Far away in Dongya, Reisner watched the live broadcast on his phone. This race in Dongya was too important, so he hadn't come to Country S to watch his brother's competition, and could only catch the live stream when he had time.
His team? Seeing the four letters and numbers Ls27, Reisner was slightly stunned. It seemed this woman was quite capable.
The staff removed the warm-up stand. According to the draw, Jiang Qiyan's qualifying race was to start eighth. As all the staff withdrew, the rider in first place on the track slowly lowered himself, gripping the handlebars.
In the pit box, Viñales, Zhang Mingzhi, and Lin Yan sat together. Behind them, Ren Fei, Lun Si, and Yan Xiaoqiang also stared at the big screen, quietly watching the cars start one by one from the starting position.
"Lin, this girl's heart rate has already jumped to 170."
Viñales said with a smile to Lin Yan. Lin Yan nodded gently, this heart rate was still acceptable for her first time on the track.
"What does a high heart rate mean at this time!"
Su Mojin leaned over and whispered.
"It means she's too nervous."
"Oh, oh!"
Although being nervous before a race was a big taboo, it was impossible to say she wasn't nervous when the moment actually arrived. MotoGP riders also have heart rates of 150 at the start of a race. We can only hope this girl doesn't make any mistakes in qualifying.
Soon, as the referee's flag waved, Jiang Qiyan's Yamaha R3 shot out from the starting position.
Jiang Qiyan had practiced on this track countless times on the simulator. The moment the bike started, Jiang Qiyan was completely in the zone. She crouched low on the racing bike, twisted the throttle, and quickly shifted gears with her feet. The engine roared without any exhaust restrictions, and the screen clearly showed Jiang Qiyan's speed soaring. Her feet rapidly shifted up to fifth gear.
The straight before the start on Country S's track was very long. With a 300cc engine, the bike entered the first corner in third gear. She braked, downshifted, and straightened her body. Jiang Qiyan's movements were fluid and seamless.
The muscle memory she had developed during her days on the simulator kicked in. The rear wheel of the Yamaha R3 beneath her trembled slightly, and then the bike began to lean towards the corner, entering it.
Jiang Qiyan's elbows and knees were close to the ground, and her gaze under the helmet was fixed on the exit of the corner. Her posture was extremely standard.
"Wow, my goddess is so cool!"
"Your goddess? I remember you have quite a few goddesses. Didn't you call the one next door your goddess last time?"
"This is a professional rider, much better than those on short video platforms who only know how to show off their legs."
"......"
After all, Jiang Qiyan was trained by Lin Yan. Her movements and operations were extremely standard. To the naked eye, there was no technical difference between her and the riders in the WSBK 300cc category who had been competing for years. Moreover, Jiang Qiyan's stability in the corners was even better.
This was also due to the rider's own weight. There were weight restrictions, but Jiang Qiyan's weight was light, so the bike's weight would be heavier. A heavier bike wasn't necessarily a bad thing; it was stable at high speeds! But it also made it less maneuverable, with pros and cons.
Of course, it was true that a lighter bike was more maneuverable, but it also placed higher demands on the rider. The lighter the bike, the more difficult it was to control its high-speed stability and power feedback.
She sped through the first corner, shifted up, and accelerated. Jiang Qiyan's body transformed from being upright to being hunched over the fuel tank again.
The scale of this level of competition was not only larger than the junior cup but also the track was considerably bigger. The speed in most corners was around 120 to 150 kilometers per hour. At this speed, Jiang Qiyan's bike was mostly in fourth gear or higher, rarely using third gear.
A GP factory bike's first gear was 180 kilometers per hour, but this wasn't the case for Jiang Qiyan's bike. To break 100 kilometers per hour, she probably needed third gear.
After a short acceleration, Jiang Qiyan reached the second corner. She straightened up abruptly, and a gust of wind blew against her upper body.
In this high-speed corner, Jiang Qiyan directly passed through in fifth gear. It sounded impressive, but the speed in fifth gear was only 180 kilometers per hour.
After watching Jiang Qiyan complete everything, Lin Yan took a rough look. There were no mistakes, and her consecutive cornering was also good. It seemed the girl had practiced well.
However, no mistakes didn't mean Jiang Qiyan's lap times were fast. When the lap time board came out, Jiang Qiyan, as expected, was ranked last to start.
But in Lin Yan's opinion, this result was already very good because Jiang Qiyan was only 0.05 seconds behind the second-to-last rider. Five milliseconds.
After all, Jiang Qiyan was, in essence, a rider pushed by Lin Yan. There was still a considerable gap between her and these professional WSBK riders.
"This girl is amazing! The second-to-last rider's lap time is not slow at all."
Viñales also showed a hint of surprise and a smile. Lin Yan nodded slightly, it seemed Jiang Qiyan was growing well.
Returning to the finish line and seeing her results, Jiang Qiyan showed a hint of disappointment on her face. Still not good enough?
She didn't feel ashamed. Jiang Qiyan pushed her bike back to the pit box. Lin Shen was here, Coach Viñales, Ren Fei, and Lun Si were also here. With these great figures present, they didn't feel ashamed, so what right did she have to feel ashamed of this result?
"Well done."
As soon as she entered the pit box, Lin Yan was the first to praise her. Viñales behind her also agreed. However, Jiang Qiyan, after taking off her helmet, was still a bit dejected.
"I'll go then."
Seeing Jiang Qiyan walk into the lounge looking a bit down, Su Mojin said to Lin Yan and then followed her in.