CHAPTER 167: CHAPTER 113: COMPETITION POSTPONED

By the second day, Qin Miao regretted the foolish decision of bringing Lubos to his home the previous day.

Because when he woke up the next day, without even brushing his teeth or washing his face, Lubos was already in the living room, and had prepared the exercise equipment for Qin Miao.

Once Qin Miao got up, Lubos greeted him with a smile that felt like a breath of spring: "Good morning, Qin. The weather’s nice today. How about we resume our daily physical training today?"

At this moment, the drowsiness on Qin Miao’s face hadn’t completely faded. Hearing Lubos’s words, Qin Miao instantly felt the world’s deep malice towards him, as well as his foolish choice yesterday.

Qin Miao really wanted to throw a "Not great." at Lubos’s face and give himself two slaps on the lips for saying that extra word yesterday.

But in the end, Qin Miao did neither and just nodded helplessly.

Even though Qin Miao didn’t feel like resuming training, he knew that to maintain a relatively calm mind in long-term race environments and enduring control over an F2 car without power steering after extended races, a strong physical condition was a fundamental requirement.

So facing these trainings, even if Qin Miao’s physical attributes were already at the top tier among F1 drivers, he still needed to train.

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After finishing a five-kilometer morning run and having some breakfast, he digested it a bit and officially started the morning physical training.

Luckily, even during holidays, Qin Miao hadn’t neglected the basic maintenance of physical fitness training, so today’s morning workout was still manageable for him.

Since they were no longer in Maranello, and Lubos was staying at Qin Miao’s place for free, as the saying goes, if you’re taking someone’s handouts, you can’t refuse their requests easily. Eating Qin Miao’s food and living at Qin Miao’s place, Lubos found it hard to refuse when Qin Miao proposed some not-so-excessive demands.

With this leverage, Qin Miao managed to secure quite a few benefits for himself from Lubos.

The happiest thing for Qin Miao was: from now on, he could add a bit of Lao Gan Ma or Maodegong spicy sauce to his daily meals.

Honestly, Qin Miao was more excited about being able to add more chili to his meals than when he won an internal testing championship in Maranello.

Witnessing this moment made Lubos doubt for a brief second if he had been too strict on Qin Miao about his diet, but upon seeing the dietary plan he set, it seemed fine.

Nutrition was balanced, and the taste wasn’t too bland.

Foreigners might never understand a Hunan native’s dependence on spicy food.

After lunch, Qin Miao returned to the team.

However, today’s agenda still involved familiarizing himself with the crew, so the afternoon was spent playing around, but Lubos tagged along.

After some time together, Lubos knew that Qin Miao’s talent in racing was unparalleled, but he also discovered Qin Miao’s shortcomings: first, he was a foodie, second, he liked to play.

The tendency to play was okay; Qin Miao was discerning and usually played during breaks, utilizing fragmented break times effectively, and he never slacked off during serious work periods.

But when it came to eating, Qin Miao had basically no self-control. If not watched, Qin Miao would certainly eat to his heart’s content when he found something tasty.

Thus, when Qin Miao went out to play with his crew, Lubos tagged along shamelessly, just to prevent Qin Miao from eating randomly outside.

This didn’t bother Qin Miao’s crew, and the six of them formed a small street gang in Vicenza.

This group of six could be seen at any well-known Vicenza sightseeing spot during this period.

Luckily, Qin Miao had no fame at the time, and not many people recognized him, so he enjoyed great freedom while playing around.

In two years, unless Qin Miao goes to the African grasslands to watch lions bare their teeth, he’ll likely be recognized wherever he goes.

Aside from wandering around, the six also tried playing golf and attended live football matches, considering it was Europe, and most Europeans have a special affection for football, akin to the Chinese affection for ping pong; they may not play often, but they have some skills.

Besides this, they visited the local professional go-kart track, as they all worked in the racing industry and naturally drove go-karts.

Of course, once on the track, everyone was easily outperformed by Qin Miao.

By the first lap, the gap between both parties widened visibly; by the second lap, they basically couldn’t see Qin Miao’s tail lights, and few laps later, they astonishingly realized Qin Miao had appeared behind them.

It was clearly a display of technical domination.

This carefree and relaxed state lasted for a week, which was enough for Qin Miao to fully bond with his crew.

Though their relationship wasn’t so good that they’d share a pair of pants, in work or daily life, there was no unfamiliar feeling between them anymore.

Roxin’s approach of having his subordinates go out and play while he reimbursed all the expenses was crude but unquestionably effective.