The first friendly match champion, how could he not be excited!
The race quickly entered the final lap. Lin Yan took the lead, riding steadily, with Balu still half a second behind him.
At turn twelve, the Ducati V4 zipped past the edge of the track, Lin Yan's elbows and knees kicking up a shower of sparks.
"We haven't had an international friendly match champion yet, but it seems Lin Shen is about to make history today!"
"Here, the last sector, get ready to welcome the first victory in a friendly match!"
Hao Dong in the stands had already stood up in excitement.
"Entering turn fifteen! Balu still can't get close! Next is turn sixteen!"
"The final straight, get ready to cross the finish line. Let's congratulate Lin Shen, oh!"
A streak of red quickly crossed the finish line, followed by a streak of yellow and a streak of green.
Three bikes sped across the finish line.
The champion was undoubtedly Lin Yan.
The inner lining of his helmet was soaked with sweat. As his speed decreased, Lin Yan unbuckled his helmet and stood up from the bike, waving to the Chinese spectators in the stands.
"Wahoo!"
Lin Yan's victory was met with a cheer from the Chinese pit room. Several coaches and trainees hugged each other excitedly.
A champion, something they had never dared to imagine before.
"Kid! Congratulations!"
The bearded foreigner was the first to congratulate him, followed by Balu and Jamie.
"Thank you, senior. Winning today was purely due to my home advantage."
Lin Yan responded humbly to their praise.
Hearing this, Balu and Jamie exchanged glances. This kid was quite...
In Chinese terms, he was quite humble.
Home advantage was true, but being able to shake them off by so many seconds meant his strength was extraordinary.
Afterwards, Lin Yan chatted with Balu and Jamie for a while. These two seniors were very friendly in their conversation, showing no signs of resentment. In fact, they even admired Lin Yan.
Admiration was certain. In the eyes of Balu and Jamie, this kid would likely achieve great things in the future!
Back in the pit room, before Lin Yan could react, he was lifted up and thrown into the air by several trainees, leaving Lin Yan a bit bewildered.
As they threw Lin Yan into the air, they cheered happily, startling Jia Jin, who had just entered. These brats were so disrespectful.
Lin Yan hadn't been this happy before, but being tossed around by these kids made him recall his scene from his previous life, when he was eighteen or nineteen and just entering the top-tier racing circuit.
Back then, winning a championship would keep him excited for days.
"Here, Coach Lin, this is your identification."
Back on the ground, Su Mojin came over to help Lin Yan take off his racing suit and used a towel to wipe him down.
Taking the items handed over by Jia Jin, Lin Yan glanced at them briefly.
A coach's certificate, a bank card, and a license plate?
"What is this?"
Looking at a silver-white license plate in his hand, Lin Yan asked Jia Jin. As for the bank card, Lin Yan knew it was the prize money.
The award ceremony was too tedious, so Lin Yan didn't attend and had Jia Jin bring the rewards over directly.
"This is a universal license plate, and it's also the reward for this championship! It's for some vehicles that can't be registered."
Seeing Lin Yan's question, Jia Jin said as he took off his racing suit.
This... Lin Yan was genuinely surprised that he didn't even know about the rewards.
"Universal license plate?"
Handing the license plate to Li Wei, this universal license plate with five nines was useful to Lin Yan; it was a good thing.
Lin Yan planned to get a license plate for his Kawasaki H2R. As for the factory car? It wasn't impossible, but it was too ostentatious, too easily recognizable. If Lin Yan rode it on the road, he would be easily identified.
"Little girl, are you hungry?"
After changing his clothes, Lin Yan patted Su Mojin on the head.
Su Mojin was still helping Lin Yan pack his discarded racing suit. When she heard Lin Yan's words, she subconsciously looked around.
The people in the pit room were all confused. What was this nickname? It turned out that Lin Shen called his sister-in-law like this. They learned something new.
Lin Yan noticed that there were quite a few people around and didn't say anything more. He was a bit hungry, as he hadn't eaten anything before the race.
As they left the racetrack, Lin Yan and Su Mojin saw the bearded foreigner waiting at the entrance. Besides him, there was also a man about 1.8 meters tall, dressed casually, wearing a mask and a hat. Lin Yan knew who it was without guessing.
Luo Xi also saw Lin Yan. He didn't expect this kid to be competing with these old guys. No wonder he couldn't find him at Lin's Group.
Lin Yan walked closer and shook hands with Luo Xi. To be honest, meeting his master in person for the first time in this world, Lin Yan was quite excited.
"Won?"
After releasing his hand, Luo Xi asked Lin Yan. Lin Yan nodded.
"Hey, Luo, isn't that obvious? He can even take you down, let alone those old guys. By the way, kid, we're unfamiliar with this place, so it's all up to you to arrange things." The bearded foreigner interjected.
Luo Xi's face darkened, and he glared at the bearded foreigner.
Did he understand what polite conversation was?
After a brief conversation, Lin Yan also learned the bearded foreigner's name: Alvin, a scholarly name that didn't quite match his personality.
But he was no ordinary person; his family was in vehicle parts processing, acting as a contract manufacturer for several major brands.
"Let's go, Senior Luo and Senior Wen."
Luo Xi's trip to Lin's Group was not without results. Although he didn't meet Lin Yan, he at least finalized the cooperation.
Top floor of Jialin Hotel.
"Good heavens, you're quite extravagant, kid! You're making me feel a bit embarrassed!"
Upon arriving at the top-floor private room, the bearded foreigner looked around in awe at the decorations. He had seen a lot in his life, but the decorations on this floor still shocked him.
He had heard long ago that this kid's family was rich, but he never expected them to be this rich.
Lin Yan naturally wouldn't take his master to a bad place for dinner, so he chose Jialin.
Luo Xi, on the other hand, was more polite and said he would treat them to this meal.
Lin Yan decisively refused. How could he earn money from his master for a meal?
"Is this your sister-in-law? Let me toast you. I'll drink alcohol, and you can have juice."
There were only four people at the dinner table. The bearded foreigner was quite gregarious. After having a drink with Lin Yan, he instinctively greeted Su Mojin when he saw her.
"Hello, senior."
Su Mojin raised her juice and clinked glasses with the bearded foreigner.
"You're too kind. Don't call me senior. Lin Yan's strength is already enough to be my senior."
The bearded foreigner chuckled.