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Chapter 109 M4
After a round of introductions, Bai Chou only had a deep impression of two people.

The first one is the guy who drives the Lamborghini XXL. His name is Sun Shengjie. He looks to be less than 4 years old. His family is in the high-end car trade and has opened to S stores in various cities in Jiangsu.

It is said that he also practiced with a professional racing team for a period of time and has quite good driving skills. He once ran a lap time of 911 minute and 1 seconds using a 13 Turbos.

The other one was a pretty girl named Chen Shuyan, about twenty-three or twenty-four years old.

The name sounds quiet, but the person is not like that. Chen Shuyan is about 1.7 meters tall, with short wolf-tail hair and highlighted bangs. Her skin is a healthy wheat color, and the muscles in her arms are very distinct.

In a nutshell, she is a fitness enthusiast with short hair and a cool and elegant look.

She is beautiful, and her image is in stark contrast to her name, which naturally makes Bai Chou impressed. In addition, Chen Shuyan's car is also very distinctive, a Lotus Exige Cup 430.

After the introductions, Bai Chou followed Li Zhongjiu and his sister to the side to chat with Li Zhongjiu's closest friends. Even in a small circle of more than a dozen people, there are still smaller circles.

As a newcomer and classmate of Li Xue, Bai Chou naturally first integrated into Li Zhongjiu's small circle.

"Brother Bai Chou, let me briefly explain our general rules for today. Including you, there are 15 of us in total. This morning, we'll form groups of 3 to 5 people. Once one group finishes, the next group can take over. This ensures that there are no more than five cars on the track during each session..."

Bai Chou nodded slightly. This track allocation was very reasonable. There were only three or five cars on the track at any one time. If you were lucky, you wouldn't see any other cars at all during the entire session. When he and his cousin had come to Wanchi before, there were more than a dozen cars on the track.

After running for a whole morning, he can probably get two sessions, and about 4-5 sessions for the whole day, which means two hours, or two and a half hours of actual track usage time, which is not much different from if he rents the track for a whole day and runs alone.

Just because you book a car for a whole day doesn't mean you have to spend the entire day on the track. Tires wear out, the engine and brakes need cooling, and the car needs all sorts of other maintenance...

Even the 911 and GT3RS, which are built specifically for racetracks and are said to be able to run freely and continuously without having to worry about problems such as brake overheating, cannot really run continuously.

"I have just registered for you, you are in the last group..." After explaining the time allocation, Li Zhongjiu told Bai Chou other more detailed things to pay attention to when going on the track, many of which were old questions.

Bai Chou, who knew those things very well, did not interrupt Li Zhongjiu. He just listened while glancing at Sun Shengjie and Chen Shuyan.

Chen Shuyan had a cold expression on her face, with her arms folded across her chest, leaning against Exige without looking away. Sun Shengjie stood next to Chen Shuyan with a flattering smile on his face, saying something, looking like a copy of Li Xue and Zhou Haoyu.

"What's the matter, brother? Are you interested in Chen Shuyan?" Noticing Bai Chou's gaze, Li Zhongjiu chuckled and glanced at his cousin Li Xue inconspicuously.

"No."

Bai Chou shook his head and denied it calmly: "I was mainly looking at their cars."

Sun Shengjie's car is the 17 Performante, and Chen Shuyan's car is the Exige 430 version. The prices are very different, but the only thing they have in common is that they are both very suitable for racing.

If it is a big shot, or even a big shot SV, Bai Chou will not pay too much attention to it. After all, it is well known that the track has never been the specialty of big shots, and nightclubs are the home turf of big shots. ①
"what idea?"

"I want to step on the accelerators of those two cars as hard as I can." Bai Chou said concisely.

As soon as these words were spoken, Li Zhongjiu and several of his friends burst into laughter. They really felt the same way. Who the hell wouldn't want to trample those two cars to death?
"Brother, we had the same thought when we saw your car." Li Zhongjiu laughed and patted Bai Chou's shoulder.

"Today is the first time I drive this car on the track. I'll let you guys run a few laps later." Bai Chou made a promise casually. In the circle of racing enthusiasts, changing cars is the norm.

"Hehe, that's great. Don't worry, I'll just keep it and drive around to get a feel for it. I'm not ready to get the GT3RS yet." Li Zhongjiu's eyes lit up.

Bai Chou glanced at Sun Shengjie and Chen Shuyan again: "What's going on over there?"

This time the question is about people.

"What else could it be? It's normal that the flowers are affectionate but the water is indifferent..." Li Zhongjiu explained.

