Traveling Around the World: from Repairing Cars to World Motorcycle Champion

When I was fourteen years old, I knelt down in front of my grandma and said: I don't want to study anymore, I want to repair my car. The whole village laughed at me - a poor boy who has never graduated from junior high school, what future can he have in this life? But they didn't know that when I was blindfolded, I could find out every hidden problem in the engine with just one hand; when I was riding the Yamaha made of scrap metal, speeding down Chang'an Street at minus ten degrees, I had only one thought in my mind— If I can't ride to the front, then I will build a car that allows the Chinese to rush to the front. From being an apprentice in a car repair shop to being an assembly line assembler, to choosing to leave home due to disagreements with his partners; from being ridiculed as "what do junior high school students know about engines" to breaking the 37-year technology monopoly in Europe and the United States and standing on the championship podium of the world's top events. Some people say that I am a lunatic for selling my house and mortgaging everything in order to build an engine. Some people say that I am a fool. I would rather make 500 million less than stop novices from buying my car. But only I know - how much motor oil these hands have been stained with, how close I am to my dream. When the five-star red flag was raised for the first time in the WSBK arena, the boy who once knelt in front of his grandma and said "I want to pursue my dream" could finally say to the world - "I am still the same motorcycle repairman. But now, I am repairing the future of Chinese motorcycles."