How Did I Become an F1 Driver?-Chapter 901 - 355: Ferrari’s Rise

After the interview ended, Qin Miao returned to the team base.

Now, it was just the end of the Bahrain Grand Prix qualifying, not the entire Grand Prix itself. Qin Miao still had work to handle next.

So, after returning to the team base, Qin Miao put aside the negative emotions in his heart, changed his clothes to adjust his mood, and then plunged back into work.

...

"Hey, hello Zhou!"

In the Mercedes team's lounge, as soon as Qin Miao entered the door, he precisely spotted Jay Chou, and in the distance, he could also see Jay Chou's assistant, Dani.

"Qin Miao, good afternoon, actually I watched your F2 races. Last year, I didn't miss any of your races whenever I wasn't busy oh."

Since a lot of celebrities and public figures came to the paddock, Qin Miao also had some socializing to do.

Moreover, meeting Jay Chou couldn't really be counted as just socializing. Strictly speaking, it was like a publicly funded fan meeting, because Qin Miao had always been quite fond of Jay Chou since childhood. The song "Blue and White Porcelain" was something Qin Miao grew up listening to.

And not to mention Jay Chou's other songs, each one is more classic than the last.

"Fortunately, I believe last season's performance didn't disappoint the fans. But maybe today's race wasn't so comfortable to watch?"

"Not at all. Actually, I was quite worried about you because I heard that Mercedes' car isn't doing well this season, which is why you and Hamilton can't fully showcase your skills."

Qin Miao waved his hand: "The Mercedes team is just strong, not saints. Mistakes are inevitable, so such situations are unavoidable.

Alright, let's not talk about these unpleasant topics. By the way, Zhou, could you give me an autograph? I've always loved your songs."

"Of course, no problem," Jay Chou readily agreed.

Then Jay Chou saw Barber handing a helmet over to Qin Miao. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Slightly nervous, Qin Miao handed the helmet to Jay Chou and said: "Zhou, sign on this helmet please."

Looking at the helmet with visible signs of use, perhaps even a bit dirty, Jay Chou looked at Qin Miao with some surprise: "Is this helmet used?"

Qin Miao nodded: "That's right, I just used this helmet on the track. It's okay, go ahead and sign, I have plenty of spare helmets."

Jay Chou looked a bit regretfully at the helmet that Qin Miao handed him.

Truth be told, Jay Chou actually wanted Qin Miao to sign his own name on this helmet and then give the helmet to him, as that would greatly increase its collectible value.

However, since Qin Miao had already handed the helmet to him, Jay Chou couldn't refuse, so he simply picked up the marker pen Barber handed over and signed his name on it.

Alright, after Jay Chou wrote the signature, Qin Miao probably would keep this helmet in his home collection room for a lifetime.

Having obtained Jay Chou's signature with satisfaction, Qin Miao started chatting with Jay Chou.

But strictly speaking, Qin Miao was the host here, responsible for hosting Jay Chou.

So, during this process, most of the time it was Jay Chou asking Qin Miao about racing topics, and Qin Miao answering and clarifying Jay Chou's doubts.

Like, what does it actually feel like to experience porpoising when sitting in a racing car?

Does your back hurt?

Is it really that hard to press down on the brake of a racing car?

Is there any chance you can also get on an F1 car to experience it?

"Hey, you know what, if you really want to try it, I actually have a way to get you in an F1 car for a few laps," Qin Miao said.

"Ah? Really?" Jay Chou was a bit surprised too.