olympian big player

Chapter 709 709 - Prepare to go to the subcontinent

The game was over, and the three of them didn't want to suppress themselves anymore, so they immediately dragged Bu Zelu into the bedroom for nothing.

There is no need to enter the space of Sleeping Arhat tonight. There is no tennis match to play, and no Suzuka track to run.

Love so and so, not only does he not have to sleep at night, he has no plans to sleep tonight!
"Wahhahaha, your master is back, why don't you come to greet me?" Bu Zelu came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, and looked at the three female employees with a smirk.

"Idiot, I thought you would ask us to help you take a bath!" Zaina said with a smile, "Bubble bath."

"Damn, I forgot, hey, how did you talk to the master, recognize your identity today!" Bu Zelu pulled the bath towel aggressively and rushed over.

"Emotional, emotional, don't you want to play cosplay?"

"Yes, yes, do it again, do it again!"

"Meow~~~"

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Three days after the end of the Suzuka Circuit race, Auzawa finally took a bath in a hot spring and made up for the bubble bath he had not taken in Edo.

This time, Bu Zelu is lazily lying on the stones of the outdoor hot spring, looking at the snow not far from the shore. This little day is really pleasant.

Buzelu is not in the capital, but in Hokkaido. It has already snowed here, and the snow on the shore is already about 5 centimeters.

Unlike the capital city, I'm afraid that most of the talents uniformly changed into down jackets.

After all, it was already mid-October.

It would be a pity, but he was the only one soaking in the hot spring, and today was another day to betray his image.

The soul of Zaina's UP master ignited again, and she insisted on taking a picture of the hot spring snow scene in Hokkaido, and Bu Zelu is the protagonist of today.

Fortunately, it was a short video. If it was a video on a barrage website, he didn't have that much line skills, but even this one took more than an hour to shoot.

He was lying on the shore, his whole back was almost frozen.

"It's over, it's over, my hair is covered with snow." Bu Zelu said impatiently.

"Now, now, you are holding some snow, forget it, Xiaocha, you are pouring some snow on his head." Zaina directed from the bank.

"Forget it, if you have the flu, you will be in trouble." Viniya sat not far away, wrapped in a bathrobe, and said amusedly.

"He is as strong as a cow, hurry up, this shot is very good, come on, Xiaocha don't come into the shot, come behind me!" Zaina greeted.

"OK, it's over! I'll edit it tonight, if it doesn't work, we'll make up for it tomorrow!" Zaina put away her phone with a smile, and ran back into the house.

"It's over!" Bu Zelu quickly got into the hot spring, and his whole head sank into it.

After the filming was completed, Bu Zelu looked at the packed tea and dragged it into the hot spring, "Little tea, come and help my brother keep warm."

"Oh, don't make trouble, you are not too tired!" Xiaocha pouted and knocked off Bu Zelu's bad hand.

"I'm just holding you. Well, lie with me for a while." Bu Zelu said and took off his bathrobe.

"It's almost done. It's not good to have too many hot springs." Viniya walked to the porch by the side of the house, found a small blanket to put on her body, and lay comfortably on the tatami.

"Yes, yes, go out, let me massage you!" Xiaocha said aggrievedly, "You are not allowed to mess around, only me is allowed to move."

"Oh, so you're up there?"

"Ah, what are you talking about? I just watched you freeze for a long time, so I'm leaving, you can go clubbing by yourself!"

"Where to run!"

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During the 12-day holiday, Bu Zelu forgot about the next game after playing.

I only set off from the capital to New Delhi on October 10th, which is quite troublesome.

Bu Zelu has been playing in Hokkaido since he was at the book station. He just sent three employees back to the capital this morning, and at noon he flew to the team to gather.

You must know that the 25th is the first practice match.

This time, I didn't get in touch with the track in advance. I had to wait until the end of the practice session to enter the space of Sleeping Arhat for practice.

The organizer will definitely not give Bu Zelu the opportunity to enter the track early today, even if it is paid. The track will be inspected for the last time today, and then the track will be completely closed, waiting for tomorrow's Grand Prix weekend.

Bu Zelu, who arrived in New Delhi, didn't run away. This time, except for Xu Danian, there was no one of his own.

Bu Zelu planned not to go anywhere other than the hotel and the race track, and absolutely not to go downstairs to drink wine or something like that.

If it wasn't for staying here for three days, Bu Zelu really wanted to bring supplies from his hometown, or...

"Brother Danian, come, drink up this bowl of Ganges water!" Bu Zelu handed the pure water to Xu Danian with a smile on his face.

"Fuck you! This is imported!" Xu Danian took the water bottle and looked at the production address.

"Made in UK should be fine." Bu Zelu shrugged his shoulders, "I told you to buy something at the duty-free shop at the airport a long time ago, but you don't want to buy it."

