorful fire storm suddenly lit up, appearing in the sight of viewers across the Internet.

"sharp."

"As expected of her."

Looking at Qingluan who successfully slid into the corner after four consecutive inertial drifts on the track, his heart trembled.

Although this drift is slower than Zhou Yun's lateral drifting, it is impossible to reduce all the speed in one breath.

However, this drift can simplify the operation process so that joystick players can also play it.

It seems that this is where I am lacking.

He smiled bitterly in his heart. If he had used this operation at that time, wouldn't he have broken the 8-minute mark?
Then he thought of the recent rumors, about how her level wasn't enough to be a member of Team 1, and how she came to the Lightyear Project because she was abandoned by the Light Cycle... Whoever believed that was a fucking idiot!

On the other side, Zhou Yun touched the teacup and felt that it was no longer hot, so he picked up a bottle of Coke from the side and drank it in one gulp.

Could it be that Xiyue has learned so many postures without any instruction?

He is worthy of being No. 2 in the family.

"Han Renshi, Xiyue will soon break 8."

Han Yu nodded, even though Xiyue’s brakes were almost at the end of their usefulness and the tires were almost worn out.

But he knew that Xiyue could compensate by adjusting the tire temperature. Since his idol said so, it must be true.

But who is Han Renshi?
……

"Can Xiyue break 8?"

"I think it's quite tough. After all, her brakes and tires are already pushed to their limits, and Qingluan's own skills and aerodynamic layout are not suitable."

"If Ling Yu were here, she would have arrived at the boarding platform by now..."

Looking at Xiyue charging towards the boarding platform on the big screen in the conference room, everyone started talking.

"I don't know which grandson reported Ling Yu, I'm convinced!"

"But I never thought that Qingluan, such a lazy mecha girl, could achieve such a result."

Listening to everyone's discussions, Chen Shuo felt numb.

It's numb, really.

In the more than one month since Jiang Xiyue left the team, he had finally managed to convince those in Jiang Wuyang's faction that Jiang Wuyang was outdated and had blocked their development by light years.

Today's meeting is to put the final nail in the coffin, so that everyone can take a good look.

How can a person who can't even keep his own daughter's grades in good condition control the direction of the Light Wheel?
And now?

What the hell did I see?

The old man was happy that the girl ran through the game? Even the old man was happy.

So you, Qingluan, have been playing me for five years, right?

I often forget the game time and fall asleep at the entrance of the alley. The few games I played were all a mess. I forced out the technical directors of five teams because of my laziness. I couldn't even send them out...

Now he felt like two armies were fighting against each other. He set up the arena and banned the opponent's Five Tiger Generals, including Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, leaving the opponent with no powerful generals available.

As a result, the opponent sent out General Xing Daorong, who killed Lu Bu with one blow!
"..."

The current situation is that Jiang Xiyue's performance has debunked all the rumors that have been circulating for more than a month, and has put a huge weight on the hearts of every hesitant person.

What was supposed to be the execution ground for Jiang Wuyang turned into a great assist for his opponent.

But it's not yet to the point where it's irreversible, and he still has some words to remedy the situation.

As a person with a major in Journalism, he can express the facts in any way he wants.

Although it won't have any earth-shaking effect, it can make room for subsequent measures.

As long as it doesn't break 8 points...

"She surpassed Han Yu and broke the 8-minute time limit!"

Chen Shuo's face was frozen. He slammed the table with an expression of three parts disbelief, three parts astonishment, and three parts anger.

"I'm going to use the bathroom."

"7 minutes and 59 seconds!"

The commentator's excited voice resounded throughout the Internet: "This game once again welcomes someone who broke the 8-minute record."

After repeating this several times, the ranking in the upper left corner of the screen began to change.

Jiang Xiyue surpassed Han Yu and came in second place.

"The last four consecutive drifts into the corner were so smooth that my blood was boiling. Jiang Xiyue reached 94% of the virtual competition record. Congratulations on her successful advancement!"

In the monitoring room, Jiang Bin looked at the detailed data on the monitor and said with a smile: "Xiyue really went on a killing spree this time."

Jiang Wuyang couldn't help but feel ecstatic when he saw his daughter's competition results.

"Hey, Xiyue is still far from perfect, she still needs to practice."

He sighed deeply. If Jiang Bin hadn't been next to him, he would have wanted to cover his buttocks, scratch his head, and do a "space walk" on the spot.

The last four consecutive drifts were used perfectly.

Shuozi, you see, the driver's driving skills are everything.

Driving skills are the foundation of the racing industry. Whoever masters driving skills will control the future.

Jiang Bin, who was standing by, sighed with emotion: "Unknowingly, Xiyue has grown to this point."

Jiang Wuyang pulled down the corners of his mouth, pressed his hands lightly, and shook his head.

