Blaise's Velocity Trials Chapter 8

Alden slowly turned his face and saw Ellis in racing suit.

"Is your practice match over?"

"The first round of practice is over, and there will be a second round starting at half past two." Ellis lowered his eyes, raised his chin, and looked at the cigarette between Alden's knuckles.

"Bring some for yourself...wait, do you smoke?"

"not much."

"I can't even dream of you smoking."

"You can see it now."

Alden was squatting by the roadside, and Ellis was sitting next to him.

Ruffians and nobles---this was the thought that came to Alden's mind.

"I only have one cigarette." Alden looked at the other person sideways.

It stands to reason that since Ellis is willing to be friends with him, he should be flattered and give everything he has.

But for Alden, no matter whether the other party is a genius or he is a loser, "friends" have no status. He is an equal in front of Ellis. He will not devote himself diligently, nor will he I won’t put my face on it.

"So you've already smoked half of it, I'm just saying take one puff."

Ellis's voice was still cool, and there was no unnecessary expression on his face.

It seems to be saying, "I didn't ask you for a whole cigarette, which is already the greatest favor to you."

How unhappy!

However, apart from girls, good things should be shared between friends. Although cigarettes are definitely not a good thing.

"Okay, I'll give you a sip."

Alden turned around, held the cigarette between his index finger and thumb, and handed it in the other person's direction.

He originally thought that the opponent would take off his racing gloves and reach out to catch it, but he didn't expect that Ellis's hand was still at his side, and he just leaned down in the direction of Alden and turned his face sideways.

At that moment, Alden had the illusion that the other party was about to K!ss him.

His lips were slightly opened, holding the cigarette in his mouth, and Alden's fingertips seemed to be sucked into his mouth.

The tip of his tongue touched the cigarette, and the subtle power was also transmitted to Alden's fingertips.

In an instant, Alden almost dropped his cigarette.

He really just took a puff, and the smoke ring he exhaled had an extremely gentle gesture.

Also as a man...Alden must admit that this man is very S3xy.

"Are you familiar with Circuit Gilles Villeneuve?" Ellis asked.

"I have imagined it countless times in my mind and simulated it on the simulator. You have participated in the Grand Prix for three years, right? So you should have run this track three times? I am not as experienced as you." Alden winked and laughed. .

"Now close your eyes and imagine you are parked at the start of the race at Circuit Gilles Villeneuve."

"Huh?" Just as Alden was about to express his doubts, Ellis's cold eyes swept over him. It felt very bad to be able to control someone without a single word.

But Alden still closed his eyes subconsciously.

There is no way, this guy will have a game soon, and if I don't follow him, if it affects his mood during the game, do I blame him?

"The length of a single lap of this track is about 4.4 kilometers. There are 70 laps in total. If you want to get into the top eight and get points, my suggestion is to adopt a two-stop strategy. Three stops will be a waste of time for you. . If you can maintain a ranking of about 12 in the first fifteen laps, then perform a stop on the twentieth lap. When you can break into the top ten on the fiftieth lap. The goal is to finish eighth to sixth. "

There was a hint of determination in Ellis's voice.

Alden was about to open his eyes and say something, but Ellis stretched out his arms to cover his eyes.

"I didn't ask you to open your eyes."

"Okay, okay!" Alden raised his hands in surrender.

"At the first corner of the track, slow down to pass in second gear, and then slow down again to pass the hairpin. This position is the key to your escape. If you can stand out, anything is possible. Accelerate before entering turn three. "

Alden's ears seemed to be filled with the roar of the engine, the wind was howling, and his mind was racing.

"Now that you have accelerated through turns four and five, the next step is the challenge. This is a very sharp left turn, and you have to reduce the previous high speed to below eighty-five."

Alden's vision became clearer and clearer, and Ellis's voice not only woke him up, but also allowed him to start endless imagination.

"On the straight line after exiting the hairpin, the speed can exceed 310. This is a crucial overtaking section. No matter who the opponent is in front of you, you will take his position."

"Ellis! Oh my god! You are here!" Assistant Anne's voice sounded, "The second round of free practice is about to begin!"

"Yeah." He stood up.

Alden also stood up.

"I want another puff." Ellis leaned in Alden's direction.

His eyes were very close to hers, seemingly quiet and composed but brewing with silent waves.

Alden somehow brought his cigarette to Ellis's lips. He could clearly see the tip of his tongue between his lips and feel the slight force with which he smoked.