"As for it, it's not like we grew up eating poisoned milk powder." Although Xu Danian said so, he still looked at the production place carefully, "Aren't you going out for a walk?"

"I'm going to spin some wool, and I'm going to pack it up quickly. I'm going to sleep in the RV tonight." Bu Zelu stretched his waist and spread it completely on the sofa "Besides, my buddy grew up in Xiangjiang. What you drink is imported milk powder, who is like you."

'But my brother drank the same thing in his previous life. Sure enough, you can only travel through time and be reborn after drinking poisonous milk powder. '

"Cut, Xiangjiang guy." Xu Danian looked at Bu Zelu with contempt.

Bu Zelu met up with the team's staff at the hotel, and after dinner, someone took him to the track.

Originally, the team arranged for the staff to stay in the 5-star hotel in New Delhi, which is the capital of the people after all.

No matter where in the world it is, the capital is generally not bad, and places like rich people's districts are no different from their hometowns or Europe and the United States.

But if you want to go to the track from here, you have to cross the entire capital and reach the track for at least 3 hours.

And this is with convenient transportation.

You must know that the Buddha Circuit is not really next to New Delhi, but to be precise, it is in the city of Noida.

If you describe it from the map, this track is in 'Langfang'.

The hotel where Bu Zelu is currently staying is equivalent to the second ring road in Beijing.

As for the place of the third brother, it is similar to that in Seoul. After leaving a few major cities, it all belongs to the countryside.

Well, this kind of countryside belongs to the kind of countryside in my hometown in the 80s. If you compare it with the countryside in your hometown, it is completely incomparable.

Just like Bu Zelu's parents live in the east of Guangdong, they also live in the village, but is that called a village?A large community surrounded by high-rise buildings and small villas.

Bu Zelu and Xu Danian rested for a while, and there was no jet lag when they came from the capital. After dinner at 5 pm, they drove directly to Langfang with the team members.

Emmm, Buddha International Circuit in Noida.

The team was even more happy when they heard that Bu Zelu was going to sleep in the caravan in the parking lot of the track. The place was equivalent to a small closed environment, and outsiders could not enter without permission.

Living in the RV will prevent the team from worrying about Bu Zelu running out to play and getting into trouble, let alone what to do if you have a bad stomach, it would be nice to stay in the team honestly.

When he came to the paddock, Bu Zelu found that there were quite a lot of staff here, which felt the same as when he went to Dakar back then.

There are quite a lot of staff at the station, and Bu Zelu even discovered that Raikkonen is also staying here.

If it weren't for the resident, Raikkonen would have dragged Bu Zelu to find a place to have a drink, but even so, the two had found a caravan, where they drank a bottle of red wine and chatted.

"Kimi, are you playing billiards?" After drinking for a while, Bu Zelu felt really boring. That's all for this bar, and Raikkonen is the kind of dry drinker.

"Where is the resident?" Raikkonen looked puzzled, it was still early, and he didn't know why.

"I think there are people playing at Ferrari. Haven't you been with Ferrari before? Go over and talk about it." When Bu Zelu just came over, he saw a pool table on the second floor of Ferrari's super touring car.

"Go, go and have a look!" Kimi had nothing to do anyway.

With Kimi leading the way and saying hello, the two of them ran to the second floor of this unknown RV. There were two Ferrari employees playing there.

The two greeted each other and found a place to sit down.

After waiting for a while, someone as shameless as Bu Zelu soon got a chance.

"Come here, let me show you snooker-level masters!" Bu Zelu rolled up his sleeves, looked at Massa's tire worker opposite, and laughed.

"The 13-year-old snooker European champion?" Alessandro knew Boucher well, and joked as he stood aside.

"Ha, that's the European champion too!" Bu Zelu said unconvinced.

"Well, let's go to McLaren, there really is a snooker table there." Alessandro said.

"Damn, why didn't I see it!" Bu Zelu saw this one as he walked all the way.

"Over there in their work area, I don't know if we can be allowed in." Alessandro shrugged.

Bu Zelu knew as soon as he heard it that the work area of ​​each team is the front and rear of the maintenance area, the front is facing the maintenance room, and the back is the VIP guest room.

Generally, this kind of guest room will be slightly decorated, there is a bar model, and there is also an entertainment area, but generally there are one or two F1 simulators, so that guests can experience it.

"Walk around, go over and ask, if it doesn't work, move out!" Bu Zelu also understood, and the resident RV can come if you say so.

But it is unrealistic to go to someone else's maintenance room, after all, it is suspected of stealing information.

Several McLaren staff were cleaning up the maintenance room, and suddenly found a group of people from Lotus, Ferrari, and Mercedes killing them.

(End of this chapter)