F1: Absolute Car Feel

Chapter 111 Have you ever been to school?
As the two walked out of the Mercedes headquarters, they were given a rare glimpse of the United Kingdom's sky. A bright moon hung in the sky, and the lights on the buildings below twinkled like stars. The chirping of insects filled the air.

Sid's face was already frozen from smiling, but he still couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth.

He was now clutching his briefcase tightly to his chest, the briefcase he usually carried.

"I never expected the seats to be decided like this!" The hoarse voice was full of excitement.

In the contract, Mercedes promised to conduct practice sessions at the Japanese Grand Prix, and based on Wu Shi's performance, they would make further arrangements.

As for how many complex struggles and tugs will it take to get the seats settled smoothly, that's not something we should be thinking about now.

Of course, the contract also contains a breach of contract clause. If Wu Shi does not choose them, the penalty for breach of contract is as high as ten million euros!

This was clearly designed to prevent Wu Shi from breaching the contract, and in return, Mercedes' breach of contract penalty was as high as 15 million euros, which was the sincerity that Niki Lauda said she would offer.

Wu Shi was extremely grateful to the old man. He was originally just a third-place driver, but he fought his way up to the Williams seat and is now competing for a Mercedes seat.

“It looks like we need to find a way to terminate the contract with Rafa,” Sid said.

"Ah."

Because the breach of contract clauses required reciprocity, Sid tried hard to negotiate this aspect to avoid Lafayette defaulting, but unexpectedly, it has now become a constraint on him.

"Wouldn't it be fine if we just didn't win?" Wu Shi said after thinking for a while.

"Huh? That's the championship! How can you give it up for something like that?" Sid was puzzled. Every championship is a huge honor, how could this guy just give it up like that?

Moreover, wouldn't giving up like this be somewhat contrary to the spirit of competition?

“We already have six at home, and there are still a bunch of go-kart trophies. Aunt Martina has complained that there are too many trophies and that we need to prepare a special storage room to store them.”

Wu Shi seemed indifferent, not because he didn't care about honor, but because he was also human and could be lazy.

He really didn't want to experience another chase through Hogheimlin!
The feeling of being completely drained, both physically and mentally, was unpleasant. If it weren't for the effective ibuprofen, the headache that occurred at night would have kept him awake and unable to fall asleep, which was simply torture.

So when I think of Hogheimer's circuit, my mind resists it very strongly.

"These honors may be commonplace for you, but I still hope you will take them seriously."

Sid suddenly spoke up, and after noticing Wu Shi's gaze, he added, "I'm not criticizing you, I'm just passing on what I believe to be the right values ​​to you."

“Yes, I know.” Wu Shi didn’t say anything. When faced with the value teachings of elders, arguing is not a wise choice.

Wu Shi and Xi De took a night flight directly to France because they were going to start preparing for practice and qualifying on Friday.

The Pau circuit is a street circuit within a street circuit. The track is narrow and cramped, and even qualifying is divided into two groups to prevent congestion.

“I’ve only ever seen the Pyrenees Mountains in geography textbooks before,” Wu Shi said.

"Hmm?" Sid asked, puzzled.

"what happened?"

"Have you ever been to school? Just say you've seen it in a textbook."

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Damn it, I'm powerless to refute that statement.

“I didn’t study much; I’m just a teacher,” Wu Shi said.

"What do you mean?"

“We call the uneducated illiterates. This is how illiterate is written,” Wu Shi wrote on the paper bag. “Look, this is how you write ‘zhangyu’ (丈育).

Wu Shi wrote two more characters.

"Wow, isn't this the same?"

“Yes, that’s the same, so you’re illiterate too, hahaha.” Wu Shi laughed.

"Aren't these the same set of words?" Sid looked completely bewildered.

“Of course not, look at these places,” Wu Shi explained.

“Oh, it’s actually quite interesting, like words made up of similar letters,” Sid said.

"Alright, enough joking around, I need to go prepare for the competition," Wu Shi said.

"Okay, keep it up. After your spot is confirmed on Thursday, I'll have time to watch your matches."

There are two practice matches on Friday morning, at 11:10 and 11:55 respectively.

"Wu, be careful, this track is very narrow and winding. Even if you've tried it in the simulator, you still need to be very careful to control your speed," Alan reminded him.

"clear."

The Pau circuit has a total of sixteen turns. In some narrow sections, it's like a two-way street. The latter half is winding and twisting, and if you're not careful, you'll end up on the wall. It's quite similar to Monaco!

Or rather, all street races are like this: there's no buffer zone, and if an accident happens, you're out of the race.

What impressed Wu Shi most about the track was its insignificant overall shape; from above, it looked like a floating ghost.

It's impossible to avoid accidents on this track, even during practice sessions.

Wu Shi drove his vehicle onto the track with extreme caution, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

He had never driven on this track before, and the limited practice time in the simulator was far from enough for him to become familiar with it. Not to mention, the data in the simulator for small teams was too different from reality to be of any use for braking data.

You'll learn how to run this track through these two practice sessions.

In the first few laps, Wu Shi drove very slowly as he gradually adapted to the terrain. At the same time, the car's data also needed to be adjusted accordingly. He communicated with the team while driving, and asked the team to record the situation.

After two practice sessions, Pan Zi achieved the fastest lap in the first session, while Ao Kang did in the second. Wu Shi's speed advantage was not very significant.

So, as soon as the practice match ended, Wu Shi took off his helmet, eager to enjoy some French cuisine, only to be surrounded by reporters.

"Hey Wu, we see you seem to be struggling a lot. Is it because you're not used to street racing?"

“I haven’t raced on this track before, so I’m not very familiar with it, but I don’t feel like I’m struggling,” Wu Shi said frankly.

"Oh! I hope you do well in qualifying! Your outstanding performance last weekend already amazed everyone. What are your plans for next year?"

Reporters are eager to know information about Wu Shi and the F1 team, especially since some reporters photographed him entering and leaving Mercedes headquarters with his agent yesterday.

Wu Shi was unaware that his itinerary had been exposed. He was very busy and didn't have much time to check his phone.

"It's only May now, it's too early to talk about next year," Wu Shi shrugged, declining further interviews.

After changing their clothes, they called Verstappen, Foucault, and a few others and headed to the hotel.

(End of this chapter)