The Fake Young Master Just Want to Win Glory for the Country

"Why aren't these my clothes?"

Xu Xizhou was inexplicably guilty.

He washed that shirt once and never wore it again, and it seemed that there was still a very faint smell of Zhuang Jingchun on it.

When he couldn't sleep at night, holding the shirt would give him a lot of peace of mind. He was afraid that Black would find out, so he secretly hid the shirt under the pillow, but he still found out.

Black looked him up and down a few times, and snorted slightly, "With your dressing style, you wear T-shirts and jeans every day, and you can still wear shirts made of this kind of fabric? Do you think I'm a fool? You can't even tell."

"That's none of your business. You should think about how to improve your lap time tomorrow. As far as I know, your ranking today seems to have dropped a lot compared to before."

Black snorted coldly, hugged the tablet, and looked at the data analysis graph again.

Xu Xizhou let out a light breath, and while Black wasn't paying attention, he put away the shirt under the pillow and put it in the closet.

One month of youth training was fleeting, Xu Xizhou performed well and was appreciated by McLaren's senior management, and got excellent in the stage assessment.

This also means that if his performance in the second half of the season is still as dazzling as the first half, if there is a vacancy in the McLaren F1 team at the end of the year, he is very likely to be selected and become an official F1 driver.

After Black adjusted his mentality in the later stage, he performed equally well.In addition, he is British and has a natural nationality advantage. Many senior executives in McLaren value him very much.

After all, for McLaren, if it can cultivate a local F1 driver, the meaning is completely different.

"I guess it's one of you two, wait until December to see the total points."

The team manager came to the training camp to pick him up for dinner, and began to analyze the situation for him as soon as he got in the car.

"I heard reliable news that McLaren's George will transfer to Mercedes-Benz next year, and they need a young rookie to fill the vacancy..."

The team manager talked a lot, and found that Xu Xizhou was staring at his mobile phone, not listening to him at all, and couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

"Xu, what I just said is very important, did you listen to it? In the second half of the season, you must play steadily, and it is best to surpass Black in points."

"I heard it." Xu Xizhou's tone was a bit sleepy.

After getting back his mobile phone, the first thing Xu Xizhou did was to open WeChat to read the news.To his disappointment, there was no message from Zhuang Jingchun, but it was filled with unread messages from other people.Xu Xizhou replied one by one, and finally slid his finger on Zhuang Jingchun's name, and sighed deeply.

After the youth academy is over, the second half of the season will start soon.He didn't even have time to catch his breath, and he didn't know when he would see Zhuang Jingchun.

"You should rest for the past two days, so you don't have to be busy with training. I think you are tanned."

Hearing the word rest, Xu Xizhou regained his energy immediately, and sat up clutching his phone.

"So... I still have two days off?"

The team manager stared at him warily.

"You don't want to go back to China again, do you?"

"It's only two days off, how can I go back to China." Xu Xizhou suddenly thought of something, and asked tentatively, "These two days...boss...have you been to the convoy?"

"It's the offseason now, how could the boss come, and what happened to his family again."

Xu Xizhou keenly caught his last words, and his eyes widened immediately.

"What happened to his house?"

The team manager frowned and said uncertainly, "I also heard from another investor that the boss's father seems to be sick and hospitalized."

Why didn't Zhuang Jingchun tell him that such a big thing happened?

Xu Xizhou was angry and anxious, so he quickly dialed Zhuang Jingchun.

It took a long time before the other end picked it up.

"The youth training camp is over?" Zhuang Jingchun's tone was as gentle and steady as ever, as if nothing happened.

"Why didn't you tell me about Uncle's illness?" Xu Xizhou cut straight to the point.

Zhuang Jingchun was stunned for a moment, and said softly, "His illness is not very serious, and he is almost healed after the operation. I won't tell you, because the competition in Italy will start soon, and I'm afraid you will be distracted."

"What's the matter with the game? I'm yours..."