Probably, Sun Shengjie was not a member of this circle at the beginning, but Chen Shuyan was, and Chen Shuyan's driving skills were considered the best in the small circle.

Sun Shengjie joined this small circle in order to pursue Chen Shuyan. Chen Shuyan didn't like Sun Shengjie, so she refused and said that if she wanted to pursue him, she had to beat him first. Then Sun Shengjie bought a car and found a professional racing team to learn the skills. He was so affectionate.

"Brother Zhongjiu, you are quite gossipy."

"Hey, isn't that the way it is in a small circle? Everyone knows everyone else's business, and anything that happens will spread everywhere the next day."

That’s right, Bai Chou nodded slightly.

Li Xue was not interested in the gossip that Li Zhongjiu was talking about. She suddenly grabbed Li Zhongjiu's arm and shook it coquettishly: "Brother, I want to sit in the passenger seat when Bai Chou runs away later. Don't tell my dad."

"How can this be possible..."

Li Zhongjiu was shocked and subconsciously glanced at Bai Chou, wanting to say something but stopping himself. How could he let his cousin sit in someone else's passenger seat off the track?
In fact, Li Zhongjiu was still worried even if he let his cousin take his car off the track.

No matter what, racing is a dangerous sport. If you want to set lap times and achieve good results, you have to keep pushing to the edge of the limit, constantly testing and breaking your own bottom line.

Every time a driver pushes the car to the limit, he must be quite confident that he can control the car. No one really wants to flip over or crash.

However, who can truly guarantee that their judgment is correct and that they can control the situation if they think they can?

No one, no one in this world can make this guarantee.

If you're driving your own car, then you can be as aggressive as you want, as long as you roll over or crash. No one really enjoys rollovers, crashes, or spins, but if you don't have that awareness, it means you've never considered pushing the limits, or wanting to push them to the limit on any given track.

But if you bring other people, especially relatives, that's another matter. Li Zhongjiu has no idea about Bai Chou's driving skills, so how could he let Li Xue ride in Bai Chou's car?

After struggling for a long time, Li Zhongjiu came up with a compromise and said with a frown, "How about this, it will be my turn to start soon, why don't you take my car and run for a section later.

Don't worry, I, your brother, will not fool you. I guarantee I will drive fast and steadily, letting you experience the joy of speeding on the track..."

"I do not!"

Li Xue stiffened her neck and refused decisively. She let go of Li Zhongjiu's hand and then decisively hugged Bai Chou's arm. This time she didn't hold it tightly, but held Bai Chou's entire arm in her arms.

"Who would want to ride in your M3 when there's a GT4RS? What's so good about your crappy BMW? And you fooled me the last time you took me to the track, running a 1:25..."

宝马M4跑1分25有多离谱？这么说吧，一个技术不错的爱好者开一辆普通的宝马3系，也就是家用买菜车，都能推到1分25左右。

The M4 is basically just going for a ride when it reaches this lap time.

"Running alone is different from running with someone. The car suddenly weighs a hundred pounds more..."

Li Zhongjiu kept talking about the weight of the car and the tires, emphasizing that he had absolutely no intention of fooling Li Xue, but in fact everyone knew that Li Zhongjiu was just taking a drive for safety reasons.

I won’t, I won’t!
No matter what Li Zhongjiu said, Li Xue firmly disagreed and refused to listen.

What is your identity, Bai Chou? You are just an ordinary cousin of mine, but Bai Chou can be my boyfriend.

Is it the same to ride in your car or ride in Bai Chou's car?

The most important thing is that Bai Chou has never taken Kim Hyo Joo off the track, I want to be the first!
Li Zhongjiu's mouth was dry from talking. Seeing that he couldn't convince Li Xue, he turned his gaze to Bai Chou: "Brother, how are your driving skills?"

If Li Xue wants to experience the speed and passion of the track as safely as possible, the driver's skills must be very good. This is a very simple question.

Speed ​​and stability are relative in most cases. You can't have your cake and eat it too. If you want to be absolutely fast, you can't be stable. If you drive steadily, you're not pushing your car to its limits.

But if the comparison is between two people, speed and stability can be taken into account at the same time.

Two different people are driving the same car on the same track. A can achieve a time of 1 minute and 10, while B can only achieve a time of 1 minute and 20. Then, as long as A runs a little slower, for example, around 1 minute and 12, he can be faster and more stable than B.

Bai Chou thought for a moment and said modestly, "I've practiced karting and open-wheel formula racing for a while. As for driving ordinary civilian cars, there are probably very few people in China who are faster than me..."

