How did I become an F1 driver?

In fact, Qin Miao didn't want to trouble his fans. He really didn't need that little bit of money, so he could just find another gym for himself.

But you can't help but think that this gym is 50 meters away from Qin Miao's house in Maranello.

After going downstairs from home, walk to the end of the street, turn left and walk 10 meters to the gym. With such excellent geographical conditions, Qin Miao really couldn't think of any reason to refuse.

After doing two sets of basic physical training in his own gym, Qin Miao wanted to do two more sets when the gym door was pushed open.

When Qin Miao frowned and looked towards the door, he saw Leclerc walking in, looking at his gym with curiosity on his face.

Qin Miao raised his eyebrows: "Why are you here?"

Leclerc also saw Qin Miao sitting on the fitness equipment. He waved to Qin Miao as a greeting before saying, "I went to your house to look for you but couldn't find you. Qiu Meng said you were here so I came to see you."

Qin Miao nodded, picked up the dumbbells in his hand and asked Leclerc, "How about a set?"

After hearing Qin Miao's words, Leclerc immediately felt a sharp pain in his neck muscles: "No."

Leclerc's refusal was simple and straightforward, leaving no room for maneuver.

Qin Miao didn't mind, instead he said: "It's just right that you're here, pull my neck for me and make it more difficult."

"Hey, am I some kind of servant of yours? I have to be ordered around by you." Although Leclerc was complaining, he still walked over, picked up Qin Miao's elastic band and buckled it on Qin Miao's head.

For F1 drivers, besides the waist, the part that needs the most exercise during a race is naturally the neck.

Because during the race, they are subjected to more lateral G-force.

Therefore, in daily life and training, in addition to ensuring the driver's own physical fitness, neck muscle training is also an indispensable part of the driver's daily training.

After pulling a set of elastic bands on each side, Leclerc shook his hands and said, "This time, in addition to coming to see you, I also have a few questions to ask you."

Qin Miao turned his somewhat sore neck and said, "Come on, why are you being so polite to me? You're being so shy like a little wife."

Leclerc ignored Qin Miao's joke and looked at Qin Miao and asked, "Is your country really like what is said in the movie, with some supernatural mysterious power?"

As he spoke, Leclerc kept making some ambiguous gestures with his hands.

Qin Miao saw that he almost put his hands together and said "Amitabha".

Qin Miao could also understand the question Leclerc wanted to ask, and after recalling it, he explained, "In fact, there are very few people in our country who truly believe in these monsters. Most of the time, the vast majority of ordinary people in our country are firm materialists."

Leclerc grasped the key point of Qin Miao's words: "Most of the time?"

Qin Miao gave an example: "For example, in the Australian Grand Prix next week, you hope you can have a good result in this race, and before the race starts, you have done all the preparations you can, but you still feel it is not enough."

"What do you usually do in this situation?"

Leclerc thought about it, then shook his head and said: "I can't think that my preparation is enough. Preparation is never enough. Not everything can be perfect."

Qin Miao nodded: "Your choice is to continue to prepare, study, and improve."

"But if we were Chinese, we would probably go to a local Buddhist temple or monastery to pray for good luck."

"But after that, if things really develop as I hope, we will immediately forget the gods I worshipped and only think that this is a symbol of my own efforts and strength. This is the true portrayal of most Chinese people."

After the explanation, Qin Miao suddenly became confused: "Why are you asking me this? You don't seem like someone who would learn about this."

Leclerc explained: "I didn't pay much attention to it before, but now that I'm your team-mate, I've noticed that you have a ritual before every race."

Facing Qin Miao's curious gaze, Leclerc continued: "It's like you would sit in the car and pat your racing steering wheel before the race starts, as if you have established some kind of connection with your racing car."

Qin Miao understood that Leclerc was talking about the buff he had added to his own car.

This operation of calming the machine soul before the start of the race has almost become Qin Miao's instinct. Basically, before the start of each Grand Prix, Qin Miao will buff his car in this way to ensure that there will be no accidents during the race.

But Qin Miao couldn't tell Leclerc directly that he had this ability, so facing Leclerc's inquiring and curious eyes, Qin Miao could only explain: "I do this before the race, but I'll tell you straight, this is completely a kind of psychological comfort, just like your prayers to God, no one can say whether it is useful or not."

But Leclerc shook his head: "No, during this break I watched all your F4 race videos over the past four years, and even your F1 race that year. That's how you prepared."

"Without exception, you would take photos of your car before every race. And as long as you took photos of your car, your car would never have a mechanical failure on the track, not even once!"

"It's true no matter how bad your engine is." Leclerc's eyes flashed with wisdom: "So this is some kind of mysterious power from the ancient East, right?"

Qin Miao:......

“You have to believe in science.”

Leclerc: "Then explain scientifically why I have such a connection with number four."

Qin Miao:......

How the hell should I know? You should ask yourself! And I was just joking. Who knew you were so compatible with the Four?

"Okay, let's not talk about the fourth one." Leclerc didn't come here to get to the bottom of it, so he waved his hand and said to Qin Miao: "I came to you this time to discuss with you to bless my car before the next race of this season."

Logically speaking, Qin Miao doesn't even need to do anything for such a small matter. He just needs to go to Leclerc's car and take a pat on it before the race starts to buff it. Qin Miao doesn't even need to provide after-sales service.

Whether it is useful or not has nothing to do with Qin Miao.

But after all, he is his good friend, and Qin Miao doesn't want Leclerc's car to always have problems. However, Qin Miao also has some doubts. He doesn't know whether his skill can be effective for two cars at the same time.

Besides, since Leclerc had come over, Qin Miao didn't think of refusing. But before that, Qin Miao said to Leclerc, "Let me make it clear in advance that this is just a very routine little ritual of psychological comfort before the race. It has no effect on the performance and stability of the car. So I'm not sure if it will work on your car. If it works, that's the best. If not, don't bother me." "OK?"

