"He Lang, is there an answer from the English private tutor?"

Zhang Yifei hurriedly asked, it would be very helpful for them to improve their technical level if they could let Brother Zhi and Ah Hu master English earlier.

Even Zhang Yifei still has an idea, now that Ah Hu is relatively young, if he can, when he has the strength, let Ah Hu go to some racing engineering schools for further study, even if it is to spend money.

The reason why domestic racing cars are so backward is not only because of the drivers, but also because of the backwardness of the entire system.

Especially for top design talents like technical directors, there may not be one in China in the next few decades. But at the F1 chief technician level, Zhang Yifei feels that there is still hope, Brother Zhi is a little older, and Ah Hu is very talented in auto repair, so he may be able to sprint.

"Yes, the English personal trainer you want has already agreed, and I will take tonight's flight to Hong Kong Island for a connecting flight, if there is no long delay, I should be able to arrive tomorrow night."

"Great, I'll pick her up at Milan airport then."

Zhang Yifei was very satisfied with this efficiency and quickly agreed.

"By the way, what's her name, send her contact information, don't pick up the wrong person when the time comes."

"Don't worry, you won't be wrong with this person."

"Why?"

"Because she you know, it's my sister He Ziling."

When he heard He Lang say the name He Ziling, Zhang Yifei was stunned, he really didn't think about He Ziling as an English personal trainer at all.

Although the two of them are classmates, and there are even a bit of "scandals" in school, but now Zhang Yifei's focus is on racing, and he has no time to engage in the youthful love of his student days.

After all, the lines are good, drivers don't need women!

After most of his career journey for more than half a year, Zhang Yifei almost forgot this name.

"No, you call He Ziling an English personal teacher, is it appropriate?"

Zhang Yifei said suspiciously, when he was in school, He Ziling's grades were very good, and he belonged to the level of a top student.

But I don't know if it's because of the relationship between acquaintances and the identity of a high school student, Zhang Yifei always feels a little unreliable, he needs a professional-level teacher of English, because there are a lot of jerky documents and vocabulary in the racing materials, and the poor level can't be translated at all.

"You are underestimating my sister, she has received bilingual teaching since she was a child, and when I lived overseas before, she would come over during the winter and summer vacations, and her English level would not be worse than that of ordinary foreigners."

"And she was admitted to Imperial College in the United Kingdom, do you think it's suitable?"

There was a kind of pride in He Lang's tone, he was very proud of his sister. If it weren't for Zhang Yifei being her classmate, and he wanted to see a Chinese driver standing on the F1 field, he would never recommend his sister.

"Is it so powerful, there are two brushes, then He Ziling."

"But she's both your sister and my classmate, so I'm a little embarrassed to talk to her about how to calculate the salary."

Zhang Yifei, the fame of Imperial College London, naturally knows that this is the top university that surpasses Qingbei and ranks among the top ten in the world. This level of high-achieving students is naturally condescending to become an English private teacher, and the price is not cheap, Zhang Yifei really never considered such a "high-end" talent, even if it is just a prospective college student.

"That's it, you can take care of my sister's safety with food and accommodation, and I will be paid for it."

"But I also have one condition, you kid must at least once on the podium of the Renault 2000 Euro Cup to prove the strength of the Chinese driver, otherwise you will have to pay me back twice as much."

He Lang has lived abroad and received vocational training abroad, and he is well aware of the current weakness of Chinese drivers.

It can be said that over the years, he has suffered a lot of cold eyes and ridicule, so I especially want to see such a Chinese driver who can do things that no one else can do before, and Zhang Yifei has this opportunity.

"It's a bit hard to get money out of me, I promise you."

"Come on."

"It's a must, it's also a man who is known as the god of cars!"

After ridiculing, Zhang Yifei hung up the phone, Yamamoto Youjing couldn't understand Chinese, so he just looked at Zhang Yifei with a confused face.

"My friend called, I have found an English personal tutor, and it should be here tomorrow night."

"Great, so that Chen Zhi and Liu Hu's adaptation speed will be improved rapidly."

In a sense, Chen Zhi and Ah Hu are now Yamamoto Ukyo's "apprentices", and he has also seen the solid maintenance skills of the two people, and hopes that these two people can go further on the road of professional maintenance in the formula.

After breakfast, Zhang Yifei and his party went to the Monza circuit, there is only one last day left before the qualifying round, Zhang Yifei plans to seize this last time to familiarize himself with the track.

Coming to Monza, unlike yesterday, when no one was deserted, there were already many drivers and staff on the track today.

Because tomorrow is race day, many drivers will choose to come over today to tune up their cars and make final preparations for the race.

"It looks like there's no chance to test run today."

With so many drivers and staff on the track, there was not enough safe space to test the run, which frustrated Zhang Yifei's plan, he thought that these drivers would come to debug tomorrow, but he didn't expect that there were many drivers with the idea of "stupid birds flying first".

"It doesn't matter, the main tuning of the car has been completed, and it doesn't matter."

Ukyo Yamamoto said calmly that this situation is normal, because the Monza circuit is not the team's own track, and everyone has the right to come up.

And in this era, even F1 drivers are not forbidden to test privately, junior formula drivers can go on the track to test at will, and tomorrow is race day, so it is normal for there to be more people today. Yesterday I had the opportunity to try it out, which was a bit of luck.

"Now that they've all come over, I can let Brother Zhi and Ah Hu get familiar with formula racing, and in the morning Youjing did a track data analysis, so I can also take a look."

Zhang Yifei quickly made arrangements, since he came, there was no need to be idle, just prepare before the game.

The group came to the rented pit station, and at this time, the P room (pit station) next to it had also been opened, and many rider team members were busy inside.

Compared with Zhang Yifei, who only arrived yesterday, most of the drivers here are European drivers, and it is much more convenient for them to come to the Monza circuit for private testing.

After all, the practice session process has been cut and the only way to make sure the car is in good condition is to rely on pre-race inspections.

Just when Zhang Yifei and his party came to the pit, a foreign driver happened to walk in front of them, looking like a Hispanic, and his appearance was not very ordinary.

But Junko Takeda kept her eyes on him until he walked into the P room next door.

"Yi Feijun, the driver who just walked out, is the most serious contender for the Renault 2000 European Championship and the top seed, Filipe Massa from Brazil. He had just won the Italian Formula Renault Championship and he knew Monza better than any other competitor. ”

Hearing the name Philippe Massa, Zhang Yifei was full of shock in his heart, because Massa was a well-known driver of the Ferrari F1 team in the future, and more importantly, he won the championship in the Renault 2000 European Cup.

Could it be that although history has changed a little, Massa, the original champion driver, still appeared?