Chapter 22: The most impressive overtaking

Is it because of dignity? Is it because of the crisis consciousness of poor performance in the first few races? Or is it because of love?
In the applause of the audience, Cartham's driver who was once overtaken by Hunter was overtaken by him for the second time in this game!
The long-slackened string was tightened again, and the energy was released at the moment of breaking.
In the end, Hunter crossed the finish line in eighth place.
This result is like a miracle to the audience and to the Marcus team.
When Hunter drove the car back to the pit, everyone gathered around.
"Your boy is so good! Too fucking!"
"It's so ups and downs! My heart is about to crack!"
Hunt was at a loss at this time.
When Marcus hugs him, Hunter asks, "Who is the champion?"
"It's Fann Winston! According to the statistics this time, Winston and Great White Shark competed twelve times in total! It can be said that Winston has played the most level since entering Formula One ! "
They thought Hunter just wanted to know the result of the game, but he didn't expect his tears to drop suddenly.
"Hey! Hunt, what's wrong with you?"
"No ... nothing ..." Hunt raised his hand to wipe his tears.
So stupid, why are you crying?
"What's wrong? Hunt?"
Marcus found that Hunt wasn't as happy as getting points.
"I'm not willing ... Mr. Marcus, I'm not willing ..."
Hunt bowed his head.
He has been working very hard, he has clearly made it clear, but he still can't make it into the top six.
In the last race, he was sixth and Winston was second. They seemed close.
But this time, Winston successfully reached the summit, but he fell further afield.
Even if Rome can't be built in a day, but when will Winston call the "next curve"?
For a moment, everyone was quiet.
Each of Hunt's setbacks in this race may have given up on other racers. Whether it's the oil pump during qualifying or the tire breaking at the most critical moment in the race ... he seemed to have no idea what to give up.
But this time, the little ghost was so lost.
Marcus sighed and put Hunt's head in his arms.
"You devil, you are still too young. It is the same whether it is life or the track. We lose some and then we get more."
Hunt wiped away his tears and sniffed hard.
"Mr. Marcus, chicken broth or something ... it really doesn't mean anything."
"Ah ... well. I thought I could comfort you." Marcus shrugged his shoulders. "Happier, Hunter. You were originally at the bottom, and you might not even be able to complete the game, but you get it now Points. "
"I'm thirsty," Hunt said dumbly.
"Hurry up! Drink water! Add electrolytes!"
"I still feel hungry ..."
"Eat! Supplement protein and energy!"
Anyway, as long as this little ghost doesn't cry anymore!
The press conference followed the competition.
"I don't want to go," Hunt said vaguely while eating a cheeseburger.
"Why?" Marcus was sitting next to him, watching the little ghost keep his head down, and he still looked sad.
"You know, as soon as I'm nervous, I say bad things."
Marcus rolled his eyes wide: "Are you stupid when I am? I didn't see you nervous during the qualifying pump. Why didn't I see you nervous when the tire burst? You are the only one in this race. A four-stop rider, this is a record! And you are also the player who has passed the most times in this race! "
"I do not want to go."
The media can be very modest if they interview Winston or "Great White Shark" Shire. It can also be sharp and merciless, such as interviewing him.
He didn't want to answer the question of whether the ranking is lucky or unfortunate, and he did not want to analyze why he would continue to race in the situation that the tire flat tires were almost circled by other gloves.
He knows exactly what he is chasing, but now speaking, everyone will think he is so high and ridiculous.
"Then always look sad and let me and the PR manager answer questions."
"You want me to make a vase?" Hunt asked, tilting his head.
"Why? Don't want to make a vase?" Marcus asked in a funny way.
"... Let's make a vase."
At this time, a staff member sent a large bunch of flowers to Hunter: "Hey! Your kid is lucky!"
"Ah?" Hunter took it innocently, opened the card above, and the name made Hunter a little stunned.
"Look, you finally have fans in Formula One!"
Hunt handed the card to Marcus: "Why did she send me flowers? Is it comfort?"
