The glory of the past is fleeting.

It was his destiny to save the ancient club.

To the media, he just wanted to say one thing: "Fuck the top four contenders, we are the champions!"

The life of a legendary coach,

This is the beginning.

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At the final F1 race in Abu Dhabi, amidst a sea of ​​red flags surging in the audience stands, Wu Shi was involved in a car crash, flew off the track and died.

When he woke up again, he was back in 2007.

This year, the ambitious Touge officially joined McLaren, aiming for the annual championship.

This year, the old man was still the young Hamilton, who had just stepped onto the F1 stage and had not yet gone to Mercedes to start a seven-crown dynasty.

This year, Verstappen has just moved into the karting mini-max category and is about to sweep the calendar and make his mark.

This year, Zhou Guanyu, China's future number one F1 driver, started to get involved in karting under the guidance of Ma Qinghua.

This year, it seems as if nothing has started, yet it seems as if everything has already happened.

When Wu Shi stood by the track again, he recalled the 80G collision during the championship year and his extreme fear of the speed of the car.

He thought he would never have the courage to sit in a monocoque again.

Until a voice came from behind.

"Hi! Are you Wu Shi? How about we run a race?"

"What? Are you afraid? Are all Chinese people so lacking in confidence?

Just after witnessing NIKO win the major championship, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck Zhang Yu, a 31-year-old middle-aged man, back ten years ago, and also gave him a top-level cheat - the Eye of Death.

He loves CS and immediately decides to join the more authoritative professional circle. The world line changes quietly, and a bloody storm is about to break out on the stage of the professional league.

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Years later, when people mentioned him, they would always describe him as one of the top players of all time.

Rifle-type s1mple, desire-type ZywOo, not-a-shrimp-type Niko, champion-type donk...

Of course, the best-known one is CN's ultimate war behemoth, the undisputed GOAT of CS, the unique born saint in the world - Sage!

Many people believe that F1 is a motorsport for white Europeans.

[I don't agree with it, but objectively speaking, this statement is correct.]

The warriors who battled death with engines and tires took decades to compose a glorious epic of technology and blood. As newcomers, we seem more like greedy latecomers trying to share their glory and profits.

Arrogance permeates the champagne-scented wind of the racetrack. On this roaring battlefield of asphalt, the breath of 1.4 billion people is as light as a speck of dust.

[But who among those who dare to bet their lives on the racetrack, regardless of their status, does not have the determination to reach the top of the mountain? ]

【As for me?】

Some say I'm an icebreaker, a shining calling card for our nation to the outside world.

But I know I'm just a gambler fueled by adrenaline, using madness as a bet.

Why should the rise of a great power depend on the success or failure of four tires? When fuel seeps into your bones and even your dreams are stained with the scorch marks of burnt rubber, patriotism becomes the most pale excuse.

I simply poured all my passion into this, and at the same time, tried to pave a way out for those who came after me. Perhaps this is just the obligation bestowed upon me by fate when it bestows talent.

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"Say—who wrote this? This is so corny! Even if it's just an inner monologue, it's embarrassing!"

[Look at you, you're still reluctant to turn the page? What serious person would read the introduction...]