On Saturday night, Zhang Yifei's pole position lap time shook the world again, and even many car talk shows made a special supplement to discuss how he managed to drive so fast?

At the same time, there has also been a complete reversal of public opinion about this closing battle, don't look at the home of the East China Sea Circuit, it seems that all of them are supporters of Zhang Yifei, and he looks like he is winning.

In fact, from a global perspective, the vast majority of people still believe that Schumacher will win the title race.

After all, this is his seventh championship match, and he has won four of them, and countless top drivers have lost in the confrontation with Schumacher.

But with a pole position lead of 0.3 seconds in the end, even non-professional fans can understand that this is not a lap time of the same class. Zhang Yifei has always shown absolute control of the East China Sea circuit, Schumacher did not break the rule of the Chinese kid, maybe this final battle is a glorious moment for Zhang Yifei.

Zhang Yifei, who returned to the pit pit, was naturally warmly congratulated by the crew members, and even the technician team led by Charlie directly "lifted" Zhang Yifei out of the car, and then celebrated by throwing high.

However, this "dangerous" way was quickly stopped by Prost, because above the car pit, there are many lines and brackets, in case Zhang Yifei is thrown up and hit, and there is any "work injury" that affects the race, it can really become the most psychedelic celebration in F1 history.

The only person who didn't participate in the celebration was Kossel, who was standing on the sidelines, looking at Zhang Yifei with deep eyes.

Maybe this pole position lap time is more shocking to Zhang Yifei's speed and strength for others, but for Korcel, the race engineer who knows Zhang Yifei best, the impact is unimaginably fierce.

It can even be said that it broke Cosell's perception of his profession and his understanding of Zhang Yifei.

It's like a classmate you get along with every day, you know everything about your usual grades, and one day he suddenly became the first in the school, and he pressed the second in the school to the ground and rubbed it, I'm afraid I have to give birth to a feeling of doubting life.

Now Cosell's state of mind is actually similar to this.

The end of qualifying meant the end of the day, the spectators began to take a stand, and the crew members of the pit pits, in addition to the necessary technicians for post-race testing, were ready to return to the hotel and wait for tomorrow's race.

Zhang Yifei cleaned up briefly, and then walked out of the pit with Yamamoto Youkyo and a few people and walked in the direction of the track parking lot.

However, when Zhang Yifei walked out of the exit of the maintenance station, he unexpectedly saw two familiar faces, He Ziling and her brother He Lang, looking at him from a distance.

"Yifei-kun, are you friends?"

Faced with Zhang Yifei suddenly stopping and looking at a man and a woman at the exit, Yamamoto Ukyo probably guessed that it should be an acquaintance, so he asked.

"Well, you guys get in the car first, I'll go over later."

"Okay."

Yamamoto Ukyo didn't say much, nodded and turned away with Junko Takeda and a few others, leaving some private space for Zhang Yifei.

This time in the East China Sea Grand Prix, because the time was too tense, Zhang Yifei did not get together with some old friends first as he usually did when he returned to China.

Moreover, Zhang Yifei's friends are almost all in the racing circle, and they also know that Zhang Yifei did not have this time before the game, so they did not come to disturb, for fear of affecting his racing state.

So now that he suddenly saw He Ziling and He Lang appear here, Zhang Yifei was still very surprised.

Walking over alone, as the distance got closer and closer, especially looking at He Ziling, Zhang Yifei's heartbeat accelerated irrepressibly, even surpassing when he was in the qualifying match.

It can be said that the only friend he has not seen for more than a year is He Ziling. On the one hand, it is because the two people don't have the right time, and on the other hand, Zhang Yifei has an indescribable escape in his heart, and he seems to be afraid of seeing He Ziling.

The ignorant throbbing of his student days may be the most romantic and memorable, Zhang Yifei cannot be regarded as a pure student in his life, but he entered the society early in his last life, and he has not experienced this kind of throbbing youth.

For Zhang Yifei, He Ziling represents his throbbing "youth", as beautiful and unforgettable as his first love, but in this world, how many people can go to the end of their first love, and is it really suitable in life?

