Chapter 30: Put me down!

Donald didn't feel lucky, but the guy behind was too scary.
Vann Winston dared to drop his starting ranking, which shows that in his heart, it is easy to surpass himself and Renault's Penny, and McLaren's Duchuny is not even an opponent.
Donald clenched the steering wheel and accelerated away from the rear.
"Van Winston, I see where you can go this time!"
Donald gritted his teeth.
But after five laps, Winston was like an arrow off the string, constantly reducing the distance between him and Donald, and then making a sharper turn than most people, quickly closing the line, in one go, surpassing Donald.
Donald's back sweating: Damn it! Ferrari performance is no better than you play like this!
In any case, it was decisive that Winston blocked Enzo's advantage for him.
In the next few laps, Winston's overtaking continued, and Duchuny defeated in the corner. Winston exited at a high speed, which caused the audience to scream.
Immediately after Winston went beyond the textbook-style pit stop and pressed Renault's Penny after a tire change, he overpassed the corner twice, which can be described as arrogance.
"Winston is Winston. His overtaking will always make people overwhelmed!" A photographer said with emotion. "But don't you think it's strange? According to the strength of Winston and Ferrari team, he ranked this time. The race was like deliberately reducing his speed. In the first five laps, he obviously could compete with Donald of Sauber, but was very ... how to say, quiet? "
"Because I'm too confident in myself ... I'm more curious if this time Ivan Hunt of Marcus team can make another record. My feeling is that he has found his status, as long as this status continues, he It will have a great impact on the masters such as Penny and Duchuny ... And what wins Winston should not be mediocre. "Audrey said.
"You mean Hunt and Winston, they always feel like they don't meet ... I wonder how they became friends?"
At this time, the Indian force driver Maiden was being pressed, his opponent was very hot, and he had almost made three mistakes in a row.
On the next lap, the guy's overtaking became bolder, and he went out of the corner perfectly. Looking at his growing figure, Maiden even felt a sense of relief.
"That ... seems like Evan Hunt of the Marcus team?" Maiden sighed.
He remembered listening to the two drivers of the Williams team chatting before the race, talking about the teenager's double surpass at Silverstone. After surpassing two Williams drivers, he fell behind because of a flat tire. I did not expect this guy to rise again. After leaving the pits, he surpassed the two Williams drivers who were far ahead. This is for any team. Said, all ashamed.
Maiden breathed a sigh of relief, such an opponent is very powerful, in fact, losing to him is not ashamed.
"He rose to ninth."
"Well ... there's still plenty of time." Audrey narrowed her eyes.
I just saw your tenacity and boldness, but Hunter ... what the draws Winston on you?
Williams driver Colt found that the guy behind him had changed from Indian Force's Maiden to Marcus's Hunter, and he had a feeling of being ridiculous.
Thinking of this guy who surpassed himself twice in the last race, Colt complained in his heart: stinky boy, should I just give way to you!
But how is it possible!
Colt clung to his place, and if he was overtaken again by this little ghost this time, he wouldn't have to mingle in the team!
And Hunter's heart is always tense, he must pass Colt, he must rush over!
Donald is still far ahead! Not only must he surpass him, but also get the top five!
Colt wanted to use the performance advantage of the car to throw Hunter off consecutive corners, but did not expect Hunter to delay the brakes and continue to bite.
After another lap, Colt's spirit was almost exhausted by Hunter, and a defensive driving error occurred and was surpassed by Hunter.
"Oh shit……"
"The driver he chased must be in pain." The photographer's eyes had not left the camera for a moment. "It has risen to the eighth position ... Enzo of the Lotus team is going forward!"
"He used to surpass Enzo. In terms of self-confidence, perhaps Hunter's self-confidence is higher than Enzo." Audrey said.
When Hunter entered the station to change tires, he kicked off the pursuit of Enzo.
Hunter's heartstrings were almost pulled to the limit, and he knew he was getting closer and closer to his goal.
Enzo's defense and routing are more mature and robust than previous opponents.
Hunter knew very well that the last time he was able to surpass him was because Enzo's underestimation of him, but this time it was impossible! For two consecutive turns, the two men's car started a fierce contest, which made the audience nervous to burst their hearts several times, for fear that Hunter would run out of the track out of control.
