The first three drivers climbed the awards platform on the second floor from the stairs. At this moment, there were already dark track spectators standing below. Even the stands on both sides of the podium were already full of people, and everyone wanted to witness this glorious moment.

Zhang Yifei looked at the surging crowd below and waved his arm, which once again triggered a burst of fanatical cheers.

"Chinese champion of the Austrian Grand Prix!"

"The strongest driver!"

"Zhang Yifei, I have witnessed your trough, and today I have reached your peak!"

"Fei, you are the strongest newcomer I have ever seen, even no one!"

“hina no.1!”

"Champion flies!"

Whether it is Chinese or foreigners, there are obviously many more people who shout for Zhang Yifei at this time.

The world's largest fan group is always champion fans, especially in competitive sports. If you can't become the strongest driver, no matter how perfect the image is, you will be lowered in front of the champion.

The cheers of fanatical fans also made many home fans feel a little sad.

"Montoya is really not good at it. I guess he will be embarrassed in the future. Let's talk about challenging the Chinese guys?"

"I really feel sorry for Kimi. If Ralph hadn't had he been maliciously crashed, he would have won the championship!"

"Yes, the potential of Finnish super newcomer is underestimated, he is definitely the champion driver of the future."

"And Schumacher, if it weren't for the engine failure, the Chinese boy wouldn't have passed so easily, and he could also lock in the world championship!"

"It's a pity that Barrichello performed so poorly this time, not like the strength of a Ferrari driver!"

The finishing rate of this Austrian Grand Prix is ​​too low, and the fierce battle has led to many drivers being eliminated, so most of them are very dissatisfied and basically find their own reasons to explain their failure.

Moreover, as the game ended, Schumacher's slowdown was also known to the audience.

They all felt very sorry, thinking that if it wasn't a racing failure, the champion would be Schumacher's, and Zhang Yifei had no chance at all!

But these people have forgotten one thing, that is, Schumacher can begin to surpass Zhang Yifei, and he also takes advantage of Prost's racing failure. Otherwise, no one can say whether Zhang Yifei can continue to push the car.

Perhaps from the beginning to the end, Zhang Yifei won the championship with the absolute advantage of the first car, which would be even more crushing than now, leaving others unable to find any excuses!

Of course, now, this can't change any result except to vent your jealousy in your heart.

At the corner of the podium, the champagne for celebration has been placed, and then the third place Alessi will be on the podium in order of the final ranking.

Unlike Zhang Yifei's podium at the Australian station before, this time the three drivers all had joyful smiles on their faces.

After all, Zhang Yifei won the championship, Kurthard retained hope for the championship, and Alessi was also radiant and had a long-lost appearance on the podium, and there seemed to be nothing dissatisfied with it.

When the host read Zhang Yifei's name, he stood on the highest podium and waved his arm to receive the cheers of the audience below.

This feeling of admiration from thousands of people made Zhang Yifei intoxicated and reminded him of the scene when he stood beside Schumacher and listened to the audience calling his name.

That year, the podium was like a minion.

At that time, Zhang Yifei swears in his heart that he will stand in the highest position and enjoy the cheers of the audience.

Today he finally did it. He won the championship himself, the final victory, and the absolute protagonist in the whole game!

Among the people watching the award ceremony were Simmonds of Williams and Sir Williams. Seeing this scene, Simmonds sighed: "Boss, the Chinese boy has really become the champion."

"It's indeed beyond my expectations, and it's faster than I thought."

Sir Williams replied in a simple manner that it is impossible to be able to reach his level and bring a private fleet to the Big Three without any mind.

Since the game has ended, all the emotions before have been abandoned and a more objective attitude is used to analyze the normal event. Indeed, Zhang Yifei performed impeccably in this game, and Sir Williams also admired this newcomer.

"When you first met Zhang Yifei at the Renault event, didn't you think he could win the championship?"

Simmonds asked Sir Williams again, and he was indeed curious about the story of the boss and Zhang Yifei on the Renault Formula.

"I thought I wouldn't deprive any driver of the possibility of winning the championship. Not to mention that flying in Renault at the time can be described as sweeping, he is definitely a genius driver."

"But his foundation is really bad. I think he has to be tempered in F1 for at least three years before he can reach the peak of his strength, and this peak state may not necessarily have the height of a championship."

Sir Williams replied in a tone of emotion. He actually did not underestimate Zhang Yifei very much. Otherwise, as he was the boss of the Big Three team at that time, he would not have dealt with a Formula Elementary driver at all.