Seeing the team manager's probing gaze, Xu Xizhou had no choice but to swallow the words "agreement boyfriend".Although the team manager can't understand Chinese, it's still just in case.

"I'm also your friend, and my uncle and aunt are very kind to me. No matter what, you should tell me."

"Don't you know now?"

"You are simply..." Xu Xizhou gritted his teeth, he was so angry that he hung up the phone in a rage.

Instead of returning to London, he had the fleet manager drive him straight to the airport.

He bought the latest flight, direct to Lyon, France.

When he arrived in Lyon, it was already evening. He dragged his suitcase and left the airport, only to realize that he forgot to ask Zhuang Jingchun which hospital his father was hospitalized in.He was a little annoyed, so he took a taxi and went to the dealer's villa first.

It was quiet in the courtyard, and the lights in the villa were not turned on.It is estimated that Zhuang Jingchun was still in the hospital with Father Zhuang and did not come back.

Xu Xizhou took out his mobile phone and wanted to contact Zhuang Jingchun, but found that the battery was dead. He was sleeping on the plane and completely forgot to charge it.

Xu Xizhou cursed in a low voice, and kicked the cobblestones on the side of the road.He pulled the suitcase and backpack, and sat down by the flower bed at the entrance of the courtyard with a helpless face.

There is no other way now, but to wait here for Zhuang Jingchun to come back.

In early September, there was a hint of coolness in the night wind.Xu Xizhou was wearing only a thin T-shirt, sitting on the side of the road, his bare arms were a little cold from the wind.

He shrunk his neck, was tired and hungry, tried his best to cheer up, and stared in the direction of the gate of the villa.

After an unknown amount of time, a dazzling headlight swept over.Unable to adapt to the suddenly bright vision, Xu Xizhou subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Between the fingers, a tall and slender figure against the light appeared.

"How did you come?"

After Zhuang Jingchun saw the person sitting by the flower bed, her face was full of disbelief.

"Of course I came to see my uncle. I just have two days off." Xu Xizhou rubbed his shriveled belly with an aggrieved face.

"My phone is out of battery, I've been waiting here for hours, I'm starving to death."

"Don't you know how to ask your neighbor to borrow a charger?" Zhuang Jingchun felt distressed and annoyed.

"I don't speak French, how do you ask me to borrow it? What if someone thinks I'm a burglar and shoots me dead?"

Zhuang Jingchun rubbed his head heavily, almost making him laugh angrily.

"You don't speak French, and you don't speak English?"

"...That's right, I almost forgot."

Xu Xizhou felt that he might be really hungry and stupid, forgetting that the French can speak English.

into the villa.

Xu Xizhou put down his suitcase and followed Zhuang Jingchun into the kitchen.He watched helplessly as Zhuang Jingchun opened the refrigerator. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a sandwich inside. He swallowed, and was about to reach for it, but the man patted his arm.

"It's expired, you can't eat it."

Xu Xizhou watched him throw the sandwich into the trash can, wanting to cry without tears.

"But I'm starving, and I just want to eat something to fill my stomach."

Zhuang Jingchun took out a can of chocolates from the bottom refrigerated compartment, "Eat this first, to pad your stomach."

"Ok."

Xu Xizhou held the can of chocolate and ate it tastelessly.

On the other end, Zhuang Jingchun rolled up her sleeves, took down the frying pan hanging on the wall, and began to prepare ingredients.Xu Xizhou bit the chocolate and leaned over curiously, "Do you want fried eggs?"

"Aren't you starving to death when making burritos, this is the fastest."

Xu Xizhou chewed the chocolate in his mouth, staring at him with green eyes.

"You still make burritos? Put more barbecue and bacon, by the way, and ham and fried eggs, the more the merrier."

As Xu Xizhou spoke, his saliva almost flowed from the corner of his mouth.When he smelled the aroma of roasted bacon, he became even more greedy and couldn't help but sneak a piece.

