Car Racing without Money

Chapter 801 - 326: Displaying Quantum-Leap Progress (Part 3)

If you haven’t raced it, naturally you aren’t familiar with it. If you aren’t familiar with it, naturally you’ll be very slow.Chen Xiangbei’s situation is actually quite similar to Piastri’s, but compared to some of the lesser-known new circuits in America, even if you’ve never raced Monaco, isn’t this one of the Triple Crown circuits? Have you never seen a pig run even if you’ve never eaten pork?

Familiarity with basic data and simulator training is still sufficient. It’s just about how to combine that with the real circuit.

"He won’t give up."

Ross Brown gave a very firm answer.

To be honest, as the leader of the "opposing" camp, Ross Brown’s words seemed somewhat like boosting the morale of others.

But Ross Brown knows Chen Xiangbei’s character too well. If this Chinese Kid knew how to back down from difficulties, he wouldn’t have even made it to the F1 Paddock, nor would he be standing in the current championship contention.

"I have the same feeling."

Field nodded in agreement, then asked.

"Team Leader Brown, do you think Xiangbei can threaten Rosberg in the qualifying?"

"Anyone can threaten Rosberg. To take pole position, you must defeat all opponents."

"I believe Rosberg has this capability."

This time Ross Brown gave a confident answer. Rosberg indeed showcased extraordinary speed on the Monaco Circuit.

As long as there are no mistakes on his part, no one can be faster than him!

Having said this, Ross Brown turned his gaze to the HRT Team. The black and orange 13 car was parked in the pit box, and Chen Xiangbei was making final adjustments with the team technicians.

Who can be faster will be determined in the afternoon.

The time came to 2:30 p.m. on Saturday afternoon, the start of the first qualifying session.

Both HRT cars had completed fluid preheating. Perez was the first to leave the pit to warm the tires, while Chen Xiangbei sat in the cockpit, waiting for the team’s instructions.

About a minute later, Odetto seized the gap in track traffic, and the start signal light turned green, indicating that Chen Xiangbei could exit the pit immediately.

"Brother Bei, good luck!"

"Mr. Xiang Bei, don’t feel too pressured. Just do your best."

"Bei, believe in yourself. You are the best."

"Bei, for HRT!"

Cheers of encouragement resounded, as the crew members encouraged Chen Xiangbei before the start.

They all knew what falling behind meant at this crucial moment in the championship fight, and how much pressure it put on a rookie.

But the crew members did not expect perfection. They knew Chen Xiangbei had already done his best. Even if the final result wasn’t ideal, Bei was still that racing prodigy on the track.

"For HRT!"

This time, instead of just smiling it off, Chen Xiangbei shouted this slogan along with them.

"For HRT" was actually an underlying expression of doing it for them.

He knew what the crew members were hoping for and understood the honor and significance of a championship team.

Perhaps the road to contention would be tough, but he wouldn’t let this group of team members, who silently supported him, down.

With those words, the number 13 car darted out of the garage like a flash of lightning, performing routine tire warming and then crossing the line dynamically from the start.

In the broadcast footage, the HRT racing car appeared like a "black lightning," sounding the charge horn for the qualifying session.

At this moment, Chen Xiangbei didn’t maintain the low profile from the practice sessions but directly switched into "full throttle" mode, combining his past efforts and Trulli’s track experience.

This F1 crown circuit of Monaco, I can conquer it too!

T1 turn, T2 turn, T3 turn...

Just like last night’s conversation with Trulli, Chen Xiangbei corrected some of his past flaws and imperfections in each corner, no longer making unnecessary corrections and slides.

The entire cornering trajectory was vastly different from before.

As one by one, the corner speed sensors transmitted Chen Xiangbei’s data to the race control center and then to each team’s pit wall, even the seasoned professionals had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Can a driver really transform overnight?