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

"Have it?"

Zhuang Jingchun's tone was a little dry, he subconsciously rubbed his eye sockets, and found that his fingertips were a little wet.

"This seems to be the first time I've seen you cry." Xu Xizhou turned sideways, facing him, his obsidian eyes seemed to be shining like stars.

"It means...you love me badly, don't you?"

Zhuang Jingchun hummed softly, "Yes, I regret that I didn't fall in love with you sooner and caused you to suffer so much."

"How early do you want?" Xu Xizhou chuckled and hooked his neck.

"Want to date a minor?"

Many times, Zhuang Jingchun will forget that Xu Xizhou is just a boy under 20 years old.The deepness and thoughtfulness in his eyes are not what people of this age should have at all.In the past, Zhuang Jingchun couldn't figure out why he had changed so much. Until tonight, the answer was finally revealed.

Zhuang Jingchun chuckled softly, "I don't dare, if your grandfather finds out, he will probably break my leg."

After speaking, he sighed again, hugged Xu Xizhou's waist, lowered his head and kissed him lovingly on his lips.

"If only I was born again, I could find you earlier, maybe you won't have to be kicked out of the Lu family and suffer so much torture."

Xu Xi Zhousha nodded preoccupiedly, and thought of something else, "Actually, I thought about it later, if it wasn't because of my rebirth, maybe I wouldn't have had the chance to find my real family, and it would be impossible for me to have any intersection with you, so, I Still lucky."

The two of them were chatting almost all that night. It was the first time that Xu Xizhou had said so many words, and he almost confided to Zhuang Jingchun the things that had been on his backlog for two lifetimes.

In the early morning, he fell asleep drowsily leaning against the man's arms, his fingers subconsciously grabbing his neckline and not letting go.

Zhuang Jingchun stared down at his sleeping face, finally lowered her head, kissed the corner of his mouth, and fell asleep with her arms around him.

The next morning, Xu Xizhou was woken up by Carl's phone call. When the other party learned that he was still in England at this time, he couldn't help complaining in his tone.

"The team has already flown to the Jeddah track to start preparations, why are you still in the UK? You should have arrived at the track hotel this morning!"

"I've already bought a plane ticket, and I'll be heading to the airport soon."

His voice woke up Zhuang Jingchun next to him. The man rubbed his eyes, opened them in a daze, took the glasses by the bedside and put them on.

"Fleet manager's phone number?"

Xu Xizhou nodded, kissed him on the forehead, quickly jumped out of bed, and went to the balcony to answer the phone.

He explained it to the team manager for a long time before the other party stopped chattering.Xu Xizhou returned to the bedroom with some helplessness, and immediately began to pack his luggage.

"Leave without breakfast? There are still some ingredients in the refrigerator, and I can make them quickly."

"Forget it, I'll go directly to the airport to eat. If I can't make it to the Jeddah track today, the senior management of McLaren will have opinions on me."

Zhuang Jingchun nodded and had no choice but to send him to the airport first.It was not the first time that this kind of parting happened, but at this moment, Zhuang Jingchun felt extremely difficult.

"You go back, there are still some furniture to be delivered to the door today, and the acceptance depends on you."

"Well, you must sleep for a while on the plane, or you will have to start training when you return to the track, and you will be too tired."

In front of the security checkpoint, Xu Xizhou smiled and waved to Zhuang Jingchun.

Zhuang Jingchun watched his back disappear into the long queue, and after a while, she turned around and walked towards the parking lot.

Back in Saudi Arabia, Xu Xizhou quickly put himself into devil's physical training again.

Originally, he and Zhuang Jingchun made an appointment to video at a fixed time every night, but after returning from England this time, for some reason, Zhuang Jingchun called him several times a day to ask him how he was doing.When videoing at night, I have to watch him fall asleep to be at ease.

On this day, after the practice match, Xu Xizhou returned to the lounge, only to find that he had left his mobile phone in the hotel today.

After all, he hadn't contacted Zhuang Jingchun since he came to the track in the morning, and it was past ten o'clock now, so he didn't know if that guy would have any complaints.

Xu Xizhou hurried back to the hotel, took a look at the mobile phone on the bed, and sure enough, several missed calls were all from Zhuang Jingchun.

He took off his shoes, sat on the edge of the bed with bare feet, and dialed Zhuang Jingchun directly through the video call.

After the notification tone rang a few times, the other end picked up.

Before Zhuang Jingchun could speak, Xu Xizhou crackled like a machine gun, "Listen to me, I didn't bring my mobile phone to the track today, and I stayed at the hotel all the time, so I couldn't answer your call. Don't worry , I'm fine, nothing happened."

On the other end, Zhuang Jingchun was silent for a few seconds.He almost began to wonder if Xu Xizhou was the roundworm in his stomach, otherwise how could he know exactly what he was thinking.

"Of course I know that you are training on the track. It's just that I'm free today, so I called you a few times."

Xu Xizhou held the phone closer, looked at the background of Zhuang Jingchun in the video, and frowned slightly.

"Are you still in the company at this late hour? You also said that you are free, but I don't believe a word."

"I'm alone when I go home. It doesn't matter if I stay in the company for a while." Zhuang Jingchun put her phone on the bracket and couldn't help asking about the practice match.

"It's okay, I feel a little better than last time, maybe I'm slowly getting used to it."

Xu Xizhou suddenly thought of something and looked at him excitedly.

"I forgot to tell you before that the updated F[-] calendar is out, this year's final race is not held in Abu Dhabi, but in China, which is the track in City B that grandpa mentioned last time. Then I can play at home!"

His obsidian eyes were filled with pure excitement, and Zhuang Jingchun was also infected by his joy, and couldn't help but smile on his face.

"That's great. F1 hasn't set up a race in China for many years. This is big news."

"However, I'm still a little worried."

"worry about what?"

"The tickets can't be sold. It's not like you don't know. The reason why F[-] canceled the race in China before was because there were too few people who came to watch the race. The organizing committee felt that it was losing money. Of course it couldn't go on. If this year The final match of the competition is also the same as before, and it is estimated that the qualification for the domestic competition will be disqualified next year."

"Don't worry, what you're worried about won't happen."

Zhuang Jingchun looked at the boy with a smile on her face, "Didn't you notice that the domestic audience doubled compared to before when you raced in Bahrain last time? You are now an internationally renowned driver, and your popularity in China is also very high. , there will definitely be many fans of yours to support the game at your door. You don't have to worry about not being able to sell tickets."

Xu Xizhou thought about it, and it seemed that he did too.

After the movie "Dream Chaser" was released, many viewers left messages wanting to watch the F-[-] race, and there are also many car fans in the circle who are looking forward to the domestic race being held again.

Carrying the hopes and expectations of so many people, the tickets for that day probably won't sell too badly, right?