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

When Xu Xizhou returned to the apartment, he was surprised to find that his messy room had been tidied up, even the sheets had been changed.

"Xiao Zhou, mom didn't find your new bed sheet, you can make it yourself." Shu Yue's voice came from outside the door.

Xu Xizhou responded, opened the closet and searched for a long time before finding a new bed sheet in the innermost part.

Just as he took out the bed sheet, Xu Xizhou was slightly taken aback when he saw the document bag underneath.After signing the agreement with Zhuang Jingchun half a year ago, he never looked through the file bag again.

On the day he moved to London, he also casually threw the agreement in the closet.Anyway, he lives alone and is not afraid of being seen by others.

Thinking of Shu Yue entering his room just now, he suddenly had lingering fears.

It's a good thing Shu Yue didn't change the sheets for herself, otherwise, if her mother saw this document, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Xu Xizhou thought for a while, took out the file bag, put it in the bottom drawer, and locked it with a key.

Staring at the chest of drawers, he suddenly thought that there were less than three months left before the end of this contract.

In other words, after he finishes this season, he won't have to be Zhuang Jingchun's contract boyfriend, and the two will never have any relationship.

Xu Xizhou couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, he fell on the bed, stared at the ceiling above his head, and sighed deeply.

Zhuang Jingchun returned to France after staying in London for two days.Shu Yue wanted to prepare for a domestic art exhibition, so she didn't stay long.Therefore, a week later, as usual, Xu Xizhou boarded the plane to Sochi, Russia alone, dragging his suitcase.

The Sochi Circuit is built next to the vast and magnificent Black Sea, and the rolling Caucasus Mountains can be seen not far away.The hotel booked by the team is close to the seaside and has a whole piece of floor-to-ceiling glass windows. When you open the window and walk to the terrace, you can smell the salty sea breeze, which makes you feel refreshed.

Xu Xizhou rested in the hotel for half a day, and went to the fitness room for training in the afternoon.

The accident at Monza had inevitably had some physical effects on him, and he was clearly aware that his reflexes had declined during training.

"Xu, why don't we take a break first, I don't think your condition is very good." After finishing the neck strength training, the physical trainer looked at him worriedly.

Xu Xizhou pressed his forehead and frowned slightly.Just now, he experienced the dizziness that would only occur after a car accident, and a certain nerve in his brain seemed to be aching.

"It's okay, come on for another 15 minutes."

Xu Xizhou is very clear about where his limit is. The recuperation of the past few days has made his body's functions slack a lot. He must step up training before the game to improve his physical fitness.

"Well, if you feel uncomfortable, you must remember to tell me."

Friday, qualifying.

The team manager watched Xu Xizhou put on his helmet and get into the racing car with a worried face.

He handed the steering wheel to Xu Xizhou, and squeezed his shoulder worriedly.

"Xu, if there is something wrong with your body during the competition, you must tell us not to be aggressive, okay?"

Xu Xizhou installed the steering wheel, put down the visor of the helmet, and gestured OK to him.

After 5 minutes, qualifying officially started.

The Sochi Circuit is a fairly modern circuit in the Formula One circuit. It is most famous for its unique, 750-meter-long left-hand turn.This corner is a test of the mechanical grip of the car, and it also has a very high requirement for the driver's judgment.

Xu Xizhou started skillfully, came to the first turn through the straight, and passed with full throttle, followed by a long straight.Xu Xizhou stared at the front intently. When entering the second turn, the huge centripetal force oppressed his neck, causing suffocating pain.

He frowned slightly, and with just half a second of distraction, he made a misjudgment when exiting the corner and almost rushed into the buffer zone.

In this qualifying race, he had an unprecedentedly difficult drive.He clearly realized that his body hadn't adapted to the rhythm of the track, and when he was speeding on the straight road, his hands and feet seemed to be imprisoned by something, and he couldn't let go.

When the qualifying results came out, he did not enter Q[-] and could only start in tenth place.It was his worst qualifying performance all season.

