In Huayu, the career reward is spy

Chapter 235 You're driving an AE86 to the race?
On 2ch, Japan's largest racing forum, Ji Yu's interview speech silenced many people.

They all thought Asian racing was good, otherwise they wouldn't have argued with those from Europe and America.

But why would a little Maxim make them so nervous?
Even to the point of affecting dignity?

Who exactly is manipulating public opinion here? Are they deliberately provoking people's emotions?
Is the media really suffering from inferiority and sensitivity due to kneeling for too long, or has it been emasculating male culture from the very beginning?
Thinking about what Ji Yu said, there seemed to be a lot of deeper meaning.

Is it a mold breeding ground?
It is indeed the reason why many people feel inferior.

But that doesn’t mean that a mere Maxim can be so arrogant!

They really shouldn't have taken it so seriously or gotten so excited!
"Ji Yu is so domineering! This is what you call the scale of an Asian superstar!"

"Masculine culture is being emasculated; the racing culture, a symbol of speed and power, is fading away! Resist the media's deliberate suppression of national self-confidence!"

"Japan has really declined. Suddenly I understand the anger of Takeshi Kitano and his generation."

"A disdain for national self-confidence: Ji Yu's contemptuous lips."

There are many posts like this on the forum.

There was a great deal of discussion, and Ji Yu's words seemed to have torn away Japan's last fig leaf.

Fans cheered and applauded Ji Yu's response, and the previous doubts were instantly drowned out by a chorus of praise.

It's like a farce, with the public's emotions being repeatedly pulled and manipulated.

The fans and the public who had previously criticized Ji Yu have now become his supporters, even more so than before.

The speed at which they changed their expressions was astonishing.

At this point, they were praising Ji Yu while despising Maxim, and finally turning their attention to the unscrupulous Japanese media.

It was their exaggerated reporting that caused the current sensation.

Ji Yu helped them exonerate themselves, regaining everyone's popularity and affection, and shifted the blame to the Japanese media.

Anyway, they're used to being scolded every day, and Ji Yu didn't do anything wrong.

Many people also rushed to Yamamoto's blog to leave comments saying that he and the media were working together to hype things up because Ji Yu is better than Japanese drivers!
These people were very aggressive at this moment. The more confident and disdainful Ji Yu appeared in front of the camera, the more uncomfortable they felt inside.

I used to think everyone was the same, that we were all sensitive deep down, but now I realize that there are people who are different from them.

Ji Yu is like the sun, which was temporarily obscured by dark clouds, but is now shining brightly again!
Thinking back to how he had been criticizing him all along, he not only wasn't angry, but instead said that the media had misled them.

so good!
When Yamamoto Hayato saw Ji Yu's response and the netizens who came to criticize him, his face turned extremely ugly.

He realized he might have sat in the wrong place.

He hurriedly deleted his previous comments and sheepishly posted another one:
"I was blinded by anger. Ji Yu was very calm and confident, and I should learn from him. I really hope he wins the race, not to vindicate Asian motorsport culture, but simply to respond to the harm that malicious public opinion has done to the people of Asia!"

After posting, Yamamoto breathed a sigh of relief, hoping to salvage his image.

After seeing Ji Yu's interview, Shu Chang jumped up excitedly, a smug smile on his face.

"I knew Brother Ji Yu was the most handsome! You're absolutely right, he's just a clown, not worth taking seriously!"

She happily hugged Huo Wenxi, as if it were the very words she had said.

Huo Wenxi gave her a chuckle. "You get too excited too easily. But with Ji Yu doing this, his relationship with the Japanese media probably won't be very good in the future."

"Whatever, who cares about them!" Shu Chang curled his lip in disdain.

It was as if I could already see Ji Yu winning on the field.

As Liu Qianqian watched Ji Yu's interview on TV, the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up, her eyes filled with pride, and she silently cheered for Ji Yu in her heart.

On set, Liu Weiqiang walked up to Ji Yu, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile:

"That was a ruthless move of yours, turning the tables and completely reversing public opinion. But you'd better be careful, it would be embarrassing if you actually lost."

His eyes held both admiration for Ji Yu and a hint of worry.

Ji Yu turned to stare at him and said jokingly, "What? You look down on me, the Akina Mountain Speed ​​King!"

Liu Weiqiang raised his hands in surrender, "You're the racing god, aren't you! I give up!"

"Just you wait and see! I can do everything that Takumi Fujiwara can do, and I can even do things that Takumi Fujiwara can't do!"

Ji Yu smiled as he tossed the AE86 car keys in the air and caught them steadily, his confident demeanor infectious to everyone around him.

