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

When Xu Xizhou was helped down from the ambulance, he saw Karl at first sight.

The other party came over aggressively, with thick eyebrows furrowed.He thought that Karl would definitely scold him in a rage, but he didn't expect the man to walk up to him, and after looking him up and down, he sighed heavily.

"It's fine."

Although Xu Xizhou withdrew from the race, Charles performed well and finished No.5.So the team can still get points.Thinking of this, Carl's expression became much calmer.

Furthermore, seeing that this guy seemed to be walking unsteadily, he felt uncomfortable.

He should have guessed Xu Xizhou's stubborn temper, the more he was not allowed to do something, the more he wanted to do it.His previous method was wrong, he should communicate with Xu Xizhou in a more gentle way, maybe the other party will still listen.

"Aren't you going to scold me?" Xu Xizhou took off his helmet, his black eyes dimmed.

He wished Karl could scold him, maybe he would feel better.

"What am I scolding you for? DiCario made the first foul. Don't worry, I'll complain to the organizing committee later. This guy thinks he's a world champion, and he's used to watching Red Bull. "

While Carl was cursing, Xu Xizhou was already supported by the medical staff and sat down on a chair.

Just now in the ambulance, the doctor gave him a simple examination and confirmed that he has no trauma, and he will have to go to the hospital later for a more detailed examination.

After learning the lessons of many tragic accidents, the protective measures of F1 racing cars are now very strict. Even if there is a crash, as long as there is no fire, the drivers will not be hurt.

Therefore, when Xu Xizhou got out of the racing car, he didn't feel much pain, but his head was a little dizzy.

A pack of ice cubes was handed over to him, Xu Xizhou thanked him, and was about to press it on his forehead when he suddenly felt that hand seemed familiar.

He raised his eyes slightly, only to realize that Zhuang Jingchun was standing in front of him at some point, his green eyes were full of worry and anxiety.

Zhuang Jingchun pressed ice cubes on his forehead for him, and gently pressed his temple with the other hand.

"Why did you come here so soon?"

Zhuang Jingchun didn't speak, but Qingjun's brows frowned even tighter.Xu Xizhou knew that he was worried about him, so he hooked the corners of his mouth and held Zhuang Jingchun's wrist.

"I didn't have any accidents with such a serious crash on the Monza track before. Today it's just a small scratch. It's okay."

Zhuang Jingchun lowered her eyes, and held Xu Xizhou's hand with her slender fingers.

The moment Xu Xizhou crashed into a car, his throat seemed to be strangled by something, he couldn't make any sound, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be frozen instantly.

A rational voice in my heart said that his racing car was not seriously damaged, and he must be fine.But at the same time, there is a demonic voice saying, look, the person you love the most may end up like you.

The biting coldness penetrated into the bone marrow, and before he even had time to speak to Jiang Xia, he ran off the stands and rushed into the McLaren pit lane.

Seeing Xu Xizhou get off the ambulance safe and sound, he felt that his feet were firmly on the ground, and the blood in his body warmed up again.

At that moment, he had the illusion that he was alive again.

Seeing that Zhuang Jingchun kept silent, Xu Xizhou was the one who was anxious. He held the man's cold hand and couldn't help but put it to his mouth and let out a sigh.

"You're wearing quite a lot, why are your hands so cold? Are my mother and Aunt Jiang okay?"

Zhuang Jingchun seemed to have just recovered, and looked down at him.

"They'll be here right away."

Soon, Zhuang Jingchun's parents and Shu Yue also arrived.Seeing that Xu Xizhou was not injured, Shu Yue breathed a sigh of relief, and finally there was some color on her pale face.

"Aunt Jiang, I'm sorry, today is the first time you've come to watch my game this season, unfortunately, I failed your expectations."

Hearing Xu Xizhou's words, Jiang Xia's heart ached, and her eyes turned red instantly.

"Silly boy, what are you talking about? No matter what the results of the competition are, Aunt Jiang will always support you and be proud of you."

Shu Yue also said, "Xiaozhou, nothing is as important as your safety. I don't care about your race results, I just want you to get off the car safely every time."

Xu Xizhou smiled, held Shu Yue's hand on her shoulder, and smiled at the woman.

With tears in her eyes, Shu Yue gently stroked his black hair.

At this time, medical staff came over, ready to take Xu Xizhou to a nearby hospital for a detailed brain examination.Xu Xizhou didn't want to mobilize the crowd, so he asked Zhuang Jingchun to accompany him to the hospital.

Fortunately, Xu Xizhou did not have a concussion after the examination results came out.The sprain on the leg is not serious, just apply medicine on time and rest for a few days.

That night, the two returned to the UK.

