formula superstar

Chapter 59

To be honest, Yan Yitian had expected Mo Yanji not to be selected, but it was undeniable that Yan Yitian was really looking forward to Mo Yanji.

So when he found out that Mo Yanji was not on the list of 40 people, he just frowned and left.

But Aisa didn't catch up, and just asked the person in charge in the office, "Did Yan Yitian ask about the situation just now?"

"Not really, I just looked at the profiles of these deleted players."

As he spoke, the person in charge stepped aside so that Aisa could see the information on the computer screen.And the page that stopped now was the profile of a Chinese player named "Mo Yanji".

"Mo Yanji? Why does it sound familiar?"

Mo Fei's emotions these past few days are like riding a roller coaster, going from high to low.For example, at a very low place at this time, the car is about to overturn.

But to the surprise of the Mo family father and son, it was not Mrs. Yang or Liu Niangu who came to them after hearing the first news, but Yan Qian.This person who suddenly disappeared for another two months.

At this time, he was sitting in the living room of Mo's house, eating the hot pot that Mo Fei bought back with "hulahula", like a starving ghost reincarnated, but Mofei was too embarrassed to drive him out.

After Yan Qian finished his last sip of soup, could it be possible that he still had time to ask him why he appeared here and how his family would allow him, but Yan Qian spoke before him, "Tell me that you are all in the little ghost's resume." What is written on it?"

"I'm not a brat."

Mo Yan was upset.

But Yan Qian ignored him directly, pointing the finger at Mo Fei, "Did you just write like this step by step?"

"Um... yeah. What's wrong?"

Yan Qian sighed bitterly, "You are too stupid. Do you think you are applying for ordinary employees? Even ordinary employees, people nowadays know what is important!"

"...You mean I should write about my best? Nothing else?"

"Not only that! It's best to send the video clips of the most beautiful games along with your resume. And, if it were me, I would describe those games directly. That means your resume is different from others first. It is a place that is eye-catching and can be immersed in it quickly..."

Just as Yan Qian was eloquent, Mo Yanji's words directly fixed the actions of the two of them—"But is it useful to say these things now?"

Yan Qian stood up suddenly, patted Mo Yanji on the shoulder, "That's why I came here!"

"What do you mean?"

Could it be that I don't understand.

"Don't give up. The official list of 40 people has not been announced yet. That means we still have a chance. In fact, we won't lose with the kid's resume!" As he said, Yan Qian rubbed his nose, "This time, change I will write your resume for you! Then, submit again! This time, the email of the organizing committee is no longer unified, but the email of the general manager Mr. Braun!"

"...Are you a hacker?"

"That's what you say."

Yan Qian laughed.In fact, he doesn't have enough confidence in his heart, but life is all about fighting, isn't it?Moreover, they have capital, and Mo Yanji has this capital.

As for where this private mailbox came from... I have to thank his uncle.

So the night before the F3 Organizing Committee was going to announce the official list, Braun, the general manager, opened his mailbox and found a particularly interesting email—it had no subject, but at the very beginning it described how a young man named Mo Yanji was struggling. Winning one miraculous game after another under difficult conditions.

Just after Braun was immersed in this and couldn't help but open the game video again, he finally noticed the last few words - he didn't start racing at the age of ten, he created the best lap time in the first race, etc...

It was only after seeing this that he realized that this boy was really a genius.

At the end of the page is written - "I hope that Mr. Braun who has seen these can give this young racer a life to continue racing. He will bring you a miracle, and a miracle for all audiences. Please don't give up on him. Please Mr. Braun Give this player a chance to try out."

"Ying Tian, ​​what's wrong?"

When he was about to play, the teammates of the team discovered that Yan Yitian was still surfing the Internet.I couldn't help but went to look at it, but found that he was browsing the official website of F3.

"What are you doing? Do you want to go back and drive F3? Stop kidding!"

"Of course not. I'm just looking at the list."

"List?"

The teammate took a closer look, and it turned out to be the official preliminary list of this F3 selection competition, but he couldn't help widening his eyes, pointing to the last place and shouting, "What is this?! There are not only 40 people Why? Why is there an extra player? What is a substitute player? There are also substitute players in this kind of game?!"

Yan Yitian also looked at the bottom line of the page in bewilderment—substitute for the selection competition: Mo Yanji, China.

That is to say, unless someone quits by accident, Mo Yanji still has no chance to participate?

"that's not what it means."

On the other side of the sea, Yan Qian also stared at the email sent on the computer screen for a long time.Then his expression changed several times, and finally he smiled wryly, "Thanks to that old man Braun for thinking of such a bad move."

"What do you mean? Why haven't I understood it until now?"

Could it be that he put his whole head in front of the computer screen and stared desperately at a large volume of English research on it for a long time.

"He didn't say it directly, but after reading it carefully, he can still understand what he meant—we defeated him, and he also used us once."

Mo Yan, who had been sitting on the sofa as an old monk, finally looked back at them after hearing the words.There was impatience and deep thought in that look, and more of it was the contempt for Yan Qian who had lived in his home for so long.

"For a long time, the preliminary round of the F3 selection race is to compare the lap time. That is to say, the old man Braun has one more condition, because he is so reluctant to give up Mo Yanji, so Mo Yanji is specially allowed to play in the last few minutes. Lap time. If you can’t beat the top 20, then you will be eliminated, if you pass…”

"How about it?"

"Competitors with a lap time behind Mo Yanji are all eliminated, no matter whether they are among the 20 or not."

Mo Yanji slowly opened his eyes, "In other words, he used me to make an unprecedented show. Unfortunately, I became the target of everyone, but it met his purpose of hype."