"Thank you." Alden said to Ellis's back.

Thank you for giving me my first taste of what it was like to drive a car on Circuit Gilles Villeneuve.

At the end of the third practice session, Alden followed the team back to the hotel.

The team began a technical meeting, with the focus still on McGrady and Luke’s race strategies.

Listening to this, Alden felt like he was yawning again and again. As soon as he closed his eyes, what he recalled repeatedly in his mind was Ellis's track analysis.

I really want to give it a try...

When this thought passed through Alden's mind, he froze slightly.

He used to love the feeling of driving a racing car. In the kart competition, he feels that every race is fresh...So many Formula Renault and kart racers are eager to enter the Formula One competition, including himself.

But why did he not have any desire to win when he finally entered?

"Alden! Alden, what are you thinking about?" The chief technology officer looked over, with obvious dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Probably for the entire team, he is a problem child. The team's strategy failed to be perfectly implemented in the three races, and McGrady was blocked from the top eight by Duchovny.

"He was wondering if he could go back and drive a kart after he was kicked out of the team!" McGrady looked at him with undisguised disdain.

"Eh---Maddie, do you have a crush on me?" Alden asked with his eyes wide open.

"I have a crush on you? Are you mentally ill?"

"Then how else do you understand my thoughts so well?"

Maddie rolled his eyes to the sky. He realized that it was useless to humiliate this guy because he was too thick-skinned.

Mr. Jace also shook his head and sighed.

Teammate Luke patted Alden on the shoulder and comforted: "Don't be like this, maybe you will be playing in the next game?"

"Thanks. Don't curse yourself either."

Unless Luke ranks behind fifteenth in this race, the team will probably not replace him again.

Qualifying was about to begin, and the entire team became nervous and busy. Only Alden was holding his cell phone and playing app wherever he went.

Maybe he really needs to think about what he will do if he quits F1. He has not scored any points, and no team, no matter how weak, will sign him. Even if he goes back to race karts, the people who ridicule him will probably have harsher words than McGrady.

It's just...that's it, are you really willing to do it?

However, what if you are not willing to give in? No one would expect anything from him anyway.

Suddenly, he bumped into someone. Alden staggered back a small step, but the opponent was as steady as a rock and didn't even sway.

The phone fell, and the other party reacted quickly, and Alden caught the phone easily.

"Are you still playing this?"

"Ah?" Alden looked up and met a pair of calm eyes.

It's Ellis.

"Yeah, this is fun." Alden smiled and took the phone back.

"You are passionate about many things."

"What?"

"You can play this game for five years."

"Huh? How do you know?"

On the contrary, Alden felt that he was passionate about everything for three minutes.

But Ellis did not intend to continue discussing Xiaoxiaole.

"In the qualifying session, don't worry too much about the number of remaining sets of tires. Try to get a higher ranking." Ellis said.

"You... you should know, right? I did not participate in the practice session. The drivers sent by our team in this race are McGrady and Luke..."

"Alden, do you want to quit F1?" Ellis asked.

Alden paused, then shrugged and said in an indifferent tone: "What else? I didn't get into the top twelve in the three races. In the following races, the team should focus on Luke." , I won't have a chance. After this year, Jace Racing will not renew my contract, and no other team will want me. Can you convince Ferrari to sign me?"

"The Ferrari is not good enough for you," said Ellis.

Alden looked into his eyes, seemingly emotionless, but filled with too much, so deep that it was unpredictable.

He didn't understand why Ellis could look at him like this when there were so many meaningful things in this world.

"So...what can be worthy of me?" Alden smiled and punched Ellis with his fist, "Okay, okay, I know we just became friends a few days ago, you will feel...You are going to lose me, but don’t worry, as long as you are on the track, I will cheer for you in my heart.”

"You'll have the best team. The best power unit design team, the best suspension engineers, strategic analysts who know you. That's the team that matches you."

It was clear that what he said was just a word of comfort, but Alden felt that such an incredible team was right in front of him.

"Thanks."

At this moment, Mr. Jace's shout came from behind Alden: "Alden---Alden! Where did you go?"

"Huh?" Alden turned around.

Jace had an anxious look on his face, and he was slightly stunned when he saw Ellis behind Alden.

Ellis just nodded slightly, which was considered a greeting.

"Get ready for me! Go to the qualifying match right away!"