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And the opening ceremony of this final battle has invited many domestic celebrities, including the best actor, the best actor, the queen, and the low-key and mysterious business circle bosses, all star-studded, gathered together.

"F1 has finally ushered in the last race of this year. It can be said that the most concerned about this year, apart from Red Bull's winning champion Di Cario, is McLaren's young player Xu Xizhou, who is only 20 years old from China. The talented young man, with an unexpected growth rate in the past six months, has surpassed Elliott of Mercedes-Benz Team and Edward of Red Bull Team all the way, and climbed to the second place in the overall standings. The level has been raised to the ranks of world-class!"

"Yes, Mr. Meng Hui. You used to be Xu Xizhou's coach, and you also watched Xu Xizhou grow up. His best result in the whole season has been in second place, and he has not yet won a grand prix championship. What do you think? , is it possible for him to win the championship in the race in front of his home?"

"I think we should not put too much pressure on Xu Xizhou first. The final battle can be said to be the hardest and most difficult battle, especially since this race is still held in China, racing fans all over the country will be very concerned about Xu Xizhou, it is possible It affects his mentality when playing..."

Carl turned off the LCD TV in the lounge and frowned, looking a little worried.

"Xu, are you sure we don't need the more conservative strategy?"

Xu Xizhou slowly drank the electrolyte water in the cup without raising his eyebrows, "No, the last stop, I want to run more exciting."

"But you are playing at home now. With so many spectators and fans, it can be said that the entire Chinese people are expecting your results. In case the results are not ideal..."

Xu Xizhou chuckled lightly, put down the cup, and looked up at him, "I haven't even run yet, so you think I can't do it? Is there a team manager who hits people like this?"

"I'm not hitting you, I just think that you should prepare for the worst no matter what."

Looking at Xu Xizhou's relaxed look, Carl sighed in his heart that this guy's mentality has indeed been honed to another level.

A once-in-a-decade home game, with 200,000 spectators watching, this enormous pressure and anticipation will overwhelm the mentality of any racer, even Di Cario.

Even the team manager of him was so anxious that his mouth was blistered, but this kid is quite calm.

"There is an old saying in China that the emperor should not be in a hurry for the eunuch." Charles walked in slowly, holding his helmet, and said such a sentence, neither light nor heavy.

"What do you mean by eunuch? When did you become a Chinese national?" Carl frowned and looked at Charles speechlessly.

"Just learned in the past two days, there are quite a few of my fans here. I'm starting to fall in love with the city."

Carl put his helmet on the table, took a glass of warm water, and looked out the window at the winding track.

"Anyway, this kid is measured, you don't have to rush."

After working together for a whole season, Xu Xizhou and Charles gradually established a friendship. Now that he heard Charles speak for him, Xu Xizhou's expression of surprise disappeared, a gesture of course.

"Charles is right, you should believe me."

The phone suddenly vibrated, Xu Xizhou didn't know what he saw, and his black eyes suddenly lit up.

"Stop talking, my husband is here, you guys can talk slowly."

As soon as Xu Xizhou came out of the lounge, he saw Zhuang Jingchun waiting at the door. The man was wearing a wide dark wool coat, black suit and trousers. He was standing in the cold wind of early winter, his shoulders were still as tall as poplars.

Xu Xizhou ran over quickly and plunged into his arms.

Zhuang Jingchun touched his face and looked at him tenderly, "Tomorrow is qualifying, are you nervous?"

Xu Xizhou shook his head, "I'm not nervous, on the contrary, I'm very excited now. The feeling of playing at home is simply amazing!"

His eyes were bright and he was dancing like a child.

"By the way, you just finished the reception at the opening ceremony, was it fun?"

"Well, your sister... She seems to be very close to Liu Yan."

Xu Xizhou looked into his eyes and seemed to understand what he meant, slightly surprised.

Although Liu Yan is a few years younger than Ren Duo, the characters of the two are unexpectedly compatible, especially after the variety show that we went on an adventure together became popular, the CP of the two became an instant hit. Relationship is so good.

Maybe, his sister is expected to get off the list this year...

"Why do you wear so little?" Zhuang Jingchun saw that he was wearing only a thin jacket, so she took off her wool coat and wrapped it around him.

The two held hands together and walked to the hotel.

"The wedding venue is almost ready. When the game is over, we'll go over and take a look."

Xu Xizhou nodded. For the past six months, Zhuang Jingchun has been preparing for the wedding. He just made some irrelevant opinions. Anyway, he believed in men's aesthetics.

However, just looking at Zhuang Jingchun's fair and handsome face, Xu Xizhou suddenly had a bold idea in his heart.

"If I win this game, how will you reward me?"

For the first time this season, boys have to be rewarded like children. Zhuang Jingchun raised her eyebrows and narrowed her eyes slightly at him.

"When you say win, do you mean getting on the podium?"

Xu Xizhou shook his head, his eyes were firm, and there was a slight smile in his eyes.

"When I say win, it means winning the championship."

Zhuang Jingchun's pupils shrank slightly, looking at Xu Xizhou's high-spirited face, something seemed to boil in the depths of his blood.

"If you can win the championship, no matter what the conditions, I will promise you."

"No matter what conditions you can agree to, true or false? Then I want you at the wedding..."

Xu Xizhou leaned into his ear and said the rest in a low voice.

Hearing that request, Zhuang Jingchun's face changed slightly, her eyebrows jumped fiercely, and there was an expression on her face that she couldn't tell whether she was helpless or indulgent.