Negotiations had even been finalized with the Ducati headquarters.
However, due to Lin Yan's father, the matter had not yet been confirmed, so no further notification was given.
Therefore, Zhang Mingzhi was unaware of this.
To avoid affecting the training of other riders on the track, Lin Yan parked the racing car at the entrance of the pit box.
He took off his helmet and wiped the sweat from his face.
A nearby staff member immediately handed him a clean towel.
Lin Yan took it and wiped his face.
He glanced at the data recorded in the test logbook.
Lin Yan frowned.
He was not satisfied with his performance just now.
Indeed, even after transmigrating, one cannot afford to be complacent.
He still needed to train this body more.
At the same time, he needed to enhance the muscle memory of this body. Lin Yan could clearly feel that the transitions in his cornering movements were slightly stiff.
If it were Lin Yan's body from his previous life, such a situation would naturally not occur, and he could achieve faster lap times.
Lin Yan told Zhang Mingzhi, who was walking over, about the issues he had discovered.
Zhang Mingzhi did not hesitate.
He immediately instructed the staff to push the car in and make modifications according to Lin Yan's suggestions.
Not only did they need to modify various parts and the car's electronic data.
Lin Yan also decided to change the livery of this car to his previous life's number 27 livery.
He still intended to use his number from his previous life to compete, which was a form of obsession.
Ten World Championships.
This was the goal Lin Yan had set for himself, and it was also the dream his two masters in his previous life had dedicated their lives to achieving, but unfortunately, none of them, the three of them, had managed it.
Having been reborn.
Lin Yan still intended to aim for this.
"Just say what you have to say, no need to beat around the bush," Lin Yan said, looking at Zhang Mingzhi, who was standing there hesitating.
"Young Master, there's a test race this afternoon. I wonder if you could..." Zhang Mingzhi, seeing Lin Yan speak, no longer hesitated and stated his request directly, looking at Lin Yan expectantly.
If Lin Yan could participate in this test race, it would undoubtedly be spectacular.
Lin Yan had already intended to train more and find his rhythm with the car, so he naturally wouldn't refuse.
Forming muscle memory.
Participating in a race was the best form of training.
At this moment, Ren Fei was also driving his racing car towards them.
He stopped next to Lin Yan, took off his helmet, revealing a handsome face, which was also covered in sweat.
Although his appearance was also handsome, it paled in comparison to Lin Yan's.
Lin Yan's youthful and handsome face, coupled with his deep and seasoned eyes, was enough to outshine all other men.
Ren Fei wiped the sweat from his face.
He turned to look at Lin Yan and gave him a thumbs-up.
He exclaimed,
"You're very strong!"
This was Ren Fei's sincere praise.
He was a straightforward person who liked to be direct. And Lin Yan had left him so far behind just now.
Lin Yan also noticed Ren Fei beside him and saw him giving him a thumbs-up.
Facing the other's compliment, Lin Yan responded with a smile,
"You're very good too!"
It was at this moment that Ren Fei learned of Lin Yan's identity from Zhang Mingzhi.
Zhang Mingzhi had not explained clearly to Ren Fei earlier due to the urgency.
Ren Fei did not expect the other party to be the eldest young master of the Lin family.
No wonder Zhang Mingzhi asked him to follow behind, but it seemed somewhat redundant.
He didn't expect this guy to be so powerful, to be able to leave him so far behind. Ren Fei's face showed a hint of awkwardness, considering he was a MotoGP rider.
Ren Fei hadn't expected someone of Lin Yan's status to also be racing.
After all, racing was a high-risk sport, especially motorcycle racing.
In his opinion, such scions of wealthy families were extremely cautious about their lives.
Facing Lin Yan's response, Ren Fei scratched his head, feeling too embarrassed to speak.
If Lin Yan had continued just now, he probably wouldn't even have been able to see the back of Lin Yan's car.
Just then.
Lin Yan leaned into Zhang Mingzhi's ear and spoke directly.
"Um... you should have factory bikes here, right?"
After stopping, Lin Yan had the idea of riding a factory bike. This was because in his previous life, Lin Yan had only ridden Aprilia's factory bikes for this level of racing.
Because he couldn't ride any others. Factory bikes symbolized the culmination of a factory team's peak technology and were highly classified. It was difficult for their own riders to ride them normally, let alone riders from other factory teams.
"Yes, Young Master."
Zhang Mingzhi naturally understood what Lin Yan meant.
Since the Shanghai Grand Prix was next week, there was a factory bike available here.
Zhang Mingzhi then instructed Ren Fei to take Lin Yan, while he would help the staff modify the racing car.
He decided to personally oversee it.
Upon hearing Zhang Mingzhi's instructions.
Ren Fei was stunned, then understood. Lin Yan wanted to ride a factory bike.
Of course, he had no objections. Given the other party's status, riding a factory bike was perfectly acceptable.
"Let's go, Young Master Lin, I'll take you."
Both of them got off their bikes.
Ren Fei beckoned to Lin Yan and said casually.
"No need to call me Young Master Lin, just call me by my name."
Lin Yan told Ren Fei his name.
Lin Yan felt it was a bit awkward to be called "Young Master Lin" repeatedly.
Although Ren Fei wasn't too concerned about such matters, he also knew that directly calling Lin Yan by his name was somewhat inappropriate.
"How about this, I'll call you Brother Lin!"
Ren Fei said after thinking for a moment.
Lin Yan's mouth twitched upon hearing this, and he felt a mix of amusement and exasperation. Ren Fei seemed older than him. Of course, if one considered psychological age, calling him "brother" wouldn't be entirely inappropriate.
It was just a form of address, and Lin Yan didn't object, letting it be.
He followed Ren Fei to a pit box.
It was the same pit box from which Ren Fei had just driven out his racing car.
After they entered, Lin Yan saw the Ducati's 2022 factory bike, the Desmosedici GP22, at the very back.
This one was also in Ducati's signature fiery red livery, with Ren Fei's racing number 39 printed on the front.
Furthermore, the entire Desmosedici GP22 used full carbon fiber fairings.
Compared to the 2021 model, this year also incorporated high-performance composite polymer materials for 3D printing some functional components, replacing the original metal parts.
This effectively reduced the overall weight of the racing car, making it extremely lightweight.
The large winglets on both sides of the racing car were designed according to aerodynamics, providing sufficient downforce to the car during operation.
The GP22 in front of him was different from the one Lin Yan had seen on the track in his previous life.
There were still some differences in certain details.
Ren Fei gestured for Lin Yan to ride it.
After Lin Yan got on, Ren Fei picked up a starter and ignited the GP22.
Sitting on this GP22, Lin Yan felt a bit awkward, possibly due to his height.
This GP22 was custom-made for Ren Fei, who was only about 1.7 meters tall, while Lin Yan was a full 1.8 meters tall.