Parking the racing car back to the safe zone, Xu Xizhou got off the car without taking off his helmet and went straight to the waiting room.

The team manager followed anxiously, and when he arrived at the door of the lounge, he was hesitating whether to knock on the door to comfort him, when a deep voice suddenly came from behind.

"Let me do it."

The team manager turned his head and saw Zhuang Jingchun appearing, his eyes lit up.He is not a fool, he has long seen that the relationship between Zhuang Jingchun and Xu Xizhou is obviously not a simple relationship between an investor and a racing driver.

With Zhuang Jingchun around, Xu Xizhou might be in a different state.

"Boss, I thought you wouldn't come to the Sochi race." After all, Zhuang Jingchun was still busy with the company, and it was impossible to stay in the team every day.

"I will watch the remaining three games." Zhuang Jingchun nodded to him, and pushed open the door of the lounge.

There was no light in the room, and a bulge could be vaguely seen on the bed.There is Xu Xizhou's helmet on the bedside table, and the two blue numbers NO.18 on it are particularly conspicuous.

Zhuang Jingchun walked over slowly, put her finger on the number NO.18, and stroked it lightly, as gently as if she was stroking a lover's face.

"I heard the result of the qualifying round, no matter what, you have to get up for dinner."

Hearing this sound, the lump on the bed started to move, and the boy's muffled voice came from under the quilt.

"How did you come in qualifying?"

He didn't want Zhuang Jingchun to see his poor performance at all.

"I'm on annual leave. I'm free for the next two weeks."

Xu Xizhou groaned, slowly got out of the quilt, and sat on the head of the bed dejectedly.

"You are a busy person and you have time to spare." He teased, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"Xu Xizhou." Zhuang Jingchun suddenly called his name.

"When the game in Sochi is over, I'll give you a week off, and you can play however you want."

Xu Xizhou gave a soft ah, and finally had some expression on his face.

There is a one-month gap between the Sochi race and the penultimate race in Saudi Arabia. This time is neither long nor short. It is usually the time for the team to hurry up and train. He never thought about it. Zhuang Jingchun would be so generous to give him a vacation.

"What if I perform poorly in the race tomorrow? What if I don't even get points..."

"It's okay, let your fake photo go."

Xu Xizhou nodded seriously, then thought of something, and looked up at him.

"Are you now... are you using sugar-coated shells to win over me?"

Zhuang Jingchun raised her eyebrows slightly, "Then do you accept the win?"

"Let me think about it..." Xu Xizhou blinked, and suddenly stared at him, with a hint of expectation and eagerness in his eyes.

"There is another small condition. Aren't you also on vacation, or we can make do, how about forming a two-person group to travel?"

"it is good."

Xu Xizhou didn't expect him to agree so readily, his chest was filled with joy, and he suddenly felt a little elated.

"Are you in the mood for dinner now?" Zhuang Jingchun asked again.

Xu Xizhou raised the corners of his mouth and nodded with a smile.

The mood that was originally shrouded in gloom, after Zhuang Jingchun appeared, seemed to shine into the sunshine instantly.Even poor qualifying results became unbearable.

This kind of experience, even Xu Xizhou himself found it novel.

Saturday, race day.

Russia in October has become very cold, and the north wind is biting.Today's weather is not as good as yesterday, large gray lead clouds dotted the sky, and it seems that there is a tendency to rain at any time.

Before the start of the race, the team held a technical analysis meeting to discuss what kind of tires to use.Zhuang Jingchun, who has always been silent, rarely expressed her opinion.

"We don't need a conservative strategy. We can take a risk and stop immediately when it rains to change the rain tires."

The team's engineer in charge of the pit stop strategy was a little surprised. Usually they would choose the most conservative tire scheme, but they didn't expect Zhuang Jingchun to be so aggressive today.

"In case there is only light rain, or the rain stops halfway, will changing the rain tires affect the performance?"

"I've seen the weather forecasts in Russia over the years. Once it rains, it won't stop for a while, so we use rain tires."