Marcus clutched his chest and gritted his teeth. Hunter didn't exceed Enzo for a moment, and he dared not breathe for a moment.
The contest was eight consecutive laps. Hunter was precise and smooth in every corner and every line. This put great pressure on veteran Enzo.
The more Enzo wanted to get rid of Hunter, the tighter Hunter became and the more robust his driving.
"Is this guy really going to participate in Formula One for the first year!" Enzo was clearly prepared that this little ghost would suddenly come out, but until now he understood that imagination and reality are two different things-this little ghost can always surpass him Imagination.
Feeling that Hunter intends to overtake again, Enzo had to block him, but did not expect that it was just a fake move. Hunter deftly shuttled from his inside, countless spectators stood up and applauded, and Hunter rushed to the top Seven!
The photojournalist raised his hand and dragged Audrey around him, and said with great excitement, "Hey ... did you see it! It was so beautiful just now!"
Two seconds later, Audrey reacted to the fact that the pK renown Enzo was really Hunter.
"With more than twenty laps, can he catch up with Donald?"
"He can!" Audrey was also surprised. Why did she suddenly have such confidence in this young man?
When Donald noticed that Hunter was catching up, he couldn't help feeling-Enzo didn't stop the little ghost in the end!
Thinking of losing to the ghosts in the last race, Donald's unwillingness burst out-still want the ghosts to know that is always hot and spicy!
Donald had been running before Hunter, and he knew very well that he had to be patient and persevering. Defend every attempt to overtake Hunt as a completely different opponent.
For eight full laps, Donald defended Hunt's twelve overtakings. This match became the biggest highlight of this race. The audience was shouting, and the media at the scene was in a tense mood, as was Hunt.
He said to himself: Hunter, Hunter! You're already tight enough, it's time!
Hunt followed Donald in the straight, seized the opportunity of vacuum, and surpassed the moment he entered the corner!
"Oh oh!"
The exclamation went on and on.
But entering the corner at a high speed made Hunter almost out of control, and even Donald looked scared!
Hunter controlled the direction, and the front of the car turned along the outside line, passing through this curve like a drift, turning brilliantly, and driving into the straight.
"My mom ... this guy is really lucky!" The photographer sighed.
But Audrey watching this scene was completely frightened.
"Audrey! Audrey! What's wrong with you?"
"That's not ... not luck." It took a long time before Audrey said.
"He almost rushed out of the track and finished!"
"He can follow Enzo for more than ten laps without making mistakes, and bite Donald on eight laps. He is a guy with absolute patience ... so he won't be impulsive. Everything he just expected was just right! Don't you remember? At Silverstone, Winston passed the Great White Shark in the same way! "
"Oh my ..."
The overtaking was thrilling and exciting. It was the perfect combination of Ferrari's super performance and driver's technology. In many people's eyes, it is difficult to be imitated and copied. However, this young man did not expect to do it in such a tense race. Arrived!
The exclamation of a colleague has no meaning to Audrey. All she thinks about now is the end of the game. She must interview Hunter!
At this time, Duchuny ahead of Hunter seemed to expect all of this. He pitted ahead of time and after a tense tire change, Duchuni frantically wanted to distance himself from Hunter.
"Does he want to surpass Duchouni ..." Marcusto frowned, "Or do we let him try to keep his current position? He will have to make another pit stop to surpass Duchouni ..." "
"Meddy was trapped by Winston just now. After Winston passed him, he did not grasp the direction and rushed into the buffer zone ... After starting again, he has fallen to sixteenth. If Hunt can hold the sixth place, this The points are good for us, "said the technical officer from the perspective of maximizing the benefit of the team.
"But are you willing? Formula One is like sailing against the water. Almost every driver who just wants to keep his position will eventually be overtaken. Hunter is behind Donald who is trying to regain his position. He can only really keep the so-called so long as he runs faster s position."
"I see, we told Hunter to come in! Everyone is ready!"
With only the last ten laps left, the Marcus team's decision was quite bold.
With such a tense rhythm, Hunter still pitted accurately. All the technicians replaced the tires as quickly as the clockwork. After Hunter returned to the track, he began to chase Duchuny.
