Moreover, Zhou Guanyu doesn't dare to bring Qin Miao along; he's afraid Qing will kill him if she finds out.
"Nah, people like you should just stay ho playing gas. Thinking about so much is useless."
...
Soon, they arrived at Zhou Guanyu's ho.
In the elevator, Zhou Guanyu asked curiously, "How long are you staying in Shanghai this ti?"
"I don't know, plenty of work, I'll leave when I finish up."
"Tsk, that's nice, having work at this ti—must be earning quite a bit?"
"Aside from a Yili ad and a variety show for earning money, all other work is basically unpaid labor," Qin Miao replied.
Zhou Guanyu raised an eyebrow, "Qin Miao willingly doing free work for others? I don't believe it."
"There's a CCTV interview, seems like there's also an invitation from so talk show, but it's in Beijing, too far so I declined. There's also an interview from Jiushi Sports, and Shanghai TV Station invited alongside. Lastly, there's Yili." Qin Miao counted on his fingers in front of Zhou Guanyu.
"Wow, all state-owned enterprises," Zhou Guanyu exclaid in astonishnt. "The key is that you're bold enough to refuse!"
"Why wouldn't I dare?" Qin Miao shrugged. "I genuinely don't have the ti."
As they were chatting, the elevator reached Zhou Guanyu's floor.
Watching Zhou Guanyu unlock his apartnt door with a fingerprint, Qin Miao asked curiously, "What's the password?"
"2048." Zhou Guanyu answered straightforwardly without even thinking.
"Oh, I'll co to your place and steal your fruit next ti."
"Is that all you aspire to?"
Qin Miao pondered while stroking his chin, then asked tentatively, "Should I co over next ti and boil all your house plants to death?"
Feeling speechless, Zhou Guanyu begrudgingly opened the door and said, "Stop talking nonsense. Do you still look like a world champion? Hurry up and co in.
The bed and everything have been prepared by the maid, and toiletries are also fully equipped in the room ready for you to use."
"So generous." Qin Miao saluted.
Zhou Guanyu waved his hand and said, "A father taking care of a son, it's only right."
"Damn you!"
Zhou Guanyu's apartnt in Shanghai has a similar decoration style to his place in the UK—it's a spacious flat, sparsely decorated, quite empty.
Perhaps this is the style he prefers.
However, when Qin Miao finished organizing his things in the room Zhou Guanyu prepared for him, Zhou Guanyu was already setting up his racing simulator.
Seeing Qin Miao co out, Zhou Guanyu imdiately waved to him, "World champion, help look at the data I've run recently, and point out any shortcomings."
Noticing Zhou Guanyu's words and actions, Qin Miao twitched a corner of his mouth, "Waiting for , huh."
Even though he was complaining, Qin Miao didn't refuse Zhou Guanyu's invitation.
After grabbing a Coke from the fridge, Qin Miao walked over to Zhou Guanyu's racing simulator, twisting off the Coke bottle cap while asking, "Alfa Roo's simulator?"
"Yes, developed by Alfa Roo themselves."
"How does it feel?" Qin Miao asked after taking a sip of his Coke, followed by a satisfied sigh.
"Not as good as Genshin Impact," Zhou Guanyu replied.
Qin Miao gave Zhou Guanyu a look, "No jokes at this serious ti."
"Oh, alright," Zhou Guanyu returned to seriousness and said, "It feels okay; lots of feedback chanisms aren't implented. It's not on the sa level as the rcedes simulator, not even as good as Renault's."
Qin Miao nodded, "I'll try Alfa Roo's simulator first, then help you review the data."
"Sure."
Soon, half an hour later, Qin Miao turned off the simulator, then began to analyze the video of Zhou Guanyu's recent runs, along with various teletry data recorded by the simulator.
After another ten minutes of review, Qin Miao comnted, "It's about right, but Alfa Roo's simulator is sowhat lousy, lots of feedback is as good as nonexistent, the numbers are sowhat off, but fortunately, it's passable.
Let think, make so notes..."
Upon Qin Miao's words, Zhou Guanyu picked up a voice recorder and looked at Qin Miao.
Not minding it, Qin Miao started analyzing Zhou Guanyu's driving flaws: "First, at Silverstone's T1, you turn the wheel a bit late, and because you're late in steering for the corner, you aim for cornering precision, leading to you steering excessively at the turn-in." Qin Miao paused the video recording and began detailing Zhou Guanyu's weaknesses.
"You mustn't carry over habits from your F2 days; though F1 and F2 are both called formula racing, their difference is like monkeys versus humans—different species entirely.
F1 car's sensitivity far exceeds F2's, every minor mistake affects your lap ti.
The right approach for this turn is to initiate the corner earlier, steer-in gently...let demonstrate."
Saying so, Qin Miao launched a Silverstone qualifying simulation on the Alfa Roo simulator, and after starting a flying lap using the system's default cornering rhythm, Qin Miao personally demonstrated the entry and exit of T1.
After exiting the corner, Qin Miao didn't continue the lap and instead paused the ga to compare his exit speed against Zhou Guanyu's.
"See, my entry speed matches yours, but I enter earlier, my steering during this process is smoother, and after T1 I'm already 0.04 seconds faster than you."
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