Zhang Yifei knows very well that He Ziling is the kind of traditional Chinese girl, without Sophia's wildness and independence, she needs long-term companionship. And this is exactly what Zhang Yifei can't give, reliving a lifetime makes Zhang Yifei shoulder too much responsibility and belief, he has to fight for Chinese racing.

Just like Senna's choice back then, he stayed in Brazil and accompanied his wife. Or do you want to leave everything behind and stay in the UK and pursue your racing dreams?

Many things in the real world can't have the best of both worlds, He Ziling needs to wait not for a day or two, it may be a year, two years or even longer, but Zhang Yifei's footsteps will not stop, he is always on the way to conquer the world.

Riders don't need women, and many times in later generations, it seems like a joke or a joke, but when it is put into a real professional driver, many times it becomes a reality.

When he was at the airport, Zhang Yifei hesitated for a long time, and finally said to He Ziling, I'm sorry, I can't afford to lose.

He believed that He Ziling understood what it meant, and he also understood that he had made a choice.

At the same time, Zhang Yifei also said that the next time he stands in front of He Ziling, he will definitely be the world champion!

A year has passed, Zhang Yifei has not yet become a world champion, but he can't be regarded as breaking his promise, he is already standing at the door of the world champion, only one step away!

"The pole position was very good, I was right about you."

He Lang opened his mouth to say a word, and did not regard Zhang Yifei as a world-class F1 driver, but a friend of Guangshen.

"It's a bit hard to get a driver like me wrong."

"You kid, you don't know how to be modest."

He Lang smiled and punched Zhang Yifei in the chest, after so many years, he still has this confident atmosphere.

But this is Zhang Yifei, after all, when he was still running on the street, he refused his request, you must know that the Yanjing Subaru team is the top team in China, and ordinary professional drivers are not qualified to enter, this kid can't look down on it.

"Actually, I'm already very humble."

Zhang Yifei also replied with a smile, it is true that compared with the arrogance abroad in the rookie season, Zhang Yifei is now a lot more modest, at least he did not provoke at every turn.

Of course, this is also related to the improvement of status, in this world, there are few people who can afford Zhang Yifei to take the initiative to provoke.

"Okay, you and my sister haven't seen each other for a long time, let's say a few words to my old classmates."

After He Lang said this, he glanced at Zhang Yifei, and then walked to the side, leaving plenty of space for Zhang Yifei and He Ziling.

Looking at He Ziling in front of her, she was the same as she was back then, habitually biting her lip when she was nervous.

She had a lot of things in her heart that she wanted to say to Zhang Yifei, but when she really stood in front of her, she didn't know what to say, and she couldn't say anything. The two of them knew the stranger they knew best, and the window paper had not been pierced at the beginning, but now it seemed to be getting thicker and thicker.

"Long time no see."

Zhang Yifei was still smiling, and spoke first.

"yes, long time no see."

When He Ziling said this, her tone was a little embarrassed, she didn't expect that it would take so long to say goodbye.

Even in my heart, I have complained about Zhang Yifei many times, why don't you come to see yourself?

"How are you doing?"

"It's good."

"You've changed a lot."

Zhang Yifei looked at He Ziling in front of him and subconsciously said this sentence.

Compared with the original youthful ponytail, now He Ziling has coiled her hair and has some light makeup on her face.

The fluttering dress in white has become a relatively mature windbreaker, just like the time that has passed in high school, He Ziling cannot be a campus girl forever, she will become a woman after all.

"You still haven't changed much."

He Ziling looked at Zhang Yifei and replied.

is still a capable hairstyle, and the familiar Prost team uniform is still on his body, as if two years of time have not left the slightest trace on Zhang Yifei's body.

Maybe the only thing that has changed is the temperament on his body, without the shyness and childishness of a boy, more like a confident man.

Zhang Yifei smiled when he heard it, it is true that he has devoted himself to racing in the past few years, and basically there has not been much change.

"Why did you get over today?"

"Actually, I've been there for the past two days."