He also boosted the positive atmosphere on set.

It was as if they wouldn't lose as long as Ji Yu agreed.

At this moment, Maxim, who was far away in the United States, also saw Ji Yu's response.

He couldn't help but laugh; it seemed that this opponent was not to be trifled with.

But the more this happens, the more determined he is to win!
As long as I win this race, I won't have to worry about making a living even if I never get a racing license again.

Book your tickets! Let's go to Japan and put an end to this farce, making him a legend in the Far East!

Two days later, Maxim arrived in Japan in a high-profile manner.

The reason he was so high-profile was because he was accompanied by many reporters from European and American media outlets.

It seems that, just as everyone thinks, they want to completely emasculate Asian motorsport culture.

Speed ​​is an extension of male power. The West has been performing gender castration on Asian men for many years, and quite successfully at that.

Now that they have such an opportunity, they are even less likely to miss it.

Surrounded by Western and Asian media, Maxim walked out of the airport, taking off his sunglasses and looking at the numerous reporters holding cameras and microphones.

He took a breath of Tokyo air and said arrogantly, "I came, I conquered, I really like that phrase."

This time I will show you that Ji Yu is wrong. You are not being sensitive; your inferiority complex stems from the truth!

Just wait and see what a real race car driver is like!

His remarks have once again sparked heated discussions in the media and further angered car enthusiasts!
When a reporter went to the film set to interview Ji Yu, he simply responded calmly, "Which circus went bankrupt and released him?"

The reporter's lips twitched; what a subtle way to insult someone!
He was not angered by Maxim's provocation, but focused on filming the movie, which only had a few more scenes to shoot!
News of Maxim's arrival in Tokyo quickly spread throughout Asia.

Although Ji Yu told the media that this was not worth paying attention to, public attention had already been drawn, and it could not be ended with just a few words.

Everyone was eagerly anticipating the showdown between Ji Yu and Maxim, hoping that Ji Yu could defeat Maxim in one fell swoop and turn him into a real clown.

Western car enthusiasts, on the contrary, are all waiting for Maxi to conquer Asia.

Their arrogance led them to believe that even a mediocre player like Maxim could conquer Asia.

They were waiting for Maxim to confirm this view so that their arrogance would be proven!
Countless people are looking forward to this match.

There was a sense of impending tension, but Ji Yu felt nothing. Sitting in his AE86, he turned to look at the camera with a confident smile, then accelerated, drifted around a corner, and disappeared from the frame.

Initial D filming wrapped!
Even after finishing filming the last scene, Ji Yu still gripped the steering wheel tightly.

Even though he was no longer in the spotlight, he hadn't relaxed yet.

Now it's time to receive the reward.

The system reward was issued with a "ding," and a flood of knowledge poured into Ji Yu's mind. He slowly reduced his speed to absorb the knowledge, and as the AE86's speed gradually increased, his understanding of racing deepened.

You can even feel an aura that envelops the entire race car, and you can clearly feel every movement of it.

Ji Yu felt that his strength had made a qualitative leap, and his current level was definitely among the world's top!
He never thought much of Maxim, and now he despises this clown even more.

However, we should also give the Japanese drivers a chance, lest they stubbornly refuse to admit that they are nobodies.

Ji Yu drove back, drove directly out of the film set, and stopped in front of the reporters at the foot of the mountain.

As soon as the car window rolled down, several reporters immediately surrounded the car, with one white reporter running so fast that he pushed the others aside.

This foreigner started babbling a bunch of gibberish right away.

They were speaking German, not English, and seemed to be trying to make things difficult for Ji Yu.

The photographer behind him pointed the lens at Ji Yu's face, awaiting his answer!

The reporters around were all seasoned veterans; they all understood what was going on and were eager to hear Ji Yu's response.

Ji Yu looked at the camera with disdain and said, "Your German pronunciation is terrible. Although your pronunciation skills are also Germanic, it should be Danish from the Northern branch. However, your facial features should be Jewish. Do you have a SM complex?"

The white reporter was stunned, and so was the photographer.

I never expected Ji Yu to know German, and even stripped him completely clean!

What the hell is this SM fetish?!

"I forgot to answer your question."

Ji Yu suddenly spoke up again: "Have Maxim get ready, see you at the Tokyo International Circuit in a week."

If you don't have a car prepared, I can sponsor it and also inform the Japanese drivers that anyone interested is welcome to participate in the race.

After saying that, he stepped on the gas, turned around, and circled the white reporter and photographer in the middle for many times until the white smoke engulfed them, and then the roar of the AE86 gradually faded away.

