Chapter 98 - 82: Friends_2

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Chapter 98: Chapter 82: Friends_2Do you think he really has the ability? With the reserved and introverted nature of most Chinese people, who would say in front of others that they are still quite capable? Moreover, Zhou Guanyu hasn’t seen Qin Miao drive, so he doesn’t know if Qin Miao truly has the skills. For a moment, Zhou Guanyu was at a loss for what to say, and not saying anything seemed awkward too. Seeing Zhou Guanyu looking as if his CPU got fried by his questions, Qin Miao realized that the questions he asked might have been a bit tricky. So he waved his hand and said, "But it doesn’t matter. Once I gain some fame in GT3, I might get contacted by an F2 team." Seeing Qin Miao finally change the topic, Zhou Guanyu discreetly let out a sigh of relief and then asked somewhat curiously, "Are you a GT3 driver now?" "Not yet. For now, I’ve just joined a domestic GT3 team. I plan to buy a GT3 car and practice for a while after the British Grand Prix is over, and then officially start racing next season," "If everything goes smoothly, in two years, we might face each other on the F2 circuit, possibly even become teammates." Qin Miao joked. Hearing this, Zhou Guanyu couldn’t help but speculate. If Qin Miao is as capable as he claims, plus he appears quite youthful, they might actually compete together one day, but maybe in two years. "Then I’ll be waiting for that day to come. Just go easy on me then, don’t be too harsh." Qin Miao smiled slightly, didn’t respond to it, instead said, "Good luck with the race, I’ll be supporting you from the stands." After saying that, Qin Miao patted Zhou Guanyu’s shoulder, "I’m off." Zhou Guanyu nodded as he watched Qin Miao leave. Watching Qin Miao’s departing back, Zhou Guanyu clicked his tongue. Honestly, Zhou Guanyu felt he couldn’t quite see through Qin Miao. It wasn’t that Qin Miao was complex or deeply concealing something; on the contrary, Qin Miao was an open book, like a kid with no hidden motives. But that kid had a carefree attitude that no peer could possibly have, making Zhou Guanyu unable to figure out Qin Miao’s path. When hanging out and chatting with him, Zhou Guanyu inexplicably felt he was influenced by Qin Miao’s carefree demeanor, significantly easing the pressure in his heart. When Qin Miao returned to the hotel room, Qimeng was already awake but still a bit groggy, sitting on the bed in a daze. After a quick rinse in the bathroom to wash off the sweat, Qin Miao returned to the room and recounted his morning encounter. "How do you feel about interacting with Zhou Guanyu?" After saying that, Qimeng worried her words might be complicated for Qin Miao to understand, so she added, "I mean, what kind of person do you think he is?" Qin Miao thought for a moment, "Speaking of pretending, he particularly enjoys it." Qimeng: ... "Haha, just kidding. But since I haven’t spent much time with him, I didn’t really gather much." Qimeng shook her head and held her forehead, "My bad, I shouldn’t expect you to observe anything." Qin Miao grumbled, "If we’re chatting, let’s just chat. No need to criticize." With a smiling eye roll, Qimeng got up from the bed and said disdainfully, "Alright, stop babbling and change your clothes. We still have a race to watch today." "Okay." ... More than an hour later, the two found themselves again in the VIP area of the paddock. Today, Qin Miao was the first to obtain the schedule for the British Grand Prix. After carefully reading it, he knew that today would begin with the F2’s feature race and sprint race, followed by the F1’s feature race. However, the two arrived a bit early today, and there was still quite some time before the F2 race would start, so Qin Miao headed to the simulator experience area he found yesterday, where the competitions took place. But the two came too early, and since the simulator experience area had just opened, aside from a few staff maintaining order and equipment, there was no other visitor. Naturally, no competitions could be held. Physical training requires continuous effort, so Qin Miao had to keep exercising. But driving is different; once you develop a feel for the car and learn the tracks, setting it aside for a short time won’t significantly affect a driver’s touch. Having already practiced the tracks in a high-intensity mode for half a month, Qin Miao truly didn’t want to go through the monotonous endless practice again. Seeing no competition, Qin Miao simply let Qimeng find a simulator to sit in, and Qin Miao sat beside her to guide her in racing. Qimeng’s talent in racing could be described as average, just at a normal person’s level. She would step on the gas on the straights, and when Qin Miao showed her the braking points, she would brake, albeit with some timing discrepancies. However, she was not as keen on handling the limits of the tires and throttle timing during cornering. But that is normal since that’s how ordinary people without professional training react. Not to mention Qimeng, even Qin Miao himself only had a half-baked understanding of it, relying on his gut feeling for coordinating throttle and brake when cornering. Yet, relying solely on his instincts, Qin Miao could perform well in esports races, prompting amazement at his uncanny talent. So even though Qimeng soon memorized all the braking points on the Silverstone track and learned some cornering techniques, her lap times still weren’t improving. Racing is addictive; even if you’re not good, it’s still addictive. After twice going purple, Qimeng began to fall into the desire to constantly break her own record. Qimeng played for two hours straight before stopping. Not because she didn’t want to continue, but the F2 race would start in half an hour. After all, it was Zhou Guanyu’s debut in pole position. Qin Miao and Zhou Guanyu could now be considered friends. Naturally, Qin Miao had to support his friend’s race, more so given their shared nationality. "Let’s go." Slightly unsatisfied, Qimeng got off the simulator and took Qin Miao’s hand. They thus went to the grandstand above the paddock, waiting for the F2 race to start. Actually, the rules for F2 races are quite different from those of F1. In F2, a race comprises a 45-minute practice session, a 30-minute qualifying session, followed by a feature race and a reverse-grid sprint race for the top eight. After all, it’s a place for teams to select backup drivers. With many feature and sprint races and reverse-grid rules, all these facilitate the F1 teams’ driver directors in observing F2 drivers’ on-track performances, determining whether to recruit them. As time passed, the F2 cars were pushed out of the pits by the engineers. Soon, the many drivers were lined up in their grid spots, with engineers conducting final checks on the cars. Five minutes later, upon a signal from the control room, the team staff withdrew with their equipment. The drivers started their F2 car engines. After all, they are racing engines. When idling, the sound of a F2 engine is not much different from F1, especially when there are twenty cars on the track making loud noises; the sound gets even louder. Handing over a prepared cotton earplug to Qimeng, who was slightly frowning due to the loud noise, Qin Miao couldn’t help but reveal a satisfied smile that his little intent was finally realized. After taking the earplugs from Qin Miao, Qimeng looked at him with amazement. Qimeng truly didn’t expect that Qin Miao, usually indifferent to details, would show a thoughtful side. She also felt a warm current flowing through her heart, with its tip feeling sweet. During this time, the F2 cars on the track started, led by pole position driver Zhou Guanyu, beginning their warm-up lap. After returning from the warm-up lap, all the cars lined up one by one, and the race was about to begin.

Chapter 98 - 82: Friends_2

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