As Red's congratulations came out, warm applause and cheers sounded in the audience.

After all, Zhang Yifei's "black spots" have basically been whitewashed, and the rest are nothing more than arrogance and so on.

However, in competitive events, arrogance is never a big problem. It is considered a black spot without strength. If you have achievements and strength, this is called self-confidence!

Even if there are still some people who are unhappy about Zhang Yifei or who are despised by Chinese drivers, they are not able to perform too much in the face of such a congratulation environment.

The most exciting part of the scene was naturally the Chinese and overseas Chinese who came to support Zhang Yifei. They waved the red flag in their hands frantically, but they didn't expect that Zhang Yifei could bring such a big surprise to themselves.

You should know that most of the people who came to support Zhang Yifei today were not because of their strength, and they didn’t have the confidence to think how strong Zhang Yifei was. They were more about standing on the standpoint and feelings of their compatriots, and cheering Zhang Yifei.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yifei really took the pole position at Hoganheim and won so beautifully, breaking the track record.

"Damn, Zhang Yifei is really NB. This is so powerful!"

"Who dares to look down on Chinese drivers in the future? Those who talked about rookies before stood up!"

"Genius drivers! That's right, we will also have genius drivers who will fight European drivers in the future. Zhang Yifei will not lose to any opponent!"

"Chinese drivers fly, come on!"

Zhang Yifei, who was repairing the passage, heard the cheers from the audience. In fact, he didn't know what was going on. Because the convoy call system and the commentator were not on the same channel, he naturally didn't hear Red's commentator.

As soon as he took off his helmet, He Ziling grabbed Zhang Yifei's arm and said excitedly: "Yifei, you are so awesome. Not only have you broken the track record, but you have also created the pole position history of Asian drivers winning the Renault series. Now the whole audience is cheering for you!"

As an amateur audience, He Ziling was not easy to speak about the matters in the competition, but she wanted Zhang Yifei to feel the joy of victory.

The boy in front of me is no longer the laughing and joking classmate in high school, but the driver who created the history of the track.

Looking at He Ziling's excited look, Zhang Yifei was still a little unrestrained from the competition. After all, everything that happened outside the field was equivalent to another world for him running on the track.

As a result, when he heard He Ziling say this, he got another point and subconsciously asked Junko Takeda, "Sunko, Japanese drivers are so good, don't even get a pole position?"

Junko Takeda and Ukyo Yamamoto, who were already full of excitement, had their smiles froze on their faces. What is this guy doing? Is it a celebration or a harm?

So Junko Takeda could only reply awkwardly: "Japanese drivers usually run Formula Elementary Competitions in Japan. There were few drivers who participated in Formula Elementary Competitions before, even if there were, they had never got pole positions."

Historically, the older generation of Japanese F1 drivers, such as Akuri Suzuki, Takatotosuke Inoue, and Takagi Takagi Takagi, are all from Japan's primary formulas.

After logging in to Europe, I also passed the Renault Formula Elementary and started directly from f3.

Of course, in addition to these well-known ones, there must be some unknown Japanese drivers who have participated in the Renault Formula, but their grades are not very good and have not won the championship and pole position.

This situation was not until the emergence of Kobayashi Kemonwei, who entered the European Formula Renault in 2004 and won two championships at the Italian station.

So in a sense, Zhang Yifei was really the first Asian driver to get a pole position.

"So I made history?"

"Yes, you made history by getting the pole position!"

Junko Takeda helped confirm.

"Damn, so I'm so nb!"

Zhang Yifei roared at this time, saying that hard work pays off, and he practiced all kinds of life and finally got rewards.

"Fei Brother nb!"

"Yifei, I did a pretty job and finally crushed these ghost guys!"

Other team members also congratulated Zhang Yifei at this time, after all, this was a hearty victory.

The only thing that is unmoved here is probably Cosell, who stood silently behind the ring console, still watching Zhang Yifei's various curve data during the game.

This is the information processing system of the era is not as developed as later generations. Various monitoring points can refresh the lap speed at the first time, which is already considered to be a super-level performance. The detailed data generally delays a lot.

After a few words to the team members, Zhang Yifei came to Cosel because he knew that this old man was the biggest contributor to his pole position.

To put it bluntly, just his "driver's book" is equivalent to elevating himself to the Hoganheim track for one second.

"Cosell, don't you say anything?"

Zhang Yifei couldn't help asking, and at least he cooperated with some praise. After all, he got the pole position, right?

"Say? Is a pole position worth being so happy?"

Cosell's tone was very plain and he couldn't hear any excitement. For a person like him who had witnessed the rise of the god of car and the peak of the team, a primary pole position in Formula is really not very valuable.

