How did I become an F1 driver?

As for why Sa Beining knew Qin Miao's performance in F2...

As a professional host, when interviewing a world champion, Sa Beining would definitely read Qin Miao's career resume in detail first.

Of course, there is a record of Qin Miao taking trophies home from the F2 arena almost like purchasing them during his F2 period.

The terrifying number of championships and winning streak made Sa Beining think that F2 is not the only way to enter F1, but a wild game with no gold content.

Then, after looking at the recent F2 race data, Sa Beining realized that it was not that F2 had no value, but that Qin Miao was simply too strong at the time. He was far ahead of all F2 drivers, so the abstract picture of one person beating everyone else appeared.

That's why he was so surprised after hearing Qin Miao's humility.

Qin Miao continued: "Then I won the F2 world championship by chance. I believe everyone knows what happened after that."

Sa Beining coughed lightly.

In fact, this kind of behavior should not appear in a professional host of CCTV, but Qin Miao’s words just now made Sa Beining want to complain. However, when he thought that this interview would be used in CCTV News, although it would be edited, he couldn’t leave a bad impression on the leaders above, right?
So I can only use coughing to cover up the urge to complain in my heart.

"So from your personal experience, in racing, is talent or hard work important?" Sa Beining asked again.

Qin Miao said without much hesitation: "It doesn't matter."

Sa Beining was stunned for a moment, his expression just like Mr. Huang who was letting bullets fly, because Qin Miao's answer was indeed a little beyond his expectations.

Qin Miao didn't wait for Sa Beining to ask anything, and said directly: "Compared to these two items, luck is actually more important."

"If you are unlucky, even if you are really talented, you will not be able to get involved in racing. Racing is just a waste of money. Even if you have shown your talent, without money, you will not be able to go far in racing. Even if you are recognized by others and everyone says you have the potential to become an F1 driver, if no team wants you and no one is willing to sponsor you, you may not be able to continue on this path and have to change careers halfway because of financial reasons."

It is hard to believe that Qin Miao, a young man in his early twenties who has always had a smooth life, would say such a cruel thing.

But it is undeniable that this is the cruel reality of the sport of F1.

"My situation is an extreme case that cannot be replicated in F1 and has no reference value at all," Qin Miao said finally.

Sa Beining nodded, and then asked the second question: "In the first year of your professional career, did you ever think you would win the world championship despite a slow start and a high end?"

"I have thought about it," Qin Miao said frankly. "After all, which F1 driver hasn't thought about that position? But at that time, I looked at my teammates: seven-time champion Hamilton and the rapidly rising Red Bull."

"Honestly, my idea in the first half of the season was just to not be too far behind Hamilton."

"But I didn't expect that as I became more familiar with F1, I would gradually win championships, one after another, and eventually become the first driver in history to win the world championship in the first year of his career, except for the opening season. At that time, I felt like I was dreaming."

"Which one gave you more pressure, the championship game or today's home game?" Sa Beining asked curiously.

Qin Miao said directly: "Home games are more stressful."

After all, the host himself really suffered from insomnia.

"After all, I am racing at home, and there are so many fans supporting me. If I don't run well, I will feel sorry for the fans' expectations of me."

"Why? Obviously, for a driver, the world championship is more important, right? There must have been a lot of fans supporting you at that time." Sa Beining asked again.

Qin Miao smiled and said, "In the first season, I was still in a state of learning and growth, so I didn't set any ambitious goals for myself at that time. I just wanted to complete the whole season and successfully win the Best Rookie Driver Award."

"After all, I also feel that with my talent, it is only a matter of time for me to win the world championship. I am not in a hurry for the first year. But I don't want to lose today's home race, and I can't lose, because this is the first home Grand Prix of my career, and it is also the first time that a Chinese driver has come to compete on this track. I want to set a good example for future Chinese drivers."

To be honest, Qin Miao was almost about to say: [This is a test from D and the people.]

After hearing Qin Miao's words, Sa Beining twitched the corners of his mouth uncontrollably again, but you have to say that there was nothing wrong with what Qin Miao said.

The next questions were more formal.

Qin Miao knew that these were all used in news footage.

The entire interview lasted nearly an hour, and Qin Miao was sweating from all the questions.

