No one can answer Cosell's doubts at present. Even if Zhang Yifei performs well now, he still has a larger gap with the real F1 driver.

To be honest, Kossel was looking forward to it at this moment, wanting to see if Zhang Yifei is Kimi Raikkonen second or can be Zhang Yifei first!

The one-hour test run time is not long or short. In this hour, the team's voice call system, except for Yamamoto Ukyo occasionally reporting the racing data, Zhang Yifei never heard Kossell make any sound.

This made him wonder. Could it be that the old German man was changing his temper today and was not putting pressure on himself on the track?

If it wasn't for the trial run on the track and the concentration required high intensity, Zhang Yifei really planned to chat with Yamamoto Ukyo and ask what the old German man, Cosel, is doing in the repair station.

"Yifeijun, the time is about the same, you can drive the car back."

Yamamoto Ukyo's voice came from the headset. The hour of the trial run was almost done. If the timeout exceeded, a high liquidated damages would be paid.

Although Yamamoto Ukyo is not very clear about Zhang Yifei's current financial situation, he has been engaged in motorsport for five or six years and knows the financial pressure that individual paid drivers have been under.

Paying high liquidated damages for the extra few minutes on the track is undoubtedly a waste, and it also exceeds Zhang Yifei's tolerance.

On the other hand, the tires of Renault racing have reached the wear limit after almost 30 laps of trial run.

You should know that even if it is an F1 event, if you use the first stop tactic to replace the hard tire, you will probably go to the repair station to change the tire between laps 32 and laps 35.

This time, Zhang Yifei used conventional soft tires, which were far less wear-resistant than hard tires. Now he has run 30 laps, and the tires have shown obvious signs of declining grip.

Not to mention that the test run time is about to end now, even if the time is not up, Zhang Yifei needs to go back to the repair station to change the tire.

At this moment, Kossel did not pay attention to Yamamoto Ukyo's instructions. His eyes were still on the circular screen of the repair station, where various sensing data transmitted from the racing car were present.

The most important point of course is the lap speed. As Cosell predicted before, Zhang Yifei's fastest lap speed this time was more than 03 seconds faster than the Silverstone Formula Primary track record.

For a new driver who has been in contact with Silverstone for the first time, this test run data that broke the track record is already an amazing good result.

Because of this, Cosell did not issue any track commands during Zhang Yifei's test run. After all, Zhang Yifei had already run fast enough to meet Cosell's psychological expectations. There is no need to over-explore Zhang Yifei. After all, many things are too much.

Zhang Yifei drove the car back to the repair station. All the team members except Cosel gathered around at this time to help Zhang Yifei come out of the cockpit.

You should know that even if the summer in Britain is not as hot as Italy and France before, the temperature is still close to 30 in the afternoon, and the racing cockpit is as high as about 60.

And this time, Zhang Yifei planned to simulate and experience the duration of the F1 event. So for this one-hour trial run, Zhang Yifei did not have any rest or hydration behavior in the middle of the trial run, and completed the hour in a complete run.

This high-intensity test run surpassed the three events that Zhang Yifei had experienced before, and the consumption of his body was extremely huge. Just simply dehydrated, Zhang Yifei felt extremely difficult to walk out of the cockpit.

Taking off his helmet and mask, revealing Zhang Yifei's face flushed due to the high temperature. Yamamoto Ukyo took Zhang Yifei's helmet, looked at his tired look, bowed to him in admiration and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"There is no hardship or misfortune for the training for the competition. Ukyo, don't be so formal and exaggerated, okay."

Zhang Yifei responded helplessly, this guy Ukyo is good in other aspects, but the Japanese stereotyped ideas on his body are always unchanged.

Yamamoto Ukyo showed an embarrassing smile on his face when he heard it, but he didn't think bowing was an exaggeration at all. He just expressed his respect for Zhang Yifei's efforts. Is there anything wrong with this?

Zhang Yifei's focus was not on Yamamoto Ukyo's actions. He took a breath and asked, "By the way, what is my fastest lap speed? Have you broken the track record?"

Lap times are the issues that Zhang Yifei is concerned about. Although there is no agreement on the F1 driver contract this time, the title of Yinshi Station is also extremely important to Zhang Yifei.

After all, Renault's European Cup champion was Zhang Yifei's first Formula Champion in his life, and it has even reached a point where he can get it. If he gives up like this, it would be equivalent to Zhang Yifei's previous efforts and hard work, and it will become worthless.

"It's broken, the track record is almost 03 seconds long, your fastest lap is 1 minute 42 seconds 625"

Junko Takeda answered Zhang Yifei's question excitedly. This time, Zhang Yifei's process of breaking the track record can be described as extremely smooth.

Moreover, Zhang Yifei's lap speed was very stable. Except for the initial tire temperature not rising, and the tire grip decreased in the end, which caused the lap speed to slow down. Other lap speeds basically hovered on the track record, and most even surpassed the track record.

