"Actually, my ancestors were from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, so I learned a little from them back then. I recognized the condition of your leg at a glance."
Wang Shu said mysteriously.
"A family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners? Brother Wang Shu, why didn't you say so earlier? If my leg can be cured, you'll be my benefactor!"
When the big man heard Wang Shu say he was from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, he instantly believed Wang Shu.
This was because he had read many Chinese martial arts novels, and the esteemed families in them were all very powerful.
He never expected that this young Chinese man named Wang Shu would come from such a family, and a traditional Chinese medicine one at that.
Could it be that Wang Shu also possessed the miraculous and profound medical skills from martial arts novels?
"I'll treat you after my race tomorrow," Wang Shu said, patting his chest.
Upon hearing this, the big man was overjoyed.
He would soon have a normal leg again. Although he wasn't sure if Wang Shu was telling the truth, he felt that this young man, who seemed to be only in his twenties, had the capability to cure his leg.
Afterward, he specially prepared a lavish meal for Wang Shu and invited him to dine together.
Since Wang Shu was participating in a rally race the next day, and the race track was the same one he had driven on before, he also specifically reminded Wang Shu about the precautions needed for that particular track.
That day, two men, far from their homeland, of different races, countries, and ethnicities, talked late into the night.
The next day, Wang Shu woke up early and drove directly to the World Championship organizing committee.
Today was the first day of the current month's World Championship race, so many racers had arrived at the venue early.
Numerous media outlets had already set up their cameras around the track, ready for the race to officially begin.
At the starting line, many drivers had already positioned their cars, ready to face the attention of the media and spectators.
Wang Shu, driving his Wuling Hongguang, also entered the track, drawing everyone's gaze.
"What kind of car is that? I don't think I've ever seen it before!"
"Yeah, me neither. Is this also a race car?"
"No way, a car like that can even compete in a rally race?"
When many people saw Wang Shu's Wuling Hongguang enter the track, they expressed surprise and confusion.
They had never seen such a car on this track before.
"Seriously? Is this guy joking by bringing this car to the race?"
"Oh my God, this is too much."
"Don't get me wrong, if this car races against mine, I don't think it'll even see my taillights."
At this moment, many participants already on the track saw the slowly approaching minivan and discussed it with smiles.
In their eyes, such a junky car was beneath their notice; they simply thought the person driving it was there to join the fun.
Compared to their high-performance modified race cars, they could easily leave that minivan hundreds of meters behind just from the start.
Therefore, they treated Wang Shu as a mere amusement.
"Hey! Wang Shu, have you reached the track? The race is about to start!"
Chen He, standing in the stands, called Wang Shu to ask.
He had arrived at the stands very early that day, intending to cheer for Wang Shu and gauge his strength.
However, after looking around, he couldn't find Wang Shu or his race car, so he had to call him.
"I'm here! I've been here for a while!" Wang Shu replied.
"You're here? Where are you?"
Hearing Wang Shu say he had arrived, Chen He asked in confusion.
"See that Wuling Hongguang?" Wang Shu said directly.
"I see it. How could I not? I wonder who would bring that thing to the race. Can that car even compete? Are you in that direction?" Chen He exclaimed. As a Chinese person, he naturally recognized this legendary car.
But he never imagined that someone would actually bring this car to race.
"I'm in that Wuling. I believe it can definitely compete, and I don't think it'll be worse than those foreign cars!" Wang Shu stated.
"What? That Wuling is yours? You're going to compete in that Wuling?"
When Chen He learned that the Wuling was Wang Shu's car, his eyes widened, and he asked in disbelief.
He could not have imagined that the Wuling Hongguang, which was attracting so much attention, was Wang Shu's race car.
What was this guy thinking? He dared to be a team coach without a license before, and now he's bringing a Wuling to a world competition.
"That's right. I want to show the whole world that Chinese cars can win world championships! Watch my performance!" Wang Shu said with a smile into the phone.