But it was over after all. Sa Beining straightened his suit, stood up and extended his hand to Qin Miao: "Thank you for accepting the interview. I'm sorry for taking up your time. I wish you a smooth competition today."

"Don't worry, just call me Qin Miao, or Xiao Qin. If that doesn't work, you can call me Sanshui."

Qin Miao didn't know when Sa Beining started addressing him as "your" anyway, but under his guidance, all Qin Miao was thinking about was how to answer the questions, and he had basically no time to think about the problems.

"Okay, if Sanshui has the chance, come and participate in our CCTV variety show. It's very fun." Sa Beining invited.

Qin Miao nodded seriously: "If you need anything during the off-season, I will definitely participate."

After saying that, Qin Miao thought for a moment and said, "Brother Sa, why don't you stay and watch the game? We can still squeeze into the P room of our team."

"Will you not disturb me?" There was obvious intention in Sa Beining's eyes.

"No, no, we are all acquaintances. You won't be embarrassed, and there are enough seats." Qin Miao smiled and shook his head, then said to Franky: "Franky, get me a VIP card for the team and four VIP cards for the upper floor."

This team VIP card is for Sa Beining, which allows him to enter the Ferrari team's P room to watch the race during the Grand Prix. The other four are the most expensive VIP cards that ordinary spectators can buy, which allow him to watch the race in the VIP area upstairs in the team's P room and participate in the pre-race parade.

Qin Miao and Qiu Meng have been together for such a long time, and Qin Miao has learned some of Qiu Meng's ways of dealing with people. This time, the CCTV crew consists of five people, including Sa Beining. Although Qin Miao does not have that many spaces in the garage to arrange, there is still a quota for other VIPs.

So all four of them gave signs.

"Then I'll be honored to refuse." Sa Beining was naturally smiling. Although they had media passes and could watch the race at the track, and there were also special reporters going there, but watching the race from those positions was definitely not as exciting as in the team's P room.

"You're welcome."

After saying that, Qin Miao asked the reception staff of the Ferrari team to arrange dinner for Sa Beining and the others, and Qin Miao also went to the lounge to eat.

After dinner, Qin Miao took a nap. When he woke up again, it was time for the pre-match interview.

Qin Miao rubbed his head with a headache. Interview, interview, and interview.

During the Chinese Grand Prix, Qin Miao really gave interviews at a high intensity and hardly had any rest.

After the interview, fans had already started to arrive and the team began to prepare the drivers' cars on the track.

Before that, Qin Miao, Zhou Guanyu and Ye Yifei, as the home drivers on the scene, naturally had the privilege of the home drivers, that is, the opportunity to greet the fans on the track before the race started.

Ye Yifei and Zhou Guanyu were assigned to other stands, while Qin Miao was in the main stand.

As soon as Qin Miao appeared on the stage, the scene became agitated. When Qin Miao came to the track, the fans at the scene began to shout Qin Miao's name in unison.

And everyone in the main stand was wearing Ferrari fan jerseys.

Although Ferrari staff are still wearing their traditional team uniforms during this Grand Prix weekend, the uniforms they prepared for the fans are special editions for the Shanghai Grand Prix.

The red of the Ferrari is the same as the paint job of the racing car, the red has been transformed into the red of the national flag, and the five-pointed star is printed on the back of the shirt.

Many people were holding the Ferrari No. 66 flag, and there were also fans waving the Ferrari team flag and the national flag. There were quite a lot of them, even as many as the number of Ferrari flags Qin Miao saw in Monza.

Of course, among these flags, the national flag is more numerous.

After greeting the fans at the scene, Qin Miao let out a long sigh. Then before this segment was about to end, Qin Miao suddenly remembered a legendary commander he liked when watching CSGO games: his cousin Karrigan.

Qin Miao remembered his standard movements when interacting with the audience.

Then Qin Miao had an idea. Would it be possible that when he interacted with the fans at the scene, he would have the same effect as his cousin interacted with the audience during the race?

And if nothing unexpected happens, most of the fans at the scene should be focusing on me, right?
So before leaving the track, Qin Miao spread his hands to the fans in the main stand and waited for a while.

It was discovered that some fans realized what he wanted to do and opened their hands and spread their palms.

And the fact was just as Qin Miao thought. When he stood on the track, he was the focus of all the fans present.

So after Qin Miao opened his hands and began to clap his head rhythmically, some quick-reacting fans at the scene soon began to applaud along with Qin Miao.