The audience was emotional, watching the two cars almost turn round to turn. After five laps, Duchuny and Hunter fought no less than ten times. Seeing people almost burst blood vessels!
Hunter decisively delayed the brakes to join the corner with desperate desperation.
"He's crazy!" Marcus opened his eyes wide.
Both technicians and technicians looked up at the scene on the screen.
Hunter was about to get out of control. The moment they couldn't help but close their eyes, Hunter clenched the steering wheel, pulled back the line, made a strong bend, and rushed in front of Duchuny.
Cheers are endless, and the entire Marcus team is boiling!
Duchuny tried to regain his position, but did not expect that Hunter's driving was robust. The remaining three laps Duchuny tried countless times and failed to overtake.
When Hunt crossed the finish line, his heart seemed to stop.
Breathing hard, Hunter's ears buzzed again and again.
It wasn't until his mind calmed down that he heard Marcus's voice and various cheers on the radio.
"Hey ... how many places did I get today?"
"Hunter! You are fifth! Fifth! This is your best result since entering F1! It is also our team's best result in the past two years!" His voice was trembling and shaking.
Fifth place ... That's great.
Hunter closed her eyes and finally pursed her lips and laughed.
As long as he can make the top five in the next two races, the big iceberg of Vann Winston will be stripping him!
It's so cool to think about it!
"Who is the champion of this station?"
"It's Ferrari's Fann Winston! He killed Owen of Red Bull in the last corner of the final lap! That corner is so wonderful! Of course, you're the one who is super classic in Duchuny! "
The smile on Hunt's face was even greater.
It seems that he is also in danger of striptease!
However, it is more difficult for Winston to hold the championship throne in the next two races than to make it into the top five!
Driving the car back, he stepped out of the car in a hurry, tossed the helmet to the staff, and ran out with a bottle of water.
"Hunt! Hunt, where are you going!" Shouted the PR manager.
"I'll be back soon!"
At the end of the high-intensity race, when the driver's spirit was relaxed, it should have been the most lazy moment, but Hunt was more excited than usual.
He dashed all the way, almost knocking down Donald.
"Shit! How do you think of the way! What if I hit my old bones!"
Hunter was overwhelmed by the overwhelming feeling of overtaking, and he was also dizzy and turned after the game.
"If you really get hit by him, the team will probably sign him to your place." Donald's teammate said rudely.
Suddenly, Donald thought he was going to have depression.
Hunter moved on and finally saw the man he always wanted to see.
Winston is working with public relations to determine the content of the post-match interview, only to hear someone shouting his name.
As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Hunter running towards him with open arms, as if he had run into his world at all costs.
The other staff were stunned. They had never seen anyone dare to do this to Winston.
Just as Hunter was about to pounce on Winston, the entire Ferrari staff opened their eyes wide-in the end was Winston pushing this off? Or just dodging him sideways and letting him run away?
What happened at the next 0.1 second made everyone's mouth stuffed with eggs.
Winston suddenly squatted down, stretched out his arms to catch Hunter, and hugged him suddenly.
This was completely unexpected by Hunter's expectations, and the sudden vacancy caused him to subconsciously embrace Winston's neck.
"Hey-you scared me!" Hunt stared at each other with his eyes widened.
Winston looked up and looked into Hunter's eyes, but instead of lowering him, he said to the staff on the side: "Wait a moment."
"Let me down!"
Although he didn't look strong, Hunter had a fat content of less than 13.5% in the last test, which shows that he has useful muscles on his body, not a small bamboo stick.
Winston turned his face sideways, his hands turned upside down, and he didn't mean to let him down: "You came here, what did you want to say to me?"
As he talked, Winston walked to the bathroom next to him. He let go of one of his hands and locked the door.
Outside the bathroom, others continued to be dumbfounded.
"Hey-did you do it on purpose! Don't let me down!"
Hunter struggled with great strength, but Winston receded directly along his thrust, and thundered after hitting the wall.
"What do you want to say to me?" Winston still had that calm voice, but his raised lips convinced Hunter that the guy was in a good mood.
"I don't want to say it now. If you have the ability, you've been holding me like this, I see how long you can hold it!"