Zhuang Jingchun watched him licking his fingers furtively, but didn't pierce him, and rolled the rest of the ingredients into the dough.After the burrito is ready, cut it with a knife, divide it in half, wrap it in tin foil, put it on a plate, and sprinkle with tomato sauce and chili sauce.

Xu Xizhou picked up the burrito, and took a big bite directly, regardless of how hot it was.The aroma of fried bacon and ham poured into the mouth together, bringing a strong sense of fullness and satisfaction.

"This is definitely the best burrito I've ever eaten!" After finishing the last piece of bread, Xu Xizhou licked the remaining tomato sauce on his fingers with relish.

"Go to bed early after eating, it's past eleven o'clock."

Xu Xizhou nodded, and couldn't help hiccupping when he saw the Filipino maid come in to clean up the table.

He went up to the second floor and found that his suitcase and backpack had been placed in Zhuang Jingchun's room.

Xu Xizhou couldn't help feeling a little nostalgic when he thought of the time when he was laying the floor here.

He opened the closet and habitually went to the bottom layer to find a moisture-proof pad.A voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"What?"

Xu Xizhou was startled by him, patted his chest, and stared at him in shock.

"Why is there no sound when you walk? What else can I do, of course I find mats and blankets to make a floor."

"Who told you to make the floor?" Zhuang Jingchun carried a new air-conditioning quilt out of the closet and threw it on the bed.

"You sleep here."

"This...isn't very good." Xu Xizhou scratched his neck.

"Be honest at night, just don't roll around." Zhuang Jingchun picked up her pajamas and went into the bathroom.

"I sleep well, okay, so I won't roll around."

Probably because he was too tired from running around all day, Xu Xizhou lay on the bed, unable to think about things, and fell asleep after a while.

When Zhuang Jingchun came back from the study, what she saw was the boy curled up in the corner, sleeping soundly.

There was a trace of tenderness in his green eyes that he didn't notice, and he walked over lightly, and covered Xu Xizhou with the quilt that fell on the ground.

Under the dim night light, the boy's sleeping face was quiet and soft, with thick eyelashes drooping like a small brush.

Zhuang Jingchun stared at his face, gradually lost in thought.After a long time, he lowered his head and kissed him on the cheek.

"……Fool."

A low whisper, like a lover's sigh.

The next day, Xu Xizhou was woken up by urinating.He drank too much passion fruit juice last night before going to bed.I felt bloated and uncomfortable early in the morning, and the first thing I did when I opened my eyes was to rush to the bathroom.

He was in a daze and didn't wake up much. When he came out of the bathroom, he thought he was living in McLaren's dormitory. Seeing that there was another person on the bed, he couldn't help kicking him in disgust.

"Blake, what are you doing in my bed?"

Zhuang Jingchun frowned, and slowly opened her eyes from sleep.

Facing those watery green eyes, Xu Xizhou suddenly woke up.

"Um, sorry. I thought you were..."

"It seems you are disappointed to see me?"

This guy is definitely mocking him.Xu Xizhou folded his arms, looking at Zhuang Jingchun's sleepy face, he was a little puzzled.

"Did you not sleep well last night? I slept pretty well."

"Of course you'll sleep well."

Zhuang Jingchun picked up her glasses and put them on, got out of bed slowly, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Xu Xizhou always felt that there was something in his words, so he couldn't help but follow him and patted him on the shoulder from behind.

"What do you mean by that? Did I influence you?"

Zhuang Jingchun didn't speak. After brushing his teeth, he returned to the bedroom, picked up the mobile phone beside the bed, clicked on the photo, and handed it to Xu Xizhou.

After seeing the above photo clearly, Xu Xizhou let out an ah, and quickly threw the phone back on the bed.

"It's definitely not me!"

How could this person who was lying on the bed in a big shape, with one leg resting on the edge of the bed, showing his navel, sleeping without image, be him?

"That's what you said, sleeping well?"

