Of course, I couldn't feel the stimulation of Ferrari in the city, and I was slowly going all the way. Luka asked Yang Jingxing if he had driven a car. Yang Jingxing was not afraid of embarrassing and said that he had driven his father's Audi and had some experience in driving a kart.

Ruka didn't show off her money, but she reported several of her racing names. She seemed to be very proud and was about to become famous in Asia.

In less than an hour, I arrived at the destination in the suburbs. Luka and the people on the track were indeed very familiar with him. It seemed that the staff members respected him very much.

When changing clothes in the locker room, Ruka praised Yang Jingxing for his good figure and asked, "Roka said you are a genius who knows kung fu?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head embarrassedly: "No."

Ruka didn't bother: "I don't believe in those things."

The one-piece racing suit is just right in size, and the helmet and boots are very high in specifications. Ruoka praised her father and Yang Jingxing, who were wearing red and white rider suits, and they were both handsome. They took photos of them and asked her father to take photos of her and Yang Jingxing.

The track staff checked Yang Jingxing's clothes and helped him wear a helmet. The car was also checked. Ruka called Yang Jingxing to get in the car. His eyes were full of youthful vitality and stared at Yang Jingxing and warned: "Prepare to feel it... If you want to vomit, let me know!"

Yang Jingxing checked the seat belt and was quite confident: "Don't worry, Mr. Luka."

Ruoka applauded and cheered, excitedly happy for Yang Jingxing.

After sliding the car onto the track, Ruka showed off his engine first, and the sound really made the man excited.

"Let's get on!" Ruka shouted, and the sports car rushed out like an arrow. He was indeed a master. His starting point was very beautiful. In just five or six seconds, the indicators were crossed by a hundred. The pressure on the seats was very full, but there was no discomfort.

This track is about four or five kilometers, and is shaped like a sports track. There are no difficult curves, it is purely a place for people to enjoy speed.

On the long straight road, Luka raised the maximum speed to about 250. Yang Jingxing was not surprised to find that his vision was not limited.

Generally speaking, at such high speeds, the effective field of view of a person will become very narrow and very forward, which is the so-called tunnel vision. In the case of tunnel vision, the poor human eyes cannot see clearly except for that small area.

But Yang Jingxing, he still saw everything clearly now. When the car was speeding past, his light could even see the signs next to the road.

Because he hadn't experienced it before, Yang Jingxing didn't know if the stimulation he felt was reduced. But his heart was still beating faster. Perhaps the rapid rendering of the sexy engine sound catered to the man's nature.

When passing the corner, Luka reduced his speed to less than 100 and chatted with Yang Jingxing with a high-quality playful one: "Do you like it?"

Yang Jingxing sighed: "It's great...Mr. Ruka, so are you."

Ruka was a little frustrated, and Yang Jingxing was still able to speak, so he accelerated again.

After running eight laps in total, Ruoka hurried over to check Yang Jingxing's condition after the car stopped. But Yang Jingxing got off the car steadily, stood up straight and took off his helmet, and smiled at Ruoka: "Thank you so much." Then he turned to Ruoka: "Sir, thank you too."

Ruka praised Yang Jingxing to her daughter: "He performed very well, very well."

Afterwards, Luka took Yang Jingxing back to his clothes and went there to enjoy the fun. He just played simulated driving. The simulated driving here is different from the game console. The cockpit is exactly the same as the F1, with full handle operation, and all tracks are also copied from reality, and they are professional toys.

But just having fun, there is no need to be too serious. After lying in the cockpit for more than a moment of study, Yang Jingxing started on the Monza Track.

The first time is often so bad, the first time I was driving while lying down, the first time I held the steering wheel with the handle type, and the first time I used the button to brake and shift gears... Yang Jingxing's first and second laps were simply terrible, stumbled left and right, with the results of three minutes and forty-five seconds and three minutes and twenty-eight seconds respectively.

However, several viewers were fully tolerant, and the driving coach even said that Yang Jingxing performed well, which surprised him. However, there are no more than twenty F1 simulation cars in the world, most of which are in Europe. Yang Jingxing, an Asian, should have never been exposed to them.

On the third lap, Yang Jingxing became familiar with it. He held the steering wheel more stably and grasped the amplitude well. He slowed down in the corner and accelerated the gear shifting like a pure beginner. At least he did not die again and again like the first lap.

The third lap was three minutes and fourteen seconds. The coach asked Yang Jingxing to continue and said to Ruka: "Did you see it? He is a steady type." Indeed, although Yang Jingxing was good, he at least grasped the slow in and out of the curve. This is due to his previous love and karting experience, which laid a lot of theoretical foundations.