Hunt shrugged his shoulders, giving up the expression.
"Do you think it's tiring to hold the steering wheel of an F1 car for more than two hours, or is it tiring to just hold you like that?" Winston asked.
Nonsense ... of course holding the steering wheel ...
Hunt looked unhappy.
"Did you know that you just held me in like this, the media would scribble?"
"What are you writing?"
"What else can you write? Of course, there is a basic relationship between us! How can you let me look up in front of my sister in the future!"
"Can't the media write this?" Winston asked.
"Well ... it's treated as an entertainment F1 fan." Hunt rolled his eyes.
Winston slowly put Hunt down.
Obviously across the thick racing suit, Hunter can feel the temperature and support of the opponent's palm.
"I finished fifth and you also won the championship. Can we be equal?"
"Of course not. If you can still make the top five in the next two races and I can stick to the championship, we all have to jump."
"Don't you ... are you taking such a bet so seriously? But to be honest, even if I don't have a good figure, you will lose even if you jump!"
And Hunt had a small expectation.
The moment Hunter was about to leave the opponent, Winston suddenly tightened his arms, and Hunter bumped forward, almost hitting the opponent's chin.
This time he responded quickly, holding his hands to Winston's ear, but the other side smiled with his head up. Hunter could see from his eyes that this guy was anxious to bump into himself.
"I really will beat you." Hunt looked at each other.
His eyes were serious and serious.
"Let's sleep together tonight." Winston said calmly, not keeping Hunt's threatening expression at all.
"……what?"
"I will fly to Japan tomorrow afternoon. This should be my last night in Austria this year."
"Oh, so?" Hunt got out of Winston's arm, standing near and looking at the other with his pockets.
"Your room has a better view."
"I don't accept this reason." Hunt shrugged.
"I want to stay with you," Winston said again.
His voice was soft and there was no request in it, but Hunter's heart warmed inexplicably.
"Too much love ... Don't say the same to the media and I agree ... No, you won't make such misleading jokes to me in the future, I agree.
"I won't make a misleading joke on you in the future."
Winston said.
"Okay, see you tonight."
"Because I never joked with you."
Winston's voice rang from behind Hunter.
"Ha ..." Hunter smiled helplessly. "How can we adjust the normal mode of getting along!"
Like watching action movies, barbecues, mountain climbing and social parties together!
When Hunter opened the bathroom door, he found that almost everyone outside the door was still outside the door, as if waiting for some shocking news.
"Fuck!" Hunter turned around, drew a at Winston, and left angrily.
There was no expression on Winston's face, and his eyes swept away, and everyone disappeared.
In the interview after the race, the media paid attention to those issues. What was the strategic analysis? What are the key ideas for the car design? What are the goals of the next stop?
When he returned to the hotel room, he quickly started packing, and when the doorbell rang, he had just replaced his unwashed socks and hid them.
As soon as the door was opened, Hunter froze.
Because it wasn't Winston at the door, but Audrey Wilson.
"You look surprised." Audrey asked with a smile.
"Ah ... yes, I'm surprised. How do you know I live here?" Hunt scratched his head.
When the beauties visited, the surprise came too suddenly.
"Remember I said that when this race is over, I want to have a face-to-face interview with you?" Audrey said with a smile.
"I ... I thought it was just your polite words ..."
Hunt's little heart fluttered.
"If I tell you now that I'm serious, can I go in?" Audrey blinked, and Hunter immediately asked her to come sideways.
She looked at his room and sat down on the sofa: "I didn't expect your room to be so clean."
The author has something to say: salted egg time:
Hunter: I want to be on it!
Winston: OK.
Hunter: Put me down!
Winston: Didn't you say you were on top?
Hunter: I don't want to be on it! Put me down!
Winston: I stand against you, what are you afraid of?
Hunter: I don't want you to like it ... let me down!
Winston: Uncomfortable?
Hunter: Put me down!
Winston: I think you are on it.
Hunter: I don't want to be on it! You put me down!
Winston: Let you down for a while.
Hunter: ... for a long time ... let me down ...
Winston: Why are you crying? Don't like it on it?
Hunter: ... let me down ...
Winston: I can't say to be on it since then.
Hunter: ... Okay ... let me down ...