The first ten years of the 21st century were a time of change for racing.

Schumacher announced his retirement. His departure seemed like the end of an era. The peak king chose his career to end. From then on, the title of "Car God" has temporarily become a vacant.

Sebastian Loeb of WRC is rushing to the seventh World Rally Championship title. He wants to announce to the world that there is not only Schumacher, he is also the undisputed "king of rally"!

The Le Mans Endurance Audi ended the era of heroes competing for supremacy with a R8 and began its own unique show.

On the other hand, the street racing culture is also undergoing the changes of the times. Japanese performance cars have declined from their peak. The four former king sports cars - Honda NSS, Toyota Supra, Mitsubishi 3000gt, and Mazda RX-7, either the project is frozen or it is directly discontinued.

Later generations of car fans can only recall the age when Japanese performance cars were blooming in comics such as "Initial D" and "Bay Shore Midnight".

Of course, just like the saying in the Hong Kong and Taiwan entertainment circles often say, there are five of the four kings. After these strongest opponents were "invaded", Nissan GTR became the representative of Japanese performance cars, using the title of "God of the Ultimate War" to defend the pride of Japanese performance cars.

The end of an era often means the arrival of another era, and the decline of Japanese performance cars has led to the domination of German performance cars. Similarly, with the retirement of the iconic drivers of the times, another group of drivers are ready to take over.

After the nine-time champion of Rally Leb, Ogil, who was of the same name Sebastian, announced that he would replace the title of "King of Rally" with four consecutive championships. After the retirement of the seven-time champion Schumacher, Hamilton wanted to succeed the title of "Car God" with the honor of six world champions.

But the history of this era will begin to change from a Chinese driver.

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In Donghai City in 2009, a Toyota Corolla was driving on the streets at night. Of course, this is just a domestic translation name. The global model should be called the ninth-generation Toyota Corolla.

There were two young men in their twenties sitting in the car. Jay Chou's "Drift" was placed in the CD machine. With Jay Chou's vague lyrics, the white and fat driver in the driving position was swearing and saying something.

On the contrary, the young man in the passenger seat, who was a little thin, leaned against the car window with his chin with his right hand. He looked at the strange and familiar street scene with a blurry look, and he was obviously in a state of distraction.

At this moment, the Toyota Flower Corolla passed through a speed bump, and the whole car jumped for a while. Perhaps this bump interrupted the young man's distraction in the passenger seat. He looked back at the driver and said.

"Fatty, are you really planning to drive this car to run with Changmao?"

"I've driven this, can there be a fake? I have to teach Changmao a lesson tonight and keep this grandson away from my sister."

"Then can you race?"

"I don't know, can you?"

The fat man's words made the young man on the passenger's face very complicated, and he looked like he wanted to speak but stopped. Because he was not only so simple, it was no exaggeration to say that he was once the strongest driver in China!

The young man's name is Lin Xiangbei. To be precise, he is not completely "Lin Xiangbei". This sentence is a bit confusing and it sounds confusing, but in fact it is.

Lin Xiangbei is an employee of a car wash shop, but his memory or soul comes from another person, a driver named Lin Yifei.

He started to come into contact with professional karting at the age of 8. He won the National Kart Youth Championship at the age of 12. He competed in the European RV and Formula stadium at the age of 17. The following year, he defeated Han Han in the domestic RV Championship and won the national championship, and stood at the peak of professional racing.

At the age of 20, he received attention from F1 Renault and Williams teams and began to get in touch with Formula 1. He became the test driver of HRT team a few years later. He was only one last step away from China's first official F1 driver.

It can be said that this resume is an absolutely genius driver in China, and it can become a test driver for the F1 team. It is also the peak achievement of Chinese drivers in world professional racing.

But when we reach the last step, the road ahead has become a natural barrier. The so-called Chinese genius drivers are placed on the highest competitive stage of Formula World, at best, the most common and mediocre qualifications.

Even if it is just in the F1 third-rate team, Lin Yifei's practice competition results are at the bottom, and the gap is even greater than putting a Chinese football player in a European giant club.

At least this football player will be able to get on the court in garbage time as long as he enters the team, even if he sits on the bench, he will still be able to warm up in the field. Formula racing will never have this opportunity!

