The Strongest Racer Maintenance Guide

Did you tell me I'm the enemy when I got a knife rest on my neck?

No matter how much Xia Qianchen likes, he can't force others to part with him. He drove this "sound ceiling" 16-cylinder Chiron for three laps on the track, and was arrested by Nana.

Nana just stood quietly beside the track, perhaps using some kind of magnetic field radiation that Zhong Su could not understand. In short, it was those small universes invisible to ordinary people in Two-dimensional, and Chiron stopped.

The people inside got out of the car resentfully, and walked outside the track.

Nana didn't have anything extra to say, and she didn't show any emotion in her eyes, she just said, "It's time to go to work."

"Oh..." Xia Qianchen followed and went back to the warehouse.

Nana came to arrest her herself, saying that there were indeed some urgent matters.

Back in the team warehouse, several maintenance workers were simulating data on the computer, while other maintenance workers gathered together to discuss something.

Nana casually picked up a folding stool and sat at the small table, and the two of them obediently carried the stool to sit down.

Nana clicked a few times on the laptop, and then turned around to show them, "The first site this year is in Shaoguan. March is the rainy season in Shaoguan. In March last year, it rained for five consecutive days in Shaoguan. Six days."

"The first stage is the mountain road." Zhong Su looked at the site race page, "It's still a long stage, 155 kilometers."

"Yes." Nana said, "The Federation of Automobile Manufacturers has just issued a notice saying that it has communicated with the local meteorological bureau. The local said that it is very likely that there will be continuous rainfall before the race this year."

That is to say, the first stage of this year's first site will be the forest floor washed by heavy rain for several days.

Xia Qianchen remained silent all this time, and only said lightly, "Let's go, you can't just withdraw from the competition, the registration fee will not be refunded if you withdraw from the competition."

"We will definitely not retire from the race, but we must run down the first stop, so Xia Qianshen, this time we decided to use 5.0 mud tires." Nana said.

Apparently, Nana's words cannot be refuted. Although the SL team gave him a very large degree of freedom, Nana is a professional team manager.The manager must have the ability to restrain the driver, for example, in front of a driver like Xia Qianshen, he must be able to deter him with a stronger aura.

Nana is such a manager. She worked as a maintenance worker in the team in her early years, and she has seen a lot of how Dagong manages drivers.

"No need." Sure enough, Xia Qianchen refused to use mud tires, "Rally tires can run, and if you use rally tires with deep enough drainage patterns, you will never get stuck and spin."

This sounded like the BP stage of an e-sports professional game. The player said to the coach: Give me xx, if you don’t win, cut your hand.

He didn't even say whose hand he cut off.

Before Zhong Su had time to persuade her, Nana calmly took out her phone and opened the contact "Director Xia" in her address book.

"Uh..." Xia Qianshen calmed down, "Nana, you are going too far."

"The team and the tire factory customized a mud tire with narrow tread and deep drainage pattern. The acceleration and hardness are comparable to rally tires. This is your first year in the SL team. You are 23 years old. Can you put stability first in everything? I have been raising a child for so many years, and I should be sensible."

Therefore, the case of cerebral hemorrhage caused by tutoring children in homework can be formulated and adapted to all aspects of life.

Because Xia Qianchen muttered, "It's on par...Who would believe it..."

"Nanana, calm down..." Zhong Su stood up first, on the one hand to prevent Nana's blood from getting up on the stool and swinging his head, on the other hand, he was also worried that Nana would faint from the anger, "Let's check the tires first. "

After speaking, he picked up Xia Qianchen's arm and went to the warehouse next door.

Xia Qianchen is still upset, and the reason for his displeasure is too simple. He could not change snow tires in Changbai Mountain when it was just muddy.

The maintenance worker saw them enter the warehouse, pointed to a bundle of tires that had not been disassembled on the ground, and said, "That's the set, with deep grooves and narrow treads. The only disadvantage is that the grip is too strong, so the braking distance will be shortened. You Get it."

Xia Qianshen explained clearly that if the tire grip is too strong, the braking distance will be shortened. Generally speaking, if you step on the brake, the car will brake immediately.

It sounds like a very normal and reasonable thing. If you step on the brakes and don't stop immediately, can you still have this car?

But in fact this is the case. The brakes of racers often need that braking distance to assist drifting or just reverse gears to collect fuel, and often do not need it to stop.And the grip is too strong, it is easy to lock the tires when braking.

Xia Qianshen and Zhong Su dismantled the new tires and took one out to study.

The two were squatting, head to head.

"It looks pretty good." Xia Qianchen said, and looked at Zhong Su with some hesitation, "The Shaoguan Rally is the only time I have retired in my life."

Zhong Su raised his eyes, "Don't worry."

-

Xia Qianshen felt that Shaoguan might be catching him. When he came here to run a race in the early years, the car broke down and ran off the track. The rescue team of the race searched for him near the track for 10 minutes.

Later, there was another Asia-Pacific Rally, and there was a stop in Shaoguan. He was still in the GP team at the time. After arriving in Shaoguan, Xia Qian was unacceptable and had a high fever. He recovered on the closing day of the Asia-Pacific Rally.

On the day of departure for Shaoguan, Xia Qianchen went to the temple to burn incense respectfully.

After arriving in Shaoguan, the first bad news came. Due to heavy rain and floods, the highway was closed, and the transport vehicle and maintenance vehicle carrying the Subaru Impreza were trapped on the highway.

The people arrived, but the car did not arrive.

When he heard the news, Zhong Su comforted him, don't worry, he can rent a racing car from the competition.