When Marcus looked at the name, he froze, then hugged Hunter: "Skin boy, good luck! Audrey Wilson sent you flowers to show that she is optimistic about you! Every one is her Prospective players have since become top Formula One drivers! Winston, Donald, and Duchuny!
Hunter blinked, and he still remembered watching the post-match interview with Winston in front of the computer, and he was envious of big beautiful women like Audrey Wilson surrounding Winston!
"No! We need to dress you up handsomely! Or find a makeup artist to cover the little freckles on your face? Too childish!"
Hunter's face was black, and he wasn't going to be in a film for a movie. What freckles ...
"Wait, don't cover it! That's it! Audrey Wilson loves your unthinking innocence!"
...... Unthinking innocence?
Are you sure this is boasting to me?
"Marcus, don't toss ... Audrey is a fan of Winston. Winston won the championship. She must give priority to interview Winston!"
"Right……"
Before the post-match interview, Hunter went to the bathroom, where he met McGrady.
McGrady's face was cold, which made Hunter a little worried whether this guy was going to have a shame in the bathroom.
But think about it, you didn't get the top six in the sub-station, even if it was ridiculed by McGrady, there is nothing you can do. Who wants to bet on McGrady?
"Hey, McGrady—" Hunter smiled brightly and waved at McGrady.
McGrady looked at Hunter coolly before he spoke.
"I was angry at why you didn't fully implement the team's strategy, even if you can help me hold Duchuny by 0.1 second ... but now I really want to beat you."
"I'm sorry ... we always have such an internal conflict, Mr. Marcus can't afford it ... otherwise I'll go out and buy a bottle of drink for you right now, drink it quickly and wait for a pee ..."
"But now I still hate you. Because you obviously have the ability to surpass Duchuny, so what were you doing in the first three races? Warming up? Or a game? Each of us regards his own ranking whether he has talent or not. For everything, every point is the sweat and blood of an entire team, do you understand? "McGrady said with a word of Hunter's eyes.
"I see." Henry nodded. "Don't remember to hate me if I overtake you at the Austrian race."
Maddie paused, glanced at Hunter with an annoying glance, and walked out of the bathroom.
Hunter thought about it, or put his head in his pocket and looked at McGrady: "Hey! Don't you really need me to buy you a drink? Today I won't resist, you won't have a chance after today!"
McGrady didn't look back, just compared to the middle finger.
"He doesn't talk to me ... I'm a bit accustomed ..." Hunt slightly regretted.
McGrady doesn't seem to be bothering him anymore, this guy is actually not that annoying, just serious. Because of seriousness, I cannot see myself.
But at this time, why is he still so uncomfortable?
Probably because Winston was so sure he could win the top six ...
When the press conference started, Winston was indeed the focus of the focus, and the entire space seemed to be crowded.
His expression was always dull, as if whatever the media asked him had nothing to do with him. Only the team manager and the public relations manager dealt with the reporter's questions and answers, and they were also painful and happy.
"Winston, which is the most impressive overtaking for this race?" Audrey Wilson stood up and asked.
Everyone thought he would answer that he was playing against the Great White Shark in the final lap, but Winston said: "It was Hunter of Marcus who surpassed two opponents in a lap after a flat tire."
"You watched the video of the game?" Audrey Wilson was a little surprised, after all, the game was shortly over.
Winston just "hmm", raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and said to the public relations manager aside.
The public relations manager apologized to the reporter at the scene: "Sorry, Winston has something very important to leave first."
Winston got up and nodded to the media. Among the humility was another pride of the king.
At this time, Hunt lowered his head, his face with a disappointed expression. His face was a bit childish, but now he looks a bit pitiful.
"Hunt, this time you experienced a qualifying fuel pump problem and blew a tire in the race, but you have been showing a very strong catch-up trend. Is the team giving you more pressure or are you against Expect your own? Because your performance in the first three races was mediocre! "
The author has something to say: salted egg time:
Hunter: Winston! What was the deepest overtaking in your life?
Winston: It was deep when I was with you.
Hunter: ...