The two people rushed out of the white smoke, choked and with tears streaming down their faces, looking utterly disheveled.

Asian journalists silently raised their cameras upon witnessing this scene.

News of the race spread quickly, and the official race was held two days later. Ji Yu even invited Japanese drivers to participate.

It may seem like he wanted to give the Japanese driver a chance to get revenge, but everyone knew in their hearts that he wanted to win against the Japanese driver as well!
But the Japanese drivers aren't afraid!
I have to prove myself!

Soon, hundreds or even thousands of drivers wanted to sign up, but Ji Yu did not agree to them all.

Some people don't even have a racing license, yet they want to compete. They're dreaming.

After screening, the three Japanese drivers with the most impressive resumes were selected.

After the list was released, no one thought there was anything wrong with it; it should be the best drivers!
Yamada is one of them, and many Japanese drivers hope that Yamada can win this race!

Let Japanese drivers become world-famous!
Yamada was practicing at the Tokyo International Circuit at that time, along with two other Japanese drivers.

At this moment, a red
Meanwhile, Ji Yu was at the go-kart track playing bumper cars with Shu Chang and the others.

What's the point of practicing in a small competition? You might as well play go-karting.

On the day of the race, the area around the Tokyo International Circuit was filled with racing fans and media reporters from all over the world.

They arrived at the scene early, eager to witness this legendary showdown.

The atmosphere at the scene was incredibly enthusiastic, with cheers and shouts rising and falling.

Ji Yu's fans held up his posters and light sticks, shouting and cheering wildly, while the other drivers had very few fans in comparison.

Maxim has many fans, but they are all haters. Many of them held up banners with insults and crowded in front of the reporter's camera.

A short while later, a black Mercedes race car roared over and drove straight at the people who were hurling insults at the Japanese anti-fans, scaring them into scattering and hiding.

Maxim slammed on the brakes, rolled down the window, gave them the middle finger, and then drove into the stadium laughing.

Soon after, Yamada and the others arrived at the arena, leaving only Ji Yu missing.

Time passed slowly, and soon a black and white AE86 came into view.

Ji Yu drove over slowly, not at all like a race car driver.

Everyone was stunned. Didn't you bring this thing to the competition?

Shouldn't this be the standard for a GT championship?
Everyone else drives GT cars, but you drive an AE86?

Do you think this is a motorhome race?
Ji Yu casually rolled down the car window and waved to his fans.

"Thank you so much for your support! I'm very grateful, and I hope you'll support Initial D too!"

Amidst the astonished gazes of the media and car enthusiasts, Ji Yu's AE86 drove into the racetrack.

Soon, Ji Yu's car appeared on the track, without even a single mechanic by his side.

And so, one person and one car came to compete!

Maxim brought several people with him, and Yamada and his team brought an entire group, showing how much importance they placed on the trip.

Ji Yu's nonchalant and indifferent attitude seems even more arrogant than Maxim's!
In the stands, Shu Chang, along with Liu Qianqian, Liu Xiaoli, Huo Wenxi, and others, were all cheering and encouraging Ji Yu.

However, their cheers were completely drowned out by the enthusiastic fans!

Ji Yu's fans have been feeling frustrated for a long time. First, their idol was chased and forced to compete in a dangerous situation. Then, filming was forced to stop. And just when filming finally started, Maksim jumped out!
Public opinion is fickle, and while Ji Yu was being criticized, his fans also suffered a lot.

Now we can finally hold our heads high!
Today's cheers are not only to encourage Ji Yu, but also to vent our own frustrations!

"Go Ji Yu! You're the Asian racing legend!"

"Defeat that clown! Go for it!!"

"Ahhh!!! Ji Yu, we love you!!"

Huo Wenxi couldn't help but shake his head as he looked at these crazy fans, some speaking English, some Chinese, some Japanese, and some Korean.

Ji Yu's fan base is quite diverse!

However, these fans are indeed more loyal than before, just as Ji Yu said.

Huo Wenxi seemed to have grasped something, as if he had vaguely grasped the fan circle theory that Ji Yu had mentioned.

This theory is different now than it was in the past.

It sounds more like a pyramid scheme.

I always felt that Ji Yu liked to use dangerous and exciting methods to achieve his goals.

The usual methods no longer seem to be able to stimulate him.

Tonight, let's give him a little reward!

The prerequisite is that you have to win beautifully!

On the track, Ji Yu sat in his car and glanced at Maxim and Yamada without any emotional reaction.

Let's tease them a bit later and show them Takumi Fujiwara's impressive one-handed driving skills!
You also have to follow behind them and tease them like you're playing with a mouse!
(End of this chapter)