Zhuang Jingchun stared at him with a half-smile.

"Delete delete, delete quickly!"

"Why do you want to delete it? If you enter F1 in the future, this photo will be very commemorative, and maybe it will fetch a high price among your fans."

Zhuang Jingchun picked up the phone and admired Xu Xizhou's sleeping posture with relish.

Xu Xizhou regretted that he just threw his mobile phone back on the bed in agitation. He tentatively approached Zhuang Jingchun and looked at him with a flattering expression.

"How about... Let's have a discussion, you can ask me to do anything, just delete the photo."

"You can do anything?" Zhuang Jingchun had doubts in her green eyes.

Xu Xizhou looked sincerely and nodded vigorously. Zhuang Jingchun was holding the phone, with a hint of thought in her green eyes.Xu Xizhou was waiting for this gap, taking advantage of Zhuang Jingchun's unpreparedness, he quickly snatched the phone from his hand.

He frantically looked for the delete button, but accidentally swipe the picture with his finger and turned to the previous one.

He stared at the photo, slightly taken aback.

On the screen, the boy was huddled under the quilt, sleeping obediently on his side, his thick eyelashes drooping, and the fine fluff on his face could be clearly seen.

When Zhuang Jingchun realized what he had seen, her fair face flushed slightly, and she hurriedly snatched the phone from his hand.

"Hurry up and wash up, and go out for breakfast later."

After saying this, Zhuang Jingchun hurried out of the room.

Xu Xizhou stared at his back, the picture he just saw appeared in his mind, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

He thought this guy would only secretly take ugly photos of himself and take the opportunity to make fun of himself.I didn't expect him to take a photo like that again, but, that pose... where was he leaning on?

After breakfast, he and Zhuang Jingchun went to the hospital to visit Father Zhuang.

Jiang Xia stayed at the hospital to accompany her in bed last night. Zhuang Jingchun had been accompanying Zhuang's father in the hospital for the past two weeks after the operation. Jiang Xia saw that he was too tired, so she managed to persuade him to go home last night.

"Xiaozhou, it's really hard for you to let you come all the way from England."

"It's okay, auntie, anyway, London is close to France."

Xu Xizhou talked with the two elders for a while.Jiang Xia knew that he had just finished the youth training camp and had only two days off, so her face became more distressed. She turned to Zhuang Jingchun with a full face of blame.

"Why are you still staying in the hospital? Your father has nothing serious, so hurry up and take Xiaozhou out to have a good meal."

"I won't starve him." Zhuang Jingchun whispered.

"Last night, the Filipino maid told me that she flew all the way here, so you can make a burrito for dinner. How dare you say that?"

Zhuang Jingchun was speechless for a while, because she couldn't speak to Jiang Xia, so she took Xu Xizhou out of the hospital.

Xu Xizhou stood at the entrance of the hospital, waiting for him to drive over, with one hand in his pocket, and when he was in a daze, a surprised voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Xu Xizhou, why are you in France?"

Hearing this voice, Xu Xizhou was also very surprised, and he turned around in disbelief.

"Blake, it seems that I should ask you this question?"

Standing next to Blake was a tall, beautiful red-haired girl, and the two were holding hands in an intimate relationship.

"My girlfriend is French, of course I will appear here. Don't you live in London? How come to France?"

Just as Xu Xizhou was about to answer, a horn sounded behind him, and it was Zhuang Jingchun driving over.

Blake glanced curiously at the black Mercedes parked behind Xu Xizhou.The window of the Mercedes-Benz was lowered halfway, revealing the handsome and deep face of the man, and the top button of his shirt was neatly buttoned.

He had seen this face several times in the paddock, and he still had a deep impression on it. He remembered... It seemed to be an investor in the Lightning team?

However, why did Xu Xizhou appear here with a man?

Blake blinked, seeming to understand something.He looked at the handsome boy opposite him with a mocking face.

"Xu, isn't this the owner of your shirt?"