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

Hearing Xu Xizhou's words, Zhuang Jingchun's slender eyelashes trembled.

His beautiful green eyes seemed to melt a pool of spring water, and an indescribable love surged inside.

He put his arms around Xu Xizhou's waist, and pulled him towards him forcefully, so that the tip of his nose touched his.

"Then did I tell you that I love you very much, too."

After saying this, he gently said three more words in French.

Xu Xizhou understood immediately, he rubbed the tip of his nose affectionately against his face, and kissed him on the lips.

The warm breath is intertwined, the oxygen in the room seems to become thinner in an instant, and the stimulation of the senses is infinitely magnified.

Xu Xizhou raised his hand and turned off the night light by the bed.

……

Considering the sprain on his leg, Zhuang Jingchun didn't make it to the end.

There was a thin layer of sweat on Xu Xizhou's forehead, and he lay in his arms with some unfinished thoughts.

"Tomorrow, let's go to the beach to play."

Zhuang Jingchun wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and suddenly spoke.

"Same as last time, to Cornwall?"

Zhuang Jingchun played with his hair and hummed softly.

"Then shall we wake up early?"

"No, just sleep until you wake up naturally, and go there after breakfast."

Xu Xizhou murmured stickily, retracted even tighter into his arms, and closed his eyes.

Zhuang Jingchun lowered her eyes and watched his breathing gradually become steady. In the end, the boy seemed to have entered a sweet dreamland, with a faint smile on his mouth.

Zhuang Jingchun also smiled unconsciously. He stroked Xu Xizhou's warm cheeks, kissed him on the mouth, and hugged him even tighter, before closing his eyes.

Xu Xizhou slept until after nine o'clock.When he opened his eyes, he seemed to hear the sound of a motorcycle engine coming from the yard.He yawned lazily, put on some clothes casually, sat up, and lay down in front of the window.

In the yard, a blue-gold Harley-Davidson was parked at the door, and its domineering and smooth appearance immediately attracted Xu Xizhou's attention.

Xu Xizhou's eyes widened, he put on his shoes, and hurried out of the room, running all the way to the yard.

An orange ribbon was tied on the handlebar of the Harley motorcycle with a delicate bow, as if it was a special gift for him.

"Do you like it?" Zhuang Jingchun's gentle voice sounded from behind.

"I like it, this Harley is too cool, even cooler than the one I saw last time!"

Unexpectedly, when they were filming exterior scenes at St. Paul's Cathedral last time, Zhuang Jingchun remembered that he casually said that he wanted to buy a motorcycle.

Xu Xizhou suddenly thought of something, blinked his eyes, "But didn't you say last time that riding a motorcycle is dangerous?"

"It's very dangerous, so I'll ride it later, you just sit behind."

Zhuang Jingchun handed him a black helmet, "I packed all my things, you can come down after changing your clothes. We will go out on a motorcycle today."

"Okay."

Xu Xizhou took the helmet, as happy as a primary school student going on a spring outing.He quickly went back to his room and changed his clothes. The same style of couple clothes as Zhuang Jingchun wore, a white T-shirt, a dark blue jacket, and black sneakers of clover.

Sitting on the back seat of the motorcycle, Xu Xizhou hugged Zhuang Jingchun's waist excitedly.

"Come on, let me experience what it's like to race a Harley."

"Drag racing in urban areas is not allowed, wait until you get on the highway."

Zhuang Jingchun started the accelerator, held the handlebar of the motorcycle, and lowered the other hand to hold Xu Xizhou's hand on his waist.

"Is the helmet fastened?"

"Don't worry, all safety measures are in place."

When he first drove on the highway, the speed of the motorcycle was not fast. Xu Xizhou leaned on his shoulder and even yawned boredly.

"Austin, you're so slow, when will we get to the beach?"

Zhuang Jingchun didn't speak, but just looked ahead firmly, and soon reached the intersection of the highway. Once on the highway, Zhuang Jingchun stepped up the accelerator, and the blue-gold Harley-Davidson drove forward at lightning speed.

Feeling the howling wind, something in the blood seemed to be boiling at the same time.Xu Xizhou yelled excitedly, and hugged Zhuang Jingchun's waist tightly.

"Austin, drive faster!"

Zhuang Jingchun twitched her mouth and stepped on the accelerator heavily.The scenery on both sides of the road began to retreat rapidly, like a sleeping monster waking up, Harley's engine made a sharp whistling sound.

They passed an unknown number of sports cars along the way, and when they passed an open Porsche, the driver of the car whistled at them.

They were in Cornwall before two o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhuang Jingchun parked the motorcycle in front of a Chinese restaurant.This Harley was so eye-catching, the two of them got off the car and attracted the attention of many tourists.

