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

Xu Xizhou frowned, thought for a while, "I'm a little concerned."

Zhuang Jingchun's expression suddenly changed, and she looked at him nervously.

"What I mind is that I wasn't by your side at that time, so I couldn't help you clean up that guy. You're too good-tempered. At that time, Yang Qing spread rumors about you, and you didn't even think of a way to save your image. ?"

Zhuang Jingchun felt relieved when she heard his words.As if recalling something, his eyes became a little distant.

"At that time, I felt that I couldn't drive a racing car anyway, and I didn't care about anything else. I had a kind of broken can and broken idea. I couldn't stop others from talking about me, so I just ignored it."

Xu Xizhou sighed.

He now fully understands why Zhuang Jingchun is in her thirties and has never had a serious relationship before meeting him.

How could he still be interested in love when Yang Qing caused such a big psychological shadow?

Because of the accident on Friday, Xu Xizhou's state was somewhat affected during qualifying on Saturday.He has been able to enter Q3 stably in the previous rounds, but this time he stopped in Q2, and will start No.11 in the main race.

At the end of qualifying, Xu Xizhou took off his helmet and pulled off his gloves a little annoyed.

In the maintenance area, Carl was discussing something with the engineer, and when he saw him come in, he frowned slightly.

He pulled Xu Xizhou aside with an uneasy expression.

"Are you a little out of shape today? I heard about what happened on the track yesterday. A Chinese man was injured. Could it be that you fought with others?"

"I didn't do it." Xu Xizhou threw the gloves aside, frowning tightly, "If I did it, that guy would probably have to crawl out of Barcelona."

Carl had a speechless expression on his face.

"Can't you stop for a while every day? Why did they provoke you? Fortunately, no media came over yesterday, otherwise if you were photographed..."

"He sexually harassed my boyfriend before and almost ruined his reputation. Do you think this kind of person should be beaten?"

Carlton had a choked expression on his face.

"This... how can there be such a person?"

Now, the way he looked at Xu Xizhou was no longer hating iron but steel, but with a trace of complicated sympathy.

"Anyway, this matter is over. You still have to be open, and you can't affect the state of the game because of this kind of thing."

From the day he took over Xu Xizhou, Carl knew very well that Xu Xizhou is a typical emotional driver. When he is in high spirits and fighting spirit, his momentum on the field is almost crushing, and no one can stop him.

But this kind of sensibility is also a double-edged sword. Once Xu Xizhou's emotions fall into a trough, his potential cannot be brought out, just like a trapped beast, restrained everywhere.

"I'll try my best."

Of course Xu Xizhou knew where his problem was, and he had been working hard to adjust for the past six months.But F1 is a crueler world than F2. Every racer is changing rapidly. Compared with others, his growth is still too slow.

After the technical meeting, Xu Xizhou planned to go back to the lounge to take a shower.Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by a voice.

Looking back, Xu Xizhou was a little surprised.It was Charles who called him.

Everyone else in the conference room has left, and there are only white paper coffee cups and a few pens on the table.Xu Xizhou sat down on the chair casually, took a pen and twirled it in his hand.

Charles still had his usual serious expression on his face, but today, his bushy eyebrows seemed to be furrowed deeper than usual.

"What happened to your qualifying race today? And last time in Miami, you didn't try your best to run at all. Xu Xizhou, do you deserve Austin's love for you to give up on yourself like this?"

It was fine that he didn't mention Zhuang Jingchun, but as soon as the man's name was mentioned, Xu Xizhou became angry and dropped the pen in his hand.

"Charles, you are an old driver and have more experience than me. I usually respect you. But what you said today is a bit too much. What do you mean I am sorry for Austin's liking? Even if you were Austin's good friend before, that is the past. You have no right to comment on my relationship with him."

With a cold face, Xu Xizhou turned around and wanted to leave.Charles' voice followed closely behind.

"You know, Austin once told me that he saw in you the shadow of his youth. He said, you are his only dream."

Xu Xizhou stood at the door without taking another step outside.

When did Zhuang Jingchun say such things to Charles...

"You may not know how uncomfortable he was when he couldn't drive the car. Now, he pins all his hopes on you, but you are so self-willed and self-defeating. Do you think you are doing the right thing?"

There was no one in the corridor, and the incandescent lamp shone on Xu Xizhou's face, and his cheeks seemed to lose their color at the same time, becoming extremely pale.

"It's not up to you, an outsider, to intervene in the matter between me and him."

After leaving these words with a somewhat unsteady tone, Xu Xizhou mostly stepped out of the corridor.

When we got back to the hotel, it was already late at night.

Xu Xizhou walked into the room in a daze.Zhuang Jingchun was working on the balcony. Seeing the boy walk in, she left the keyboard with her slender fingers and stood up from the white wicker chair.

"Criticized by Karl?"

Zhuang Jingchun walked up to him, habitually gave him a hug, and rubbed his cheek.

"Isn't it just that you didn't perform well in qualifying? Tomorrow, you can overtake in the main race. Don't worry, I believe in you."

Xu Xizhou nodded, leaning his head on Zhuang Jingchun's shoulder, but his eyes were a little out of focus, he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a long time, he suddenly raised his head and took a look at Zhuang Jingchun.

"What if... I'm not as good as you think?"

Zhuang Jingchun always felt that his tone was a bit strange when he said this.

