Chapter 909: Play for the Chinese team (three shifts)
Obviously, the field circle hadn’t heard of this surprise in advance, and was surprised to say, “I’ve never heard of it on a foreign track!”
At this moment, whether it is Luo Quankun and his party, or some professional racers who have come from all over after hearing the news, their pupils are shrinking when they are in the park and seeing the scene in front of them. It has to be willing to spend what manpower, material and financial resources to create this Such a shocking scene.
If the track does reach the international professional level, then this China Track Park will undoubtedly be among the best in the world, they have no doubt.
Including Fukuma Hiraoka standing in the park at the moment.
He graduated from the National R Suzuka Racing School, won the 1998 National R F3 Grand Prix professional championship, and then settled in the UK to participate in the British Formula Race.
In 2000 British F3 Championship: Carlin race third, won the championship four times, the French F3 Championship Spa station champion, and in the 2002F1 Jordan Grand Prix for the British and American team as a test driver, officially embarked on the F1 road, this year has returned to the country.
This time, Country Z is playing the banner of the completion of Asia’s No. 1 Circuit Park. Not only has the scolding wars boiled over among the fans, even some professional racers can’t help but come in person. A good track is for the drivers. The attractiveness of beauty is no less than the attractiveness of beautiful women to normal men.
Hiraoka Fukuma was one of the teams that came.
"Everyone has probably heard that Yiwei Real Estate, which is responsible for garden development, belongs to Rebirth International. It is said that Rebirth International’s advertising slogan in the next stage of this year will be: Rebirth International, representing technology. Well, they are enough to make us intuitively feel With the charm of science and technology, friends who stay in the same place can enter the park with confidence without worrying about hanging the auditorium above their heads."
The narrator's voice sounded in the loudspeaker again, and Hiraoka Fukuma listened to the translation, with a faint smile on Mai Shiki's face, and in Japanese, "Representing technology? Huh."
After that, he took people straight to the park.
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Arriving at the amusement park, at the stall where several other people are scattered, Wei Sheng and Cui Xian explain that they want to meet a friend, so they come to the ice cream house by the pirate ship alone. Luo Quankun has already waited there with a group of people. By the window, there are several young men and women in the room who are looking excited while eating ice cream.
Wei Sheng saw Xu Jiajia at a glance, and the latter naturally saw her.
There were a few young people beside Xu Jiajia. Wei Sheng didn't know him, so he only swept away, and walked towards Luo Quankun inside, with a smile on her face.
Luo Quankun immediately got up, stretched out his hand to shake Wei Sheng, "Wei..."
After getting to know Wei Sheng's identity, Luo Quankun originally wanted to speak to President Wei, but Wei Sheng put his hand on his lips and shook his head and smiled, and the two sides sat down.
The table in the simple room can only seat four people, but Luo Quankun took five young people today, including a girl who looks like twelve or three years old. Because of the lack of space, all of them are sitting on plastic stools. Extending a little bit outwards, sitting on the side in a scattered way, all facing this table.
Wei Sheng glanced briefly around the people, and was surprised by the sloppy appearance, but she did not show it.
"This is the President Wei I mentioned to you, Wei Sheng." Luo Quankun said with a low voice and a smile.
Several foreign youths have different skin colors, and their eyes are staring at Wei Sheng, while Wei Sheng smiled at a few people before focusing on the twelve or three-year-old girl, "Ma Chuxin?"
"Sister Master!" Ma Chuxin looked sweet and looked at Wei Sheng with big eyes. He was happy to hear that she recognized herself.
Wei Sheng was stunned, then smiled and looked at Luo Quankun.
Luo Quankun explained, "Chu Xin's father was the former Bulls captain. The old horse said that you had seen him at the Beijing Stadium. He broke his leg in the early game and intended to cultivate his original heart! This kid is also very smart. The old horse listens. Saying that I'm working with you now, I hurriedly pushed the child over and said that I wanted you to take her."
Speaking of this, he smiled again, "It doesn't matter if you don't have time, it's enough for me to teach her personally."
Upon hearing this, Wei Sheng smiled and looked at Ma Chuxin again, "Where did you practice?"
Ma Chuxin was a little embarrassed and said, "I just won a professional kart driver's license in Beijing, and Uncle Luo said that I will be promoted to F3 to practice."
Wei Sheng nodded when he heard the words, his talent was indeed good. But don’t look at Ma Chuxin’s young age, he is far from being a genius. In developed countries in F1 sports, most of the children start to practice at an early age. There are many professional kart racing games for children, and they are promoted to F3 and then to F1. There are also many young people.
Wei Sheng then turned to look at the other four, and suppressed the stranger in his heart and took the player information that Luo Quankun handed over. In fact, she hardly needs to look at it, and she can recite what the four people in front of her have done or were about to achieve.
Turning to the first page of the information, Luo Quankun himself wrote about it, and each information was posted with photos of the players.
The first one, Willenf.
Canadian, son of former world champion Villenff.
In 1996, he broke into F1 as the American Indian race champion.
Pure "old-fashioned" racing temperament, very brave on the field, not afraid of crashing, he won the runner-up in the first F1 Grand Prix in 1996, until he joined the British and American team in 2000, with the changes in F1 competition rules, Williams The team lost its advantage and withdrew from the race 11 times throughout the season without a point.
Wei Sheng raised his head and looked at the white man in front of him, with a rough face on his square face, which was the most normal-looking of the four.
And Wei Sheng knows that this man, after experiencing upsets, re-exhibited his bravery in the professional competitions. He did not retreat and advances in a terrifying manner. He will become a famous figure in the international competition, and even more so in the season two years later. About to win the title of European season championship.
And now, he left the British and American team and officially played for the Chinese team.
The second place is Ricardo Zonta, a Brazilian. Wei Sheng knows clearly that this Brazilian guy who doesn’t look like a racer, has sparse hair, but has a natural power. He was with his father when he was 10 years old. Learn to drive kart racing.
He also played for the British and American teams. During the 2001 season, because of the poor stability of the British and American teams, his performance was unsatisfactory. When the car was no problem, his performance had problems. He was accidentally injured and absent in the practice session of Brazil. In the four races, the position was replaced by Salo. Since then, his performance has been mediocre and Luo Quankun has been taken under his command.
Similarly, his real shining was after this defeat. Wei Sheng faced him in later generations. At that time, Zongta was definitely her predecessor. She was born with supernatural power and strong maneuverability. Driving F1 is more powerful than ordinary people. The advantage of is like... adults riding children's bikes are a bit exaggerated, but not all exaggerated.
Xu Jiajia is whispering to Dong Haojie and others accusing Wei Sheng of his evil deeds, and at the same time cannot help but feel strange that Wei Sheng is sitting with a group of strange-looking foreigners.
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