"Then take care!" Chen He said and hung up.
At this point, even if he gave his own race car to Wang Shu, there wouldn't be enough time.
Besides, judging by Wang Shu's tone, he seemed quite confident.
However, in Chen He's opinion, Wang Shu was simply being overly ambitious.
Car racing is about the car and the driver's skill. While this wasn't the highest level of competition, the participants, not to mention their exceptional skills, all had good cars.
Not only were there various luxury cars, but millions were also spent on modifications, making the modification costs astronomical.
This was why car racing was not a sport for the poor; many people with some money couldn't even enter this circle.
Car racing depends on both skill and financial strength; one cannot be lacking.
For someone like Wang Shu, who might be very skilled, driving a Wuling Hongguang, even with his strength, would be significantly disadvantaged.
Furthermore, to achieve a ranking in such a race would be an even wilder fantasy.
"Too young, too impetuous. He'll understand after facing some hardships!" Chen He muttered to himself. Young people like Wang Shu, full of youthful energy, would eventually grow after experiencing more difficulties.
As the start of the race drew closer, more and more spectators arrived.
An increasing number of people became curious about the Wuling Hongguang on the track.
Some even took photos of the Wuling Hongguang and posted them on their social media.
"Isn't that a minivan? Why is it on the track?"
"Yeah, have our country's minivans become this popular here?"
"Is he also participating in the race?"
"A minivan in the race, is he crazy?"
Many Chinese spectators, upon seeing Wang Shu's Wuling Hongguang, expressed astonishment.
They hadn't expected to see a minivan so far away from home, let alone one on the track of a World Championship race.
Such a sight was utterly magical and shocking to them.
...
As the race countdown began, all participating vehicles started their engines.
The thunderous roar of the engines filled the sky, and the exhaust notes sounded like ferocious beasts roaring.
Wang Shu also started his Wuling Hongguang at this moment. Although it lacked the roaring exhaust note of the other vehicles, Wang Shu was still full of fighting spirit.
As the countdown ended, the race officially began, and countless vehicles sped off from the starting line.
Wang Shu, without hesitation, floored the accelerator and, after the countdown, launched forward with a powerful start, clearing the starting line.
However, even so, there was still a gap compared to the luxury cars.
But Wang Shu was not discouraged and drove the car steadily.
On a flat road like this, his car had no advantage.
To win this race, he needed to utilize his cornering skills in the mountainous sections to conserve the car's distance and reduce deceleration.
"A Wuling like yours can't possibly beat those luxury cars!"
Chen He, watching from the stands, sighed as he saw Wang Shu at the back of the pack from the start.
Winning a world race in a Wuling was something only a brash young man like Wang Shu, in his twenties, would say.
"Go Wuling! Go Wuling brother, show them our great China's divine car!"
"While I do hope the Wuling wins, it's impossible. One wheel of those luxury cars probably costs ten of these Wulings."
"Yeah, the data is all there. The Wuling doesn't stand a chance."
The same Chinese spectators from before were discussing amongst themselves.
While they were pleasantly surprised to see a Wuling Hongguang in this race, they held no hope for the Wuling to win.
This was a World Championship, and there would be no room for a car like the Wuling.
Five minutes later, Wang Shu finally approached the first corner.
This was the first corner for all the cars after the start.
Wang Shu, seeing his opportunity, slammed on the accelerator, shifted into fifth gear, and accelerated towards the corner.
At this moment, many cars were already slowing down due to the corner.
But when they saw a minivan accelerating towards them in their rearview mirrors, they were startled and quickly made way.
"Is this guy crazy?"
"Accelerating into a corner, and so fast, he's risking his life!"
"Even though this is a World Championship, you don't have to be this reckless!"
Many drivers exclaimed in surprise as they saw the minivan speeding recklessly forward.
"What is this kid thinking?"
Chen He also saw the situation on the large tracking screen.
Accelerating so rashly without knowing the road conditions was very dangerous for Wang Shu.