Car Racing without Money

Chapter 804 - 378: Bei Never Holds Back

The initial intensity of the second qualifying session wasn’t as expected. Perhaps it’s because of Chen Xiangbei’s absence in leading the PUSH, or perhaps everybody has already figured out their rivals’ limits and knows what kind of performance is needed to smoothly advance to Q3, prompting them to choose a conservative strategy focused on stability.After all, the crash likelihood at Monaco Circuit is very high; full throttle is akin to dancing on a knife’s edge, and the risk increases exponentially every moment.

Once a crash happens, it’s impossible to repair the car before Q3, meaning elimination as the last in Q2, so naturally, they’re avoiding unnecessary risks.

Nonetheless, as time progresses, the lap times at the front row still plunge into the range of 1 minute and 12 seconds.

"Uncle Liang, how are the brake and fluid temperatures?"

"Preheating is good, ready to start at any time."

"Remaining fuel."

"Five percent."

After getting answers from Liang Chi, Chen Xiangbei turns to ask Odetto.

"How’s the traffic on the circuit?"

"The first flying lap is basically over; traffic is currently good."

"OK, it’s my turn to perform."

As soon as he finishes this sentence, Chen Xiangbei’s gaze instantly becomes sharp.

To be honest, even with a strong heart and stable emotions, claiming to be pressure-free is a lie.

Even Senna, a "Car God" level driver, has made mistakes under heavy pressure and experienced mental imbalance.

In some sense, his crash and death were due to the intense pressure from Schumacher, who urgently wanted to prove he still had a commanding presence on the track.

But what of it?

True top-tier drivers must adjust in a short time.

So, hand trembling is real, and now calming down is also real.

Chen Xiangbei has already entered his racing state.

"Great, let’s welcome a showtime that belongs to Bei!"

Next to him, Briatore exaggeratedly claps to celebrate.

Mercedes Team can celebrate beforehand, so he can also open champagne at halftime.

When it comes to creating atmosphere, nobody can match the Italian old rascal!

With one foot on the accelerator, the HRT Racing Car speeds out of the maintenance station, as Mizutani Sho quietly asks Sawano Hiroyuki: "Senior Sawano, do you think Mr. Xiangbei has really stabilized his mentality or is it just ’forced smiles’?"

"I don’t know."

Sawano Hiroyuki shakes his head. He can understand Chen Xiangbei’s tension and pressure; however, this guy usually conceals his emotions so well that outsiders view him as a racing machine without emotions.

Much like Verstappen in later years, where during the mid-season of the 25th season, being significantly behind McLaren times and watching the championship slipping away, he once again exposed his "defensive breakdown" emotions.

But during most other times, he operates like a machine.

But immediately Sawano Hiroyuki adds: "To find out the answer, lap times will prove everything."

Whether or not he’s nervous isn’t important; as long as he can drive fast enough, that’s what matters!

"OH, Driver Bei is doing his warm-up lap; his first qualifying session performance was quite stunning, spurring intense competition among all the drivers. I wonder if he can reach another peak in Q2."

"I don’t think so."

Beside him, the local commentator Henry immediately shakes his head expressing denial.

"I believe the lap time in Q1 is already Driver Bei’s limit; further pushing in Q2 carries extreme risks, as evidenced by the final outbound lap. He needs good track grip."

"It’s likely Bei will be very conservative on this lap, only aiming to advance."

Henry immediately provides reasons; other drivers are conserving strength, so what does Chen Xiangbei have to flaunt?

"Henry, Bei is not a conservative driver."

Red also smiles and shakes his head.

The reason he let go of the arrogance and prejudice of the European whites and gradually acknowledged Chen Xiangbei, is significantly influenced by this Chinese kid’s unwillingness to be behind anyone, his everlasting yearning for speed and passion, and his unending chase for wind and freedom!

Perhaps many times in the eyes of outsiders, Chen Xiangbei has achieved his limits, even adding many unnecessary risks.

But Chen Xiangbei still does it.

This guy seems to take challenges as life’s joy; he enjoys the stimulating thrill brought by danger.

Before Henry can refute, a black and orange F1 car streaks past the starting line like a rocket.

Monaco’s narrow twists limit visibility, making most of the audience hear the engine roar first, and then before they can fully react, a phantom flashes before their eyes.

Along with it comes a gust of hot airflow!

The Isle of Man TT motorcycle race has a saying: People run ahead, souls chase behind.

Chen Xiangbei’s sprint this time has resulted in similar effect, akin to a black lightning slicing through the sky!

"Whoa, Chen Xiangbei’s speed seems even faster, I couldn’t react in time."

"Has he decided to fully PUSH this lap too?"

"It should be full-speed advance; this fits Chen Xiangbei’s style, aggressive and adventurous are his hallmarks!"

"Come on, Driver Bei, let the world know who’s the king of Monaco!"

"Capture Monaco Circuit, become the first Chinese driver to reach the top!"

Chen Xiangbei’s speed ignites the excitement of the fans on site. They wave and shout continuously, the roar of their voices not losing to the previous cheers for Rosberg.

"The Chinese kid really never slows down."

Inside the Renault Team’s P room, athletic manager Nelson can’t help but remark upon witnessing this scene.