In the face of Zhang Yifei's aggressive momentum, Emir was shocked for a moment.

However, he quickly reacted, and not to be outdone, he stood up to Zhang Yifei and said, "That's right, I just don't accept you!" ”

"Good, I thought you'd be as scared to admit it as a girl."

"Since you are not convinced, then I will convince you!"

Zhang Yifei is still staring at Emir with momentum, the official driver should have the identity and status of the official driver, today the Emir can provoke himself at any time, so tomorrow to change a test driver, can you also do the same?

The identity of the Chinese drivers, coupled with the fact that the "triple jump" does not have enough results to prove, there is always a trace of contempt in the team.

Zhang Yifei is not interested in everyone to explain it, and he is even more lazy to brag about how strong he is, the best way is to use someone to establish his authority.

Emir is so unconvinced, then use his strength to convince him, and at the same time let others also see, I Zhang Yifei can "triple jump" to become an F1 driver, not by any sponsorship and luck, but by real skills!

"Fly, what do you want to do?"

Prost asked with a serious question, it seems that he is too indulgent, not only the various laxities of the technician team, but even the rookie drivers, have they started to do things?

"Boss, didn't you decide to compete with the No. 1 driver? Since you have this competitive plan, why don't you just play a big game and take out the official driver's position to compete? ”

"Are you going to compete with Emir for the official driver's position? Don't forget, you're already an official driver of the Prost team. ”

Prost reminded Zhang Yifei that if he competed in this way, it would be equivalent to Zhang Yifei betting on where to bet on his official driver's seat, which was not a wise choice.

"Of course I haven't forgotten."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yifei looked at the emir and asked, "How is it, do you want to get the position of the official driver?" ”

"Hmph, as long as you dare to compete, what do I dare not do."

Emir did not hesitate at all, anyway, he has no chance to be an official driver now, since Zhang Yifei is willing to take the initiative to compete, he naturally can't ask for it.

"Of course I dare, now it's up to you to see if you dare."

"What do you mean?"

The emir heard what Zhang Yifei said, so he asked rhetorically.

"I'm going to put out the official driver's seat to compete, and you're going to have to make a decent bet. Well, I'll lose a bit, and if I lose, you can become a full-fledged driver for Team Prost. But you're going to lose, and I have only one request, and that's to disappear from front of me. ”

Zhang Yifei's request is very simple, that is, if the emir loses, get out of the Prost team, he looks at this kind of yin and yang person and is an eyesore!

"Yifei-kun, don't be impulsive!"

Yamamoto Ukyo couldn't help but persuade, this kind of competition, seriously speaking, the bets between the two sides are not aligned, and the preciousness of the seat of the official driver is more important than the test driver contract!

Zhang Yifei naturally knew what Yamamoto Youkyo was worried about, but he didn't care about these details.

"Don't worry, I'll eat him!"

Zhang Yifei said domineeringly, not taking the emir in his eyes at all.

The reason is also very simple, to become an F1 driver, you want to go on the track and compete with the best 20 people in the world for that only championship title.

If you can't even win with a test driver for a small team, there's no need to go into the F1 paddock to compete for the drivers' championship, lest you be embarrassed!

"No problem, I've taken the bet. If I lose, leave Prost, and you lose, give up the official driver's seat and honestly be my substitute! ”

"Then you don't even have a chance to be a substitute."

Zhang Yifei replied disdainfully.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yifei directly focused on Alaisi next to him.

Seeing Zhang Yifei's move, everyone in the team began to get nervous, this Chinese kid shouldn't be trying to make any trouble with Alessi.

You must know that Alesi is not a soft persimmon, and the same rookie driver Heidfeld before just disagreed with Alesi, causing the two to collide hard.

As a result, everyone knows that fighting directly in the pit station can be described as restless.

The team members have experienced it once, and they don't want to go through it a second time. It's just that judging from the current situation, this Chinese newcomer is not only not a soft persimmon, but on the contrary, he is still a thorn.

"Alessi, how about a bet between the two of us?"

"Oh, what do you want to bet with me?"

Alessi had a playful smile on her face at the moment, but there was a faint disdain in her tone.

Just like Emir's previous dissatisfaction, Alessi also has a kind of contempt for Zhang Yifei in his heart, thinking that he is not worthy of competing with him for the No. 1 driver spot.

It's just that Alessi is an "old fritter" in the car world after all, not as young as Emir, and many things have not been shown prematurely.

"The two of us already have a competition for the number one driver, so why don't we make a bet now and get a wingman?"

Zhang Yifei actually doesn't like the arrangement of wingmen from the bottom of his heart, whether he is a wingman himself, or let his opponent be a wingman or cannon fodder, it is not within Zhang Yifei's consideration.

He prefers to be on the track, using his strength to defeat all opponents, and enjoy the thrill of victory brought by speed and passion.

