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

15 minutes ago.

When the orange-red racing car and the silver racing car collided heavily, the studio immediately cut the camera.On the high-definition screen, everyone could see that the NO.18 car was thrown into the air due to inertia, lost control, and smashed hard on the track.

Countless debris splashed out, and the pungent gasoline smell filled the entire track in an instant.The audience in the stand area all stood up when they saw this scene, their eyes widening in shock.

"OMG this is definitely the biggest crash of the season!"

"It's Black's responsibility. He was too eager to overtake and didn't grasp the distance at all."

"I think it's Xu Xizhou's problem. He knows that the car behind him is going to overtake him, so he should leave enough space for Black. If you want me to say, Xu Xizhou doesn't have the demeanor of a driver at all. He is narrow-minded and self-inflicted."

"I also think there is a problem with No.18. He can surpass others, but he can't accept others surpassing him. He is too small."

Wang Miao has also stayed abroad for several years, so she doesn't speak English very well, but normal communication is absolutely no problem, and the discussions of the middle-aged white people next to her can naturally be understood.He clenched the bag of potato chips in his hand, stood up abruptly, and grabbed the collar of the white man who said Xu Xizhou had done it to himself.

"Say it again, whose responsibility is it?"

The white man spread his hands and looked upset, "Hey, buddy, don't be so excited. Do you want me to call security?"

"Wang Miao, are you alright, what are you doing crazy here?"

Zhang Yan's voice came from behind.He saw the whole incident clearly.After all, with racing experience, it can be seen that 90.00% of the responsibility for this crash lies with Black.

Although he saw Xu Xizhou's outstanding performance at first, he felt a little jealous in his heart, and even secretly hoped that he would overturn.But now that something really happened to Xu Xizhou, hearing others wantonly mocking Xu Xizhou, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Seeing Wang Miao's impulsive appearance about to fight with someone again, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he quickly grabbed him.

"Xu Xizhou is already in the ambulance, are you still in the mood to quarrel with someone here?"

"Leave me alone!"

Wang Miao let out a breath and realized that now is not the time to quarrel.It's a pity that the audience in the stands couldn't enter the paddock, so he had to hurry to find out which hospital Xu Xizhou was sent to.

Wang Miao glanced at where he was sitting, and suddenly frowned, "Isn't Lu Rong sitting next to you? What about others?"

When Zhuang Jingchun arrived at the hospital, the gate was already surrounded by media reporters. F2's Italian sub-race has attracted tens of thousands of spectators. As soon as the crash happened, it became a hot search in European countries. The attention is higher than any other F2 sub-race.

He went in through the stairs of the side door and arrived outside the operating room, where the team manager and several engineers were waiting anxiously.

"I don't care what method you use, let all those reporters leave." Zhuang Jingchun said in a deep voice.

It was the first time for the team manager to see him getting so angry. He nodded quickly and asked his assistant to follow him downstairs.

After Zhuang Jingchun finished speaking, it seemed that she had expended a lot of effort, and her whole body was a little tired.He glanced in the direction of the operating room, found the nearest bench, and sat down slowly.

"Boss, I think you look very bad, do you want to drink something?"

An engineer came tentatively with hot coffee.

Zhuang Jingchun shook her head and said in a low voice:

"Go and rest, I'll do it right here."

He was alone in the quiet corridor.He lowered his head in silence for a long time, then slowly raised his head and looked towards the door of the operating room.

He remembered the scene where Xu Xizhou said goodbye to him at the airport.He promised Xu Xizhou that he would definitely go to Monza to watch his game.The boy was held in his arms, his black eyes sparkling with joy and anticipation.

"Then see you at Monza."

He wished so much that time could stop at that moment.

He used to always feel that the two of them still had a lot of time, so even if the love in his heart had reached an irresistible level, for the sake of ridiculous self-esteem, he would not easily express his feelings.

I always feel that the person who speaks first seems to lose.

However, at this moment, he realized how wrong he was.

God will not give him chances again and again. What he thought he was bound to get is actually as fragile as a bubble and will leave him at any time.

His self-esteem and desire to win, which he refused to give up no matter what, were all worthless in front of Xu Xizhou.

A faint smell of disinfectant filled the air.

When Xu Xizhou woke up, the first thing he felt was the pain in his neck, as if he was being pressed by a boulder.He frowned slightly, and was about to reach out to touch his neck, but found a thick white bandage wrapped around his right hand.

In an instant, all the images of the crash flooded up.There was a faint tingling sensation deep in the brain, as well as a slight dizziness.He had to close his eyes again.

Suddenly, there was the sound of the ward door being pushed open.Doctors and nurses came in and examined him all over.Xu Xizhou let them fiddle with him, and didn't bother to open his eyes.After the doctors and nurses had left, he suddenly felt a different gaze, which fell on his face as if carrying a weight.

He seemed to have a feeling, opened his eyes, and saw a pair of familiar green eyes.

"Uh... let me show you a joke."

Xu Xizhou did not expect such a scene to meet Zhuang Jingchun in Monza.He felt somewhat ashamed of himself.

When he was only one step away from the championship, he crashed.

"Are you only worried about showing me a joke?" Zhuang Jingchun stared at him quietly.

"Is there any discomfort in your body?"

"It feels okay, but my head is a little dizzy and my neck is uncomfortable." Xu Xizhou tried to move his body. Fortunately, although his wrist was injured, it was not broken, and his leg could move.

"By the way, how is Blake?"

"I don't know."

"Then... is the competition over? Who won the championship?"

"I don't know."

Xu Xizhou was a little confused, "Don't you even read the news? Although the car crashes, the race will be suspended, but it will continue. Show me your phone, I want to see who won the championship."