He has a tough attitude, and the other engineers are not good at saying anything.In addition, the drivers did not raise any objections, so they had nothing to say.

After the meeting, Xu Xizhou pulled Zhuang Jingchun aside and looked at him curiously.

"You have also run the Sochi race before, why are you so sure that it will rain?"

"Does your wrist still hurt?"

Zhuang Jingchun didn't answer his question, but just stared at his right hand.

Xu Xizhou rubbed his right wrist subconsciously, "It was fine yesterday, but today it suddenly hurts."

"It's caused by the high humidity of the air. The possibility of rain on the track today is very high."

After Zhuang Jingchun finished speaking, she reached out to hold his right wrist, pressed his thumb on the injured place of Xu Xizhou, and suddenly took out a white thing from his pocket.

Seeing Zhuang Jingchun sticking a piece of plaster on her wrist, Xu Xizhou couldn't help but laugh.

"No, do you still believe this?"

"It's a good idea to try it. This plaster will keep you warm and make you feel better."

Zhuang Jingchun's fingers were slender and fair. Seeing the other party holding her wrist seriously, Xu Xizhou's heartstrings seemed to be twitched by something.

The place touched by the man brought a strange heat, Xu Xizhou was shocked, and subconsciously withdrew his hand.

"I'm going to change clothes." He turned around in a hurry, almost running away.

Five red lights go out and the game officially begins.

Although starting at No.10, Xu Xizhou made a brilliant start and passed two cars when he passed the first turn.

Entering the second turn, this is the best overtaking point in the field, and it is also the corner where all drivers compete fiercely.Only 5 minutes into the race, there was an accident at the second turn.Several racing cars collided in a row, and Xu Xizhou was involved in it, and passed by a car that was knocked sideways in a thrilling manner.

He rushed out of the chaotic bend without any risk, and the car body was scratched by debris, but it was not serious.Next, it entered the most iconic turn [-] of the Sochi circuit, a super long arc bend, which tested the driver's choice of line. Xu Xizhou focused on the front and did not dare to relax his vigilance.

He drove fairly smoothly in the first section of the track, but in the second section there were continuous mid-to-high speed corners.The bitter cold wind howled past, even through the helmet, he could feel the coldness of the north wind.

Every time he brakes, brakes, and refuels, his nerves are highly tense.The familiar pain came from the wrist again, but after that pain passed, there was another layer of warmth.

The scene of Zhuang Jingchun lowering his head and putting plaster on him flashed through his mind like a movie.A hot current surged up from the depths of my heart, and amidst the roaring engine, a strong desire to surpass screamed in my blood.

He knew that the man was watching him from the stands, just like every time before.

He wanted to prove to him that he was worth looking at.

The wind whistled in his ears, and the sound of tires rubbing against the ground was sharp and piercing, but Xu Xizhou's heart became extraordinarily calm.The pain in his wrist disappeared, and the dull aching nerve deep in his brain seemed to temporarily relax his torment.

Entering the third section, while stepping on the brakes heavily, you must complete a difficult steering.The car in front of him locked up tires here and nearly slid off the track.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he moved the line smoothly, cut to the outside, and passed the car in front smoothly.

The following corners NO.14 and NO.16 are very difficult road sections to drive, and a mistake of [-] seconds will cause the car to rush into the buffer zone.Xu Xizhou didn't dare to relax for a moment, controlled the car precisely, and smoothly entered the next corner.

In the studio, the two commentators watched in disbelief that the silver-blue racing car started from No.10, overtook all the way, and successfully counterattacked to No.5.

"Oh my god, it's shocking. We all know that Xu had a tragic accident in Monza last time. It's not easy for him to return to the track. I didn't expect his performance to be so good!"

"Yeah, the Sochi circuit can be said to be one of the most difficult overtaking circuits in the whole season, but Xu managed it. It is no exaggeration to say that he is the best driver among all F2 drivers who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Edward , His perseverance, courage and patience are not to be underestimated!"