This is really modest. Strictly speaking, this kind of single-lap racing mode is the strongest one in the world.

Bai Chou's driving skills are inherited from F1 driver Leclerc. In the paddock, Leclerc is a well-known extreme driver, known as "Lezier".

Leclerc's single lap level is roughly on the same level as Schumacher, Hamilton, Senna and others.

"So awesome?"

As soon as Bai Chou said this, Li Zhongjiu and others looked at Bai Chou in surprise. Anyone who had practiced open-wheel equations for a period of time, even for just a few months, would be considered an expert among ordinary enthusiasts like them.

"If you say so, then I have to take a good look at your level, brother."

Li Zhongjiu put his arm around Bai Chou's shoulders and said with a smile, "How about this, it will be my turn to go on the track soon, or you can drive my car for a section and I'll sit in the passenger seat to experience your skills.

I’ve been playing with cars for so long, but I’ve never been in a car driven by a professional driver…”

Words alone are not enough to prove anything. Li Zhongjiu would have to see Bai Chou's driving skills firsthand before he could confidently entrust Li Xue to Bai Chou. However, the GT3RS is more than a level above the M4, so lap times achieved with the same car would be more meaningful.

"Sure." Bai Chou agreed casually with a smile. This wave just happened to allow him to get some real track time for free, and the BMW M4 is also a very good car.

As they were talking, the cars that had been speeding down the track started to pull into the open space outside the pits. A few young people got out, and the people who had been chatting in the open space gathered around to chat with the newly emerged people, replaying their car footage and looking at their timekeeping results.

A young man shouted to the others, "Zhongjiu, it's your turn to get off the track. Hurry and get ready."

"I'm coming."

Li Zhongjiu raised his hand and responded, and after confirming with Bai Chou that he was not joking, he and Bai Chou began to prepare for work.

They received the timing module from the track stewards and installed it on the car, adjusted the on-board video system, put on helmets and gloves, and observed the tire wear... After everything was done, the two sat in the cockpit.

Why isn’t it Li Zhongjiu who drives it?

Everyone noticed the abnormality here and looked over here, asking what was going on.

Li Zhongjiu didn't mention that Bai Chou claimed to have practiced the open-wheel equation for a period of time. What if the final lap time list comes out and the lap time is extremely slow?
Li Zhongjiu just said to everyone, "My little brother has not run this track many times, so I will take him to experience it first."

"Brother Zhongjiu, what's the fastest lap time you've ever achieved?" Bai Chou started the car, held the steering wheel and stood in front of several cars, waiting for the track steward to wave the flag.

"1 minute and 17 seconds old."

Li Zhongjiu held up the car window and greeted people outside, saying proudly, "My performance is quite good among all the original M4 enthusiasts in Jinling. I can rank in the top 30 on the track lap list.

Don't feel pressured to do a faster lap time than me, just run at your own pace."

"Yeah." Bai Chou nodded. This result was really average. This was too much for an amateur.

While the two were talking, the track steward waved the starting flag.

Without using the launch control, Bai Chou switched the gears to manual mode and started the car normally. There was a speed limit on the road from the maintenance area to the track, so the launch control was meaningless.

"You don't need to drive too aggressively in the first few laps. Warm up the tires first, drive a few laps and then set lap times..." At this time, Li Zhongjiu had not realized the problem.

Bai Chou drove the M4 out of the maintenance lane and officially entered the track, then stepped on the accelerator and increased the speed all the way along the outer side of the track. The feeling of pushing back that can only be experienced on the track and in Chengdu swept over him.

Li Zhongjiu still felt it was normal. Behind the exit of the maintenance area was a long straight road of more than 1 meters between Turn 2 and Turn . The only way for anyone to drive on this long straight road was to step on the accelerator to the limit.

It was not until Bai Chou drove past Li Zhongjiu's usual braking point at a speed of over 160 kilometers per hour without braking that Li Zhongjiu realized that something had gone wrong.

"squeak……"

Bai Chou finally stepped on the accelerator pedal to reduce the speed to about 130, and then used tracking braking to steer the M4 towards the center of the curve.

Li Zhongjiu was nearly thrown out by the sudden braking and then the massive G-forces from a slow turn. Veins on the back of his hands were exposed as he clutched the handlebars above his head, shouting in panic, "Brother, didn't you say to warm up the tires first? Why are you driving so aggressively?"

"I'm just doing the warm-up lap!" Bai Chou, who was wearing a helmet, also shouted loudly.

(End of this chapter)