Xu Xizhou talked a lot, and found that Zhuang Jingchun was still standing there motionless, but her green eyes were very deep, staring at him without blinking.

Xu Xizhou finally realized dully that something was wrong with the atmosphere.He leaned back on the pillow and looked at Zhuang Jingchun hesitantly.

"Why...why are you looking at me like that?"

"Xu Xizhou, can you care about yourself?" Zhuang Jingchun seemed to have finally endured enough, her tone was low, with a hint of anger.

"Your mother and grandpa both watched the game. They're on the plane coming to Italy. Do you know how worried they are with the way you look?"

Xu Xizhou was silent for a few seconds, then carefully raised his eyes to look at Zhuang Jingchun.

"Aren't I fine? I'm just a little dizzy, but nothing serious happened, and I'm not missing an arm or a leg."

Compared with the car accident in his previous life, his car crash is nothing worth mentioning.

"Are you all right?" Zhuang Jingchun suddenly approached him, pressing her finger on the corner of his eye that was scratched by the debris.

"Your helmet is all shattered, and the shard almost got in your eye. Did you know that if the shard was shifted by another centimeter..."

I don't know if it was Xu Xizhou's illusion, but Zhuang Jingchun's tone of voice seemed to tremble a little, and his face was terribly pale, as if he was the one who experienced the accident.

"Xu Xizhou, have you ever thought about...what if you can no longer drive a racing car?"

Xu Xizhou raised his head slightly, looking at Zhuang Jingchun's bloodless face.His heart seemed to be hit hard by something, and he suddenly understood Zhuang Jingchun's strange reactions just now.

"I didn't think about it that much."

He held Zhuang Jingchun's hand instead, his fingers tightly grasping the man's cold palm, raised his face, and looked at him deeply with black eyes.

"God has always favored me, hasn't it? I have found my biological parents, I have such good relatives, and I still have hope to enter F1. For me, life is already very lucky."

"What's more...and you are by my side."

Zhuang Jingchun's long eyelashes drooped, she looked down at the two hands clasped, and said nothing.

"So, what does this little injury mean to me?" Xu Xizhou showed a big smile.

"I am someone who wants to win the F2 championship, and I will not be easily defeated by this small setback."

Zhuang Jingchun looked at him, speechless for a long time.Sighing helplessly, he rubbed Xu Xizhou's head.

"It's hard to say whether you can participate in the next game like you are now."

Xu Xizhou blinked, and was about to say something when there was a knock on the door.

It was Lu Rong standing outside.

"Xiao Zhou, are you alright?"

Lu Rong's face was full of worry.He walked to the hospital bed, looked at the scratches on Xu Xizhou's face, felt a pain in his heart, and was about to reach out, but the man behind him grabbed his arm tightly.

Zhuang Jingchun looked at him expressionlessly.

"The patient needs to recuperate. Please, Master Lu, stay away from him."

"How did you find this place?" Xu Xizhou was quite surprised to see Lu Rong.

Lu Rong silently withdrew his hand and stood aside.

"Your fleet manager knew me and let me in."

Xu Xizhou groaned, suddenly feeling a little thirsty in his throat.He glanced at the empty glass on the bedside table, and whispered, "I really want to drink water."

As soon as the words fell, both hands reached out to the cup almost at the same time.Lu Rong stood closer to the bedside table and grabbed the glass first.

"I'll pour you water right away."

He turned and walked towards the water cooler.

Zhuang Jingchun snorted coldly, folded her arms, pulled the sofa chair, and sat down beside Xu Xizhou's bed.

Lu Rong poured water back and was about to pass it to Xu Xizhou, but was stopped by Zhuang Jingchun halfway.

"I'm fine here. The doctor said that he needs to rest. It's not good to have too many people. You can go out."

Lu Rong was robbed of the water glass by him, and without expression, he glanced at the fruit basket on the bedside table.

"Xiaozhou, do you want some fruit? How about I peel a banana for you?"

Xu Xizhou smiled awkwardly.He is not a fool, he has long seen that the two people are not in harmony.When he was having a headache on how to get Lu Rong out, there was another knock on the door of the ward, and this time it was Wang Miao and Zhang Yan who walked in together.

When Wang Miao saw his injured face, she yelled and reacted exaggeratedly, causing Xu Xizhou a headache.

Although Zhang Yan looked gloating, he didn't mock him.Compared with Xu Xizhou, he seemed to be more unable to bear Wang Miao's noise.After staying for a few minutes, Wang Miao was dragged out of the ward.

After Lu Rong also left, the ward was finally completely quiet. Xu Xizhou lay back on the pillow and exhaled softly.

The team manager came in just now and informed him of Black's situation.The opponent was not as lucky as him, and suffered a much more serious injury, with a moderate fracture in his right wrist, so he definitely had no hope of participating in the next match.

Xu Xizhou looked out the window and sighed softly.

"This guy Blake is quite miserable."

"If he hadn't been so reckless, he wouldn't have fallen into this situation. When the FIA's judgment comes out, he will be penalized with points." Zhuang Jingchun said coldly.

Xu Xizhou nodded, he was a little sleepy after talking too much just now.His eyelids drooped lazily, he looked in Zhuang Jingchun's direction, and said softly, "I'm a little sleepy, I need to sleep."

Zhuang Jingchun gave a soft acknowledgment, and was about to turn around to draw the curtains when something grabbed her wrist.

Xu Xizhou thought he was going to leave, so he reached out and grabbed him without thinking, with a hint of attachment in his black eyes.

"Don't go yet, okay?"

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Jinjiang is too stuck, I have been unable to log in, sorry