In the fourth lap, the coach and Luka were not so careless, and they both looked at Yang Jingxing's hands. Seeing him going into the corner, he was no longer so frivolous and hasty, and began to become smooth and steady.

"Beautiful!" The coach saw Yang Jingxing's shifting gears, which was accurate and timely for beginners.

Ruoka quickly looked away from Yang Jingxing's face.

The result of this lap is three minutes and one second, which can be considered a rapid improvement. The coach said to Yang Jingxing: "Believe in yourself, you can do it, surprise me!"

Next, Yang Jingxing's hard work summarizes the characteristics of each curve, the required gears, the angle and speed of cutting... there are new gains in every lap.

On the thirteenth lap, the coach shouted when Yang Jingxing passed Turn 8 and Turn 9: "Very good, beautiful." From his perspective, Yang Jingxing's calm brake shifting on this combination corner can be said to have a professional taste. Of course, it may be just a coincidence that the cornering speed of 200 kilometers is at least impossible for novices.

The result of this lap was two minutes and five seconds. The coach did not allow Yang Jingxing to continue driving, so he called him off and took him to the front of the teaching screen, and began to teach further. He pointed and drew with great enthusiasm: "...Look here, the long right-oriented curve, you can speed up to 300 kilometers. As long as you have confidence in your brakes, what should you do when you go out of the corner? Prepare for turn 6 and stick to the left. You have noticed this just now... the vertex! Be sure to see the vertex clearly... Here, increase the speed, don't let people surpass you... Feel it, feel your instinct, here one hundred and twenty is the best speed, and you must shift gears and accelerate perfectly..."

Unfortunately, due to language barriers, communication is difficult. Fortunately, Ruoka and Luka are very interested in helping, and try to explain those terms and Italian to Yang Jingxing.

After teaching for more than half an hour, the coach lay in the cockpit and asked Yang Jingxing to take a good look at his skills. After all, he was a coach with first-class skills and was familiar with the track so he could open it with his eyes closed. The result was one minute and twenty seconds. As for simulation, the perfect weather track and car condition, so the result was higher than the real one.

The coach drove a few laps and the results were almost the same. Then Yang Jingxing lay in again, and the coach patted him on the shoulder hard: "Believe in yourself, you can do it."

Yang Jingxing started to brew for half a minute. With the eyes of several people, his latest result was one minute and forty-one seconds. Several curves won applause and encouragement.

Someone also saw through Yang Jingxing: "Forget it, it's impossible to be a novice. Look at his gear shift, don't insult my wisdom..."

In addition to Ruka’s father and daughter and coach, the staff of several other tracks also shocked Yang Jingxing’s incredible performance. Ruka was a little jealous: “It’s great, maybe you are such a genius.”

Ruoka was proud: "I said it." Then he looked at Yang Jingxing and praised: "You are so awesome!"

Yang Jingxing was not humble either: "It's not because I don't even know you or me."

Ruoka smiled and took his father's arm again.

Of course, the coach wanted to ask about Yang Jingxing's driving career, but Yang Jingxing only knows how to drive and doesn't even have a driver's license. The coach loves talent and knows that Yang Jingxing didn't have a driver's license because he is less than the age stipulated by law. After he took him out of the room, he went to the parking lot next to him, took out the key and pointed at his black R34, and asked: "Do you want to try it?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head politely. The coach was impatient: "Don't be shy, my Asian boy, come on, this is our territory!" He hugged Yang Jingxing's shoulder and pulled him over there.

The coach first introduced his car to Yang Jingxing, which was modified, mainly the front of the car, spoiler and displacement. The coach said: "Although it's not a Ferrari, you will also like it."

So at the instigation of a group of people, Yang Jingxing and the coach went to change clothes and get a helmet. Of course, the coach was not 100% relieved. He took Yang Jingxing for a few laps first, carefully introduced his car, and while teaching the skills, he also said how to protect the car, and of course, there were also the most important safety issues.

This is two different concepts from the simulated F1, but it should be simpler for Yang Jingxing. When he secretly drove his father's broken Santana in the past, he also ran at a speed of more than 90 on Jiuchun's national highway.

The coach himself drove a speed of 200 per hour, but after Yang Jingxing got into the driver's seat, he pointed to the dashboard and told him again and again: "Don't go past ninety, definitely, don't! Keep your mind fresh, hear everything I say to you clearly, and execute it!"

The first time I was wearing a professional car suit with a helmet and gloves, I felt that it was completely different from the old cow-like Santana. The feeling of the seat was held back, the distance of the brake accelerator, the height of the hand block... Fortunately, the height of the two were about the same.

