After dinner, Qin Miao went to wash the dishes. In the evening, Qing didn’t continue to tease Qin Miao but let Qin Miao play gas while she booked her return flight ho and continued studying.
From today, Qin Miao’s life beca as regular as it was during school days, with ti flying by as if soone had pressed the fast-forward button.
The intensity of daily training kept increasing, although not by much each ti, it added up. Just within a month, Qin Miao’s training volu increased by one-fifth, but he managed to withstand all this training.
At the sa ti, Qin Miao had an additional task, which was to help the Ferrari F1 team test the simulator.
That day, just like usual, after finishing the morning physical training, Qin Miao went to the Ferrari F1 team to practice his driving skills on the simulator.
Since it was an F1 racing simulator, Ferrari had no plans to make it compatible with other races, so naturally, Qin Miao practiced with Ferrari’s SF90 during his sessions.
While Qin Miao was brushing up his Track Proficiency, Binotto happened to pass by and saw Qin Miao’s results. He thought Qin Miao’s scores were quite impressive.
As the team leader of the Ferrari F1 team, Mr. Bi naturally knew that those training at this ti were all Ferrari’s youth trainees, so seeing a youth trainee achieve such a result was indeed surprising to him.
Since Binotto wasn’t too busy, he watched Qin Miao’s training for a while from behind the engineers, and then he assigned Qin Miao the task of assisting in testing Ferrari’s new parts.
Although this task sounded quite troubleso at first, having to test the new parts’ performance in the simulator and then relay feedback to the engineers based on the simulator’s feedback.
But actually, Qin Miao didn’t have much to do because Ferrari already had professional simulator test drivers. Binotto gave Qin Miao this task purely to give him more ti to train with the simulator since he thought the kid had potential and wanted to nurture him.
So from this day on, Qin Miao basically got one or two hours of simulator training ti every day.
And to be honest, the training effect of this simulator was truly amazing, it almost added 0.9 Track Proficiency to him every single day.
During this period, naturally, Qin Miao increased a lot of his Track Proficiency and Purple Lottery.
Qing returned from ho much faster than Qin Miao had imagined. Although she said it might take her a week to return, she actually skipped back in just five days.
At that ti, Qin Miao was sneakily carrying a plastic bag as he returned from outside.
Because the daily food was very bland, he could only endure eating it for a day or two, especially with Qing supervising. Qin Miao could barely tolerate such tasteless food.
But with ti, since Lubos couldn’t watch Qin Miao every day, and without Qing watching over him, Qin Miao sneaked out to buy so Old Godmother, preserved tofu, and pickles.
Although these things were hard to find in Italy and extrely expensive once found, as long as the idea does not falter, there will always be more solutions than problems.
Qin Miao drove to a Chinese restaurant and managed to beg for this bit of treasure from the Chinese owner.
Then, carrying these items full of anticipation, Qin Miao stepped in the door only to be dumbfounded seeing Qing wearing an apron, cleaning the house.
Qin Miao’s face was initially dumbfounded, but he soon beca excited. This girl’s sudden appearance was a huge surprise for Qin Miao.
However, this surprise quickly turned into a fright.
Because this ti Qing didn’t co alone, on the couch in the living room, Qin Miao’s mom was looking at him expressionlessly.
Seeing his mom, the smile on Qin Miao’s face froze, and he beca immobile, as if under an Immobilization Technique, standing there motionless.
Qin Miao is not soone eloquent; at this mont if he were a little smarter and saw his mom, he would have already flattered her, but Qin Miao just stood there dumbly, bewildered.
Although his mom had never hit him since he was little, Qin Miao knew that running off abroad without a word, and even securing a long-term stable job there without consulting his mom, was indeed a bit rash.
This matter was indeed sowhat reckless, so Qin Miao thought his mom might fly into a rage, and at the very least, she would give him a good scolding.
Fortunately, his mom didn’t imdiately start questioning him as he feared.
But his mom didn’t show approval for Qin Miao’s job either; from the bottom of her heart, she still did not fully agree with Qin Miao becoming a driver, as it was indeed a dangerous sport.
But surprisingly to Qin Miao, despite his mom’s lack of support, she did not oppose him either because this was the path Qin Miao wanted; she chose to respect that.
Unfortunately, while clearing his mom’s hurdle was easy, getting past Qing wasn’t. Upon discovering the Old Godmother and other items Qin Miao was carrying, Qing chided him inevitably, especially since Lubos had repeatedly instructed that Qin Miao shouldn’t eat oily and salty foods, and what Qin Miao did was akin to committing a cri.
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