He had told his brother dozens of times, but his brother wouldn't listen. Lin Yan could change his style with just one sentence? How could that be possible.
In any case, Reisner didn't believe it.
Lin Yan also knew that Reisker hadn't taken his words to heart, and he sighed inwardly, hoping that the kid's luck would continue to be good.
After a verbal persuasion, Lin Yan didn't say anything more. His words were done, and the rest depended on the kid himself.
A driver with an extremely aggressive riding style was always at great risk, whether on the track or on the street.
Just as Lin Yan had said before, although the Isle of Man was dangerous, the riding style of the Isle of Man riders was the opposite. Their styles were almost all conservative, and they wouldn't lean their bikes to the lowest angle when cornering. Otherwise, the mortality rate would probably double.
Conversely, because the track facilities were complete, it was the easiest place for drivers to go all out, and also the easiest place to get them fired up.
Gambling was something every GP driver did frequently, even when Lin Yan was growing up in his previous life.
And aggressive was constantly gambling, gambling on the limits of the racing car.
When your opponent was getting further and further away from you, your racing car had reached its limit. Would you try to break through the limit or conservatively maintain your position?
Many GP drivers would choose the former, to go for it.
This was why fans would suddenly see a track driver inexplicably crash on their own.
Some drivers even crashed while leading. It wasn't unheard of in GP history for the first-place driver to crash.
Even many legendary drivers in the Hall of Fame had done such things.
The ones in front were eager to shake off those behind, and the ones behind were eager to catch up to those in front, gambling on the limits of the racing car and their own limits. If they lost the gamble, they would crash.
Lin Yan's master, the Horse King, was a typical aggressive driver, and Lin Yan knew his master's riding style very well.
His master was someone who constantly pushed his limits, who was most prone to gambling and taking risks. This was why his crash rate was so high. Of course, without doing so, it would have been impossible to create the lowest cornering lean angle in GP history and to perform those incredible saves time and again.
While this spirit was good, its stability and danger level could be fatal.
These were things Lin Yan's master had taught him back then. Lin Yan's ability to save his bike was trained by constantly crashing. The young Lin Yan was also quite aggressive, but this was something that needed to be changed later.
It was okay to take risks, but there had to be a limit.
Lin Yan still remembered the scene in the last race where the kid had forced a pass when there was no room.
Lin Yan sighed inwardly, hoping that the kid's desire to win wasn't too strong.
Aggression, coupled with a deadly desire to win, could easily ruin a driver, like Ximeng back then.
The car had gone off the track, but he had managed to pull it back.
"Alright, you go chat with your brother. I'll take your sister-in-law for a walk."
But here, which driver didn't have a strong desire to win?
Lin Yan sighed inwardly, and didn't chat much with the two brothers. After greeting each other, they went their separate ways. Strolling with his wife was much better than chatting with these two big brothers.
"Honey, are you saying his style is very dangerous?"
Looking at Reisker's retreating back, Su Mojin asked Lin Yan curiously in his ear, her beautiful eyes blinking.
Although her driving skills were considered beginner level compared to these big shots, she still understood a little bit.
"Yeah, he almost crashed into someone else while overtaking. Do you think it's dangerous? Alright, let's not talk about this. Let's go take a look over there."
Lin Yan's lips curved as he casually mentioned it, patting his wife's little head, preparing to take her to look around.
Reisker's overtaking method in the last race was a bit unsportsmanlike, otherwise Lin Yan wouldn't have specifically mentioned it today.
They had visited the massage parlor and the cafeteria, but there was one place they had never been to, which was the place selling driver's collaborative clothing.
It was located behind the cafeteria and massage area. Lin Yan had originally planned to go back directly, but after thinking about it, since they were already out, they might as well go there for a stroll.
Since entering the GP last year, Lin Yan had never been to this place.
It wasn't that he didn't want to go, but if he went, he wouldn't be able to leave.