The next race is in Miami, the schedule is not too tight, Xu Xizhou has enough time to rest.It's just that after he returned to the UK, he was a little depressed. Most of the time he sat in the living room, staring at the plants outside the floor-to-ceiling windows in a daze.

The roses in the yard are about to bloom, and the pale pink buds are swaying in the night wind.

"Do you want to go for a walk in the yard?"

Zhuang Jingchun didn't know where to get a wheelchair and pushed it in front of him.

Xu Xizhou was a little helpless, "Why do I feel like a disabled person? Isn't it just a sprain? There's no need to make it so exaggerated, right?"

"If you don't want to sit in a wheelchair, then shall I carry you out?"

Xu Xizhou shook his head, "Forget it.

When the two are together, the one who chats is often Xu Xizhou.Now that he was quiet, Zhuang Jingchun was not used to it.

He always felt that Xu Xizhou's state was not right, as if he hadn't recovered from the previous crash.But Xu Xizhou didn't take the initiative to talk about it, and he didn't dare to ask, for fear of poking his scar.

The crash at Imola was trending on Twitter late at night.DiCario is a four-time world champion and has a lot of diehard fans.Although the organizing committee released a clear track video showing that Di Canio violated the rules, many people felt that the penalty for canceling his results was too heavy, and some even transferred their anger to Xu Xizhou.

"I've never seen such an overreaching person. Don't overtake if you don't have full confidence. You deserve it if you get hit."

"Who is this Xu Xizhou? Why have I never heard of it? I bought it with money. I haven't even been on the podium once, and my driving skills are too bad."

"Going back upstairs, Xu Xizhou was the former F2 champion, and was recruited by McLaren with a high salary. When he first entered F[-], he and Edward were called twin stars. This time Edward took fourth place, but Xu Xizhou retired. , What a sarcasm."

"Damn it, this guy collided with a Mercedes-Benz in the last race, and this time he collided with a Red Bull. It's like a powder keg. Can such a dangerous person drive F1?"

"If you ask me, what DiCario did is too right. You can hit it a little harder. To deal with this kind of ignorant kid, you have to use unusual means."

……

Zhuang Jingchun took the mobile phone from Xu Xizhou's hand.

"stop looking."

Xu Xizhou snorted, he had nothing to do.Zhuang Jingchun didn't let him look at his phone, so he had to turn on the TV and watch the international news.

After watching for a while, he became sleepy. Zhuang Jingchun was sitting next to him, and he subconsciously leaned into his arms, finally resting his whole head on his shoulder.

Zhuang Jingchun lowered her eyelashes and reached out to touch his face.

"Go to bed if you want to sleep."

Xu Xizhou put his arm around his arm and yawned.

"Then you hug me over there."

There was an unknowingly coquettish tone in his tone, Zhuang Jingchun's heart softened, she hugged him horizontally, and went into the bedroom.

Xu Xizhou lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling above his head, not feeling sleepy.

"Austin, I always thought that I would be satisfied if I could enter F1, but then I realized that people's greed is endless. After entering F[-], I wanted to get points again, and now I can get points, I also hope to be on the podium. However, who can always have smooth sailing? When you are full of expectations but don’t get them, the pain will be doubled. Tell me, should I have no expectations at all?”

Listening to Xu Xizhou's words, Zhuang Jingchun felt as if there was a soft knife on his chest, scraping his flesh little by little.

He also experienced situations where he was full of hope, worked hard, and ended up with nothing.Xu Xizhou's feelings at the moment, he understands better than anyone else.

He turned around, looked at the boy's depressed eyes in the dim light, and held his hand tightly.

"Xiaozhou, I used to have the same feelings as you. When I was most desperate, I even thought about giving up my life. However, thinking of those around me who care about me and love me, I still persisted. You said that if there is no expectation, Maybe there is no pain of disappointing expectations, but what is the point of life if there is no expectation?"

Xu Xizhou looked at him silently.Yes, what is the difference between a life without hope and a pool of stagnant water?Don't try because you are afraid of the result?

How could he have such a cowardly idea?

"Xiaozhou, it's normal to lose a game. You don't need to care what others think or think, as long as you have no regrets about yourself, as long as you try your best, you don't have to be so demanding on yourself."

Xu Xizhou nodded lightly. He hugged Zhuang Jingchun's waist, closed his eyes, and absorbed the breath from his body.

"I really don't know what I would do without you."

Zhuang Jingchun kissed his black hair, and gently stroked the back of his neck with her fingers.

"I should be the one who said this. Without you, my life would be a pool of stagnant water without any ripples."

The corner of Xu Xizhou's mouth curled up.

He suddenly propped up his body and stared at Zhuang Jingchun's eyes from top to bottom.

"Austin, did I ever tell you that I love you very much?"