I run a tofu shop, and you want me to go to Akina Mountain?

Chapter 286: Wen Tai's pride is full

When watching the game, it is rare to see Tachibana Yuichi holding a cigarette, but when he arrives at the gas station in Akina Mountain, he becomes a different person, never leaving his cigarette. It seems that both Tachibana Yuichi and Fujiwara Bunta have a special habit - they love to find a specific corner and secretly enjoy the time of smoking. Perhaps they just want to experience that feeling quietly by themselves.

Pure self-enjoyment and self-indulgence are beautiful.

After hanging up the phone with Tachibana Yuichi, Fujiwara Bunta immediately reached back and dialed Kobashi Ken's number.

"Du-du-du-"

The phone rang several times.

"Hey?"

Xiao Baijian's voice came quickly.

As soon as you hear that steady and heavy voice, you know that Xiao Baijian is also an old smoker. No need to guess, he smokes a lot, which has created such a voice. Fujiwara Bunta was in a good mood when he heard it.

"Xiao Baijian, I called you this time because I wanted to share with you the situation of the Hakone race.

Second, take the attitude of a winner. "

Fujiwara Bunta said to Xiaobai Jian with a bit of pride.

In the early years, Fujiwara Bunta always felt that Fujiwara Takumi brought shame to him.

But now?

That was a feeling of great pride.

Fujiwara Takumi was able to gain a foothold in Hakone.

At such a young age, he can demonstrate the strength to crush everyone else.

If I join a professional team in the future,

It is easy to imagine how powerful Fujiwara Takumi is.

Now, Fujiwara Takumi has become Fujiwara Bunta's greatest pride. Although he has tried many hobbies after retiring, racing is still his favorite. His era has passed, and the future belongs to Fujiwara Takumi.

This is enough.

"Bunta, what do you mean?"

"Takumi won in Hakone?"

Xiao Baijian was still confused.

After a moment's pause, he asked again.

"Correct."

Takumi defeated Kobashi.

Fujiwara Bunta gave an affirmative answer.

"What!?"

"How can this be!"

Xiao Baijian was shocked.

"It's true."

“Hiss—Hoo…”

Fujiwara Fumita crossed his legs and adjusted the frame of his glasses, as if trying to hide his inner turmoil.

"Xiao Baihai actually lost!"

"How abominable!"

Xiao Baijian was furious.

"Xiao Baijian, this is just a fun race on the mountain road, don't take winning or losing too seriously."

Fujiwara Bunta advised.

"Don't comfort me, you won't understand my regret." Xiao Baijian responded.

“Xiao Baijian, to be honest, your son Xiao Baihai has some talent in racing, but it is unrealistic to turn this talent into a grand ambition because it cannot be achieved.

His ability is still limited, just like yours. As an old friend, I can tell you straight out, how long do you plan to let your son do these meaningless things?

On the other end of the phone, Fujiwara Bunta, with a cigarette in his mouth and one leg leisurely crossed over the other, slowly said to Xiao Baijian:

"Hey, isn't it just that your son beat my son twice? Is there any need to be so arrogant? There is still a long way to go."

"My son is about to enter the professional arena, and this is a recognition of his ability."

"If you don't understand, don't give me any advice."

After hearing this, Xiao Baijian shook his head and didn't take Fujiwara Bunta's words to heart at all. In his eyes, those were just clouds, and no one could compare to his beloved son Xiao Baihai.

After all, every parent loves their own child, and every parent thinks their child is invincible.

It seems that he is the best one in the world.

"When you were young, didn't you also fool around on the streets, challenge others at will, and think you were quite capable?"

"It all ended up in my hands."

"I'm not the only one who has been taught a lesson by many people."

"Especially me, I completely overwhelmed you."

Fujiwara Bunta smoked very quickly, lighting one cigarette after another and enjoying the pleasure of puffing out smoke.

It looked as if he was the only one in the world who enjoyed happiness.

Perhaps no one can smoke while talking on the phone more comfortably than he does.

Xiao Baijian continued, "Yes, you beat me on the road, and Fujiwara Takumi did beat my son in seconds today. But there is a huge difference between professional racers and amateurs. No one knows how deep the potential is unless you race on a professional track. No matter how well you run in an amateur race, you may be exposed in a professional race. This possibility is not impossible."

"Ah."

"Your son is indeed talented, there is no doubt about that, but talent is limited. I am worried that he will spend too much time on racing like you. That's why I reminded you."

"If you have made up your mind, then do as you wish."

Fujiwara Bunta's cigarette was almost burned out, and after a few puffs there was not much left.

This smoking power...

It's like I can inhale the whole piece of tobacco.

Fujiwara Bunta can't do without cigarettes when he's on the phone.

"Ah."

Xiao Baijian nodded.

Anyway, he had made up his mind to let Xiao Baihai continue on the racing road.

Having talent is one thing, the key is that Xiao Baihai likes it.

Xiao Baijian doesn't want his son to regret not trying certain things when he grows up.

Youth is the most beautiful time.

Some things, you have to try when you have the chance.

"This time Kashiwa was really pushed into a corner and couldn't be surpassed. Fujiwara Takumi won the game, which was completely beyond my expectations. It's amazing."

In the car, Takahashi Ryosuke said to Shi Hao beside him.

"Yes."

Shi Hao agreed.

"Fujiwara Takumi's growth rate is faster than expected. It simply cannot be faster."

Shi Hao exclaimed.

"Indeed."

"Takumi, no matter how strong your opponent is, you always become stronger. I am ashamed of myself for that."

Takahashi Ryosuke admired it sincerely.

"squeak--"

"squeak--"

Brake sounds were heard one after another as the competitors gathered and prepared to race uphill. At this time, Fujiwara Takumi leaned against the 86, squinting his eyes and looking calm.

Many people gathered around to congratulate Fujiwara Takumi.

Winning has almost become a normal thing for him.

Soon, the uphill race will begin...

The racers from the Hakone team and Keisuke Takahashi from Plan D came out one after another. Ryosuke Takahashi had been whispering in Keisuke Takahashi's ear, apparently imparting some tactical tips. This time, Fujiwara Takumi left before the race was over. He chose to stay and see how good these people were at street racing.

It's up to you. If Fujiwara Takumi wants to stay, he can stay without any restrictions.

“My name is Minakawa.”

"Hero Minagawa."

At this time, a racing driver from the Hakone team walked up to Keisuke Takahashi and introduced himself.

"Keisuke Takahashi."

Takahashi Keisuke responded.

Although everyone has heard of each other's name, it is a good habit to greet each other formally when meeting for the first time. This represents friendship. Street racing does not necessarily have to be full of violence and arrogance. Such an understanding is wrong. Today's street racing culture is positive and there are few conflicts between players.

Everyone gets along very politely, and this seems to be a trend.