Judging from the result, Chen Xiangbei seized the last soft-tire window before the rain, which let him get into Q3 safely, and with the help of slipstream he even dragged fellow rookie Perez in with him.
At least the weather was standing on Chen Xiangbei's side.
Faced with Red's teasing, Park Dongxu's expression was extremely ugly.
He had thought Chen Xiangbei wouldn't even be able to finish his flying lap, maybe they'd even see him end up in the wall.
But this Chinese Kid forcibly held it together, many times going through corners just a hair's breadth away from losing control.
At this moment even Park Dongxu didn't know whether to say Chen Xiangbei relied on pure ability, or if he really had heaven watching over him.
"Qualifying isn't over yet, Q3 won't give him this kind of window."
Park answered stiffly. Now that it had come to the showdown, he'd stopped maintaining any so‑called neutral stance as a host and openly revealed his cards, standing on the opposing side.
