After getting out of his car, Qin Miao didn't throw himself into the team crowd like he used to.

Because the Monte Carlo track is relatively narrow and the pit area is simply not wide enough to park three cars side by side, after the race, the cars could only be parked on the track, and it's impossible to set up special guardrails there, so usually, Matthew would line up as a human wall to act as a barrier.

With the human wall in place, if Qin Miao were to throw himself out, he'd definitely crash into Matthew's door.

So after getting down, Qin Miao rushed out through the human wall and directly joined his team workers in celebration.

He hugged Frankie with his left hand and Reyes with his right, smiling happily.

The other team members Qin Miao couldn't directly reach were also patting joyously on his helmet, back, and arms, sharing in his happiness.

Their tire changes and strategic decisions were crucial for Qin Miao's performance today. Without them, Qin Miao wouldn't have reached such a high position, so he's very grateful to them.

After celebrating fiercely with his crew, Qin Miao reluctantly left the crowd.

Afterwards, Qin Miao went to weigh himself, and after weighing, he saw that Verstappen had just finished celebrating with his team's crew and was talking with Dr. Marco.

As he removed his sweat-soaked gloves, Qin Miao approached Verstappen.

"Hi, Qin, I have to say, your performance in today's race truly surprised me," Marco greeted Qin Miao first upon seeing him.

Qin Miao had met Marco before; last year, Marco and Toto had come to talk to him. However, since Marco and Toto at the time couldn't guarantee him a spot as an official F1 driver—they could only ensure he drove Red Bull or Toro Rosso during practice sessions, and if any Red Bull or Toro Rosso drivers had issues, Qin Miao would be the top substitute—Qin Miao wasn't moved by the offer. He felt the conditions weren't better than what he had at Ferrari, so there was no need to continue negotiations.

But they were all adults, at least Horner and Marco were.

So even though the cooperation with Qin Miao didn't go through, their relationship didn't sour, and they could still chat like this in the paddock.

"Dr. Marco," Qin Miao smiled and shook hands before saying, "You guys are the real winners."

He then turned to Verstappen, and without exchanging pleasantries, they hugged briefly.

After parting, Verstappen, while undoing the Velcro of his fireproof suit to cool down, curiously asked, "Did you pit early on? How many laps did that set of soft tires run? Why did you still have speed later on?"

One can't blame Verstappen for being surprised, as Qin Miao's soft tires covered a nearly equivalent distance to some drivers' hard tires.

"I only pitted once in this race, as for how long they lasted... honestly, I don't remember, probably around forty laps."

"Cheeky rascal," Verstappen expressed in astonishment.

But after only a few exchanges with Qin Miao, Verstappen saw someone important to him. After telling Qin Miao, "We'll chat more next time," he bade farewell and walked over to his significant other.

Under Qin Miao's gaze, Verstappen and his girlfriend embraced directly.

Verstappen's girlfriend held his helmet and kissed it on the mouth area.

Truthfully, seeing this scene, Qin Miao felt unexpectedly calm inside.

But thinking about it, it wasn't surprising, as he had already experienced such a scene.

After a glance, Qin Miao didn't pay further attention. After saying goodbye to Dr. Marco, he went to his locker where he kept his gear.

Behind Qin Miao's locker was a row of ceremony ladies, each with a beauty score of 75, each wearing pure white gowns, looking both elegant and somewhat evocative.

Seeing this, as Qin Miao tidied his hair, he was lost in thought.

The ladies' eyes were already on Qin Miao, as he was the only one there putting his equipment away.

They naturally noticed Qin Miao's gaze, so they instinctively straightened their chests a bit.

But what they didn't expect was that Qin Miao wasn't thinking about being with them, but rather where they got their clothes from, and how he could get a set for Qimeng to try on.

At that time... hehehe...

Just as Qin Miao was putting his things away and putting on his cap, Sainz came over after celebrating.

Qin Miao proactively extended a hand to greet Sainz, only realizing after the handshake that Sainz's palms were sweaty, and the sides of his red racing suit arms were wet, showing a dark red from the sweat.

Unlike Qin Miao and Verstappen, who didn't have this.

Qin Miao then realized that the system hadn't failed; Sainz had just barely managed the pressure, or he wouldn't have sweated so much.

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