After the meeting, Qin Miao sent a WeChat message to Zhou Guanyu.
This is a new WeChat account Qin Miao registered abroad, with only his mom, Qimeng, Zhou Guanyu, and Boss Zhou, his biggest financial supporter, as friends.
The WeChat and QQ he frequently used back home have been handed over to Qimeng to manage.
It’s not that Qin Miao is indifferent to his former classmates and friends; it’s mainly that Qin Miao now spends most of his time training and studying. The little rest time he has is used to play games and relax, leaving almost no time to respond to WeChat and QQ and manage social relationships. However, as China is a society focused on relationships, they cannot be completely ignored.
At this time, Qimeng, Qin Miao’s manager, actually has more free time than Qin Miao and is more mature and experienced in handling social affairs, making her the most suitable person for the task.
After Qin Miao sent the WeChat message to Zhou Guanyu, he quickly responded, sending the address for dinner to Qin Miao.
The three went out to have a buffet meal together. With Lubos absent, Qin Miao gradually forgot his advice. Although he didn’t eat excessively, he basically stopped restricting his diet and tried a bit of everything delicious he came across.
During the meal, Zhou Guanyu watched Qin Miao eat things like steak, which is high in oil and calories, as well as fried chicken, burgers, and cola. Then he topped it off with a large box of ice cream as dessert, and Zhou’s eyes almost popped out of his head.
"Holy crap, Qin Miao, are you serious?" Zhou Guanyu was completely shocked.
He could still understand eating steak, as drivers have a high protein demand, and beef is famously high in protein.
But ice cream, cola, and fried chicken burgers, these fried junk foods, are the enemy for athletes. He would have to repent for half a day just for eating one fried chicken wing, while Qin Miao consumed a year’s worth of junk food for Zhou Guanyu in one meal without batting an eye, which naturally shocked Xiaozhou.
Of course, Qin Miao didn’t offer any explanation, just wiped his greasy mouth and gave Zhou Guanyu a meaningful smile.
Zhou Guanyu didn’t understand it, but he was deeply shaken.
That night, after returning to the hotel, Qin Miao took a shower and went to bed early, knowing he had a race to run tomorrow and didn’t want to stay up too late.
The night passed without incident.
The next day, Qin Miao woke up early, and Qimeng also got up quite early.
They tidied up their room briefly and then set out for the track.
Upon arriving at the track, they began the usual preparations, such as pre-race warm-ups and reaction and concentration training.
Since Lubos wasn’t there, Qin Miao did everything on his own.
Though talented, this was Qin Miao’s first time racing on an FIA-certified track.
Although no audience was allowed to attend on-site due to well-known reasons, Qin Miao knew that many people would be watching him race on TV, causing him to feel a bit nervous.
His heart began to race involuntarily, and sweat inevitably formed on his palms.
Nonetheless, Qin Miao’s nervousness didn’t last long. With Frankie’s signal, Qin Miao knew that the first round of the F3 race had ended, and in ten minutes, they would be moving the cars and equipment to the pit area to prepare for the F2 race.
After signaling that he’d received the message, Qin Miao grabbed the bag containing his race suit and headed to the team’s changing room.
He took off his casual clothes and put on a sweat-wicking close-fitting bodysuit, followed by Prema’s red, white, and green racing suit.
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Therefore, Qin Miao only put on the racing suit pants, and like tying a jacket as kids do, he tied the sleeves around his waist.
Doing so was convenient, unlike Vettel, who left the sleeves hanging by his sides, flapping around while walking.
After getting dressed, Qin Miao headed to the track, where many team staff were pushing cars, tires, tire-changing equipment, and tools toward the pit area and track.
From above, one could see the crowd flowing like a dragon from the temporary F2 paddock to the track.
Upon reaching the pit area, his car had already been pushed onto the track by Sui Wentao and the team.
In the pit area, he found his water bottle, in-ear noise-cancelling earphones, sweat-wicking headgear, helmet, gloves, and steering wheel.
With these items in hand, Qin Miao proceeded to the track.
There is a connecting exit between the track and pit area. However, at the midpoint, Qin Miao had to pass by many cars to reach his own.
With the F2 broadcast being about ten minutes away, there was still enough time, so Qin Miao walked over slowly and steadily.
Upon reaching his car, the familiar face inside Zhou Guanyu’s car on his left front was missing. After confirming Zhou Guanyu wasn’t there, Qin Miao ceased paying attention to that area.
Instead, he asked Sui Wentao, "Is there a chance it might rain for this race?"
Sui Wentao clearly had already checked the weather forecast and answered promptly upon hearing Qin Miao’s question, "The chance of rain is below 15%, so during the race, rain is unlikely."