"That's not right. Xiyue still has a lot of room for improvement..."

"Get out of here and go to Versailles!"

Jiang Bin collected the players' data and said with a smile, "Xiyue is better than you were back then, especially the way she raises her head when starting and controls the temperature difference between the front and rear wheels. I would never have thought of that."

As he spoke, he gestured.

"The front tire temperature is low, the top speed is good, the friction is poor, and the acceleration is poor. The rear tire temperature is high, the top speed is poor, but the friction is good and the acceleration is good..."

"When there's a significant temperature difference between the front and rear wheels, it ensures angle control during drifting and also enhances the acceleration effect after drifting."

"The Qingluan's short wheelbase also enhances the cornering speed improvement brought about by drifting."

"Although this kind of start will result in a certain loss of speed, the catapult start effect makes the sacrifice not significant, and in return, the overall state is improved."

Listening to Jiang Bin's endless narration, Jiang Wuyang scratched his head.

Did Xiyue think so much?

She must be doing this because she's so handsome!
Listening to his old teammate's words, he waved his hands, his expression showing two parts of surprise, three parts of mystery, five parts of relief, and two hundred and forty points of pride, and spoke like an idiot.

"Keep a low profile, keep a low profile, understand?"

Looking at Jiang Wuyang's expression of idiotic idiot, Jiang Bin sighed and then smiled bitterly.

"The top three are all drifters, and their stats are so impressive. How are you going to teach us?"

A mentor, as the name suggests, is someone who helps them improve.

If I can't help, I might as well retire. He suddenly felt that the remaining hair on his head would soon be blown away by the wind.

After putting down the red information in his hand, he asked in confusion, "What's going on with the Light Wheel? I've been away for so many years, why are things getting more and more slow?"

"Have you decided on the mentor team? You're the main mentor of the Light Wheel, so who will be the deputy mentor?"

"You have to be the organizer and handle all sorts of matters, big and small. If you don't have an assistant, won't you be exhausted to death?"

Jiang Wuyang thought for a moment and snorted. Chen Shuo would definitely take this matter to heart for a long time, sending someone who was always at odds with him.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter. Let's talk about it after this game is over."

After saying that, he looked towards the boarding platform, and seeing Qingluan vomiting all over the floor, he couldn't help but laugh.

It is estimated that Qingluan will soon fall seriously ill.

A terrible illness that made me feel like vomiting when I saw the racetrack lasted for exactly one and a half months.

I still have to block him for a while, otherwise he will come to settle the score with me.

……

On the boarding platform.

Qingluan felt like she had vomited out all the gears in the transmission, flywheel, etc., and felt like she was about to become numb with pleasure.

She lay limply on the boarding platform like a puddle of mud, looking up at the sky.

"I don't want to move anymore. I want to go to bed."

"Come on, come on!"

"Get a forklift and shovel it away for me."

Jiang Xiyue took off his helmet and breathed for a long time. Looking at Qingluan who didn't care about her image at all, he smiled and lay beside Qingluan, looking at the clear and transparent sky.

The sky is so blue, the clouds are so white, and the sun is so big...

At this moment, her mind was completely calm.

Away from the chaos inside the wheel of life, away from the endless endorsements and activities, I can completely immerse myself in the track. It feels so good!
Fortunately, I chose to return to Jingyun at the beginning of the year, otherwise I would be further and further away from the path of a racing driver.

Thinking of this, she felt a little anxious.

I really want to get Sister Lingyu’s contract right now and leave.

And now that he has obtained the qualification to advance, the guy who messed with Sister Ling Yu should be getting impatient.

"hey-hey……"

The sunlight at almost ten o'clock charmingly brushed over the two people on the boarding platform. Feeling the tranquility in the air, Jiang Xiyue smiled and asked, "Sister Qingluan, how does it feel to run at full speed?"

"Isn't it not so bad?"

Qingluan recalled the soul-shaking feeling on the track and couldn't help licking her lips.

Ling Yu was right. As long as he could overcome the barrier in his heart and let the rubber rub against the road quickly, the feeling of drifting would come...

"Ugh~"

"Forehead……"

"No, Xiyue, I'm sick."

Qingluan held Jiang Xiyue's hand tightly, her face pale, and she said weakly: "Xiyue, I don't know what's wrong. I feel very uncomfortable now."

"I, I seem to be sick. I need to go back and have a good rest."

"Xiyue, I'm sorry, I won't participate in the next game."

Jiang Wuyang!
I can't stand it anymore!
Your daughter is a psychopath!

"Xiyue..."

Hearing Qingluan's apologetic and sickly voice, Jiang Xiyue's expression suddenly changed.

"Ah...that's it."

