Dashi Shenhao

Chapter 172 The Three Seconds I Can't Understand
The first step is to dismantle everything that can be dismantled.

Of course, dismantling and dismantling is actually just dismantling a seat.

The second step is to change the tires, the tire pressure is 2.2 before and 2.0 after.

This is actually easy to understand.

The third step is to adjust the data of the ECU.

Brake hardness, direction, maximum inclination, etc.

A lot of messy data, changed one by one.

The brawny engineer kept frowning. It wasn't that Qin Shuai's current data was not adjusted well, but that it was not suitable for this track.

At least not in his judgment.

Qin Shuai did not explain.

Because he just synthesized the actual situation of the track, and experimented with each data in the skill training center.

That's how he pondered, he actually ran thousands of laps on this track.

Basically, I'm running and throwing up.

Back to reality, look at this track again, well, it feels so familiar.

It's the kind of state where you are invincible with your eyes closed.

After 25 minutes, everything was over, and Guo Chengxuan asked an engineer to drive the car to the starting point of the road race track.

3 minute left.

Qin Shuai and his party came out of the modified car garage.

Fortunately, he almost walked side by side with Lin Jiadong.

The two groups of people rolled their eyes at each other, cast cold eyes, and disliked each other.

Similarly, the two groups of people also spoke sarcastic remarks to each other,
Fortunately, there was no real fight.

Finally, they came to the side of the car.

"I'm afraid it's too late now, why don't you pretend to have a stomachache? Just don't let me see you, anyway, I don't know where your home is." Qin Shuai gave Lin Jiadong a bad idea.

Lin Jiadong replied directly: "I hope you can still laugh later."

"I'll win later, why can't I laugh?" Qin Shuai looked at Lin Jiadong with a strange expression.

As if he was saying something illogical.

Cursing is scolding, quarreling is quarreling, and mutual harm is mutual harm.

In the end, we still have to see the truth on the track.

At this moment, a hip-hop young man with his hat on crookedly came over cursingly.

"Take me one!"

"I'll take your sister!" Guo Chengxuan pulled the young man aside.

The person who came was none other than San Zai.

Formerly known as Liu Qiang.

My family is in the computer business.

It is not accurate to just talk about computers. To be precise, the computer business is the main business, and many surrounding fields are also involved.

He and Guo Chengxuan are both racing fans.

You know, not at the racetrack in Ji City.

Instead, they were invited to visit the Ferrari team in a GT3-level international competition.

Because they are all from Huaguo, they chatted and speculated, and those who came and went became friends.

"Aren't you going to participate in the competition?" Sanzai turned his head and saw that it was Guo Chengxuan who was pulling him, and he didn't understand what it was for a while.

Guo Chengxuan explained the matter clearly in a few words, and Sanzai immediately blurted out, "Silly beep Lin Jiadong!"

The voice shouted loudly.

Lin Jiadong also heard it.

However, just pretend not to hear.

Because Guo Chengxuan is at least a little more gentle and a little bit more disciplined.

Sanzi is in a hurry, he is not stingy.

In a simple sentence, love whoever you want, practice if you don’t like it...

Because no one knew who had leaked the news, the random bet on five cars attracted a large number of spectators.

Among these people, in addition to the riders who are rushing over to play on the track, there are also some staff in the track.

There are often games, but games with lottery are not often.

There is a lot of fun to watch, and everyone is hilarious.

It is estimated that the happiest is still in the back.

Winning ridicule, losing shame, the eternal truth.

In this match between Qin Shuai and Lin Jiadong, they ran a total of 15 laps.

Both lap times and total times are calculated.

Starting at the same time, whoever completes 15 laps first will win.

Whoever has the fastest time in a single lap will also record a victory.

This rule was proposed by Qin Shuai.

Lin Jiadong agreed without thinking.

Finally, after the referee explained the rules again, the two expressed their understanding.

"The game will start in 2 minutes, and the countdown will begin." The referee said the last sentence on the intercom.

Waiting around was boring, Qin Shuai rolled down the car window, waved at Lin Jiadong's car, and shouted over and over again: "I let you go first, how long do you think it is appropriate to let you go first?"

Lin Jiadong: "???"

"Otherwise, I will keep the same lap time as yours on the first lap, otherwise I will lose." Qin Shuai continued to tease Lin Jiadong.

Annoying, really annoying.

Lin Jiadong's car window, which had been rolled down, was rolled up again.

Out of sight out of mind.

Ears do not listen, people do not lie.

Qin Shuai said sarcastic words, but in fact he had been appraising the car driven by Lin Jiadong.

Aston Martin DBS.

007's royal car.

The appearance is really cool.

At least, it's rare.

V12 engine, the original torque is 517 Nm.

As for Lin Jiadong's, it was obviously modified.

Peak torque can reach 897.3.

Although this does not mean that this car is suitable for the track, it must mean that the straight-line acceleration of this car is so fast.

Finally, the countdown sign lights up.

No surprises.

Now Qin Shuai can set off without looking at the countdown card.

However, he was in no hurry.

He said he would let Lin Jiadong go first, and he would never break his promise.

It is 3.217 seconds slower than his own car, which is the fastest single-lap result he judged the limit speed of the Aston Martin DBS.

Of course, it was also my old driver who was driving.

As for Lin Jiadong, forget it.

The Aston Martin DBS roars and growls like it feels invincible.

As for Qin Shuai's Lamborghini, it was as if the engine had been turned off.

Yes, just stop and live by idling.

The red light walked peacefully, and the green light snapped on.

The Aston Martin DBS sprang out in one go.

In less than three seconds, break a hundred.

Three seconds later, Qin Shuai started slowly.

His behavior caused the people who watched the excitement to start talking about it.

What's wrong with this?
A racing car, especially a racer with similar strength, has to break apart a few petals every second to calculate.

Sometimes it takes a lot of hard work just for a few tenths of a second.

Wait three seconds before setting off.

Or, the driver of this Lamborghini bull is a real god.

Or, he's a mallet.

Of course, even if it was a stick, it must be a very rich stick.

Otherwise, if there is no money for anyone to have a garage, there must be at least five cars in the garage.

Guo Chengxuan was a member of the anxious army. Qin Shuai's behavior reminded him of the five-minute lap time just now.

Could it be that this brother is really gambling?
Thinking that he was about to hand over his Porsche 918 to Lin Jiadong, he felt uncomfortable for a while.

Sanzi is one of the members of the army who can't understand.

Not only did he not understand, he was also a little angry.

This is intentional release of water, isn't it!
Three seconds, is it so obvious?

He had already decided in his heart that after the match, he must fight Qin Shuai.

Otherwise, you won't be able to vent your anger.

As for Zhang Mengmeng, the old god was there.

Qin Shuai had told her before that the first lap, he had to be at the same speed as Lin Jiadong, and he would abuse him later.

So these three seconds, in Zhang Mengmeng's view, were three seconds of ridicule.

Most people, on the other hand, think that this is a competition between professional and amateur.

There is no need to guess the winner.

(End of this chapter)