Chapter 607: Chapter 240: Theoretical Possibility of Winning the Championship

Of course, Chen Xiangbei couldn’t sign Alonso’s name, but he promised Zhou Guanyu that he would bring him an Alonso memento in the future, such as a helmet from the Renault era.

After all, Briatore had served as Renault’s team leader and was Alonso’s agent, so getting these small items wouldn’t be a problem.

For the rest of the time, Chen Xiangbei stayed at the club to watch the training of young members, and to be honest, the performance was really impressive.

The main reason was that people like Zhou Guanyu and Ye Yifei weren’t starting from scratch without any foundation; they had already been exposed to karting training in the country for some time.

However, due to domestic constraints and the lack of a formula training system, it was very difficult for them to level up further.

Either train abroad or choose to transition.

The karting club run by Zhang Zhicong solved the difficulty of race-level karting training.

Furthermore, the early fame of Huasi Sports, the foundation of Honda’s Japanese coaches, coupled with Chen Xiangbei’s podium finish at the Australia Grand Prix, endowed this karting club with a unique status.

This is precisely why Chen Xiangbei could "coincidentally" encounter Zhou Guanyu and Ye Yifei here at this moment.

Across China, there is no better, more professional, or more famous karting club than this.

If they want to improve, they inevitably had to train here.

In a way, the Huasi Karting Club will become the cradle of Chinese racing for at least the next ten years.

During the training observation, Ito Masashi also invited Chen Xiangbei to make a lap, which served as a demonstration to let these young members realize the terrifying skill of an F1 driver.

Chen Xiangbei certainly wouldn’t refuse such a small request.

In fact, many renowned F1 drivers, such as Verstappen and Leclerc at the top level, would frequently go to karting tracks to do laps.

On one hand, it’s a way to relieve stress.

On the other hand, karting offers drivers the most direct feedback on car feeling, allowing them to regain their former state and sensitivity.

However, Chen Xiangbei’s track navigation was impeccable, showcasing F1-level skills, but his speed was about the same as Zhou Guanyu’s track record, not exhibiting the kind of crushing superiority expected by the public.

The reason was simple; it was the massive weight-to-power ratio difference brought by weight. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Compared to Zhou Guanyu, who was about ten-year, Chen Xiangbei weighed almost twice as much, which on a kart equates to overloading. Additionally, since Chen Xiangbei drove with a casual mindset, it was naturally hard to break far from the track record.

In fact, similar circumstances occurred with Haas rookie driver Bellman in later years.

This guy discovered a karting track next to the hotel while vacationing in Sweden, leading him to find ways to break the track record, such as wearing minimal clothing and removing some parts to reduce weight.

He even kept his head down on the steering wheel to minimize airflow influence and chose early morning when temperatures were lowest to make laps.

Despite all these methods, he was only faster than the track record by 0.05 seconds.

It can be said the impact of weight on karting is far greater than imagined.

After spending a day in Hong Kong, Chen Xiangbei crossed the border back to his home in Guangshen.

Learning from the lesson of landing at the airport, this time Chen Xiangbei did not opt for public transport and instead drove Zhang Zhicong’s Volkswagen R36 back, without notifying anyone.

When he took out the key and pushed open the door, he saw his mother, Zhao Yumei, standing nervously at the doorway holding a mop.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Chen Xiangbei asked, puzzled.

Seeing her son come back, Zhao Yumei froze.

She was truly caught off guard, thinking the sudden unlocking noises meant a thief was trying to break in.

"Xiangbei, you’ve come back?"

As if unsure, Zhao Yumei asked again.

"Mom, I’ve come back."

After hearing this response, Zhao Yumei put down the mop and stepped forward to give Chen Xiangbei a tight hug.

"You didn’t even give a notice when coming back. I wasn’t prepared at all!"

"Mom, does coming home really need an announcement?"

Chen Xiangbei replied with a smile, as he intended to surprise his mother.

"I would have at least cooked something you like!"

With that, Zhao Yumei began to scrutinize Chen Xiangbei, wanting to see if her son had lost weight during his time outside over the past year.

But contrary to her imagination, Chen Xiangbei was not thin; instead, he appeared very muscular and robust, in stark contrast to the pale, thin image of the high school student before.

The high-intensity professional performance, specialist physical trainer, and nutritionist, enabled the body quality of an F1 driver to be among the top on Earth, with no weaknesses in any aspect.

Although the taste of foreign food was somewhat unfamiliar, in terms of nutritional standards, there was no loss compared to home-cooked meals.

Zhao Yumei’s kind of traditional parental worry, in fact, was a bit excessive.

Of course, scientific theory is one thing and emotions are another.

After sitting down with Chen Xiangbei, Zhao Yumei quickly went to the kitchen to prepare a table full of dishes.

Mother and son sat together at the dinner table, eating while listening to Chen Xiangbei talk about his experiences abroad.

However, Chen Xiangbei concealed the hardship and danger during his career, only mentioning the light-hearted and glamorous aspects.

To this, Zhao Yumei wasn’t particularly aware; if it weren’t for her son, Chen Xiangbei, racing in F1, she might never have any connection with formula racing in her life.

But Zhao Yumei was very proud of one thing: the news on television broadcasted her son’s podium achievement and called him the pride of Chinese racing!