"Okay, Sister Qingluan, please go and come back quickly. Don't delay your health."

Then, her tone became regretful: "Hey, the spiritual pressure hot springs awarded to the top three, it seems I can only go and soak in them by myself..."

"Well, Xiyue, it's not too late to go back after I finish my bath."

"Hehe." Jiang Xiyue narrowed her eyes and laughed, then she got up and looked at the track below.

Will there be another driver who breaks 8 minutes?

……

Tick.

Tick.

As time passed, Game 4 began.

To the audience's disappointment, this game was not drifting, nor was it a traditional genre.

The driver hit a tree.

"You're too anxious!"

Looking at the medical staff and Jiuyuan rapid repair team rushing up quickly in the picture, Ning Yuan quickly checked the settings of the live broadcast room.

After confirming it was open, he said speechlessly: "Don't rush to chase in the early stage."

"You're a late-game burst build, stacking up cumulative enhancement runes. Just wait until the highway area explodes, and you're all set for a promotion!"

After the program crew confirmed that the driver was fine and the machine needed an overhaul, Jiang Wuyang's voice came over the radio.

"Mental state is the most basic quality of a racing driver. No matter what kind of disadvantage a driver is in, his mentality should not and cannot collapse."

"I'm sorry, you didn't make it through this round. You're eliminated."

"The Lightyear Project will be fully responsible for your subsequent medical treatment and the maintenance of the mecha girl. You don't have to worry about that. Please follow the staff and leave the venue."

Jiang Wuyang smiled bitterly, what a pity.

He was quite optimistic about this driver, he had participated in S series, won the city championship, played in over a hundred races, and had over ninety podiums.

He won too much, was too proud, was stimulated by Zhou Yun's record, and was eager to prove himself again, so he made a mistake.

So young and energetic.

"I hope the next competitors can learn from this competitor's mistakes. Fifth driver Cheng Jin, please take the starting grid."

"8 minutes and 21 seconds, congratulations to Cheng Jin for advancing."

"9 minutes and 52 seconds. Sorry, you haven't reached 80% of the virtual mark. You're eliminated."

"Sorry, eliminated."

"Next up is the B-rated competitor, 7th place Bi Chen, please step onto the starting platform."

The sun slowly moved towards the zenith of the sky, and the atmosphere of the game gradually became depressing.

There are no more drifting players, only traditional talent skills and routing.

Compared to drifting, 90% of the results are determined by the data on paper, which seems a bit boring.

But Ning Yuan watched it with great interest all day long.

"Just say what you mean."

"Brothers, how long has it been since we saw such a competition program?"

"This isn't a show where the winner is already determined, nor is it a show where contestants chase popularity. This is a true elimination match."

"There's no pity game, no marketing, no team advertising, no talent show. Everything is based purely on technique."

"If you don't have good driving skills, you'll be eliminated. There's no room for error. If you want to win, you have to force yourself not to make any mistakes..."

Listening to Ning Yuan's endless narration, everyone in the live broadcast room listened very attentively, as it really touched their hearts.

These days, it's very difficult to have a pure sports program. There are always some stupid directors who force the competition for the sake of "artistic effect".

There are always some second-rate people who come from nowhere and have already booked the rankings in the competition...

The Lightyear Project Trials is the only competition program in the past three years that has an open competition system, transparent competition, and transparent modification skills and talents.

That's how ruthless you have to be.

Otherwise, how can we talk about fairness?

[Yeah, that's what we used to see. The drivers themselves needed training, and they were said to be eliminated, but the director pressured the race team to give them a chance to come back.]

[That’s right, ever since that crappy show, I’ve stopped watching this kind of show. If it weren’t for the Death Star, I wouldn’t even bother to open it.]

This game is real.

"That's what allows the rider to improve their strength."

Jiang Wuyang looked at the results of the game and smiled with relief.

The competition itself is cruel, and only the drivers who realize this and continue to move forward steadily under pressure are the drivers he wants.

only……

"The Lightyear Project really doesn't teach drifting!"

Six hours later, as the last driver stepped onto the finishing platform, the race finally came to the end.

Some of these drivers handled the situation very well and despite receiving a D rating, they still achieved brilliant results, while others received an A rating but were tragically eliminated.

At the end of the competition, only 22 players remained.

The results have also been determined.

"The young are truly formidable." Jiang Bin said with a smile after finishing organizing the data.

Hearing this, Jiang Wuyang smiled bitterly. He didn't expect that the three people with the best modification results were also the three people in the actual ranking.

Even though the latecomers had many advantages in 'road familiarity' and 'experience', none of them could break the records of these three...

"I wish the departure order had been randomized."

He yawned and stretched his muscles, which were sore from sitting for so long.

"Announce the results and prepare for the podium."

(End of this chapter)