Yang Jingxing adapted for a while, stepped on the brake accelerator, shifted gears and felt the strength of the steering wheel...

The coach also felt that it was almost done, and said with three worries and seven expectation: "Let's start."

Yang Jingxing tried three laps first, but the speed was not over 60, and the skills he showed did not make the coach worry more. Every time he passed the finish line, Ruoka waved to Yang Jingxing in the stands.

The coach began to encourage: "Don't be too timid, I'm not here to accompany you for a ride."

So Yang Jingxing accelerated, and the instantaneous pressure made the coach excited: "By the way, that's it."

At a speed of 60 kilometers, Yang Jingxing's brakes were slightly stronger, but he made a remedy in time. His right hand shifted gears very fast and closely cooperated with the accelerator under his feet.

The coach praised: "Yes, feel it, know what you want to do!"

On the next same curve, Yang Jingxing performed well, deceleration and acceleration were completed in one go, and the lines were smooth and beautiful.

After three more laps, the coach became more confident and taught Yang Jingxing: "Unite your butt and brain to conquer him!"

Yang Jingxing stared at the front without blinking, and his right hand flew back and forth quickly between the hand block and the steering wheel, passing a U-shaped bend very smoothly.

"Oh my God, genius, good job!" The coach whispered, unable to shout because he had endured the acceleration.

On the eighth lap, the speedometer was already pointing at 15. The coach stopped talking, and his eyes kept going back and forth between the front and Yang Jingxing's hand. Yang Jingxing's shallow resume made him worry, but the steady performance of the car under his butt made him feel at ease, which was a contradiction. Especially Yang Jingxing's brake technology is becoming more and more accurate, and it is impossible for him to be the first time he comes into contact with a racing car.

On the tenth lap, the monitor informed the coach radio that the latest result was two minutes and one second. The coach shouted reluctantly: "Okay, enough, stop!"

After the car stopped smoothly, the coach looked at Yang Jingxing for a while and said, "You are good, very good! Do you want to be a test driver first?" If Yang Jingxing was ten years younger, he might have time to start systematic training and embark on the road of racing. However, this is obviously a talent. If he could enter this industry first, a miracle might happen in the future.

Yang Jingxing returned to his previous smile: "Thank you, sir."

When the two got off the car, the coach asked Ruoka to help express his intentions to Yang Jingxing. He said that he knew many professional drivers, A1, F1, F3, and Yang Jingxing was also a person who liked racing, and his potential was extraordinary, so he could help him enter this industry.

Yang Jingxing was grateful for the beauty, but refused. After trying this all morning, it seemed that his wish had been fulfilled.

Before leaving, the coach gave Yang Jingxing a big hug and gave him a top as a souvenir.

Ruoka made fun of Yang Jingxing like a good friend: "Genius driver, you must not be willing to sit on my little one now?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Of course I want to, I want to ease it."

Ruka laughed: "But don't let him open!"

After getting in the car, Ruoka signaled his father to leave first, and then said to Yang Jingxing: "Give me your email address, I can send you the photos."

Yang Jingxing said: "Give me your email address too, I can send you my gratitude."

Both of them laughed. After exchanging emails, Ruoka looked at it and asked, "Is this your name? Can you tell me how to write your name in Chinese?" She even prepared paper and pen.

Yang Jingxing wrote it, but Ruoka obviously saw it too much: "It's too complicated, and those who can learn this language are all geniuses."

Yang Jingxing said, "I'm just getting started." At this time, Bo Ershang called and asked him when he would go back to the hotel.

After Yang Jingxing answered the phone, Ruoka asked, "Do you have no time?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Yes, it's a pity."

Ruoka doesn't believe it: "Even a lunch can't do it?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Then I have to invite you."

Ruoka accepted happily.

Lunch is eaten in a small restaurant, which is cheap and fast. Ruoka obviously became interested in the East, and many questions asked Yang Jingxing. What are the famous dishes? What is the climate? Is anyone really good at witchcraft? Who is the biggest singer? Can Yang Jingxing sing? Do you have any interests and hobbies... Yang Jingxing can simply answer others' answers by himself.

"How old will you fall in love?" Toka asked suddenly.

Yang Jingxing’s professional answer was like consultant: “Not necessarily. If you are lucky, you will be ten years old and you will be twenty years old.”

Ruoka smiled and asked again: "You all like that... hot girl? Cheerleaders!" She embarrassedly gestured on her relatively flat chest.

Yang Jingxing said: "Not necessarily."

Ruoka doesn't believe it very much: "Is that? Which one do you like?"
To be continued...