Soon the applause became louder and louder, and almost all the fans in the main stand were applauding with Qin Miao.

As time went on, the applause grew louder and faster, until it finally became a roar of applause.

For some reason, Qin Miao suddenly felt a sense of control over everything when listening to the applause from the fans.

Of course Qin Miao knew calmly that this was just his illusion.

After completing this small interaction with the fans on the scene, Qin Miao bowed slightly to the audience in the main grandstand area, then left the track while waving, completing the pre-race interaction with the fans.

Normally, after this part is over, the next thing would be the drivers’ parade.

But the local organizers have never received so many domestic fans, and the country is not short of rich people. This has led to a lot of VIP tickets sold during the Shanghai Grand Prix, more than all the VIP tickets for the three normal Grand Prix combined.

During the pre-race parade, in order to give VIPs a better experience, the organizer gave all VIPs a chance to parade around the track like the drivers, but they had to leave earlier than the drivers.

This is not a special case in Shanghai, basically all Grand Prix weekends have this segment.

What the organizers of the Shanghai station did not expect was that there were so many spectators and fans who bought VIP tickets this time.

There was so much space that two cars couldn't even pull it all in, so it took two trips to take all the VIPs on a tour around the track.

But because of this, the drivers don’t have enough time to cruise after pulling two rounds.

After discussion with the race organizers, it was decided to cancel the pre-race drivers' parade.

The fans at the scene were naturally very dissatisfied.

After all, everyone came to the paddock to watch the race and wanted to see the drivers. To put it more bluntly, they came to see Qin Miao.

The fans in the main stand might be more stable. After all, Qin Miao came to interact with them before the race and even played a clapping game with them. Everyone felt that the tickets they bought to see him were worth the money.

However, fans in other areas of the stands were quite dissatisfied. Although they were happy to see Zhou Guanyu and Ye Yifei, they felt cheated by not seeing Qin Miao.

However, the protest was ineffective and the game had to go on.

After completing the activity, Qin Miao returned to the team's P room.

I met my parents, friends and wife in the P room of the team.

After saying hello to everyone, Qin Miao finally came to Qiu Meng.

What surprised Qin Miao was that before every Grand Prix, Qiu Meng always looked at him with confidence, but this time, when she looked at him, there was some worry in her eyes.

Qin Miao asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

Qiu Meng smiled and said, "It's okay, it's just that I didn't bring enough diapers, I only have one left, and I'm afraid the little one will pee a lot during the competition later."

Looking at Qiu Meng who had returned to normal almost instantly, Qin Miao scratched his head in confusion, but did not ask any further questions. Qin Miao had already won many championships in today's competition. Everyone hoped that he would win the championship, and he thought so too.

Qin Miao reached out and hugged little Muchu, kissed the little girl on the face, then let her go and walked resolutely towards his racing car.

After driving the car to his pole position, he got out and walked to the front of the car.

There will be a national anthem segment later.

It is worth mentioning that because this is the home court of Qin Miao, Zhou Guanyu and Ye Yifei, there is no difference between the positions of these three drivers during the national anthem. The three of them stand in the middle, and the others are on both sides of them.

Of course, no one thinks this is inappropriate. After all, most home grand prix follow this process before the national anthem.

After all the drivers are in position, there is a performance.

Qin Miao thought the performance was mediocre. After all, he had watched lion dances and other performances too many times since he was a child. However, Leclerc, Hamilton and others not far away were watching it with great interest.

After the performance, the national anthem was officially sung.

After that bone-deep melody sounded, domestic car fans in every position at the scene stopped what they were doing after hearing this melody.

The fans who were originally sitting on the grass or in their seats all stood up from their seats, and the fans who had already stood up looked a little solemn, and stood straighter than before.

"stand up……"

Then a scene that surprised all the foreign fans and team staff appeared. Almost all the domestic fans at the scene sang along with the melody.

And when these people sang, they didn't look as happy as the Ferrari employees who sang the Mameli Song after Ferrari won the championship.

At this moment, the expressions on the faces of all domestic car fans were solemn and dignified.

An emotion that they could not understand spread across the faces of all the Chinese people who were singing.

But after the national anthem ended, everyone's faces returned to normal, and some even smiled and started clapping, as if they were not the ones with solemn faces when they were singing along with the melody on the track just now.