You should know that this is just the test run stage. Zhang Yifei is not very familiar with the track and route. If he enters the main race according to this standard, then Zhang Yifei will have a certain improvement. At that time, the sub-station champion of the Silverstone Track will basically be sure to win.

"It's only 03 seconds? I thought it could last more than 05 seconds."

Zhang Yifei muttered, he was not as excited as he thought, on the contrary, he was not very satisfied with this fastest lap.

During the track test, although Cosell and Ukyo Yamamoto did not tell their lap speed as before, Zhang Yifei could roughly predict his speed, and it should not be a big problem to break the track record.

Because of this test run, Zhang Yifei had an indescribable sense of fluency, unlike the three-stop trial runs in the past, which was a process of becoming familiar with it.

With this foundation, Zhang Yifei's speed improvement naturally accelerated. He had a premonition that he could break the track record and lead a lot.

As a result, it is still a little worse than my expectations.

"03 seconds is not satisfied. Do you think it is so easy to achieve if you surpass the track record of 05 seconds?"

Cosel came over with a stern face and said, Zhang Yifei sometimes had to suppress it, otherwise this kid would be prone to floating.

Hearing Cosel's words, Zhang Yifei had no choice but to shut up. This old German man's bad temper is not easy to mess with.

If he is serious, it may not be 05 seconds beyond the track record. He will let himself die according to the requirement of 1 second above the track record.

Zhang Yifei is a little confident now, but he definitely doesn't think he can reach the point of surpassing the track record by 1 second, so when it's time to admit defeat, he still has to be more low-key.

Seeing that Zhang Yifei did not answer, Cosel began to make arrangements.

"Youjing, you took Ah Hu and Chen Zhi to inspect the racing car. The test run is relatively strong and it will cause a lot of losses to the racing car. And there is no chance to test the race in the next few days. When you come to the track next time, it will be the race time, so today the maintenance is a little more thorough."

"I understand, mentor."

Yamamoto Ukyo nodded. It was very rare to make an appointment for this one-hour trial run. Next, with Renault's pre-race preparations, the Silverstone Track will basically not open. When you come to the Silverstone Track next time, it is estimated that the qualifying start time will be.

So they only have the time to complete the racing maintenance today, otherwise it would be too late to qualify.

"Fei, go to the back and change your clothes, you go back and take a rest first."

Although Kossel is strict, he is actually considering it from Zhang Yifei's standpoint.

This one-hour continuous test run consumes a lot of physical energy, with dehydration at least up to 1 kilogram. So what Zhang Yifei needs now is to return to the hotel and have a good rest.

"Um."

Zhang Yifei responded, then went to the lounge behind the repair station to replace the racing suit.

To be honest, he did feel tired at this time. This fatigue is not only caused by physical dehydration, but also mental fatigue. After all, he controls a racing car with a speed of about 200 kilometers per hour and uses various extreme ways to turn around, and his nerves are tense all the time.

With the dual influence and the relatively satisfied results of this test run, Zhang Yifei really wanted to have a good rest.

After changing the clothes, except for a few people who were racing maintenance, the others returned to the car and prepared to return to the hotel.

Because of his fatigue, the driver who returned was not Zhang Yifei, but Cosell. At this moment, Zhang Yifei and He Ziling were sitting in the second row. He raised his head and leaned on his seat, closed his eyes to relieve the nerve fatigue caused by concentration and dehydration.

At this moment, Zhang Yifei felt that his shoulder was being held down. He subconsciously opened his eyes and saw He Ziling put his hands on his shoulders.

"What are you doing?"

Zhang Yifei was a little at a loss about He Ziling's sudden action.

Maybe Zhang Yifei's overshot reaction was also a little scared by He Ziling. She stopped the movements in her hand, then lowered her head and whispered, "I think you look very tired, so I want to help you relax your muscles."

He Ziling was in the team for more than two months. She knew that after a race, the most stressed part of the driver was his neck and shoulders. Seeing Zhang Yifei's tired look, she planned to help him massage and relax his muscles.

Hearing He Ziling's words, Zhang Yifei smiled in a playful smile on his face and replied, "Okay, let me feel your skills."

Seeing Zhang Yifei's obvious smile, He Ziling's face appeared bright red, but she did not move her hands, but continued to help Zhang Yifei press the muscles on her shoulders and neck.

Feeling the force of He Ziling's fingers and the faint fragrance on his body, Zhang Yifei suddenly fell into a state of confusion, and a strange feeling appeared in his heart.

He Ziling seems to be no longer the high school girl she remembers, and she has gradually become a feminine feeling in bud.

Just when Zhang Yifei was a little distracted, the cell phone in his bag he carried with him rang, interrupting his thoughts.
Chapter completed!