How Did I Become an F1 Driver?-Chapter 724 - 301: Restless Little Hands

Even though none of them mentioned it, Qin Miao knew they were curious about how he managed to complete the whole race on a set of hard tires.

However, because the relationship between these drivers and Qin Miao was just ordinary colleague relations, unlike his relationships with guys like Leclerc and Norris, who often hang out during breaks.

So, they weren't in a position to directly ask Qin Miao how he did it like Leclerc could.

After all, strictly speaking, this is a driver's personal secret.

So after surrounding Qin Miao, these people just asked indirectly without asking directly.

Although Qin Miao also wanted to clear up their doubts, unfortunately, he knew that even if he told the truth, they might not believe him.

Helplessly, he could only choose to be vague.

After all, if he really told the truth, they would think Qin Miao was just brushing them off and making excuses without even trying to find a good one.

After dealing with them for a while, Qin Miao finally managed to shake off these colleagues.

Honestly, before entering F1, Qin Miao never thought of these people as saints or anything, perfect and flawless, but there was at least a filter beautifying these drivers.

After all, there are only 20 spots for F1 drivers in the world, which is even fewer than pilots.

This naturally makes people feel that these 20 people should all be top-notch talents and gentlemen.

But once he became one of them, Qin Miao realized that these guys are also human, with emotions and desires, and even some flaws that he couldn't tolerate at all.

They swear like sailors when upset, just like ordinary people, and some can even curse with remarkable creativity.

Upon returning to the entrance of the team's P-room, Qin Miao saw Qimeng, dressed in a Mercedes team uniform, waiting for him at the P-room entrance.

Judging from her bored expression, she must have been waiting for quite a while.

Walking up to his wife, Qin Miao smiled bitterly, ruffling his hair, and said, "No choice, the start wasn't good. I got torpedoed by a big tooth, and made you wait for a race for nothing."

Qimeng gave Qin Miao a hug with a smile: "It's okay, you did great, and you're still leading the standings. As long as you maintain the consistency on the track like you did in mid-season, everything else should be left to fate."

Qin Miao nodded slightly.

After a brief chat, Qin Miao quickly let go of Qimeng, because he still had work to do, and headed back to the team P-room with Barber.

After tidying up his things a bit, Qin Miao went to the team home to await the start of the team meeting.

Since neither Qin Miao nor Hamilton performed very well today, and the Mercedes team didn't earn enough points to defend its title compared to the pre-race plan, the post-race meeting had a somewhat grim atmosphere.

No matter if it was the drivers or the team executives, their moods were not very good at this moment.

Finally, it was Toto who took the initiative to take responsibility at the meeting, blaming the race loss on himself, which somewhat improved the atmosphere of the meeting.

After the meeting, all the data would be airlifted back to the factory in Brackley for analysis, but whether satisfactory results can be derived depends on the team's fortune.

As to why data needs to be airlifted instead of transmitted online to the team headquarters?

A little-known fact, don't be fooled by gigabit, tens of gigabits, or even hundreds of thousands of gigabit internet speeds; the most economical and fastest data transfer method is still through real-world transportation means.

Although a team's grand prix weekend only lasts three days, they can collect data measured in tens of thousands of terabytes during those days.

Transferring tens of thousands of terabytes of data via the internet to the team headquarters is not as fast as directly transporting a bunch of hard drives back.

Moreover, the team's data also needs confidentiality, and if transmitted over the network, Mercedes' data runs the risk of being intercepted.

If leaked, it would be particularly troublesome, especially if other teams got hold of Mercedes' data; they might use it to increase their car's lap time by 0.2 seconds.

So after comprehensive consideration, the safest and most reliable transportation method is used.

At 6 PM, Qin Miao clocked out for the day.

After another day of rest in Mexico, Qin Miao didn't return to Monaco on Monday, nor did he go to the UK; he went straight to Brazil.

Once in Brazil, Qin Miao began practicing on the Interlagos track using a simulator provided by the team, just like when he first entered F1, and also helped the team by running simulators.

As for Qimeng, she didn't accompany Qin Miao this week; she needed to oversee their house in Monaco.

Considering Qin Miao's identity and profession, he will own more and more cars in the future, and vehicle storage will become a problem then.

Therefore, Qimeng planned to spend this week acquiring a piece of land in France to build a garage for Qin Miao.

Since their home is near the Monaco and France border, building a garage in France for their use is more convenient.

However, Qimeng still didn't want to miss the scene of the Mercedes team winning the Constructors' Championship, so she would go to Brazil during the race week.