F1: In Ferrari, Schumacher at the start.

"Good afternoon, viewers and racing fans! Welcome to the live broadcast of the 2024 F1 World Championship Chinese Grand Prix sprint qualifying session, brought to you by Five Star Sports! I'm Li Bing!"

"Good afternoon everyone, I'm Brother Fei."

In the live broadcast, although there were a few clouds floating above the Shanghai International Circuit, the sun was still shining brightly and the temperature on the track was gradually rising.

The stands were already a sea of ​​red and blue, with the five-star red flag waving in the wind, creating a very enthusiastic atmosphere.

"Today is absolutely an exciting day!" Li Bing's voice was filled with undisguised excitement. "After five years, F1 has finally returned to Shanghai! Moreover, this is the first time we've seen two official Chinese drivers at the same time on home soil—Lin Feng, driving for the Williams team, and Zhou Guanyu, driving for the Kickstarter team!"

"That's right, Brother Bing," Fei Ge added with a smile. "And the hunting grounds are star-studded today. We saw quite a few familiar faces in the footage the director just showed. It seems everyone is here to cheer on Lin Feng and Guan Yu."

The broadcast then cut to the Williams team's pit garage at just the right moment.

Unlike the usual tense and serious atmosphere where mechanics are buried in their work, today the P room was filled with laughter and joy, almost like a high-class social party.

The most eye-catching person was Gu Ailing, who was standing in the corner talking quietly with He Muni.

She wore a casual jacket today, paired with a simple white T-shirt and jeans. Her tall figure and sunny temperament made her stand out in the crowd. Although she was wearing a black baseball cap, it couldn't hide her youthful face.

"Muni, do you think Lin Feng's car can make it into the top ten today?" Gu Ailing leaned closer to He Muni, her big eyes fixed on the No. 28 race car in the center of the garage, which was undergoing its final checks.

"Don't worry, you know his strength, don't you?" He Muni smiled and patted Gu Ailing's shoulder.

Just as the two were chatting, a small commotion came from the entrance of the P room.

Lin Feng, dressed in a sharp racing suit, was smiling and talking to a girl.

The girl had long, jet-black hair, wore an elegant dress, and was holding a small autograph book in her hand.

It is none other than Ouyang Nana, a well-known actress in China.

"Lin Feng, your performance in Suzuka last time was so cool!" Ouyang Nana's voice was sweet, her eyes sparkling with admiration. "I'm a huge fan of yours, can I get your autograph today?"

"Of course, no problem." Lin Feng readily accepted the autograph book and signed his name in a flourish. "Thanks for your support, but the track noise is too loud, so you'll have to wear earplugs."

"It's okay, I love this deafening sound!" Ouyang Nana laughed as she took the notebook. "Good luck in the competition later! I'll be screaming for you!"

"Thank you for your kind words." Lin Feng smiled and nodded.

This scene was witnessed by Gu Ailing, who was not far away. Gu Ailing, who was chatting and laughing with He Muni, froze instantly.

Watching Lin Feng and Ouyang Nana chatting happily, she suddenly felt a pang of inexplicable sourness welling up inside her.

"Hmph, big bad wolf." Gu Ailing muttered under her breath, crossing her arms and pouting unconsciously.

He Muni saw through Gu Ailing's little scheme at a glance.

She suppressed a laugh and deliberately leaned in to sniff: "Oh dear, why do I suddenly smell vinegar? Did someone spill some Shanxi aged vinegar?"

"No way! I didn't!" Gu Ailing immediately retorted, but two blushes involuntarily crept onto her cheeks. "I just felt... I felt he was talking so much today!"

"Hahaha, he was just relaxing before the race." He Muni laughed heartily. "But don't worry, Lin Feng is a straight man. I doubt he can think of anything else besides the steering wheel."

"Who cares what he's pretending for!" Gu Ailing turned her head away angrily, but her eyes couldn't help but glance at Lin Feng.

At this moment, the broadcast camera switched to the other side.

"Hey! Look who's here, everyone!" Li Bing's voice suddenly rose.

In the video, a middle-aged man with silver hair strode into Williams' pit lane. He was none other than Ma Qinghua, a famous racing driver in China and Lin Feng's former karting coach!

"Little Lin! If you don't make it into Q3 today, don't blame me for hitting you with a tire!" Ma Qinghua gave Lin Feng a solid bear hug right away.

"Coach Ma, what brings you here?" Lin Feng exclaimed in surprise. "Don't worry, I could drive this car into the top ten with my eyes closed!"

"Good lad, still as arrogant as ever!" Ma Qinghua laughed heartily. "But I like it! Today is our home turf, don't embarrass the Chinese! Show that same spirit you had in Jeddah!"

"No problem, please prepare the champagne!"

Just then, a figure wearing a Sauber team fluorescent green racing suit strolled over from the adjacent pit lane.

The other protagonist today is Zhou Guanyu.

"Hey, it's lively here." Zhou Guanyu walked over with a smile, greeted Ma Qinghua, and then turned to Lin Feng, "Brother, don't be too fierce later, leave me a way out."

"Brother Guanyu, what you're saying is true, everyone relies on their own abilities." Lin Feng laughed and punched Zhou Guanyu on the shoulder. "But seriously, the wind on this track is a bit strong, is your car's downforce okay?"

"It's alright, I can barely hold them off." Zhou Guanyu shrugged. "Today's our home court, we have to give it our all."

Seeing that the time was right, Gu Ailing took a deep breath, adjusted her hat, and strode straight toward Lin Feng.

"Hey, tractor mechanic!" Gu Ailing walked up behind Lin Feng and patted him on the shoulder without any politeness.

Lin Feng turned around, saw it was Gu Ailing, paused for a moment, then revealed a teasing smile: "Oh, isn't this our Olympic champion? What brings you here to inspect our work today?"

"I came all this way just to see how you managed to get into the top three," Gu Ailing said, raising her chin. "But seeing how happy you were chatting earlier, I thought you were here for a fan meeting."

"There's nothing I can do about it, being handsome is such a hassle," Lin Feng said shamelessly, shrugging his shoulders.

"Tch, stop bragging." Gu Ailing rolled her eyes at him. "Don't forget what you promised me."

"It's a deal." Lin Feng smiled and extended his fist.

Gu Ailing pursed her lips, but still extended her fist and lightly touched it with his.

This scene was once again captured by the sharp-eyed broadcast cameras.

"Wow, it seems our Lin Feng is not only a fast driver, but also quite popular with the opposite sex!" Fei Ge joked in the live stream. "Even our Winter Olympics champion, Gu Ailing, came to cheer him on."

Li Bing chuckled and added, "This is just mutual respect among the younger generation of athletes. Alright, viewers, the countdown to the qualifying sprint has begun! The track will be cleared soon!"

The atmosphere in the P room instantly became tense, and the celebrities and guests who were just chatting and laughing retreated to the outside of the safety line.

Lin Feng put away his smile, took the helmet and HANS system handed to him by the mechanic, and skillfully put them on with the help of the engineer.

"Paul, is the engine warm-up complete?" Lin Feng sat in the cockpit and pressed the radio button.

"Everything's ready, Lin. The track temperature is currently 38 degrees Celsius, and the wind direction is a bit erratic. Watch out for the tailwind at Turn 14," Paul's voice came through the radio.

"receive."