299 Talent VS Hard Work

Zhang Yifei said that he ran two laps, but in fact, one run was two hours, and even some residents of Ao Island who lived on both sides of the road were full of puzzlement in their hearts at the moment.

Xie Tiancheng, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, looked at Zhang Yifei, who was extremely serious and constantly modifying various cornering routes, and his heart was really full of admiration.

Although he has known Zhang Yifei for a long time, and the two of them have also had several street racing experiences, he has never seen what Zhang Yifei's professional training is like.

As a professional driver, Xie Tiancheng understands that if you want to get results, talent can only determine your upper limit, and hard work is the basis for determining the lower limit.

Many people use talent as an excuse, but as everyone knows, their level of effort can't touch the ceiling of the upper limit at all. Comparatively speaking, it is much easier to break through the lower limit.

Today, Xie Tiancheng can be regarded as having seen how hard Zhang Yifei worked when he was serious. To be honest, this level of training, Xie Tiancheng thinks he can't do it.

It's not just a matter of hard work, but the kind of boredom and boredom brought by countless mechanical repetitions, which ordinary people really can't bear. Or in other words, after training, I started to make all kinds of strokes, wanting to end this uncomfortable situation as soon as possible.

But Zhang Yifei never said a word from beginning to end, and every time he encountered something unsatisfactory, he would correct it more seriously the second time.

You know, this is not training in a professional team, it's just two familiar friends who came over to see the Guia Circuit together.

In this case, Zhang Yifei can achieve the same seriousness and dedication as vocational training, and he really has perseverance beyond ordinary people. Therefore, anyone's success is not without reason, at least Zhang Yifei can become an F1 driver, and he is indeed serious and hard-working.

Zhang Yifei didn't pay attention to these thoughts in Xie Tiancheng's mind at all, because all his attention at the moment was on the streets in front of him.

The difficulty and complexity of the Guia Circuit still exceeded Zhang Yifei's expectations. To be honest, the requirements for the limit are much higher than the previous street underground racing.

So even if he ran a lot of laps, Zhang Yifei still had a lot of dissatisfaction, and always felt that the line was not perfect in some places. As a result, he was completely oblivious to the passage of time, and his attention was absorbed in the Guia Circuit.

But even if he knew the thoughts in Xie Tiancheng's mind, he probably smiled indifferently. The current "training" intensity, for Zhang Yifei, is simply sprinkling water (easy)!

The first is that the speed is relatively slow, there is no kind of extreme control, and the pressure brought by a high degree of mental concentration. There is also Xie Tiancheng's NSX, which is not a race car, because ordinary race-level vehicles are not allowed to be legally on the road.

So the modification was not so thorough, at least the air conditioning was not removed, plus it was just a casual run, and I didn't wear that thick fireproof racing suit. All the factors add up, and I don't know how much easier it is than the test run of the previous formula.

So this level of "hardship" is completely within the acceptable range of Zhang Yifei, and even he doesn't feel any hardship at all.

The time soon came to the afternoon, Xie Tiancheng didn't expect Zhang Yifei to run for so long, and he hadn't eaten lunch yet, and his stomach began to growl.

Finally, at this time, Xie Tiancheng couldn't help but speak: "Yifei, let's almost get here today, and if we run again, it is estimated that we will run out of gas and leave us on the road." ”

Hearing Xie Tiancheng's reminder, Zhang Yifei flipped out his mobile phone and glanced at the time, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

You must know that when he met Xie Tiancheng, it was about ten o'clock in the morning, so calculated that his test run time might have to be three hours.

To be honest, Zhang Yifei really didn't notice that he had been running for so long, he thought it was just an hour. It seems that this comfortable "training" environment really can't put any pressure on himself, so he didn't feel that time passed so quickly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention to running for so long, so let's wait for dinner."

Zhang Yifei replied a little apologetically, after all, driving someone else's car, it's not good to be anti-guest.

"Then I have to eat a seafood dinner, otherwise it will be too much of a loss!"

"No problem, now I'm a local tyrant."

Zhang Yifei laughed and joked, compared to the previous poor, now he is much richer.

With the sponsorship of 500,000 US dollars from the Guo Group, plus the 800,000 US dollars from Huaxia Petrochemical that will arrive soon, Zhang Yifei will soon become a millionaire, and the unit is still US dollars.

"Then I can't let you go."

Xie Tiancheng also replied with a smile, but although he said so much, he still didn't do anything to rip off bamboo in the end.

After all, Xie Tiancheng's family background is not bad, and Lin Shao, the son of a wealthy man on Ao Island, had to give three points of thin noodles. These seafood feasts are just ordinary things for him.

