How Did I Become an F1 Driver?-Chapter 96 - 81: Coincidence (Part 2)

No way, as a professional driver, I can’t be worse than a regular tourist in our daily training. I can’t give up!

The two didn’t say anything, but they had already begun to compete silently in their hearts.

However, as time went on, their movements started to deform, and their arms were uncontrollably trembling.

If you closely observe their facial expressions, you’ll find both of their cheeks slightly puffed, molars tightly clenched. Their stamina was depleting rapidly and gradually becoming unsustainable, but neither of them was willing to give in and kept pushing themselves fiercely.

About three more minutes passed during which both of them were observing each other, secretly hoping the other would put down their dumbbell plates as their hands and arms could hardly hold on.

But they found that even if the other’s arms were shaking like they were sifting chaff, neither showed any intention of letting go of their dumbbells.

When the time reached 9 minutes, the first to falter was Qin Miao, whose hands were shaking madly.

With a dull thud, Qin Miao’s trembling arms fell weakly, and the dumbbell plates in his hands landed on the foam mat.

At the same time, Qin Miao’s facial expression was somewhat twisted, caused by the intense soreness from suddenly relaxing muscles that had been used continuously for a long time.

The soreness was extremely intense, but the lingering time wasn’t too long. After a bit of rest, it would subside.

After recovering, Qin Miao turned his head to look at Zhou Guanyu, who had also put down his dumbbell plates and had the same twisted expression on his face, but he couldn’t hide the smile on his lips, clearly proud of his victory in this contest.

Qin Miao twitched his lips, wondering why this person was so petty.

"No wonder it’s a professional driver’s training program, intense!" Qin Miao remarked as he massaged his somewhat sore forearms.

Zhou Guanyu’s face showed a mixed expression of whether to laugh or cry, then he said proudly, "This is just the appetizer. We have to do three sets to complete one practice. Are you going to continue?"

Qin Miao glanced at Zhou Guanyu’s slightly trembling hands and gritted his teeth, "Continue!"

The two didn’t wait for the regular 5-minute rest. About a minute later, when their hands weren’t as sore, they started another set of practice.

This time they couldn’t keep going so smoothly for 5 minutes as they did in the first practice.

In the first two minutes of lifting the dumbbell plates, their hands remained steady, but by the third minute, their hands began to tremble simultaneously again.

Veins appeared on Qin Miao’s forehead, sweat beads unknowingly covered his forehead.

Zhou Guanyu wasn’t any better, his hands trembled even more intensely than Qin Miao’s.

Due to the arm strength slightly overused in the first set, Zhou Guanyu barely managed to persist past the five-minute mark in the second set before his arms, trembling uncontrollably, began to falter.

Another dull thud, and Zhou Guanyu grimaced as he dropped the dumbbell plate on the foam mat, narrowly missing his foot.

Seeing this scene, Qin Miao, whose hands were also trembling furiously, quickly put down his dumbbell plate. Despite the soreness being more intense than the first time, Qin Miao couldn’t suppress the smile forming at the corners of his mouth.

"Ha..."

Zhou Guanyu twitched his mouth, he heard it, he definitely heard it! This guy just laughed!

Neither Qin Miao nor Zhou Guanyu mentioned when to start the third set.

They both knew that muscles which hadn’t fully rested were highly susceptible to injury during such intense exercises again.

After relaxing their arm muscles a bit, Qin Miao spoke tentatively, "How about making the final set just five minutes?"

Zhou Guanyu was of the same mind, "Okay!"

Their connection wasn’t very deep at the moment, and if they continued competing, no matter who won, the other would feel awkward. So, they simply decided to keep the last set normal.

During the break, Zhou Guanyu curiously asked, "What do you do for work? You have great stamina."

Only then did Qin Miao remember he hadn’t even introduced himself to Zhou Guanyu.

Stretching out his hand with some effort, Qin Miao said, "Nice to officially meet you, I’m Qin Miao. ’Qin’ as in Emperor Qin Shi Huang, and ’Miao’ with three water radicals."

"Professionally... strictly speaking, we’re in the same line of work, but I race on simulators."

Zhou Guanyu shook Qin Miao’s hand seriously and introduced himself, "Zhou Guanyu. ’Zhou’ as in Zhuang Zhou, ’Guanyu’ as in ’crowned the universe.’ Currently, I’m an F2 driver."

He then asked in surprise, "You’re an esports racer? Esports racers don’t need that good physical fitness, right?"

Qin Miao spread his hands, "Isn’t that narrow-minded? Can’t I, an esports racer, have the heart to become a real driver?"

Zhou Guanyu nodded and then asked, "Isn’t that path tough? I’ve also played simulators and know there are quite a few differences between them and real driving."

Qin Miao nodded deeply, "Tell me about it, when I first got into real racing, just the terrifying feeling of speed made me hesitant to press the accelerator, and there are many feedbacks that a simulator can’t give me.

"Honestly, the first time I sat in an F4 was really nerve-wracking but exhilarating."

"Well, F4 is just that, only with F2 and F1 can you experience real speed and thrill. Sitting in an F2 feels like a completely different dimension compared to driving on a simulator," Zhou Guanyu, with his extensive F2 experience, continued, "F2’s braking system is exceptional, and the G-force when cornering is several levels higher than F4. Most importantly, F2’s acceleration, that feeling of being pushed back is something I’ll always love."

Qin Miao actually wanted to experience what it felt like to drive an F2, but to be honest, Qin Miao and Zhou Guanyu had only met a few times, and they weren’t that familiar. It was impossible for Qin Miao to make such an over-the-top request to try his F2 car.

"Alright, after listening to you, I have no concentration left for training." Qin Miao picked up the dumbbell plate again.

Zhou Guanyu smiled slightly.

The two young men of similar age started lifting weights again.

From then on, they didn’t chat much, both were very focused on their stamina training. In the beginning, it was purely their competitive spirit at play.

Zhou Guanyu’s training routine was actually quite similar to that of Qin Miao’s. By 2019, methods for training athletes had long evolved into a discipline.

Europe’s racing history spans many years, and a universal training method suitable for drivers had already been summarized. Although this method wasn’t the most tailored for you, following it wouldn’t cause any issues and would provide some improvement.

They completed an entire set in about two hours.

As Qin Miao’s stamina improved, his training volume naturally increased, requiring more time. It’s worth mentioning that Qin Miao’s stamina attribute increased from 78 to 79 points.

Zhou Guanyu observed throughout as Qin Miao and he completed the entire daily training routine for an F2 driver, and he was very surprised because this volume of training isn’t something just anyone can withstand.

It was impressive that Qin Miao, transitioning from an esports racer, could keep up with his training pace, being a veteran who had been racing in F2 for two years.

However, he was just a bit surprised. After completing a set, both were already drenched in sweat and exhausted, leaving him without extra energy to ponder the reason.

After showering in the gym, Qin Miao came out just as Zhou Guanyu finished his shower too.

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