How Did I Become an F1 Driver?-Chapter 825 - 333: Post-Race Interview

Before he even had a chance to say hello to Zhou Guanyu, Qin Miao was ushered into the post-race interview zone by a crowd.

Once he arrived in the interview zone, Qin Miao was guided to a group composed of Mercedes team staff on one side of the interview area.

The first person to enter Qin Miao's view was, of course, Toto. With a height of 1.9 meters, Toto was an absolute giant among the Mercedes team staff.

Moreover, those taller than Toto are usually logistics personnel working in the factory, making the Mercedes team leader very conspicuous. Finding him is easy—the tallest person in the Mercedes crowd.

As soon as Qin Miao reached them, he was surrounded by a crowd, patting shoulders and helmets. Everyone expressed or conveyed their joy after winning the race to Qin Miao through these gestures.

Toto even smiled and lifted Qin Miao up, his excitement evident.

Qin Miao thought that if space permitted, Toto would probably love to spin him around.

"Well done, kid. You've done excellently, leaving all of us astonished by your performance this year."

After the embrace ended, Toto spoke loudly into Qin Miao's ear through the helmet. Although he had already showered Qin Miao with praise in the team TR, meeting Qin Miao here made Toto unable to resist saying a few more words.

"Thank you, Toto. Thank you for trusting me and giving me the chance to win this championship." At this moment, Qin Miao felt a mix of emotions. He was very grateful to Toto. After all, it was Toto who brought him into F1.

Without Toto, though not entirely impossible, entering F1 in his first career season wouldn't lead him to a championship team like Mercedes, nor would he win the F1 World Championship in his first season.

"No, I just provided you with a platform. You've earned all of this through your personal strength. Congratulations, Qin Miao!"

After a brief conversation with Toto, Qin Miao continued celebrating with other high-level executives, staff, and logistics personnel from the team.

Normally, these individuals wouldn't be seen on the track even after a race ends, but today's race was different. The season's competition was entirely over now, and Qin Miao clinched the F1 World Championship this year, allowing them to relax and celebrate on the track.

After celebrating with them for about three minutes, Qin Miao left them. Following Barber's reminder, he found his wife and mom next to other team staff. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Whenever Qin Miao sees other team members, he always feels happy, with a genuine smile on his face.

However, when he saw his mom, for some reason, the corners of Qin Miao's mouth gradually drooped.

A year of hard work, hearing all the malicious comments, slander, and even direct insults in the paddock throughout the year.

Though Qin Miao had become accustomed to all of this and as his standings improved, these voices gradually diminished. And during the time when Qin Miao led the rankings, he hardly heard any discordant noises in the paddock.

But online, those who love to make heavy attacks are never scarce.

Although Qin Miao isn't entirely unaffected by these words, most of the time, he manages not to care.

Yet now, after enduring a year of hard work, spending most of this year among gym equipment, simulators, and the team's factory, coupled with efforts on the track,

A year of perseverance, resulting in rightful compensation and recognition, but at this moment, upon seeing the family he loves and values most, Qin Miao felt no pride or boasting; rather, he felt a sense of grievance and bittersweetness.

He walked over and hugged his mom, then extended another arm to also embrace his wife.

Qin Miao tried hard to control himself, to stop himself from making any sound, but his eyes were starting to blur.

"Mom, your son has made it now, right?" As he spoke, Qin Miao's voice was relatively steady.

But as no one knows a son better than his mother, she instantly sensed the tremble in Qin Miao's words.

"Yes, my son has always been the best. Ever since you told me you were staying abroad to race, I always believed in you." As she spoke these words, his mom extended her hand to touch Qin Miao's helmet, as if she was touching his head, and her tone was full of pride and comfort.

After a simple embrace with his mom, Qin Miao turned to look at Qimeng.

Usually reserved in public and with few outlandish actions, Qimeng now acted out of character, directly wrapping her hands around Qin Miao's helmet and giving it a kiss.

At this moment, besides love, Qimeng's gaze toward Qin Miao was full of admiration and pride.

Look, this is my man! The world's best!

And Qin Miao fiercely pulled his girl into his arms.

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After celebrating with the two closest to him, Qin Miao's post-race celebration time had already run over budget.