Tactical Positioning on the Professional Racing Field—What’s Wrong with a Ride-Hailing Driver Having Some Money? (1)
Seeing Wang Qianni so excited, Yang Chen teased, “What kind of crazy talk is that? Anyone overhearing would think we’re doing something scandalous in the sports car.”
Wang Qianni wasn’t shy at all and immediately retorted, “Well, do you want to find out what it feels like to ‘do something’ in the car?”
“Shut up, I’m scared of you,” Yang Chen replied, feigning mock fear.
Wang Qianni chuckled, revealing a smug smile.
Seeing Yang Chen flustered seemed to give her a strange sense of pleasure.
Because there was a bend ahead, the other four cars slowed down to varying degrees.
It was just for fun; no need to risk their lives.
Crashing at a speed of over 100 mph would definitely result in a wrecked car and potential fatalities.
Chen Lijun, in the lead, also subconsciously slowed down. His GTR had already reached 150 mph. If something unexpected happened, his relatives and friends might be planning his funeral.
Just as Yang Chen had repeatedly emphasized, straight-line speed doesn’t mean anything; anyone can accelerate in a straight line.
Cornering speed is what really matters; that’s where skill is truly demonstrated.
With a roar, the Lamborghini charged forward like a fierce beast.
Wang Jun’s Audi R8 was instantly left behind.
Wang Jun was shocked and exclaimed, “Is this kid crazy! Doesn’t he know there’s a bend ahead?”
A bend?
Of course, Yang Chen knew there was a bend ahead, which is precisely why he accelerated.
With ample distance before entering the bend, Yang Chen immediately used the handbrake, initiating a drift into the bend along the edge of the road. The car was already sliding sideways before entering the curve.
Zhang Jun, driving the Audi R8 behind, widened his eyes at this scene.
“Damn! Is this the kind of skill a ride-hailing driver should possess?” Zhang Jun exclaimed in disbelief.
Wang Qianni felt like she was about to be thrown around and quickly grabbed the seat tightly.
“Yang Chen, you can drift!” Wang Qianni shouted, a mix of fear and excitement in her voice.
Yang Chen didn’t reply. By this time, the car had navigated the bend. Yang Chen then executed a “fishtail” maneuver [a technique to straighten the car after a drift] to bring the car back into a straight line and continued to maintain a speed of 150 mph.
At this moment, everyone staring at the computer screen at the starting point was stunned by the trajectory of the red dot representing Yang Chen’s car.
“Damn! How did the Lamborghini get through just now? It didn’t even look like it slowed down!”
“Judging from the trajectory of the red dot, he clearly drifted through the bend.”
“Damn! Didn’t they say he’s just a ride-hailing driver? Why can he drift through corners like that?”
“It’s over! I just bet a million on Jun Shao [referring to Wang Jun] to win. Jun Shao slowed down to take the bend, but this guy drifted through without slowing down. Doesn’t that mean Jun Shao might not win for sure?”
…
Wang Zijun laughed and said, “It’s okay; you can still bet now. I’m very accommodating. As long as you bring the money, you can still bet on Yang Chen to win.”
They had already bet all their money on Chen Lijun to win, so they had no money left to bet on Yang Chen.
Moreover, they still felt that Chen Lijun was more likely to win, after all, he was a professional racer.
At this moment, the red dot representing Yang Chen’s car made another perfect arc and then quickly caught up with Li He’s Ferrari 458 on the straight.
“Damn! Another drift!”
“Li He is about to be overtaken!”
“Brother, hold your position! Don’t let him pass!”
“Damn! He didn’t hold onto third place! The Lamborghini overtook him! It’s over; this guy is something else!”
…
At this point, Wang Qianni had gone wild, shouting at Yang Chen, “Yang Chen, you’re amazing! Faster, I want you to go faster! Woohoo… Yeah!”
“Didn’t you say you wouldn’t scream? Be quiet; it’s too noisy!” Yang Chen said, trying to maintain his focus.
Wang Qianni giggled and said, “You’re just too amazing; I can’t help but scream. These things are subconscious; how can I control them?”
Why did she always feel like something was off when she spoke, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it?
There were still four bends left. If he couldn’t overtake Chen Lijun before the final straight, it would be too difficult to overtake his modified GTR on the straight.
Most importantly, even if Yang Chen led the GTR into the final straight, he couldn’t guarantee he would win.
Because the modified GTR would definitely be faster than the Lamborghini on the straight.
Therefore, to ensure victory, Yang Chen had to lead the GTR by at least one bend’s worth of time to have a chance of winning.
Yang Chen floored the accelerator and sped out again.
Wang Qianni felt the obvious push back and quickly said, “Big brother, we’re about to reach another bend; don’t go so fast; I can’t take it.”