With a huge psychological gap and the arrogance of not admitting defeat, Lin Yifei desperately wanted to prove himself on the track. So in the training competition, he used a very extreme speed to go through the corners and wanted to increase his lap speed.

The aggressive control method brings dangerous consequences. A right-angle bend Lin Yifei speeds too fast and the racing car is not steering enough to rush out of the track. Unfortunately, after hitting the protective wall, the damaged suspension parts penetrated the helmet mask, and the light of the whole world slowly dimmed.

When Lin Yifei opened his eyes again, his name was no longer Lin Yifei, nor was he a top professional driver in China, but an employee of a car wash shop named Lin Xiangbei, and he returned to ten years ago.

So when the fat man asked the sentence "Do you know?", Lin Xiangbei subconsciously planned to say the word "yes". He just swallowed it back to his mouth. He is no longer the genius driver, but just an ordinary car washer.

Although Lin Xiangbei did not say the word "yes", he still couldn't help reminding him: "Fatty, if I remember correctly, the Chevrolet Camaro is the one that grows hair."

"If you really want to run with the flower crown, it's better to run the mountain road and not the streets, as this will narrow the performance gap."

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the fat man looked at Lin Xiangbei with a suspicion and said, "You guy has a problem!"

“What’s the problem?”

Lin Xiangbei was a little nervous inside. He had been in this world for almost a week and thought he had concealed it well and had the original memory of this body. Could it be that he had been discovered?

"You used to say that racing doesn't have so many fancy things. You just need to remember two points. Even the Akima Mountain Racing God can't escape!"

“Which two points?”

"Whoever slaps the accelerator and whoever steps on the brakes is the dog!"

Damn! Lin Xiangbei couldn't help but greet him in his heart, would he say such a lack of technical content, as a top professional driver?

"Is that true? But racing is a technical operation after all, I think it's still important to pay attention to professionalism, so..."

Before Lin Xiangbei finished speaking, the fat man interrupted with an unhappy look: "Don't talk about these things, there are no cowards, there are only cowards, wait and see me cut into the second gear 7200 and get hairy!

The fat man's theory really made Lin Xiangbei unable to speak for a long time. He felt that if he continued to communicate with this fat man, he would be the biggest insult to his professional qualities!

The Toyota Flower Corolla continued to drive forward and soon arrived on a small road along the river. Under the dim street lights, there were about 20 or 30 young men and women, and there were more than a dozen performance cars of different models parked diagonally near the side of the road.

But in the center of Yanjiang Road, a Chevrolet Camaro with a classic "Hornet" color scheme was parked there, and a man wearing a black rivet leather jacket with shoulder-length hair stood beside the car. This man was the long hair in the fat man's mouth.

Lin Xiangbei couldn't remember what Changmao's real name was, but the fragments of memory in his mind made him know that this guy was a member of an extreme speed team in the East China Sea. He often came to the car wash shop where he worked, and was barely considered an underground driver.

However, many domestic underground fleets have almost become gathering places for rich second-generations and gangsters due to insufficient automotive culture. They joined the underground fleet not to pursue the fun of modification, nor did they want to challenge the limits of speed and performance. They are purely used to show off, pretend to be cool and play with girls.

To put it more directly, there is actually no essential difference between this type of person and the "Ghost Fire Boy" complained about on the Internet in later generations. It’s just that the car is much more expensive and the style is higher, and the hair is this kind of thing.

Originally, Fatty and Changmao had a good relationship, but this month, Fatty's sister Chen Xiaoya came to the store to work in the summer vacation, but was attracted by Changmao, so she started a nearly harassing pursuit.

This kind of harassment angered the fat man. The two of them almost fucked in the car wash shop. After being dissuaded, they decided to use the driver's method to solve the problem, which was to run a game at night.

The problem is that no matter how much Changmao is, at least others are driving a performance car and have experience running through the streets. The fat man is so proud that he can drive a grocery car to the streets. I really don’t know where he got the courage to race on the street. I have read too many comics in "Initial D", did Fujiwara Takumi give it to him?

Just when Lin Xiangbei couldn't figure out the guy's brain circuit, the fat man stopped Toyota Crown next to Chevrolet Camaro, then pushed open the cab door and walked towards Changmao confidently.

Looking at the fat man's "broad" back and confidently walking, he was ready to use the Toyota Corolla to beat the Chevrolet Camaro's mentality.
Chapter completed!