It’s just that luck is a mess. I calculated that the lower limit of Chinese boys will not be low, but I didn’t calculate that the upper limit could be so high. After all, I still misunderstood.

"Then what do you think is the limit of flying?"

Upon hearing this question, Sir Williams smiled.

"If I can even see the future of man, it will be God."

"Maybe just like his name, the limit of flying is the vast sky."

When Sir Williams said this, the live audio began to prompt the audience to stand up and calmly, because the national anthem of the champion's nationality will be played immediately. This is no different from other traditional sports award ceremony, but generally there is no such flag. It is more on the electronic LED display screen, showing the national flags of the top three drivers.

The drivers on the podium took off their baseball caps, which was the basic etiquette for playing the national anthem.

When he heard the familiar prelude sound, Zhang Yifei subconsciously sang the word "rise" in his mouth. At the same time, another wish in his heart was fulfilled, that is, he must hear the Chinese national anthem on the F1 track!

After the national anthem, there was a traditional celebration of trophys and champagne. This time, Zhang Yifei also picked up the wine bottle and took a big mouthful, then shook it twice, and then squirted at Alessi and Kurthard beside him.

This moment is a simple celebration, no need to think about anything.

In the interview after the award ceremony, Zhang Yifei just said a few words and left, giving more opportunities to show his face to Alaisi and Kuthard. After all, at the end of the game, he was in the interview area and he took all the limelight at the time, so people still couldn't eat too much.

Back at the fleet maintenance station, hugged each other with the crew and celebrated, and Zhang Yifei came to Cosell.

"How is it, I did it."

When I first asked him to come out at the small private golf course in Cosell, I used the pre-support champion.

At that time, Zhang Yifei was not only able to prove his strength except for making empty checks, but also could not produce any results. Fortunately, Kossel, a German guy, was unconventional and willing to become his own competition engineer, step by step to this day.

But Zhang Yifei knew in his heart that what Cosel really wanted to see was the champion! Only the title of champion is worthy of his identity as a Senna strategy group.

Today, Zhang Yifei can finally proudly tell Cosell that he did it, instead of relying on fooling around and short checks!

"good."

"Is it just okay?"

Zhang Yifei said as he shook the championship trophy in his hand twice.

"Or what do you think? It's just a sub-station champion. Let's talk about it when you win the world championship one day."

There was a sly smile on the corner of Cosel's mouth, and he was actually very happy for Zhang Yifei. After all, with his age and newcomer, being able to win a championship title is definitely an excellent one.

However, for the entire F1 professional standard, the sub-station champion is obviously a bit inadequate, and this should be regarded as a starting point of honor to look forward. The true peak is the world championship!

"You will see it!"

Zhang Yifei replied confidently.

This time it is not only a championship title, but also brings psychological confidence. The simplest point is that when facing Schumacher, Zhang Yifei will no longer look at him with the eyes of admiring the God of Che in the future.

On the track, Schumacher is also an opponent!

The end of the Austrian Grand Prix does not mean that public opinion has ended at this moment. On the contrary, a larger public opinion storm broke out the next day.

bbc, European Sports News, Deutsche News Agency, Sky Sports, CNN, and even Japanese NHK, and China Huaxin News Agency all used front page headlines to report the news that Zhang Yifei won the F1 branch championship.

BBC's title is "The disruptor of the European track, the Chinese won the Austrian Grand Prix."

German News Agency titled "Sena's successor? The future goals of German competition engineers!"

cnn title "The youngest F1 champion, can he win a winning streak in the United States in the next stop?"

Japan's nhk inherits its consistent exaggerated characteristics "The Rise of the King of China, Asia's Strongest Driver Flying!"

In comparison, the title of Huaxin News Agency is the most normal "Historical Moment, China's First F1 Champion!"

These crazy reports have greatly boosted Zhang Yifei's reputation, and almost the whole world knows that there is a Chinese champion named Fei in F1.

It also brought great fame effect to the Prost team. At least five companies, including Chinese sponsors, have the impression of sponsorship negotiations. They all discovered Zhang Yifei's potential and believed that Prost would rise in F1.

Zhang Yifei is not very concerned about these troubles from the outside world. As a Chinese driver, it is naturally a proud thing to win the championship, but it is definitely not a credit card to be able to make a living.

Just as Kossel said, there are countless champions in F1 history, and only the world champion is the real F1 king!

So after the game, Zhang Yifei did not accept more media interviews and publicity, but returned to his French headquarters.
Chapter completed!