Yan Qian shrugged his shoulders, "It's unfortunate, but the truth is true... It won't be tomorrow, there will be constant news from Europe..."

As analyzed by Yan Qian, Braun's decision immediately attracted the attention of journalists in the racing industry, and various speculative reports emerged one after another.Although they tried their best to dig up some information about Mo Yanji, but for some reason, no one seemed to be able to dig up comprehensive information, just scattered and not very brilliant lace.

"You won't say that you lost to me because you didn't perform well in this game, right?"

Sitting in the lounge, Aisa rarely came to talk to Yan Yitian in private.

"No matter what the reason is, isn't it because you didn't play well that made the game boring?"

Yan Yitian smiled and smoked a cigarette.

Aisa frowned.Racing drivers need good lung capacity, although they rarely smoke, so he now particularly hates second-hand smoke, "You mean the races I win are boring?"

Yan Yitian turned his eyes and looked at Aisa seriously, "That's right. Because you are very cunning every time, there is no point in being knocked down if you don't go all out in the game. You don't understand, so your game will never It will be wonderful."

Aisa smiled self-deprecatingly, "Could it be that you think that kid named Mo Yanji's game is more exciting than mine?! That's why you defend him desperately?! I heard that those reporters returned without success... "

"Oh? Why, even you are interested?"

Aisa didn't answer directly, but murmured, "So he is the one who is comparable to Daniel..." Aisa turned around and smiled before leaving, "I look forward to it."

"Actually, so do I."

Yan Yitian also smiled at him.

Almost at the same moment, many, many people are looking forward to that day - because they are full of hope.It's just that this is a very simple temporary team, because even with Mo Fei as a manager, the team's technicians are only Yan Qian and Mo Fei.

"I will teach you the most basic maintenance techniques in the shortest time. Such as changing tires."

Yan Qian swallowed the strips, picked up a pen and began to write and draw, "Don't think that changing tires is easy, in fact, it is very technical and tacit. It's just... if there are only two of us, it may cost twice or even more than others. three times or more."

"...Am I going to jump out of the car and change the tires with you? For example, if you change the tires, I will pry the jack."

Mo Yanji asked a serious question. The tragedy is that the point of this sentence hit the red heart—how can you change the tire without prying the car up first? !Also, there must be two jacks at the front and back, or two? !How many hands does this person have? !

For a while, there was no sound in the whole room, not even the sound of Yan Qian lying on the sofa and eating melon seeds.

Until the door of Mo's house was knocked.

Behind the door is old lady Yang with a kind smile on her face, her fat and fat body is still curled up on old lady Yang's lap.But behind Mrs. Yang was Yin Li who kicked the door open.The moment she saw Mo Fei, her grinning smile subsided, and then she lowered her head and smiled at Mo Fei shyly, so frightened that Mo Fei's goose bumps fell all over the floor.

"Mr. Yang, why are you here?"

"I'm not welcome?"

Yin Li found Yan Qian after pushing Mrs. Yang into the door.

At this moment, Yan Qian and Mrs. Yang looked at each other, neither of them said anything.Just when Mo Fei thought that the two would fall out, it was Yan Qian who moved the corners of his lips first, "Mrs., long time no see."

Mo Yanji was a little surprised to see Yan Qian's well-behaved appearance, but he actually bowed to the old lady Yang in a serious manner.

"Well, Qian, long time no see. You..."

Mrs. Yang looked Yan Qian up and down, then sighed, and smiled, "I've grown a lot taller. I've become more handsome. Oh hehehe..."

"puff……"

Yin Li sprayed salt soda all over the place very disrespectfully.It was also the first time she heard Mrs. Yang boasting so much.

"By the way, we met someone when we came up. It seemed that we had been wandering downstairs for a long time, and then we brought her up together. Girl, are you still there?"

Mrs. Yang turned her head to greet her, and saw Liu Niangu's head protruding from the corner.Her face was red, she lowered her head and said softly, "Morning...morning. May I...may I come in?"

Could it be that just as he was hesitating, he saw Yin Li stepping forward and pulled Liu Niangu in, "Why are you hesitating?! Didn't you just discuss that there are not enough people?! Now the four are changing tires." It's all staffed!"

Seeing Yin Li patted himself and then Liu Niangu, all the staff were taken aback.Especially Liu Niangu—let her change tires?She won't!

"Hey, hey! Come on, do you think she's touched a tire like that?!"

Yan Qian was the first to be dissatisfied.

"Just please, what time is it now, it would be nice to have someone. It's still pick and choose."

"What about the jack?"

"It's just you and Mo Fei, so is it possible that Mr. Yang is going to pry the jack?"

"Then there are only two people left after changing tires?!"

"My little girl and I each change two. Don't worry, I will teach her!"

"..."

"I always feel that things have gone in a strange direction..."

"Oh hehe, the child's father, this time I came to discuss with you, can you let me be the supervisor captain this time? Yin girl, she has already explained to her mentor that she will come to help us. Ah Qian Will come too, and so will that little girl."

Mrs. Yang slowly followed the hair of Zhaocai, "Although we may be the team with the worst equipment, we are definitely not the team with the weakest strength. What do you think?"

"Oh, yes."

Over there, Yan Qian was still discussing personnel and work issues with Yin Li, and Liu Niangu was caught in the middle, blushing with embarrassment.But Mo Yanji was standing at the far east side of the room, he looked out of the window quietly, as if he couldn't hide the initial throbbing in his heart.

The first day of the European F3 qualifying preliminary round is coming soon.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Murphy: I pried the jack.

Yin Li: I change tires.

Mo Yanji: I drive.

Yan Qian: I do data.

Mrs. Yang: I will direct.

Lucky: ... Meow.