Even though Zhang Yifei created Asian history, so what? It’s like an African table tennis player who came to the Chinese Municipal League and won a qualifier championship.

It is undeniable that being able to win a municipal league table tennis championship in China is a breakthrough for African players, but how surprised would you feel for Chinese players with hell-level difficulty?

The answer is obvious, so it is not that Kossell pretends to behave, but that victory of this level cannot motivate his emotions.

"If you reason, it seems that the portion is a little bit worse."

Kossel's words also made Zhang Yifei calmer. For his highest goal in f1, there is really nothing to brag about in a pole position.

"The pole position only represents the first place in the ranking, and the main competition is the time to decide the final ranking. Moreover, the primary formula is different from F1, with less lap speed and less time, and the ranking is the same as the main competition's oil weight."

"There will definitely be many drivers who plan to challenge your grades, so be more mature and don't get a little score, just behave like a rookie!"

After saying this, Zhang Yifei could be described as a black line. The old man Kossel was making trouble with him, so why did he pour cold water on him?

At this moment, several reporters appeared outside the repair station. Because of the last track accident of Masa, this qualifying race was not ended on a regular basis, but the track red flag was suspended in advance, and all drivers returned to the repair station to end.

So the celebration and interview of pole drivers after the race was not too late, but unexpectedly, these reporters came to the repair station directly.

"Yifei, stand at the maintenance channel for interviews, so that the audience can see and feel the cheers!"

Junko Takeda was not as calm as Cosell. When she saw the reporter coming, she immediately reminded Zhang Yifei, so that the audience could see him interview, and at the same time, she could also let Zhang Yifei feel the cheers and support of the audience for him and improve the audience's "popularity".

After hearing this, Zhang Yifei nodded, walked out of the repair passage, and tried to walk towards the audience as close as possible.

When he returned to the repair station, he wore a helmet and earplugs, and he didn't hear any cheers or applause at all. Now he can finally feel it.

Seeing Zhang Yifei coming out, various cheers and applause were heard on the scene. Although they were not as enthusiastic as home court, compared with the Monza track in the last game, the treatment was one day and one earth.

"Riders fly, come on!"

"The strongest Chinese driver must prove himself!"

"The driver flies, you must win the Hoganheim station championship and complete the hat trick!"

All kinds of cheering sounds came to my face, and Zhang Yifei even heard a lot of Chinese from it.

Cooperating with the waving red flag, although there are only a few sides, the support and touching that Zhang Yifei brought was unparalleled.

Renault event reporter Ina immediately pointed the microphone at Zhang Yifei and said to him: "Fei, congratulations, what do you want to say about getting the pole position this time?"

"Actually, there is no too much feeling. Pole position is just the beginning for me."

"If I have to say something, I want to say that I got the pole position this time, not to prove that I am too great, but to tell those who have despised me that I have been ridiculed by the ridicule I have been given back!"

Zhang Yifei applied the classic lines of Brother Ma in "The True Heroes". He was so cold-eyed and ridiculed at the last stop, and he had to prove himself at this stop!

"good! Chinese drivers fly man!"

"He's a man, he didn't lose our Chinese face!"

"That's right, let these ghosts see that Chinese drivers can still stand at the top!"

Various support sounds sounded again, but in fact, no one, including the audience, liked to listen to those Tai Chi words.

What they wanted to hear was to be as simple and crude as Zhang Yifei, counterattacking those cold eyes and ridicule, and proving their strength!

At this time, another reporter came over and asked, "Fei, what do you think about tomorrow's main competition? Do you still have absolute confidence in the championship as before?"

"But as far as I know, this time many drivers are dissatisfied with your championship declaration, and pole position does not mean a sure win."

Hearing this, Zhang Yifei smiled faintly and replied: "Pole position does not mean victory, but I will be sure to win this time Hoganheim Station's sub-station championship."

"So confident?"

“I can be more confident.”

Zhang Yifei's answer to this interview made the scene even more uproar. This was not just the cheers before, but a lot of dissatisfaction.

"Wow, this Chinese guy is so arrogant. Do you really think that if you get a pole position once, you will be the Renault championship?"

"Shit! It's worthy of being a Chinese local bun. He will be arrogant when he gets the pole position once. Someone should take action to teach him a lesson in the main competition!"

"Shut up, Chinese rookie. If you have the ability, sign a contract with F1. You really treat yourself as a character."

When Zhang Yifei heard this, he said he didn't care, but he was still a little unhappy.

But this time it was completely different. The smile on Zhang Yifei's face turned brighter. These abuses and ridicule were more like a kind of incompetent fury.

Someone else taught himself a lesson, who is this person? Is it Masa? or Kubica? Or Suarez, who is standing in a shorter position on the podium?
Chapter completed!