How Did I Become an F1 Driver?-Chapter 685 - 288: Qimeng’s Fury
Just at that moment, a photographer holding a camera appeared in front of them and took a picture of the two Mercedes drivers together.
At the time, Qin Miao and Hamilton noticed each other and both smiled, nodding towards each other.
And in this picture, the biggest difference between the two Mercedes drivers was their clothing.
In October, Austin's weather was still somewhat hot, with the air temperature at 27 degrees Celsius on Thursday morning.
The perceived temperature was about 30 degrees.
So when Qin Miao came to the circuit, he dressed primarily for comfort.
He casually wore a plain white T-shirt without any patterns or slogans, paired with simple black capri pants. Actually, when heading out, Qin Miao considered wearing flip-flops, but given that he hadn't run on the Austin track before and needed to walk a lap today, he swapped for a pair of sneakers.
Qin Miao's outfit wasn't anything special, just simple and clean, something every normal person would wear.
But Old Man Hamilton stood out with his unique style.
In the scorching heat, he wore a leather denim coat with tassels, spiked cowboy boots, and a cowboy hat.
A complete Western cowboy outfit.
Qin Miao had already somewhat gotten used to Hamilton's distinctive attire.
He greeted Old Man Hamilton casually, then headed to the team's home base to say hi to colleagues he hadn't seen in half a month.
Afterward, Qin Miao started working.
Walking the track, joining meetings, analyzing the impact of upgraded parts, and then attending the FIA driver meeting to confirm track limits for the week's race, determining which turns would have strict penalties and which could be approached more liberally, as well as any track modifications made this season.
After the driver meeting, it was time to shoot the marketing video.
This time, the shoot was with his teammate Hamilton.
This was actually an internal Mercedes fan-oriented video, naturally featuring Mercedes' two drivers.
Once the video began recording, the female host smiled and said to Hamilton and Qin Miao, "Welcome both of you to the event. Today's challenge mainly tests your shooting skills."
"The rule is for both of you to shoot from the free-throw line and see who can make more baskets."
The rule is quite simple, essentially familiar to anyone who has ever touched a basketball.
But after all, this is just a fan video, and the aim is not to showcase how great the drivers are, but to let fans see how their favorite drivers perform while playing basketball, whether skillfully or awkwardly.
For fans, this is all part of the fun. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
Therefore, the activity doesn't require Qin Miao and Hamilton to be skilled at basketball, even if every shot misses the hoop completely, it's fine as long as they participate earnestly.
After expressing their understanding of the rules introduced by the host, Qin Miao and Hamilton walked to the free-throw line.
Hamilton went first, while Qin Miao watched with amusement from the side.
Although Hamilton has never tasted pork, basketball is a universally accessible sport, and at the very least, he's seen it played before.
After catching the ball tossed by the staff, Hamilton dribbled it twice with his hand, stood still, made a standard motion to lift the ball over his head, and then released it.
The movement was so graceful and standard, but unfortunately, with a clang, the basketball bounced off the rim.
Old Man Hamilton chuckled helplessly.
"Can it not count, this should just count as my warm-up, I wasn't ready," Hamilton said to the female host, shrugging.
The host, obviously a fan of Hamilton, responded with regret, "I would love to help you, Lewis, but unfortunately, I can't."
"Alright." Hamilton wasn't really looking to retake his shot, he was just playing up to the camera.
The staff then threw another ball to Old Man Hamilton.
After catching it, Hamilton dribbled twice on the spot, adjusted his breathing, and casually tossed the ball towards the basket.
"Swish!"
Nothing but net.
