At the filming site of "Initial D."
Many drivers came to watch.
A significant portion of them were there for Yamamotot Shirokawa.
Although Yamamotot Shirokawa was an amateur driver, he was considerably better than most professional drivers. He was very famous within the racing circle, and after gaining fame, he hadn't raced on Mount Akina for quite some time. This was an opportunity everyone naturally wanted to witness his drifting skills.
Of course, besides watching Yamamotot Shirokawa drift, there would be a race after the filming concluded. Several well-known drivers from the circle were ready to compete on Mount Akina.
Yamamotot Shirokawa kept making mistakes, preventing the filming from being completed, which started to make the onlookers impatient.
"Has Yamamoto's skill declined so much? Although the gutter-to-gutter turn is a difficult maneuver, he should be able to do it at his level!"
"What is he doing, wasting everyone's time? Let's finish filming quickly and start the race!"
"Inside information says the director of this movie is a great beauty, and Yamamoto is deliberately making mistakes to negotiate with her."
"Hahaha, that's exactly something Yamamoto would do. He's been ruined by women his entire life. If it weren't for women, how could he have been disqualified from professional racing?"
"It's pretty good now, too. Aside from an irregular status, he's freer than a professional driver, and he makes more money and gets more women in amateur races."
"Indeed, professional racing has too many restrictions, which doesn't suit Yamamoto's personality."
"I envy Yamamoto. It seems like another Chinese woman will be in his bed tonight."
They were all discussing.
Seeing Yamamotot Shirokawa walk over from a distance with a grim expression.
They all greeted him.
Yamamotot Shirokawa tidied up a few strands of hair on his head, and his expression gradually returned to normal.
"Brothers, let's get this race started!" he called out to the crowd.
"Yamamoto, aren't you filming anymore?" everyone asked him, confused.
"Filming my ass. It's not much money, and they have high demands. Whoever wants to film can film," Yamamotot Shirokawa put on his helmet and walked towards his car.
The crowd's expressions became interesting at this sight.
Some who knew the inside story also inferred something from his actions.
Did the terms not get agreed upon?
However, they didn't care about that. In the area of Mount Akina, Yamamotot Shirokawa still had considerable influence. After all, the driver circle was small, and drivers in the circle greatly admired strength. He was the strongest in terms of skill.
"Come, come, let's get the race going!"
"It's our honor to see Yamamoto-kun's race today!"
"Yamamoto-kun's team's races are always exciting!"
"Trash crew, this road is ours now. Let's start the race."
Hearing the words of his driver friends, Yamamotot Shirokawa's smile grew brighter.
This was the effect he wanted. Once they started racing, even if the film crew found another driver capable of the gutter-to-gutter turn, they wouldn't be able to film it. Moreover, their race wasn't just this one. Yamamotot Shirokawa would lead the charge, followed by many other amateur drivers who would continue to race. The entire process would last at least until the middle of the night. He wasn't afraid of the film crew resorting to force because they were on their own turf. The drivers and onlookers present numbered in the hundreds, even thousands, and these people were not to be trifled with. Therefore, he hoped they would resort to force, as it would be interesting if they angered these people.
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Gu Qianqian and her group arrived at the filming site, led by Su Yu.
However, the filming location had already been blocked off by onlookers.
"Su Yu, how about we forget it? We can use special effects. If we invest more budget, it won't be noticeable. It's just that one short scene in the entire movie," Gu Qianqian tugged at Su Yu's sleeve.
Zhang Yang also chimed in, "It's not that I don't believe you, but you even failed your Subject Two driving test…"
That's right, Gu Qianqian had been mentioning it earlier, so Zhang Yang also found out about Su Yu failing Subject Two.
Then, Su Yu's forehead was filled with black lines. "Who said failing Subject Two means you can't be a race car driver? Besides Subject Two, I passed Subject Three in one go!"
He then glanced at Zhang Qingyun, who was burying his head next to Zhang Yang. Feeling Su Yu's gaze, Zhang Qingyun rubbed his nose in confusion. He still didn't know Su Yu was Jiang Nan, thinking Su Yu was just visiting the set. However, he seemed to have overheard something he shouldn't have. The god of the Chinese music scene actually failed Subject Two!
"Today, I'll show you how good someone who failed Subject Two can be!" Su Yu's competitive spirit was ignited. He didn't want to fail either, but Subject Two was really too difficult.
"What, Director Gu has thought it through? I told you long ago that only I, Yamamoto, have that ability in the entire Gunma Prefecture. But now I'm raising the price. Just having a meal isn't enough anymore." Just then, Yamamotot Shirokawa, seeing Gu Qianqian suddenly come to him, couldn't help but walk to the front of the crowd with a smile, his eyes scanning her mockingly.
Su Yu's lips curled as he stepped in front of Gu Qianqian. "Are you done talking? If you are, get lost. Also, move your cars out of the way, don't block my drifting."
Hearing the translation, Yamamotot Shirokawa couldn't believe it and fiddled with his ear. "Did I hear that right? You want to drift?" After he finished speaking, he burst into laughter. "Did you hear that? This kid who hasn't even grown all his hair says he wants to drift!"
The others also joined in with hearty laughter.
"Hahaha, young man, have you even gotten your driver's license? You want to drift?"
"This is hilarious. I bet he has trouble with throttle and clutch coordination."
"Don't delay our race. If you can drift, I'll eat ten tons of shit!"
Laughter and mockery rose from all sides. In their eyes, this young man, Su Yu, being Chinese and able to drive was already quite something. Drifting was just too absurd. However, Su Yu maintained a faint smile in the face of their mockery.
At this moment, seeing Su Yu so calm, Yamamotot Shirokawa fell into thought, and then his eyes suddenly lit up. "It's not that we locals don't give your film crew a chance. How about this? Drivers always let skill speak for itself. Our race is about to start. As long as you can keep up and see our taillights, you win. If you win, this venue will be yours. How about it?" He then added, "If you refuse, then leave here, because we're about to start the race."
"This is a fun proposition."
"I agree. As long as you can see our taillights, it counts as you winning."
The members of his team also became interested. Yamamotot Shirokawa seemed afraid that Su Yu would be intimidated by the pressure and refuse to agree, so he crossed his arms and provocatively looked at him. Young people all have tempers. He wanted to ignite the fire in Su Yu's heart.
As expected. Under their disdain, Su Yu's expression turned serious. "Hmph, bring it on. Am I afraid of you!" He took the bait.