Xu Xizhou took off his helmet, ignoring other people's gazes, but took Zhuang Jingchun's hand and entered the restaurant together.

Not long after the two sat down, Xu Xizhou felt that someone was watching them from behind.Xu Xizhou probably was a fan, so he didn't think much about it until a man with long hair came over.

The man has a typical oriental face, with fair cheeks and almost coquettish features.

"Excuse me, is your Excellency Mr. Xu Xizhou?"

Zhuang Jingchun narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked at the long-haired man with displeasure.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Yang Qing, and I'm the manager of New Moon Entertainment. Mr. Xu must have heard of Xingyue Culture, right?"

Xu Xizhou shook his head blankly.

Yang Qing was a little surprised, "No way, isn't Mr. Xu's cousin Miss Ren Duo? Mr. Xu has also filmed in the industry before, so he must know something about several famous entertainment companies in the industry, right? "

"I'm not very interested in the entertainment industry." Xu Xizhou frowned slightly, staring at the man in front of him warily.

"I have never heard of the Xingyue culture you mentioned. I have no idea of ​​entering the entertainment industry."

"Mr. Xu doesn't need to reject me so quickly." Yang Qing took out a gold-plated business card from his pocket, and handed it to him respectfully.

"Has Mr. Xu ever thought that the money he earns after driving a car for a year is not as much as those stars make from just going on a variety show. And as far as I know, the state of Mr. Xu in the last few races It doesn’t seem very good. If you can’t make it to the podium, how long can Mr. Xu last? Will that Karen renew his contract with you next season?”

"Instead of being so worried every day, Mr. Xu might as well cooperate with me to ensure that you can make money easily and happily."

Hearing this, Xu Xizhou's expression turned cold.

"Do you think I'm short of money? Have you forgotten whose grandson I am?"

Yang Qing's face remained unchanged, and there was even a faint smile on his lips.

"Of course I know that Mr. Xu's life experience is bumpy, and it is not easy to be recognized by the Ren family. But because of this, I don't think Mr. Xu will be the kind of rich second generation who sits and enjoys what he gets. approval. Is my guess correct?"

Xu Xizhou didn't want to admit that this man, who had just met him for the first time, poked his sore spot.

"Mr. Xu, I've been in Cornwall for the past few days. You don't have to refuse so decisively. You can think about it. I'm not telling you to give up racing. Properly cultivated, it will definitely become popular."

Zhuang Jingchun looked at Xu Xizhou staring at the business card, and suddenly became a little nervous.

Xu Xizhou looked at the row of gilded characters on the business card, and suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth.

He returned the business card to Yang Qing.

"Don't think about it anymore, you are not the first person to throw an olive branch at me. When I was filming the racing movie "Dream Chaser", several agencies approached me, but I rejected them all. Now , my answer will still not change, even if McLaren doesn’t renew my contract next season, and no other F1 team wants me, at worst, I will continue to go back and drive F2F3.”

There was a calm smile on his face, and a pair of black eyes were as bright and shining as the purest obsidian.

Yang Qing suddenly understood why he had attracted the attention of so many audiences just by appearing in that movie for a few minutes.

This kind of persistence and love for what they believe in, and the determination not to be moved by any fame and fortune, in this era of material supremacy, almost few people have it.

Yang Qing sighed, he didn't take the business card, but put it on the table.

"Mr. Xu, I admire you very much. In fact, you don't have to join our agency, we can still cooperate in the future. I believe that your fans still hope to see you on the screen."

At this time, the food Xu Xizhou ordered was served.Zhuang Jingchun seized this opportunity and cast a lukewarm glance at Yang Qing.

"Mr. Yang, I'm sorry, it's our lunch time, can I trouble you not to disturb?"

"Of course, you eat slowly, I'll leave now."

Seeing the back of Yang Qing leaving, Xu Xizhou felt relieved.

He thought it was a fan who came to ask for an autograph, but he didn't expect to meet a domestic agent.Moreover, this man's eyes are too poisonous, as if he can see what is thinking in his heart at a glance, and almost convinces him.

Realizing that Xu Xizhou was distracted, Zhuang Jingchun rubbed his head in displeasure.

"Thinking about that person just now?"

Xu Xizhou nodded subconsciously, and shook his head again when he realized that Zhuang Jingchun's face had become particularly ugly.

"I didn't think about him, I just thought about what he said, and it seemed to make sense."

"They don't know anything else in this line of work, they just have a good tongue and know how to fool people. He just saw that you are hot now, so he generously threw out an olive branch."

"How do I feel, you don't seem to like him very much?"

Zhuang Jingchun snorted coldly. Of course he didn't like Yang Qing, especially the probing and curious eyes he stared at Xu Xizhou, as if he was staring at his prey.

"Don't talk about him, let's eat quickly, and then we will find a place to live."