But now everything in the Prema team's honor room is locked up, and a red barrier tape separates the corridor from the area where trophies and certificates are displayed.
Nurous caras are installed within the honor room, providing almost complete coverage without any blind spots.
What surprised Qin Miao the most was not this, but the group of visitors dressed as tourists currently touring the honor room.
Even the receptionist Qin Miao just saw was now holding a loudspeaker, explaining to these tourists the origin of Prema team's trophies and the details of those races.
Qin Miao turned his head to look at Roxin: "What is this?"
Roxin nodded with a smile: "This is the wealth I told you about, the endless stream of visitors.
And the reason these tourists co here is all because of you.
Your performance in F2 has made Prema the only star team in F2. Initially, I thought a large portion of visitors coming here might be Chinese students abroad, given your fa in their circles.
However, I later discovered that while there are indeed quite a few Chinese students, most are fans who like you.
We even arranged two guides for them. Many of the photos from your ti in F2 sell very well, and just the inco from tourists alone brings in over 100,000 euros for the team every month."
Hearing this, Qin Miao was full of surprise, but the fans in the honor room seriously listening to the receptionist's explanation couldn't fake it.
This couldn't help but lead Qin Miao into a state of self-doubt; had his fa grown so much? Yet, he didn't feel much of it. Perhaps it was because he had been in a semi-closed environnt lately, and even the fans he t at events arranged by the team were a selected few.
"Logically speaking, we're actually sharing this inco with you, right? You're taking the larger share; you should've been aware of this." Roxin said in bewildernt.
Qin Miao shook his head: "I never managed the money, it's all handled by my partner."
"Qing, huh." Roxin nodded: "That girl is indeed excellent, her ability is absolutely top-notch, but I think Qing is a bit too frail.
You should hire a professional nutritionist to adjust the nutrition levels for the two of you."
Qin Miao waved his hand: "This is just different aesthetics resulting from different growing environnts; don't be too forceful."
"Alright then..."
Since he was already here, Qin Miao naturally needed to et these fans of his, considering that every penny they spent at the Prema team would partly go into Qin Miao's pocket.
So, while the explanation was ongoing, Qin Miao put on a mask and hat, and joined the crowd, and no one noticed anything unusual for a while.
"These two identical-looking trophies are the champion and sprint race winner trophies of the 2020 Monza F2, like all the trophies before them, they were all won by Qin Miao."
"In the sprint race, Qin Miao started with dium tires..."
Qin Miao was also quite curious about how others would introduce him, so he didn't hastily reveal his identity but instead continued to listen to the reception's explanations.
"During the main race, Qin Miao distanced himself from the driver behind by more than 3 seconds by the 3rd lap. You have to know that at that ti, Qin Miao was driving a standard F2 car, where the performance of the cars was the sa."
When the explainer said this, the on-site fans of Qin Miao all let out sounds of amazent in unison.
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After listening for more than twenty minutes, Qin Miao felt sowhat embarrassed by the complints.
However, hearing people praise you without them knowing your presence is indeed quite a gratifying experience.
But the explainer couldn't just stick to one topic to praise nonstop; they also moved to different areas, allowing the audience on site to see the trophies and photos from Qin Miao's other races.
During that ti, Qin Miao even encountered a couple of international students; they wanted to take a photo in front of the Prema team racing suit and helt that Qin Miao once wore.
Upon discovering that Qin Miao was Chinese like them, they invited him to take a picture for them.
Honestly, helping others take a photo with his racing suit felt a bit odd, but Qin Miao quietly finished taking the photo for them.
After returning the phone to them, Qin Miao continued to follow the group.
Soon they arrived at the last stop, which was the Prema team's souvenir sales area.
However, what surprised the receptionist was that a table and a chair had sohow been placed at the entrance of the souvenir sales area, and the team leader Roxin had also arrived, just standing at the entrance.
Just when the tourists had picked out the souvenirs they wanted to buy and were heading towards the cashier to check out in the souvenir sales area.
Originally lingering at the back of the crowd, Qin Miao walked through the crowd, heading towards the entrance.
Everyone was in line, yet you just walked past them quite boldly to cut in line, making quite a few people's faces turn unpleasant.
However, Qin Miao didn't go to check out as they imagined, but instead took the golden pen handed by Roxin and leisurely sat at the seat positioned at the sales area entrance.
While everyone was bewildered, not understanding what he was up to.
Qin Miao took off the hat on his head.
And at that mont, a commotion began, because once Qin Miao removed his hat, his eyes were revealed.
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