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It was seven in the evening, nearly four hours after the day's races had ended. By the time Lin Yan arrived, the crowds were no longer as dense as they were during the day.
However, in front of the store with the number twenty-seven, there was still a line of dozens of people.
Lin Yan touched his nose and secretly thought, why were there still so many people here at night?
Under the night lights, Lin Yan and Su Mojin watched from a distance. Lin Yan wouldn't be foolish enough to join the crowd when there were so many people.
There were thirty drivers, and thirty stores here. Lin Yan's was the most popular, and it was still bustling at night. The entrances of the other drivers' stores only had a few people casually browsing.
"Li Wei, go buy two hats."
Since it was inconvenient for him to go over, Lin Yan had to instruct Li Wei to do it.
Buying his own support merchandise, Lin Yan was probably the first to do such a thing.
It didn't take long for Li Wei to return with two red baseball caps. The fact that he could buy them so quickly must have been through a special channel.
They were two ordinary red baseball caps, but on the brim of the cap, the number 27 was printed. Besides that, there was also an official authentication logo on the back of the cap.
It was no exaggeration to say that this genuine product logo significantly increased the value of the hat.
"Honey, I have one of these hats."
"You have one?"
After putting the little red hat on Su Mojin, Lin Yan let her braid hang out from the back of the hat.
"Yes, I bought it when you were racing before. It's in my suitcase."
Su Mojin shook her head, securing the hat. She was wearing a white outfit today, and with the red baseball cap, she looked even more youthful and radiant, as if she had returned to her school days.
"Does it look good?"
Su Mojin tilted her head and asked.
"Hmm, not bad, you're still quite attractive."
Lin Yan playfully cupped his wife's chin with two fingers, teasing her.
Su Mojin glared at Lin Yan.
After Lin Yan finished, Su Mojin helped Lin Yan put on his hat.
"Hehe, my husband is so handsome. Mwah."
After admiring it for a while, Su Mojin stood on tiptoe and kissed Lin Yan on the cheek. A red hat on a young idol might look a bit effeminate, but on Lin Yan, it exuded masculinity. Su Mojin liked it very much.
Taking advantage of the night, they strolled through the stores of other drivers. Those places had fewer people, and even if they didn't buy anything, they could still look.
Figurines, helmets, gloves, models, leather jackets, racing suits, and driver-endorsed clothing, they had everything. The two of them browsed as they went, which was quite interesting, although they were occasionally recognized by fans.
"Shh, don't make a sound. We snuck out. It'll be terrible if anyone sees us."
In front of the Yamaha rider's store, Su Mojin leaned forward and made a shushing gesture to a couple of fan teenagers in front of them.
The young couple were not old, probably around eighteen or nineteen years old. They were wearing Lin Yan's red fan support outfits and had on the little red hats.
"Okay, sister, don't worry, we won't make a fuss."
"Sister, you're really beautiful, much more beautiful than on TV. Lin Shen too, he's much more handsome than on TV!"
Hearing Su Mojin's words, the young couple quickly nodded. The little girl, who looked a year or two younger than Su Mojin, complimented them with a blush.
Su Mojin pulled her hat down and cautiously looked around. As for Lin Yan, the handyman, he was using a marker to sign autographs for the two of them.
"Okay, then sister, we'll be going now."
"Okay, bye-bye!"
After watching the young couple leave, Su Mojin breathed a sigh of relief.
"I've discovered that being an idol isn't that easy. It's like being a thief."
"Be content. If this job could be exchanged, how many people would want it?"
Lin Yan tapped Su Mojin's little head, not hard.
"Hehe, that's true."
They strolled until eight o'clock before returning. They couldn't help it, as there was the main race tomorrow, and Lin Yan couldn't stay up too late.
Under the starry night sky, the two of them snuggled in the RV's bed and fell asleep in each other's arms.
Lin Yan didn't do anything naughty tonight, as he had a race tomorrow.
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The next morning, after Lin Yan finished his workout, he immediately went to the P room to train. Su Mojin also got up early and followed him.