So Xie Tiancheng finally took Zhang Yifei to an old tea restaurant to experience the traditional street flavor of Ao Island.

After eating, it was already more than three o'clock in the afternoon, and soon it was the arrival of the rush hour. During this kind of time period, there is naturally no need to practice again, because the efficiency is too low, like a traffic jam, even if you ask Senna to come and drive, it is impossible to fly over.

So Xie Tiancheng took Zhang Yifei back to the hotel, and when he got out of the car, he took out a stack of atlases from the glove box in the car and handed it to Zhang Yifei and said: "This is my track data, you can use it first, lest I send it over again." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Yifei was not polite and took over this track information from Xie Tiancheng's hands.

"The technical support of this track data is actually provided by Honda, so it is relatively professional and accurate, which should be helpful to you."

The ARTA team is actually the name of Suzuki Yakuri, and behind it is all kinds of technical support provided by Honda, which is similar to the later Super Yakuri team, and Honda also provides the core components and engines.

Therefore, this data, compared to other private small teams, can be regarded as a very high-level track information. Xie Tiancheng is willing to give Zhang Yifei, which also represents his attention to Zhang Yifei.

Another point is that since the Ao Island Grand Prix has been held in the 50s, no Chinese driver has ever won the title of Grand Prix in this land belonging to China.

Xie Tiancheng is working towards this goal himself, but he feels that Zhang Yifei has more hope, so he wants to return to this monumental year on Ao Island, and a Chinese driver will win the title of Asia's most difficult track.

"Thank you."

Zhang Yifei thanked him, in fact, this track data can only provide some reference suggestions, and it is not of much help.

After all, the difference in speed, plus the different types of cars, makes the cornering route and gear completely different.

Just like the 100-meter hurdles and the 100-meter dash, they are both types of 100-meter races in track and field, but in fact they are very different.

But this is a kindness from Xie Tiancheng, Zhang Yifei can guess from the Honda LOGO on the cover that this information is definitely not as ordinary as Xie Tiancheng said, and he is still very grateful in his heart.

"Okay, then I'll go back first, and after three days, the track will be emptied, and we'll go to Guia for a good run."

"No problem."

After saying goodbye to Xie Tiancheng, Zhang Yifei returned to the hotel, and as soon as he walked in the door, he saw Yamamoto Youkyo hurriedly walking over.

"Yifei-kun, I'm about to look for you, I've already calculated the track data. And Junko Takeda also got the information of the participating drivers from the Grand Prix racing group. ”

"So fast?"

Zhang Yifei was a little surprised, he thought that it would take at least a day to get these done, but it seemed that he still underestimated the strength of his team members.

"Well, the mentor they're in the hotel lounge, now we can go over."

In this way, Zhang Yifei followed Yamamoto Ukyo to the lounge of the hotel.

Under normal circumstances, Zhang Yifei will also rent a small conference room or a press conference hall in the hotel where he stays to serve as a temporary discussion room for his team, which is used to discuss tactics and plans on the track.

But the hotel I stayed in this time is not very high-grade, and it is barely a three-star star if it is a star standard. Therefore, there is no conference room or press room, only a free lounge, but it is still rented by Zhang Yifei.

When they came to the lounge, the team members, including Ah Hu, had already assembled.

Seeing Zhang Yifei coming in, they all greeted him one after another, only Korcel didn't make any moves, because he was looking at a document intently at the moment, which was the information of the drivers who participated in the Ao Island Grand Prix this year.

After Zhang Yifei sat down, Cosell took out a few from the file in his hand and handed them over, and then said: "There are many masters in this session, especially these few, you should pay attention to them." ”

Korcel said that the drivers who should pay attention to are definitely not idle people, so Zhang Yifei was not careless, and took these driver files and read them carefully.

However, when he saw the photos and names of these drivers, Zhang Yifei was directly stunned. Because most of the drivers in these files, he actually knows, or rather understands their experiences.

There is really a dream-like unreality, just like when I saw future F1 drivers such as Massa and Kubica at Renault.

However, Zhang Yifei only heard of those people in Massa, but did not see them. And this driver information in his hand, one of them, Zhang Yifei not only knows, but also saw real people in his previous life, and even communicated!

"What, that's scared?"

Seeing Zhang Yifei stunned, Korcel casually arched his anger.

"I've never been afraid of F1 drivers, and I'm still afraid of F3 drivers?"

Zhang Yifei replied calmly, soon he will face the world's most powerful F1 drivers, how can he face these F3 drivers to retreat.

Of course, the reason for the shock, it is impossible for him to say, after all, this is the biggest secret in his life.