"Why do you say such things suddenly, you are the best racing driver in my heart."

Xu Xizhou twitched the corner of his mouth.

"I'm the best in your heart, but in reality I'm not the best. Even on the F1 track, I'm not even qualified for the middle level."

When he won the F2 championship last year, he once felt that he had the power to conquer the whole world, as long as he wanted, there was nothing he couldn't do.

But after entering F1 this year, he realized how naive his thinking was.Even the drivers of the top teams are walking on eggshells in the paddock, always worrying about whether they will be replaced by younger and more talented drivers, so what is he?

"Xiao Zhou, why do you think that way? You have only been in F1 for half a year. You have no experience. It is normal that your results are not satisfactory in the early stage. You will naturally get better in the future."

Receiving Zhuang Jingchun's comfort, Xu Xizhou's expression did not relax much, he forced a smile, and pulled out from his arms.

"I know, I'm going to take a shower first, and you should go to bed earlier."

Standing in the bathroom, Xu Xizhou looked at himself in the full-length mirror, with a hint of bewilderment in his eyes.

He actually wanted to ask just now, if he could no longer achieve results in the future, or even had to leave F1, unable to fulfill his dream for him, would Zhuang Jingchun still like him?

Being able to drive a racing car is his only advantage, other than that, he doesn't think he has any shining points.

His temper is not good, and his personality is sometimes awkward. He can't cook or do housework.In terms of appearance and talent, Yang Qing surpassed him by a large margin.

Once off the track, those qualities that make him shine in the crowd are gone. Is such an ordinary Xu Xizhou worthy of Zhuang Jingchun's liking?

Xu Xizhou suffered from insomnia that night.

He knew that he was in a dead end, he shouldn't be influenced by the words of that lunatic Yang Qing, and he shouldn't take what Charles said seriously.

He is a person who has lived two lives, so he shouldn't be so sensitive and entangled.However, those negative thoughts kept entangled in his mind like wildly growing vines.

In his previous life, when he was kicked out of the Lu family, he once doubted the value of his own existence.Without the ties of blood, he is nothing in the eyes of the Lu family. He has become a tool that can be abandoned as soon as he is said to be abandoned. No one really cares about him.

He thought that he would have thought about rebirth a long time ago, but there was still a trace of bitterness and unwillingness in his heart.

He hopes that someone likes him and cares about him, not because of the blood on his body, nor because he is a racing driver who has been on the podium, but because of him.

He wanted an ordinary Xu Xizhou who didn't have any aura, and even had many shortcomings, to be liked by others.

Despite his preoccupation, in front of Zhuang Jingchun, Xu Xizhou still acted as if nothing had happened.Zhuang Jingchun also thought that he was just nervous before the game and didn't think much about it.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself, just relax and run today's game. I'll wait for you in the waiting room then."

Xu Xizhou nodded and put on his helmet.

Zhuang Jingchun reached out and touched the number on his helmet with a gentle tone.

"Don't just think about overtaking, you must pay attention to safety."

"Yes, I know."

It's two o'clock in the afternoon.Five red lights went out and the Spanish Grand Prix officially started.

The stands were packed with enthusiastic fans and spectators, waving colorful national flags.The roar of the engine that almost burst the eardrums sounded in the starting area, and the first straight track triggered a very fierce competition, and the overtaking battle between you and me was constantly staged.

"My God, Dicario overtook Elliot in one fell swoop and took the lead. It seems that Red Bull is the biggest winner in the Spanish Grand Prix again!"

"Ferrari's condition is also good, and this time there may be hope for the podium. Let's see, No.4 is McLaren's Charles. He is also in good condition today, but his teammates seem to be... ..."

Xu Xizhou was already at the back of the grid, and he was a step slower than the others at the start. After the first lap, his position dropped by two places to thirteenth.

He didn't seem to have any intention of catching up with the car in front, he just ran on the track tepidly.

The explanation was a little rushed.

"Xu Xizhou's state today is not right. Doesn't he even want points? This is not like his usual style."

"To be honest, his condition has been declining since the Miami Grand Prix. From a psychological point of view, Xu Xizhou is a typical field-dependent personality. Maybe the previous setbacks hit him?"

Zhuang Jingchun sat in the stands, looking at the orange No.18 racing car on the track, Qingjun frowned tightly.

Sure enough, something has been wrong with Xiaozhou since last night.Could it be Yang Qing's appearance that affected him?

This was the first time that Xu Xizhou felt in a dilemma on the track.

His whole body was heavy, and his hands and feet seemed to be bound tightly by something.

There is a devil-like voice whispering in my ear: Try to see if Zhuang Jingchun will still like you when the only shining point in you is gone.

He seemed to be trapped in a thick cocoon, and those negative and negative emotions wrapped around it all-pervasively, squeezing his heart desperately.

At the end of the game, he didn't get any points and only finished No.14.

DiCario won the race once again, and Charles passed the Mercedes in front on the last lap and also got on the podium.When the award was presented, all the McLaren engineers surrounded him happily and threw Charles into the air.

Zhuang Jingchun walked through the excited crowd, trying to find Xu Xizhou, but found nothing.

Xu Xizhou was absent from the maintenance area, lounge, and parking area.He even went to the media interview room ahead of time and didn't see him.

Xu Xizhou disappeared from the paddock as if out of thin air.