In the stands, all the spectators were staring at the silver and blue racing car.The cold wind howled, the dark clouds hung low, and gradually raindrops fell, and water began to appear on the track.

Zhuang Jingchun was wearing earphones, and stared at the silver-blue racing car on the screen without blinking.When he saw puddles starting to appear on the track, he quickly called his engineers.

"Let Xu Xizhou find a chance to enter the station, hurry up."

The engineer's voice came over the radio.

"Xu, it's starting to rain, let's stop on the next lap."

It didn't rain very much and the track got slippery in some places but mostly dry.Many drivers did not choose to pit in order to keep their positions, but Xu Xizhou chose to trust Zhuang Jingchun, and he decisively pitted in the next lap.

After leaving the station, the rain intensified.In front of him is Chris from the unique team.The opponent did not change the rain tires, but continued to run with dry tires.Soon his dry tires could not adapt to the increasingly slippery track, and he accidentally slid out at a turn.

Xu Xizhou passed Chris easily, and before he knew it, his ranking had risen to the fourth place, within easy reach of the podium.

In front is Andrew of the Trey team.Compared with Black's sharp and impatient driving style, Andrew appears to be methodical.He knew that Xu Xizhou wanted to overtake him, so he always firmly guarded the center line, not giving him any chance.

The Trey team also chose the strategy of pitting to change rain tires this time, so the number of tire laps left by the two is actually about the same. Xu Xizhou is very clear that it is quite difficult to overtake Andrew.

The cold raindrops slid across the helmet, and the vision in front became extremely blurred. It was almost difficult to recognize the figure of the racing car in front, and he could only drive by feeling.In a daze, Xu Xizhou seemed to have returned to the rainy race at the Silverstone Circuit.

It's just that the rain in Russia is colder than the rain in England, lap after lap, he still can't surpass Andrew.Every time he thought he had a chance, Andrew would blow him away on the straight again.

Xu Xizhou knew very well that the more he was like this, the less he could be anxious. He could only keep following Andrew, looking for any opportunity to surpass him.

There are only five laps left in the race.

Entering the third turn with an exaggerated arc again, the driver's body will bear the pressure of nearly four Gs.The rain made everything blurry. Xu Xizhou couldn't tell whether there was Andrew in front of him. He just chose the best route based on his intuition. The silver-blue racing car fiercely cut into the third turn like a sharp sword coming out of its body. the bending center.

Something flashed in the field of vision, and then, the engineer's unbelievable voice came from the radio station.

"Xu, you passed Andrew, he exited the corner [-] seconds slower than you!"

"Xu, keep moving forward, don't let Andrew overtake you!"

At the moment when he surpassed Andrew, Xu Xizhou seemed to really regain his rhythm on the track.He didn't listen to the voice on the radio any more, he just stared ahead intently, the adrenaline in his whole body was rushing wildly.

Fuel, steer, brake.Entering the last lap, Andrew still clung to him, and even took advantage of DRS on the straight, and almost overtook him again.

The moment the black and white checkered flag was waved, the two cars crossed the line almost at the same time.All the spectators in the stands couldn't help but stand up, looking nervously at the direction of the finish line.

Zhuang Jingchun frowned tightly, staring at the two racing cars that qualified simultaneously on the screen without blinking.Beside him, the team manager could no longer bear to look at the track, but clasped his hands together, praying in a low voice.

"Unbelievable! Xu Xizhou defended his position on the last lap! He crossed the line [-] seconds faster than Andrew! Xu Xizhou of the Lightning team is on the podium again!" The commentator stood up excitedly.

The moment they heard the result, everyone in the Lightning team cheered excitedly and rushed to the fence.

Xu Xizhou parked the car back to the waiting area, and when he got out of the car, a group of people rushed up and surrounded him.Xu Xizhou raised his hands high and applauded with everyone excitedly.

He was wearing a helmet covered in rainwater, and he couldn't tell who was who. He just hugged each other. Suddenly, a pair of hands wrapped around his waist tightly and hugged him up.

The author has something to say:

I did the seventh round of nucleic acid today... I'm numb...