Speed ​​God

Chapter 63 Focus of the Topic
With clear skies and blazing sun, early summer in Catalonia is always like this, making one want to bask in the golden sunlight and idly enjoy the leisurely and lazy afternoon.

The roar of engines and the clamor of the crowd were swept into the rolling heatwave, which came rushing towards us with menacing force. Standing under the sun for less than 30 seconds, we started to sweat. It was hard to believe that it was only May, but Barcelona had already melted into the aroma of sangria and swayed slightly in the heatwave.

The 2017 GP3 season, after much anticipation and waiting, is finally about to begin in Barcelona, ​​Spain.

Drivers and teams alike are all eager and impatient, ready to face the new challenges of the new season.

George Russell arrived at the pit lane early and greeted the race engineers and team staff politely. He immediately spotted the nerdy guy sitting in front of the screen reading data.

Despite their less-than-close relationship, Russell couldn't resist teasing him, "Einstein, how's your research going today?"

The figure turned around. He looked frail, with clear features and a scholarly air, like a fervent film fan carefully studying a thick history of the New Wave cinema in a library; the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a natural smile, and his bright eyes seemed to be filled with stars and the sea.

"The most challenging corners are right turns, and tire wear on this track is already quite severe. The weather forecast for this weekend indicates that the high temperatures will continue, so there may be a significant difference in the wear on the left and right sides of the front tires. This places higher demands on braking control, and we need to pay attention to this from the very beginning."

With great poise and generosity, the scholar shared his observations without reservation.

Russell was just joking, but he received such a sincere and serious reply that he didn't know how to respond. He chuckled twice and said, "Thanks for sharing. This is very useful information. I'll need to get a good feel for it when I get on the track later."

However, without pausing, Russell glanced around and immediately changed the subject, "So, just the two of us?"

The scholar in front of me is named Antoine Hubert, a Frenchman, and is twenty years old this year, which is a bit old for a GP3 driver.

Hubert comes from a working-class family and lacks financial support. Despite winning the F4 French Championship for the first time in 2013, he has never been able to find sponsors and has had to compete in different levels of regional races.

Until last season, Hubert got the opportunity to participate in the F3 European Series and successfully proved himself, which earned him the appreciation of Nicolas Todt and Vasseur, who recruited him to their teams. This season, he will represent ART in the GP3 series.

Clearly, Hubert was slightly excited. This was an opportunity he had fought for for many years, and every minute he spent in the P room felt like a perfect dream.

Hubert grinned. "It's only eight o'clock. Even the team manager hasn't arrived at the paddock yet."

Russell immediately understood that this was an attempt to excuse the other two drivers; their absence did not equate to being late.

Russell was a little annoyed. After a pause, the young man couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you curious?"

Hubert, "Who?"

Russell: "...Who else could it be? Could it be Jack? Of course, it's someone else who popped out of the rocks."

Another ART driver is Han Se-ryong, who is of British and Korean descent. His English name is Jack Atkin, and he will turn 22 this year, making him older than Hubert.

Last season, Han Se-ryong played for the GP3 team Alden and finished fifth in the individual rankings, a disappointing performance. With less and less time left for him to make a run for F1, he transferred to the ART team this season in the hope of driving the fastest car in the paddock and challenging for the individual championship.

Han Shilong, Hubert, and Russell are all the same; they all started their careers in go-karting and Formula racing. Because they are of similar age, they had all met each other more or less when they were young, traveled together, and competed together. They are all familiar faces in the paddock and are not strangers to each other.

However, Lu Zhizhou was different. He seemed to have sprung up out of nowhere, suddenly appearing on Ferrari's youth training list and then suddenly joining the ART team in a mysterious capacity. The whole process was shrouded in mystery, with all sorts of rumors circulating, but they were all just baseless speculations.

Even more surprisingly, Lu Zhizhou only participated in the last round of the three official tests in the GP3 season – in the previous two rounds of tests, he stayed in the simulator lab in Maranello, reportedly undergoing a special training program with Ferrari's youth academy.

The ART engineering team can only communicate remotely via data and video conferencing, and vehicle settings are mainly based on basic adjustments.

This unconventional approach is extremely rare in the paddock, further highlighting its "special" nature.

Russell had hoped to see his mysterious teammate at the Jerez test, but the teammate never showed up. He only arrived hastily at the final Red Bull Ring test, but there was still no media appearance. He came to the test in a hurry and left in a hurry, going his own way and completely disconnected from the team.

To date, Russell has only ever seen his back.

I have to say, my curiosity is growing stronger and stronger. I'm curious not only about what the guy looks like, but also about his background.

That's why Russell arrived at P room early this morning, hoping to meet this distinguished and mysterious person as soon as possible.

In the end, there was still no sign of them.

The pent-up frustration in his chest grew increasingly oppressive. It was rare to see Russell show any anxiety, so he grumbled at Huber in an annoyed tone.

However, Hubert didn't care at all and still smiled, "Oh, you mean Lu, right? I'm curious too, he must be someone important."

Russell was a tall, thin man, his height exceeding 180 centimeters, like a willow tree growing taller. He had feminine features, like a Barbie doll placed on Ken's face. The contradictory words "handsome" and "feminine" were mixed together, making him stand out from the crowd in the P room.

At this moment, Russell's big, bright eyes revealed a hint of irritation, his thin eyebrows furrowed together, and he felt a lump in his throat. Facing Hubert, it was like punching cotton. He really didn't want to continue talking to Hubert, and he paced back and forth but couldn't leave.

Just then, another figure appeared in the maintenance area passage. Russell noticed the gazes of the others in the P room and immediately turned around, assuming a posture ready to attack at any moment.

However, when Russell saw Han Shilong appear on a scooter the next second, he felt the breath stuck in his chest become even more congested.

depressed!

A beat too slow, Russell realized his fancy footwork looked rather ridiculous, so he quickly straightened up and awkwardly shook his arms.

"Hey, Jack!" Huber was not disappointed and waved to greet him.

Han Shilong approached, square-faced with thick eyebrows and big eyes, his mixed-race heritage immediately apparent. He greeted Hubert casually, glanced at Russell, and made a small joke, "What's wrong with you? You look hungry. Who bothered you?"

"Ha. Ha." Russell chuckled awkwardly. "Guess who's the last one to arrive at the P room?"

Han Shilong was stunned, looking left and right. "Wait, that guy... no way, is he that high-profile? Even if he's Jean Todt's illegitimate son, it wouldn't be that much. He's not Lance Stoll."

Russell shrugged slightly, smiling but saying nothing, though a roll of his eyes said it all. "Maybe he's the next Max Verstappen, a reborn Senna, a living Schumacher..."

boom!
The rambling rant was still going on when it was interrupted by a loud bang of a door being pushed open behind me!
In an instant, my heart stopped beating, and all sound was abruptly cut off!
　This is the fourth update today. There are only a few days left in the new book period, and the final sprint is here! I humbly request your support, thank you so much! Following the story is truly, truly important. Even if you're taking it easy, please be sure to read the latest chapter. Thank you!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)