However, there was no time for these people to think too much about why this happened, because all the drivers had entered the final preparation stage before the start of the race.

Qin Miao waved and greeted the fans who were shouting at him wildly beside the track, and took two steps to his racing car.

At this time, Fabio was still making final preparations for his car with his crew, and there were also some VIPs wandering around on the track, so Qin Miao did not disturb the work of his team staff, but went to the lawn on the left side of his car.

After choosing a clean spot, he sat down directly on the lawn.

After feeling that his butt was a little uncomfortable after sitting for a little too long, Qin Miao simply leaned back and lay down on the lawn.

The weather in Shanghai on Sunday was much better than on Saturday, but it was still gloomy. There were no blue sky or white clouds in the sky, and the sun was not visible. However, at least judging from the height and brightness of the clouds, the possibility of rain during today's race is very small.

The team's meteorological department also made it clear before the race that it would not rain during the main race of this Grand Prix weekend.

For some reason, Qin Miao, who had never liked Yu Zhan before, felt a little sorry after hearing the news.

After all, my ability to fight in the rain is still 100 points, and I feel like I have a lot of martial arts but nowhere to vent.

The last lap of the sprint qualifying race was indeed a great race for Qin Miao.

It turns out that fighting in the rain is the time to really widen the gap with the cars behind.

Not long after lying down, Qin Miao felt someone lying down next to him. He turned around and found it was Lao Si.

"Hey, you seem to be in a good mood." Qin Miao greeted.

Leclerc didn't even turn his head to look at Qin Miao. He stared blankly at the sky above him and said, "You are so cool. You can easily mobilize the emotions of everyone present."

"Tell me, how does it feel to play at home with everyone supporting you?"

Qin Miao smiled and said, "What else can I do? It's just like that... By the way, you obviously play more games at home than I do, right? How can you ask me that?"

"It's different." Leclerc shook his head. "Compared to your country, Monaco is not even as big as a district in Shanghai. Although the whole country of Monaco is just one circuit, it is difficult for Monaco to gather so many people to support a driver. To be honest, when I saw you interacting with the fans at the scene, I was really envious."

Qin Miao thought about it for a moment and then made the same expression as Tie Niu: "I have a way."

Leclerc tilted his head and looked at Qin Miao.

"You become a Chinese citizen. I believe that with your ability and social status, it will be much easier for you to apply for Chinese citizenship. By then, the whole scene will be filled with your fans."

"Fuck off!"

"What are you two doing lying here? The race is about to start, hurry up and make final preparations." At this time, Vasseur looked at the Ferrari drivers lying on the grass like two salted fish, and walked over helplessly to remind them.

Qin Miao and Leclerc stood up together.

Sure enough, it was discovered that all the VIPs on the track had already left the track, and the only ones left on the track were the staff of each team making final preparations.

Qin Miao got up after seeing this, reached out and patted the grass debris left on his butt, and said to Leclerc beside him: "Don't think too much, just run your race well... Also, do your best in the race, I hope to see you on the podium."

Leclerc nodded. Although Alonso's speed in the qualifying stage was indeed jaw-dropping, it was undeniable that Ferrari's car performance was still superior in terms of long distance.

So as Qin Miao said, Leclerc, who started from fourth place, does have a great chance of getting on the podium this Grand Prix weekend.

"I'll do my best." Leclerc said seriously, then held Qin Miao's right hand with his right hand and gave Qin Miao a hug: "This is your home Grand Prix, don't disappoint so many fans who support you here."

"It's guaranteed." Qin Miao said confidently.

After saying that, Leclerc let go of Qin Miao, reached out and patted Qin Miao, then waved to the screaming female fans at the scene and walked towards his racing car.

To be honest, Leclerc is indeed very confident about his appearance, but he never expected that these female fans at the scene in China would support him so much.

However, seeing the slightly surprised expression on Leclerc's face when he left, Qin Miao could only smile bitterly.

Qin Miao, who often surfs the Internet, naturally knows that the female fans in China are into all kinds of things.

Although they all knew that Qin Miao and Leclerc were just very good friends, even Xiao Muchu appeared in the public eye frequently.

After shaking his head and waving to the fans at the scene, Qin Miao also walked towards his car. (End of this chapter)