This scene came too suddenly, many Chinese racing professionals weren't mentally prepared at all.

If it weren't for Chen Xiangbei's appearance, whether there will be a Chinese F1 Driver in the next ten years would still be an unknown!

"I used to only imagine this in my dreams, but today it has become a reality."

"I believe Chen Xiangbei, listening to the cheers and shouts of the whole audience, this moment will definitely be the proudest of his career."

"Chen Xiangbei has written history, and we have witnessed history!"

Li Bing is equally full of emotion; this feeling of dreams coming true is truly stirring.

Not only the two commentators, but also everyone in the VIP viewing area felt inexplicable excitement when witnessing this scene.

"Zhou Eyeglasses, to be honest, I feel like crying. Xiangbei became not only an F1 Driver but also the focus of East Sea International Circuit. He did it!"

Hearing Wang Fatty's slightly choked words, Zhou Eyeglasses replied with reddened eyes, "Yes, he did it. We also need to step up so we can fight alongside him in the future, rather than being mere spectators."

Zhou Eyeglasses, according to Chen Xiangbei's advice, is currently studying aerospace in the United Kingdom, specializing in proactive aerodynamics.

Since Chen Xiangbei became the best driver, he must design the fastest car himself, which is a promise among these few young people!

"Qin Lianjie, this is real racing, ours was just child's play."

In another viewing room, former Nanyun Mountain team leader Cao An is currently sitting with Qin Lianjie, watching Chen Xiangbei constantly waving from the convertible car.

Street racing is ultimately just street racing, something that can't be on stage or brought to light.

Only a true professional driver can stand in the sunlight, enjoy the cheers of the crowd, and use honor and dreams to inspire himself to keep moving forward until reaching the highest peak!

"Yes, if I could choose again, perhaps I wouldn't have given up on my career."

Qin Lianjie echoed, his emotions mixed.

He watched Chen Xiangbei step by step walk from Nanyun Mountain to East Sea International Circuit.

Once he also longed to become a professional driver, but ultimately compromised for the sake of his family and parents, just like many dreams that end without a result.

Being able to persevere and see the dawn is such a fortunate thing. Qin Lianjie doesn't envy Chen Xiangbei for becoming an F1 Driver; he envies that the other can be himself!

"Go for it, Chen Xiangbei."

A thousand words turn into a simple cheer.

Only one person hopes for safety, and that is his mother, Zhao Yumei.

Just like countless traditional family parents, Zhao Yumei doesn't understand racing, let alone what F1 is.

But she is stronger than thousands of parents in that even though she doesn't understand, she ultimately respected her son's decisions.

Now seeing her son becoming the focus of thousands, an idol and spiritual totem for countless people, everyone hopes Chen Xiangbei can achieve good results and become a champion. Zhao Yumei only wishes for her son's safety.

The brief parade ended, and the originally festive atmosphere was instantly shrouded by the tension of the race.

FIA's pre-race announcement has come out, HRT's car number 13 has changed its power unit after the qualifying session, resulting in a ten-place penalty according to the rules, placing Chen Xiangbei truly at eleventh, just ahead of Trulli.

This news immediately stirred up an uproar within the circuit.

Chinese fans were naturally shocked and then filled with disappointment and pessimism.

Many people know what starting at P11 means, Chen Xiangbei can almost be declared out of the championship fight in advance.

It was clearly a pole position full of hope, but it instantly turned into despair before the race, a gap truly hard to accept.

A small portion of other fans were overwhelmingly excited, meaning the F1 Championship title will remain dominated by Europe, Asian drivers indeed couldn't escape the curse of fate, they could never win a race!

In the HRT Team's pit room, Chen Xiangbei had already donned full protective gear ready to enter the car, Trulli was standing beside him along with the third driver Perez, and Odetto was delivering the pre-race strategy with a tactics board.

"Trulli, after the start, I hope you immediately change lanes to block cars, don't let the rear drivers interfere with Xiangbei's entry into T1, and definitely avoid any unexpected collision incidents, understood?"

After the start, the T1 corner is always the riskiest and highest accident rate turn in F1 races.

Odetto is not worried that mid-to-low-tier drivers can start and overtake or get ahead of Chen Xiangbei in T1.

He only worries about the existence of "torpedo" drivers.

Especially Indian Force driver Sutil ranking twelfth, and Renault rookie Kotval ranking thirteenth. These two have quite a grudge with Chen Xiangbei, it's uncertain what irrational actions they might take. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Originally, Chen Xiangbei was leading far ahead on pole, and these two couldn't threaten his start at all.

Now he's mixed with mid-tier old rivals, Trulli must step up to sacrifice and block actively, creating a good offensive environment for Chen Xiangbei.

Once the first and second drivers are identified, Trulli must prioritize team interests.

"Mm."

Trulli softly responded.

In the past, being second driver to Chen Xiangbei, Trulli would have seen it as a humiliation.

Time has changed, now he acknowledges Chen Xiangbei's strength and character, there's no more anger and resentment, only a psychological gap remains.

After all, every driver has a championship dream.