Leclerc nodded: "No problem, but all the preparations before the race must be the same as you do with your car at the time."

Qin Miao nodded, then asked with some confusion: "Have you encountered any troubles recently? Otherwise, there is no reason for you to suddenly want to increase the stability of the car from the perspective of mysticism."

Leclerc just smiled bitterly: "Nothing has happened recently, but you know how unlucky I am. Sometimes I feel that everything is going so badly."

Qin Miao pursed his lips. There was no doubt that Leclerc was unlucky, but if you look at it from another angle, being able to become an F1 driver actually showed that Leclerc was lucky enough.

Without paying attention to these, Qin Miao continued to pick up the fitness equipment and started exercising, then said: "I hope it is useful to you, but now that we have finished talking, you can leave. I have to train."

Leclerc raised his eyebrows: "Why are you sending me away like this? Well, I'm going to be stubborn and come along."

"Aren't you afraid of straining your neck again?" Qin Miao asked with a smile.

Leclerc didn't care. He waved his hand and said, "I won't compete with you. I will just train according to my training plan."

Looking at Leclerc's righteous expression, Qin Miao curled his lips.

Are you trying to train? You're just waiting for dinner.

You're a Monegasque, why are you like the British, acting like you've never seen the world?

"It was not me who cooked at home at noon today, it was Qiu Meng." Qin Miao said frankly.

Leclerc was stunned, and then said with a strong desire to survive: "Qiu Meng's cooking is also delicious, I don't mind it."

If you really want to get to the bottom of it, what Leclerc said is correct to some extent. The food cooked by Qiu Meng is indeed delicious, but it cannot be compared with that cooked by Qin Miao.

Whether it is the texture, taste, or saltiness of the food Qin Miao makes, it seems as if it has been calculated by AI. It tastes just right and everything is so perfect.

Qiu Meng's food was just ordinary food that tasted good. It was not the same kind as Qin Miao's dishes.

After hearing what Leclerc said, Qin Miao looked at him with a smile, but didn't say much. He just continued his exercise.

But after all, there was one more mouth to feed, so Qin Miao did not forget to ask Qiu Meng to prepare an extra pair of chopsticks.

As for Qin Miao's daughter, Xiao Muchu is now in Milan and is being taken care of by Qin Miao's mother.

Qin Miao needs to focus on racing recently, and will feel a little more relaxed after the Shanghai Grand Prix. As for Qiu Meng, this girl is actually one of the most relaxed people in the family under normal circumstances.

But because the Chinese Grand Prix is ​​about to begin, Qiu Meng has a lot of work to do during the Chinese Grand Prix.

After all, it was the Chinese Grand Prix, and it was impossible for Qin Miao not to attend any event. In addition, with various endorsements coming one after another, various event invitations also required Qiu Meng to decide and arrange. Many of them were even invitations at the national propaganda level, and she and Qin Miao could not even refuse. Therefore, Qiu Meng could only take the time to readjust her time and communicate.

So in order not to disturb the couple's work, little Muchu was sent to stay with her grandmother for a few days.

After lunch, Qin Miao took a nap at home and returned to work in the afternoon.

First, Qin Miao went to the simulator department of the Ferrari team and began to help the team run data and take care of the children at the same time.

The child Qin Miao is taking care of is Leclerc's younger brother Arthur.

This kid is now Ferrari's youth driver and F1 reserve driver. For the sake of his brother, Qin Miao will definitely teach this kid something after meeting him in the team's simulator department.

However, Qin Miao's work efficiency is really high. Usually, a task that would take an entire afternoon or even require overtime at night to complete was completed by Qin Miao in just over two hours.

Compared with other drivers, Qin Miao’s biggest advantage during testing is that he does not need verification. Basically, the data he produces is correct.

His judgment is also of great reference value.

At the beginning, the people in Ferrari's R&D department were somewhat dissatisfied with Qin Miao's interference and guidance, but they became obedient after being slapped in the face twice by Qin Miao with facts.

In the afternoon, Qin Miao drove the F8 that Ferrari gave him to Ferrari's private track and ran a few laps.

Anyway, Ferrari doesn't have any testing tasks today, and although today is not an open day, as a driver of the Ferrari F1 team, no one would object if Qin Miao could drive his own Ferrari for fun.

Time flies, and soon a week has passed in busyness.

Qin Miao's schedule during this period was very regular. Basically, he trained, looked at data, read information, and trained every day. Then, after returning to the dormitory at night, he would check if there was any recent news he needed to know.

Soon it was the weekend of the Australian Grand Prix.

However, Qin Miao did not go so early. He only arrived in Australia on Thursday.

It's not that Qin Miao is inflated, but because there is no obvious modification to the Albert Park track this year, and the asphalt has not changed much, Qin Miao does not need to go to the site to familiarize himself with the track. In addition, Xiao Muchu has been feeling unwell recently, so Qin Miao stayed with his daughter in the hospital for one more day before coming to Australia.

On Thursday afternoon, after attending the pre-race press conference, Qin Miao met Leclerc at the team house. The other party’s first question was: "How is Xiao Muqiu? Is he feeling better?"

Qin Miao sighed and replied, "It's just a common viral infection. It's stable now. I'll be fine after taking medicine for two more days at home."

Sometimes it's troublesome when your daughter has too many godfathers. For example, if your daughter gets sick or something, these godfathers will be more nervous than Qin Miao, the father, and then Qin Miao's phone will keep ringing.

This is the third time Qin Miao has answered the same question.

Of course, this is a hassle for Qin Miao as a father, but it is a good thing for the little guy. (End of this chapter)