At the same time, Zhang Yifei also understands that in the F1 team, teammates are often the biggest opponents. But the premise of becoming an opponent is at least the identity of a teammate.

An F1 team is absolutely not competitive if it can't maintain even basic unity. Just like this year's Prost team, after the atmosphere is gone, everyone has no desire to win, and slowly resigned themselves to the chaos.

Zhang Yifei's dream has always been to stand on the highest podium or something, and F1 is a team game, which requires everyone in the team to work together and twist into a rope to achieve enough championship competitiveness.

If you can't achieve the same unity as a true teammate, at least you have to achieve the kind of absolute obedience of your superiors and subordinates, and your teammates won't stumble on the track.

Alessi is not a fuel-efficient lamp, Zhang Yifei is very clear about this. Even if he wins in the end and becomes the No. 1 driver, there may be a lot of trouble in the future.

In order to put an end to these troubles, Zhang Yifei simply struck while the iron was hot today, using the identity of the wingman as a bet in exchange for the absolute obedience of the other party and avoiding various disagreements and disputes in the future F1 field.

As it happens, Alessi is also a strong man who also needs absolute obedience from his team-mates on the track. Special is a newcomer like Zhang Yifei, if he points fingers in front of him, it is absolutely unacceptable.

"Okay, then we'll bet on wingman identity."

Alessi said with a relaxed face, he still didn't regard Zhang Yifei as his opponent, and at the same time added.

"But bet on my wingman, you'd better win against the emir."

"You don't have to worry about that."

Zhang Yifei also replied with a smile, he was waiting for Alessi's words!

"Now that it's all decided, the winter training period is over, and the three of us will run one run on this track!"

After reaching the bet, Zhang Yifei turned around and went into the pit lounge, ready to take a shower and change into his regular clothes.

At the same time, the team members also began to be busy with their own affairs, such as post-race maintenance and sorting out prototype test data.

It's just that at this time, Prost and Cosell are still standing still.

"Fei is really young and frivolous, such a big bet, hasn't he considered the consequences of losing? If you lose and become a test driver, you won't be eligible for next year's F1 season. ”

"He's not going to lose."

Korsell replied lightly, just like Zhang Yifei's attitude of eating the emir, full of firm confidence.

"Actually, I'm really curious, why are you so optimistic about the Chinese kid?"

"Because he never let me down."

After saying this, Korsell also turned around and walked into the pits, where he needed to make copies of some key footage of today's track training and slowly analyze the shortcomings.

For example, Zhang Yifei's pit stop time, although it dropped to 3.3 seconds, there is still some gap from the top pit stop speed.

If you count the number of pit stops that are common in this era, each time you are 0.2-0.3 seconds behind, it adds up to nearly a second.

In addition to the laxity of the technician team, Zhang Yifei himself also has to find a way to see if there is anything that can be improved. For example, simply park in gear to save as much time as possible when starting out of the station.

Korser's goal is to compress the time for Zhang Yifei to simply pit stop and change tires to 3 seconds, and even enter the range of 2 seconds. Only with this kind of speed will you not lose time in the pit stop and improve the competitiveness of the drivers.

In addition to the pit stop factor, a more important point is naturally to analyze the running defects on the track, not to mention next year's F1 race, a month later, Zhang Yifei must win.

Any success requires adequate preparation, and Coser, as a race engineer, naturally has to help Zhang Yifei make all the preparations.

After the training, Zhang Yifei and his entourage returned to the team headquarters by car, and Ah Hu glanced at Zhang Yifei from time to time, with an expression of wanting to speak and stopping on his face.

"Ah Hu, if you have something to say, don't always look at me with such complaining eyes, it's really cautious!"

Zhang Yifei finally couldn't help but take the initiative to speak, Ah Hu, this kid has been grinding and chirping recently.

"Brother Fei, did you choose to compete with Emir and Alessi because you were unhappy with us?"

"No, if there is an accident today, I will find a chance to run with them, only strength will really shut up!"

Hearing Zhang Yifei's denial, Ah Hu was relieved, and he was worried that he would drag Zhang Yifei down again.

Looking at Ah Hu's appearance, Zhang Yifei said, "Ah Hu, your kid's recent performance has disappointed me a little." ”

"What's wrong?"

"Cowardice!"

"It's so special, just the scene of being dumped just now, you kid won't let a fart go?"

Zhang Yifei said angrily, this is not Ah Hu's previous character.

"I'm afraid that I will be fired if I cause trouble, and I'm afraid that causing trouble will affect you, after all, Brother Zhi and I both relied on sponsorship to enter the maintenance team."

Ah Hu replied aggrievedly, he is trembling in everything now, for fear that because of his mistakes, it will affect Zhang Yifei and Brother Zhi.

It is under this pressure that he becomes a little cringe, or rather, cowardly!

"I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of? Remember, no matter what others think, we must have the belief that Lao Tzu is the best in the world in our own hearts. ”

"If you encounter this kind of thing in the future, just one word, do it!"