At that time, they were at the registration office of the competition center, and the registration fee had already been paid and could not be refunded.Xia Qian's face was ashen, and she could only say, okay, let's rent a car and run away.

The second bad news is that the flood disaster caused by the heavy rain forced the cancellation of SS6 of the Shaoguan Rally, which is the Piaozitang gravel road stage where Xia Qianshen is best at. Xia Qianshen almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

The third bad news is...

Zhong Su has a fever.

Everything happened on the first day of arriving in Shaoguan. Xia Qianshen had the urge to "go back to that temple in City A and ask the Bodhisattva to return the incense money".

Poured a cup of hot water for Zhong Su, Xia Qianshen sat down beside the hotel bed, changed Zhong Su's fever-reducing paste, then took out the thermometer, and looked at the mercury scale at an angle.

"38.5...you have to go to the hospital." Xia Qianchen said.

"Yeah." Zhong Su nodded, "Sorry, the last time I had a fever was ten years ago."

Xia Qianchen put the anti-fever sticker on his wrist, "Why do you apologize, the fever is beyond your control."

Zhong Su's complexion was very pale and pale, reminding Xia Qianchen of how he was lying on the hospital bed after ringing the pagoda last year.

Xia Qianchen reached out to touch his face, wanting to bow his head to kiss him, but Zhong Su turned away and said, "Contagion."

"Okay." Xia Qianchen tried his best to force a smile, "Get up, I'll take you to the hospital to hang water."

In the infusion room of the emergency department, there were patients in the front, back, left, and right sides. Zhong Su was holding a bottle with his left hand and looking at the map of the stage with his right.

Xia Qianchen sat beside him to accompany him, "Take a break, doesn't your head hurt?"

"Look at it for a while, it's all right."

The temperature in Shaoguan at night was only a dozen degrees, and there was a gap in the window of the emergency infusion room, and the pattering rain from outside hit the window sill in that gap, and the raindrops bounced into the room.

The infusion room is damp and sticky, as it is in the south, with high humidity and a lot of rain.With the dripping medicine in the infusion tube, the outside is gray and the inside is wet.

The patients were coughing, the floor was water-stained from the damp, and the incandescent lamps were burning overhead like an oven fire.

This reminded Xia Qianchen that when he was a child in the countryside, his grandmother took him to the market early in the morning to buy fish. There were strips of bright lights on the ceiling of that market.

At that time, Xia Qianchen felt that he was a fish, and the surrounding was hot and humid, and he felt that the air he sucked into his lungs was mixed with water droplets.

Seeing him in a daze, Zhong Su asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"I think when I was a child, my grandmother took me to buy fish." Xia Qianchen said.

Zhong Su paused for a moment, and didn't ask any more questions. After all, the old man, if he had already left for the west, and he asked if grandma was in good health, wouldn't it just add to his troubles.

As a result, Xia Qian sighed heavily and said, "After my grandma found out that I was driving a racing car, she would beat me up when I went to her house for dinner every Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Uh..." Zhong Su said, "I see."

It sounds like a very strong body.

-

Fortunately, Zhong Su recovered before the pre-match physical examination.

Moreover, the transport vehicle drove over on a different road and could not keep up with SS1, so they had to rent a car from the competition.

The car on offer is the new Skoda Fabia, all standard equipment for the S-Class.

In other words, each kilometer is about a little more than a second slower than other people's modified cars.

But they had no choice.

Sitting in the car, Xia Qian breathed a sigh of relief, because not only the transport vehicle but also the maintenance vehicle were stranded on the highway this time, so Nana, who had always followed the racing car to the station, was still on the road.

Zhong Su was the only one beside him.

There are no maintenance workers and no managers. Although Yu Yue and his team said that they can provide support to the two left-behind children, this SS1 is really resigned to fate.

The rain did not mean to decrease. The race staff wore fluorescent green rain capes and shuttled between the vehicles. They were informing all the navigators of the special road conditions of this stage, landslides and the like.

Everyone was shouting at the top of their voices, because the rain was hitting their ponchos too loudly, so after Xia Qian sank down the car window, a green head squeezed in and shouted loudly: "You guys have to wait a little longer— —a navigator ahead has a cramp in his leg—”

The voice was so loud that Xia Qianchen's facial features were immediately tangled together, "Okay...why do you have a good cramp?"

The staff yelled: "He stepped on the wiper and cramped—"

"Uh..." Xia Qianchen nodded quickly, then turned his head to look at Zhong Su, "It's over, my head is buzzing."

Then, it was finally their turn to get on the grid.

Xia Qianshen had driven the Skoda Fabia before, so he was not unfamiliar with it, but he was a little nervous to drive an almost new car in such bad weather.

Zhong Su said, "Relax, watch the lights."

The countdown at Shaoguan Station was the traffic lights, Xia Qian hummed and looked at the lights.

Then a staff member with a fluorescent green poncho passed by the front of the car, just in Xia Qianchen's field of vision, this person's green head coincided with the traffic light, Xia Qianchen became nervous...

hum-

Open the starting line and find that it is a red light.

The referee waved the flag and imposed a 60-second penalty.

Xia Qianshen: "To be honest, I lost 100 yuan in the merit box of that temple. Is it because the recharge is not strong enough?"

Zhong Su: "Maybe the direction is wrong, try going to church next time?"

Xia Qianshen: "Say it earlier, did you tell me that I was the enemy when the knife rested on my neck?"

Zhong Su: "The countdown is on, five, four, three, two, one."