How Did I Become an F1 Driver? Chapter 21 - 15: Virtuous and Gentle

Novel: How Did I Become an F1 Driver? Author: lq Lianqing Updated: Jun 06, 2026

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Now reading: Chapter 21 - 15: Virtuous and Gentle from How Did I Become an F1 Driver?, a Sports novel by lq Lianqing.

Thinking of Qing, Qin Miao rembered that Qing had used his phone.

After taking out his phone, he found that soone with the ID "Wife" had sent him many ssages.

But Qin Miao didn’t rember adding anyone with the nickna "Wife," nor did he leave this note for anyone.

Out of curiosity, Qin Miao opened the chat with this person.

[Are you ho?]

[Have you had lunch?]

[Did you miss ?]

[Why aren’t you speaking?]

[Qin Miao, are you mad at ?]

[I thought of it! You might be sleeping now]

[Then send a ssage when you wake up]

...

Seeing these ssages, Qin Miao thought this person sent them to the wrong person, but then he looked at the profile picture and scrolled up his chat history with them.

Goodness, Qing seamlessly switched identities, directly placing himself into the role of his girlfriend.

Realizing the other person was serious, Qin Miao was suddenly unsure of how to face Qing or what identity to adopt.

When it ca to liking, Qin Miao considered his feelings still to be at the level of classmates.

But when it ca to not liking, Qing was attractive, and to be honest, Qing had looks that matched Qin Miao’s aesthetic; if Qin Miao hadn’t t Fan Yue first, he would have liked Qing first.

And most importantly, this girl was giving herself free!

A beautiful girl throwing herself at him doubled the impact on Qin Miao, who had never dated anyone before.

But truth be told, with all the fuss Qing was causing, Qin Miao didn’t have ti to be upset about Fan Yue. Now Qin Miao’s head hurt, not knowing what identity to take to face Qing.

On the other hand, Qin Miao also began to suspect the system had scamd him of his money, because all rewards had been fulfilled, whether it was the potions in his hand or the physical enhancents, nothing else had co in.

But they just hadn’t given him the money. His combined balance in Alipay and WeChat was still under 50 yuan, only having over 4000 left in his bank card.

Could it be the system wants him to scratch lottery tickets and get money that way?

It started as a joking thought, but once it ca up, Qin Miao’s mind was buzzing.

After all, the system ntioned that the Racing Fund inco was legitimate. For ordinary people suddenly receiving a large legal amount, aside from winning a lottery, it would have to be from a wealthy elder in the family suddenly passing away, with a will leaving sothing to you.

Qin Miao didn’t think there was a particularly wealthy elder in his family, so to get a legal sum of money, he would have to buy a lottery ticket.

Looking at the ti, there was about an hour and a half before his mom ca ho, enough ti for Qin Miao to make a run outside.

Taking out his phone, he searched for nearby lottery shops and casually opened the health potion in his hand.

That familiar taste, drinking it made him feel refreshed all over, like taking a big gulp of ice-cold cola on a hot sumr day.

After confirming the closest shop, Qin Miao put on his shoes and headed out.

On the road, Qin Miao was wondering how to reply to Qing while also thinking about where to eat in a bit.

Although he didn’t know why his hunger had vanished despite not eating for so long, Qin Miao felt out of habit that he needed to eat sothing.

Sending a ssage to Qing, [Awake now], Qin Miao entered the shop.

The shopkeeper was a slightly chubby middle-aged lady.

Upon entering, Qin Miao directly said to the lady, "Hello boss, I’d like a lottery ticket."

The lady didn’t say much, looked up at Qin Miao, then took out a green lottery ticket from under the counter, saying, "One for twenty bucks, with a max win of a million."

Qin Miao, trying this for the first ti and knowing nothing, scanned twenty yuan with his phone and started scratching with his fingernail.

Then Qin Miao discovered that the winning number was 7, and after scratching off other areas, one area indeed revealed the number 7, aning he had won.

Scratching off the prize amount underneath: 750,000.

This ant Qin Miao swapped twenty yuan for seven hundred and fifty thousand.

Typically, one would jump for joy witnessing such a windfall, but upon seeing the winning lottery, Qin Miao found himself calmly resigned. After all, he couldn’t splurge with the money and could only put it into racing.

When coming back to his senses, Qin Miao even felt a bit cheated. Damn, the system gave him this money, but he had to spend 20 to redeem it.

The only question now was why the system gave 750,000, when the Racing Fund was clearly only 600,000.

Though the thought quickly passed, why complain about more money?

anwhile, Qing’s face unavoidably popped into Qin Miao’s head.

Despite feeling awkward, Qin Miao instinctively felt he had to tell his girlfriend about such a big event.

Even if Qin Miao still didn’t know how to face Qing, who had forcefully confessed to him.

But Qing’s assertive actions ingrained a thought into Qin Miao’s mind: She is your girlfriend.

So, before cashing out, Qin Miao snapped a picture of the lottery with his phone and sent it to Qing, who was saved as "Wife."

Qing quickly replied.

[???]

[Huh???]

[You won?]

[Why though?!]

[Seven hundred fifty thousand???]

In the morning, Qing had been calmly confident, but upon seeing his ssage, she was in shock, her words incoherent. Qin Miao couldn’t help but reveal a smug smile.

[Ahem, felt like trying a ticket on a whim when I went out]

[Not to brag, just won 750,000]

The reply ca quickly.

[750,000 and you call that a re win?]

[[○･｀Д´･○]! Qin Miao, you’re really sothing!!!]

[Why didn’t I hit the jackpot?!]

[Wait a minute]

[You’re my boyfriend now]

Qin Miao originally expected Qing to say, "Your money is my money, right?"

But it turned out he didn’t understand his desk mate as well.

[Didn’t think I could be a lucky charm]

[And that’s the effect on the first day of being your girlfriend]