Yang Chen ignored her. He had to overtake the McLaren on the next bend.
At this moment, Chen Lijun, who was in first place, ordered Zhou Yang, who was driving the McLaren, to block Yang Chen through the intercom.
Zhou Yang quickly complied, immediately slowing down while occupying the middle of the lane and swerving left and right, not giving Yang Chen a chance to overtake.
For safety’s sake, Yang Chen had to slow down and enter the bend with Zhou Yang, one after the other.
If Yang Chen forcibly overtook on the bend at this time, and they collided with Zhou Yang’s McLaren, they would all be finished.
In short, Zhou Yang was betting that Yang Chen wouldn’t risk everything.
Wang Qianni said angrily, “Zhou Yang, that bastard, he’s doing it on purpose!”
With less than 300 meters to the next bend, Yang Chen reminded, “Hold on tight! There’s going to be a big drift in a moment!”
Wang Qianni was a little scared, no longer as excited as before, her face now full of fear.
Zhou Yang in the McLaren said with a smile, “Jun Shao, you can run with peace of mind; I’ll block him for you. Remember to treat us if you win the race.”
Chen Lijun laughed and said, “Good brother, don’t worry. I’ll make him kneel down and crawl between our legs if we win the race later.”
“Haha…” The two laughed.
Yang Chen kept changing lanes, trying to shake the McLaren’s position a little.
As they approached the bend, the McLaren slowed down.
“Now’s the time!” Yang Chen muttered.
The Lamborghini suddenly turned sharply to the right, pretending to overtake from the right, and the McLaren quickly turned sharply to the right to block the overtaking route.
In that instant, the Lamborghini suddenly turned left again, almost brushing the McLaren’s rear end as it turned to its left side. Then, Yang Chen floored the accelerator again, shifted gears, and rushed out.
Everything happened in a flash. Zhou Yang didn’t even have a chance to react before he saw the Lamborghini overtake him.
“Damn! This guy is too bold! He’s risking his life!”
Zhou Yang said, astonished.
Chen Lijun quickly asked, “Damn! What’s going on? Zhou Yang, how did you let him out?”
Zhou Yang quickly replied, “I couldn’t stop him! This kid is too weird; I don’t know how he suddenly shook me off. Jun Shao, I’m sorry; you can only rely on yourself now.”
Chen Lijun said angrily, “Damn! What can you guys do! But it doesn’t matter; I’m a professional racer, and my car is better than his; there’s no reason for me to lose to him!”
At this moment, Yang Chen drifted through the third bend again, smoothly entering the straight without slowing down.
At this time, his distance from Chen Lijun was less than 10 meters. The GTR continued to maintain its lead with its powerful engine.
Zhao Yufen in the passenger seat said, “A’Jun, he’s catching up; step on it!”
Chen Lijun smiled and said, “Don’t worry. He can’t catch up. I’ll just keep pressing him like this. As long as we pass the last bend and enter the final two-kilometer straight, I can win him even with my eyes closed.”
Chen Lijun’s strategy was sound. As long as he kept pressing him and didn’t give Yang Chen a chance to overtake, his GTR would definitely win when they entered the final two-kilometer sprint.
At this time, at the starting point.
Everyone was staring at the computer screen and discussing.
“The Lamborghini has been maintaining a distance of about 10 meters from the GTR; what does that mean?”
“Don’t you understand? The GTR is deliberately suppressing the speed, not giving the Lamborghini a chance to overtake. Look at the red dot representing the GTR; it’s slightly swaying left and right; you know he’s blocking the track; the Lamborghini behind has no chance to overtake.”
“Chen Lijun, that bastard, isn’t he cheating? If his skills aren’t good enough, he uses these underhanded methods.”
“This is also a tactic; professional races also have teammates helping to block the car behind.”
“Brother Jun, don’t make excuses for not admitting defeat.”
“Haha…”
Wang Zijun smiled disdainfully and said, “A bunch of kids, when your Brother Jun was a rich second generation, you were still secretly looking at the bra straps in the girls’ shirts at school. Would I cheat for this little bit of money? If the Lamborghini doesn’t win the GTR, I’ll pay everything. The outcome hasn’t been decided yet; how do you know the Lamborghini definitely can’t overtake?”
Wang Zijun didn’t want to admit defeat, but he was very scared in his heart.
Chen Lijun was, after all, a semi-professional racer, whose driving skills were far superior to ordinary people.
If Chen Lijun deliberately used this rogue tactic, Yang Chen, as just a ride-hailing driver, would not be able to solve this problem that even professional racers find difficult to solve.
“Brother, you must win! If you lose, all my living expenses for the next year won’t be enough to cover it. As long as you can win, I’ll recognize you as my brother-in-law. My sister is so beautiful; it’s a bargain for you,” Wang Zijun thought to himself.