"Really? Then why don't you give me a call, I can arrange a VIP viewing room with you. ”

"What about you, have you ever thought of giving me a call?"

Zhang Yifei originally just wanted to find a topic to say a few words, but he didn't expect He Ziling to change his conversation and ask such a sentence.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Zhang Yifei stared at He Ziling's eyes and replied, "Yes." ”

"Really?"

Zhang Yifei could clearly see that He Ziling's eyes couldn't hide the surprise.

"Well, I said that the next time you see me, it's going to be a World Champion standing in front of you!"

This is Zhang Yifei's promise at the beginning, and it is also what he wants to think about the future direction of his life after winning the world championship.

At least at that time, he was able to let go of the heavy responsibilities and hopes on his shoulders and live for himself.

"I've been waiting for this day and looking forward to you becoming a real driver flying. But I was wondering, is there anything else you want to say to me other than the World Championship? ”

He Ziling understood from beginning to end that Zhang Yifei put everything he had on the racing car.

She is waiting for the day when Zhang Yifei will become famous, but she just wants to know what Zhang Yifei's children's love will be when this day comes, and He Ziling has been waiting for this answer.

In the face of this question, Zhang Yifei was silent again, after all, people are emotional animals many times, compared to He Ziling's initial throbbing, Sophia is the one who gave long-term companionship.

Even when she was at her most critical, she used her father's relationship to help herself a few times.

But Zhang Yifei also understands that he may not be so suitable for Sophia, after all, although his behavior is very Western-style, he is still Chinese in his bones.

Sophia can be a best friend, or even say a shameless word, it is very suitable to be a lover, but it does not quite meet the standard of a wife in Zhang Yifei's heart. After all, the Latin girl is hot and wild, and if she really wants to start a family and live, it is estimated that she will have a headache.

However, Zhang Yifei is not a scumbag at all, and he has hesitated in his emotional choice, but he has always maintained the bottom line of being a gentleman and stopping at courtesy for the two women.

Even Zhang Yifei thought that it would be nice to be able to concentrate the advantages of two people, but forget it when you think about it, everyone has a different personality, and when the same is perfect, there is no sense of reality.

"Fly, tomorrow is the race, go back to the hotel early."

Prost's voice came, and he and the members of the strategy team left the pit at this time, preparing to go to the hotel where they were staying.

It just so happened that Zhang Yifei blocked He Ziling's figure far away, so Prost saw that Zhang Yifei couldn't get into the car, and it was a little inexplicable for him to stand in place alone, so he shouted.

"The team strategy team is here, I have to go back to the hotel first to prepare for tomorrow's race."

Hearing Zhang Yifei's words, He Ziling's face was vaguely disappointed, after all, he still didn't give himself an answer.

However, He Ziling also knows very well that this world champion is the goal that Zhang Yifei has pursued over the years, and even the kind that gambles with his life.

So she nodded and replied, "Then you go back first, and come on for tomorrow's race!" ”

"Don't worry, I said that I will definitely stand in front of you as a world champion."

"Well, I'll wait!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yifei smiled at He Ziling, then turned around and walked towards the team's strategy group.

After walking a few steps, Zhang Yifei suddenly stopped his steps, stood in place without looking back, and said: "Actually, I have a lot of things I want to say to you." ”

He Ziling, who was originally a little depressed, had a flash of light in his eyes when he heard this.

"I see, I've been waiting!"

Zhang Yifei waved his hand, but still didn't look back.

Sitting on the convoy bus, Zhang Yifei was still thinking about He Ziling, but suddenly found that Korcel looked at him with a strange expression.

The character of this old German man has always been more direct than himself, and he belongs to the kind of person who has nothing to say and is not afraid of offending people at all, why is this expression so strange today?

"Cosell, what are you trying to say?"

Zhang Yifei couldn't help but take the initiative to ask.

"I want to say something, let's talk about it when I get back to the hotel."

"Okay."

Zhang Yifei nodded and didn't say anything more, at this time the bus started to start, and he saw two figures from a distance, still standing in place.