No one in the entire pit room, if you had to say there was someone not scared, it would be Vinares. No, Vinares was also scared, but he was scared by the screams of these people.
Just now, Vinares had his gaze fixed on the racing data on the副屏. He happened to see the rear brake sensor on Lin Yan's car jump heavily. While he was wondering why Lin Yan was braking so hard, Zhang Mingzhi beside him suddenly let out a startled cry.
This cry made Vinares jump.
As he turned back to see what this old fellow was shouting about, he found Zhang Mingzhi staring at the screen with his mouth agape.
Vinares subconsciously glanced at the screen, but saw nothing unusual. Lin Yan on the track was still smoothly taking the corners.
"God... God-tier save!"
When Vinares's gaze shifted back to Zhang Mingzhi, Zhang Mingzhi was sputtering out these words intermittently. It was only then that Vinares realized something had happened.
"Damn god-tier save!"
Hao Dong on the track roared. He had discovered that with Lin Shen, there was no possibility of crashing. Every time he thought Lin Yan was going to crash, Lin Yan would easily save the car.
Just now, the rear wheel had been shaking to that extent, and Lin Shen could still straighten it.
Moreover, Lin Yan's save was very decisive and spectacular. It seemed that even his speed had not dropped much, showing incredibly swift reactions.
Only after seeing Lin Yan's car stabilize did Su Mojin slowly sit back in her chair. She had been standing for only a short while, but she was so scared her legs had gone weak, fearing something would happen to Lin Yan.
To her, Lin Yan was her everything. No matter how Lin Yan explained the protective qualities of the racing suit, Su Mojin would still worry. In Lin Yan's eyes, this was probably love.
At the same moment, Zhang Yingrong, Su Hongyun, and Su Chen also breathed a sigh of relief. The chopsticks that had been suspended in mid-air were finally lowered.
This son-in-law was perfect in everything, except his job was too dangerous, alas.
Zhang Yingrong sighed inwardly. But even if it was dangerous, the matters of a young master from a trillion-dollar group were not something they could control.
At this moment, Su Hongyun no longer cared about Lin Yan taking advantage of his daughter earlier and focused on watching the race.
Having regained stability, Lin Yan executed a flip and the car entered the corner again. The scene just now seemed very detailed, but in reality, every part was meticulously planned by Lin Yan, precisely to confuse the two behind him.
As long as he could make the two behind him mistakenly believe his tires were at their limit, his goal would be achieved.
However, to create the illusion of a crash required extremely strong car control. Otherwise, if he wasn't careful and went too far, a real crash would be disastrous.
Lin Yan's maneuver just now had reached the realm of perfect imitation. Not to mention others, even Vinares, who knew Lin Yan had braked, thought it was an accidental touch after watching the replay.
"Not good, it seems they've realized Lin Shen's tires are heavily worn, and the two behind have started to make their move."
Lin Yan's drop in speed gave Reisner and Qionghai an opportunity. Reisner took the lead, launching an attack on Qionghai ahead.
In fact, in Reisner's eyes, Lin Yan was not a significant threat to his championship. Despite Lin Yan's aggressive performance in the last two races, his points deficit was too large. Conversely, Qionghai, who was second, posed the greatest threat.
This was also why Lin Yan had staged the whole thing. Even if Lin Yan won this race, Reisner would not let Qionghai easily secure second place. Lin Yan was merely accelerating this process.
A winner had to be decided sooner or later, and the longer it dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for Reisner. He was still injured, and in the later stages, sweat soaking into his wound would not be as comfortable as it was now.
A mere five-point difference in rankings, which seemed small, could be crucial when competing for the overall championship, let alone five points, even one point mattered.
Honda's factory cars were very balanced in all aspects, and on this track, they were not much inferior to Yamaha.
"Here it comes, the inside line. Reisner brakes late and squeezes into the inside of the corner. The two cars are squeezed together."
Reisner was already within overtaking range, and when he made his move, he was not hesitant at all.
With Qionghai caught off guard, he directly overtook him on the inside and prepared to accelerate away.
Catching a glimpse of someone making a move, Lin Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although the two were fighting with restraint, it was still better than one chasing the other. He could also take a breather.
Lin Yan's deliberate slowing down also reassured Qionghai. As long as the opponent wasn't invincible, it would be manageable. However, just as he was observing, a figure flashed past him like lightning and then blocked his line.
Qionghai was not foolish and already knew Reisner had made his move.
However, Yamaha's cornering speed was not to be trifled with. The "cornering surgeon" was on time, and in the next corner, he directly cut off Reisner and reclaimed his position.
Seeing the battle unfold ahead, Hao Dong's focus shifted back to the leading group. Spectators, after all, preferred these close battles; normal racing was simply not as interesting.
"Here we go again, the inside line again. Qionghai locks up, let's see if he can make it through this corner."
Reisner employed his usual tactic, a forceful inside move. However, this time Qionghai directly blocked the apex of the corner, leaving Reisner with no room and forcing him to the outside.
"No, he's still a bit short. Yamaha's cornering speed is truly amazing. Reisner gained no advantage on the outside."
As the overtaking began, the suppressed audience on the track once again became excited.
"I didn't expect that after so many years, the competition is still so thrilling."
Her gaze overlapped with the greenery at the edge of the track. Lina said softly. Ever since she became enemies with Kailin, she hadn't watched this competition. Now, seeing it again, it was as if she had returned to that past era, her passion reignited.
At this poignant moment, Peter reached out as if to embrace Lina. He extended his hand, hesitated for a few moments, and finally made up his mind. He slowly moved closer to Lina's shoulder from behind.
"Miss, the information you requested is ready."
Just as Peter was about to touch her, the female bodyguard beside him handed over a tablet.