However, it wasn't within the paddock. After all, the team's pit area is a bit cramped, and the paddock at the Monte Carlo circuit isn't that large. Though there are places to eat and the food is decent, being seen in those places could cause problems for someone like Qin Miao. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

It would be irresponsible not only to himself but also to the local staff in Monaco.

So Qin Miao completed the interview together with Zhou Haoran at a Mexican restaurant downstairs from his home.

This time, the questions Zhou Haoran asked had little to do with the paddock, focusing more on lifestyle. Given Qin Miao's work, the times he appears in the public eye are either racing or gaming in a live stream. People are curious about what Qin Miao likes to do in his daily life beyond that.

As a result, this interview didn't require Qin Miao to rack his brains to think if his answers would be appropriate. The interview atmosphere was very relaxed, and the two of them had a good laugh together.

After the interview, Qin Miao even took Zhou Haoran for a tour around his home.

He proudly introduced (showcased) his wall of trophies to Zhou Haoran.

After Zhou Haoran's interview, Qin Miao drove him back to the hotel.

Nothing more was said overnight, and the next day, Sunday, was the day of the Monaco race.

The only noteworthy thing during the pre-race parade was that usually Hamilton was alone; today, he had Qin Miao by his side.

The two of them were greeting fans while having quite an intense conversation.

Occasionally, Qin Miao even gestured at certain spots along the edge of the track.

If you approached them, you could hear that they were discussing the methods of navigating certain corners during the qualifying stage.

For instance, when the parade car passed T4, Qin Miao pointed at an advertisement board at the apex of T4 and said to Hamilton, "I scraped this spot yesterday mainly because on Thursday I deliberately touched that board while walking the track and knew there's at least a two-centimeter margin inside, so I can enter the turn slightly earlier here. Even if I graze it, it won't affect the balance of the car."

"What about the entry point into the turn? Where's the braking point?"

"This…" Qin Miao scratched his head, thought for a moment, and then said helplessly, "I don't know."

Faced with what could be considered a perfunctory answer from Qin Miao, Hamilton nodded.

After chatting with Qin Miao all this way, Hamilton realized that Qin Miao is a completely instinctual driver, relying entirely on his gut for when to enter a turn or where the braking point is.

But, as it happens, Qin Miao's instincts are sometimes just that incredible.

Because his instincts are always spot-on, and are often the best choice.

...

Today, Qin Miao was in quite a good mood, given that the weather forecast said there was a low chance of rain, and he had pole position.

Considering the characteristics of the Monte Carlo track, making everyone drive obediently behind him like a train wasn't difficult.

After the pre-race drivers' parade ended, Qin Miao returned to the team and completed all preparations before the race began.

Everything was orderly, even until Qin Miao put on his gear and got into his car on the track, everything was so systematic.

But after waiting in the car for around two minutes, the previously sunny sky suddenly clouded over, and a drop of rain unexpectedly fell on Qin Miao's helmet visor.

Qin Miao was stunned, and then a sense of foreboding welled up within him.

Looking around, the sunlight was gradually fading, but there was no notification from Frankie or any other messages coming through the team's TR.

Holding a try-it-and-see attitude, Qin Miao asked on the team TR: "Is it going to rain?"

Frankie's voice quickly responded, and the music in Qin Miao's ears automatically dimmed significantly when Frankie's voice spoke up.

"Hmm, there was no indication in the weather forecast…" After saying this, Frankie's voice suddenly stopped, likely checking the meteorological map while answering Qin Miao's question, but he must have seen something unexpected to stop mid-sentence.

After a pause, Frankie's voice came through Qin Miao's TR again: "Qin Miao, there's bad news. A rain cloud is forming over the seaside and drifting towards the track, the rain is expected to intensify over the next 15 minutes, but it should pass quickly."

Qin Miao inexplicably felt a bit agitated; such a good chance to win, and now it's raining.

As time went by and the rain got heavier, many teams' mechanics began bringing intermediate or full wet tires from the team's pit area onto the track for tire changes.

While Qin Miao irritably watched the chaos of mechanics from all teams running around with tires,

Frankie's voice came through again: "Qin Miao, here's some less-than-good news, the FIA has notified a 16-minute delay in the start. The rain might stop by then, and I'll tell you any updates as soon as possible."

"Alright."

Just as these words were spoken, the raindrops had already become larger, and Reyes handed an umbrella to Qin Miao.

This unexpected rain not only caught Qin Miao off guard but also left Reyes and the other mechanics in a bit of a rush.