Speed ​​God

Chapter 69 Ready
"Baby, baby, baby, oh..."

Baby, baby, baby, no…

Over and over again, it was like a demonic chant being instilled in his brain. Borrepeller paused, then thought, wait, that's—

Is it Justin Bieber's catchy hit "Baby"?
what happened?

Borrepeller turned and pushed open the door, leaning out to see Russell connecting his phone to a Bluetooth speaker, his hands raised high, seemingly enjoying the music, which just happened to be playing that song; but throughout the entire P room, everyone's eyes were subtly drifting over to Lu Zhizhou, secretly observing his expression.

Borrepeller simply wouldn't believe this wasn't a prank targeting Lu Zhizhou.

In today's free practice session, Lu Zhizhou remained calm and composed throughout, and the same was true for the second quantitative session. He kept exploring and researching, and although his lap time improved slightly, he still failed to make it into the top ten in the end.

Originally, it was just a practice session and not worth mentioning. Everyone knows that the purpose of practice sessions is to familiarize oneself with the track and adjust the car. No one is chasing lap times. Moreover, this is the season opener, and everything is still in the break-in period. The rankings in practice sessions have no reference value.

However, Lu Zhizhou's situation is slightly different.

An outsider was exceptionally added to the team, and he remained silent throughout the offseason. Today, he finally made his appearance and completely overturned expectations. He is a real troublemaker.

As a result, this is it?
His performance in the free practice session seems to prove once again that Lu Zhizhou, who looks like a baby, is also a newborn baby in terms of track performance.

And so, this scene unfolded before their eyes; they were waiting for Lu Zhizhou.

However, Russell looked completely focused, seemingly just enjoying the music and not targeting anyone. Whoever got hurt, that was their responsibility.

Beside him, Han Shilong, who was about to leave the paddock, looked at Russell, closed his eyes, and swayed his shoulders to the melody, completely immersed in the music. He believed that Russell was an excellent actor and very convincing, but he couldn't do it. He almost lost his composure, and the corners of his mouth were almost uncontrollable.

Without realizing it, Han Shilong turned to look at Lu Zhizhou, wondering how the baby would respond.

Lu Zhizhou had just finished work and was starving. He was pondering his dinner options when he saw this scene. He paused, his dark eyes quickly scanning the entire room. He captured the atmosphere from the tightly closed mouth and evasive gaze. The lingering music was very impactful.

"Baby, baby, baby, oh..."

Lu Zhizhou's lips curled up slightly, a smile following the graceful curve into his eyes. He gently raised his chin and said meaningfully.

"You have excellent taste in music, George."

After saying that, he turned and walked away without stopping, leaving the entire P room in a state of astonishment. Even Borrepeller, who was about to speak up to stop the farce in front of him, was stunned.

Brush brush.

All eyes were drawn to Russell, shifting from Lu Zhizhou.

Russell's eyes widened. "...I didn't...I didn't...no..."

The next second, his explanation was interrupted by a burst of wild laughter. Han Shilong was so overwhelmed that he patted Russell on the shoulder and rode away on his scooter.

Russell stood there, staring at his phone and Bluetooth speaker, utterly dejected.

Unlike Friday, GP3 started their busy day early Saturday morning, as it was their turn after the third F1 free practice session.

Qualifying.

Because F1 qualifying was also held on Saturday, when Lu Zhizhou arrived at the paddock early, the stands were already packed with enthusiastic fans. Judging from their hoarse voices and sweaty faces, they had probably already had their rounds of celebration and warmed up. In the bustling crowd, Lu Zhizhou was truly ordinary; even with his Asian face, he didn't attract much attention.

Then a shout came from the stands, like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

"Lu! Zhi! Zhou!"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

Lu Zhizhou reflexively turned his head to look, and in the dense crowd, a figure held up a card high in his hand.

"Lu Zhizhou, pole position!"

Upon closer inspection, it was none other than Lorenzo Moretti.

Clearly, Lorenzo was not going to miss the historic moment when Lu Zhizhou stepped onto the paddock, and was eager to witness Lu Zhizhou amaze the paddock bigwigs.

Lu Zhizhou chuckled, turned to face Lorenzo, leaned back slightly, and jumped lightly, making a backward layup motion. His graceful and leisurely posture shone brightly under the sun, making Lorenzo laugh heartily and wave his cards and shout with abandon.

However, this scene, witnessed by Matteo Vitale who was standing not far away, was like seeing a ghost, his face filled with terror.

Matteo looked at that figure. Half a year had passed in the blink of an eye. He thought he had long forgotten that night, but he never expected that with just one glance, the shame and pain that had been dormant deep in his memory would instantly surface, baring its fangs and claws, and devouring him in the blink of an eye.

Matteo couldn't believe his eyes and turned to Lorenzo in disbelief: What's that guy doing here?
To their surprise, Lorenzo looked over with a broad smile. "Surprise!"

Matteo instantly transformed into that painting, "Shouting," "Ah!"

Lu Zhizhou didn't miss this scene. He laughed heartily, his mood brightened, and all his tension dissipated into the air as he strode towards the P room.

In the midst of focused busyness, I was completely unaware of the passage of time, and didn't even have time to watch the third F1 free practice session before I had to prepare to take the track.

In GP3 qualifying, it's a 30-minute, all-in-one race with no segmented elimination. Drivers can freely choose when to enter the race and how long to stay on the track. There are no restrictions; all you need to do is set the fastest lap time possible within the allotted time.

Like F1 tires, GP3 tires are supplied by Pirelli. They have three sets of dry tires and two sets of wet tires for the entire weekend, covering all events from qualifying to the race and sprint. Drivers are allowed to change tires during qualifying, but they only have these tires for the entire weekend, so how to allocate and use them is crucial.

That's why qualifying also requires strategy. Starting now, you need to plan for the whole weekend, especially since tires are severely worn out on the Barcelona circuit. If you rush without a strategy, it will become more and more difficult as the race weekend progresses.

Generally speaking, drivers tend to prefer to start later in the race because the track is "cleaned up" and the temperature is right, which is conducive to the driver achieving the best results.

However, this is not a segmented elimination race, but a race that goes all the way to the end, which means that all nineteen cars are crowded on the track, causing traffic jams.

Just like traffic jams in daily life, racetracks can also be congested. How to achieve a breakthrough in a relatively "open" track requires calculation, observation, and planning. Race engineers and drivers must maintain constant communication; otherwise, encountering slow cars or traffic jams would be a disaster.

If all drivers want to compete in the second half of the race, traffic congestion could become another variable, and they might not be able to perform at their full potential.

The planning and strategy had already begun before the race car even set off.

At 12:25, the GP3 qualifying session officially turned green.

　This is the second update for today. Thank you again to all my readers for your support! I am deeply grateful! Thank you everyone!
　　
　
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