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As soon as qualifying ended, the top three were surrounded by reporters. Xu Xizhou took off his helmet, bypassed several reporters who wanted to interview him, and went straight back to the lounge.
He didn't have much experience in rain battles, so he couldn't be more excited to get the third place.
According to the weather forecast, there is an 80% chance of rain in tomorrow's race. The track will become very slippery after it rains, and cornering and steering on such a slippery track requires extremely keen observation and handling skills. lead to a car crash tragedy.
"It is certain that it will rain tomorrow, but the rain should not be large and will not affect the game." During the analysis meeting, the team manager seemed a little worried.
"We need to have at least two pit-stop strategies to deal with the wet and dry conditions in different parts of the track."
Zhuang Jingchun also attended the analysis meeting today. He wore headphones and recorded something with a pen while turning his head to observe Xu Xizhou's expression.
Xu Xizhou was watching the data analysis of the qualifying match without blinking.
"You are now third in total points, second only to Black. Even if you don't get points in tomorrow's game, you don't need to be under pressure."
After the meeting, Zhuang Jingchun asked Xu Xizhou to stay and talk to him alone.
"But tomorrow they will come to see the game."
Xu Xizhou lowered his head and clasped the part of the table with some peeling paint.
"If only I could get pole position today, the odds would be better tomorrow."
Zhuang Jingchun looked at his downcast face, a little distressed.
"You have done a great job, don't be so demanding of yourself, I believe that no matter what the result of tomorrow is, your relatives will be happy for you."
Xu Xizhou looked at him and nodded.
That night, after returning to the hotel, Xu Xizhou fell asleep.
He tossed and turned on the bed, thinking about what happened today and tomorrow's game, tossing and turning until after twelve o'clock, still not sleepy.
He sighed, sat up from the bed, and turned on the night light.
Picking up the phone, he hesitated for a while, and couldn't help sending a text message to Zhuang Jingchun.
- A little insomnia, what should do?
He estimated that Zhuang Jingchun was asleep by now, and did not expect him to reply. He didn't expect that a few minutes later, there would be a reply there.
- Meditation, or listening to some light music, will help.
- Tried it, but it didn't work.
Xu Xizhou unplugged the earphone, threw the phone aside, and sighed deeply.
He was inexplicably sad when he heard this music, and he became more and more sober. Really bad.
He was lying on the bed bored, staring out the window at the night with his eyes open. Suddenly, the doorbell rang outside.
The phone on the bedside table also rang at this time.
"Open the door, I'm outside."
On the other side, Zhuang Jingchun was concise.
As if the Coke bottle had been knocked over, in an instant, many happy bubbles gushed out of Xu Xizhou's chest. He got out of bed quickly and opened the door excitedly.
"What are you holding in your hand?" He stared curiously at the book in the man's hand.
"The little prince in French. Bought at the airport."
Zhuang Jingchun walked to the bed and patted the pillow.
"Come up and sleep quickly."
"Do you want to read to me?"
Xu Xizhou lay down obediently and looked at him expectantly.
"But I may not understand the French version, or you can translate it..."
"It's better if you don't understand, you'll sleep faster."
Zhuang Jingchun sat down beside the bed and opened the book in her hand. Under the warm yellow night light, his profile was gentle and quiet, his deep facial features were shrouded in a light-colored halo, and the whole figure was as handsome as an ancient Greek sculpture.
Xu Xizhou stared at his side face intently, and a low and pleasant French sounded in his ears, like clear spring water flowing through his heart.
The man's tone became lighter and lighter, and his thoughts flew to the distant planet full of roses. His eyelids slowly became heavier and heavier, and he unconsciously yawned sleepily.
When Zhuang Jingchun finished reading two chapters, she lowered her eyes and found that the boy on the bed was already asleep.
He stared at his sleeping face, his eyes softening.
Closing the book, he bent down and approached Xu Xizhou, brushed away the broken hair on his forehead, and kissed him gently on the forehead.
"Good night, Mon petit prince."
"The game goes well tomorrow."
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Chapter 032 Silverstone wins the championship
Saturday morning.
After Xu Xizhou finished the free practice, he was called by the team manager as soon as he got off the car.
"Your fans are here."
The team manager smiled.
Seeing his expression, Xu Xizhou immediately understood something. His heart beat a little faster, and he pushed open the door of the lounge a little nervously.
Ren Huamin really came. He was wearing a thick leather coat, sitting in a wheelchair with a thin blanket over his knees. Shu Yue stood behind him, holding the wheelchair, and looked at Xu Xizhou with a slight smile.
"Your uncle also wanted to come, but there was a temporary meeting that could not be postponed. He asked me to tell you."
"I'm glad you can come."
Xu Xizhou smiled, then looked down at the blanket on Ren Huamin's knee, a little puzzled.
Shu Yue knew what he was thinking, and explained, "Your grandfather injured his knee before and had rheumatism. It's easy to hurt when it's cold or it rains. So you have to cover with a blanket."
Although it didn't rain on the track in the morning, the weather was gloomy and there was a gust of wind from time to time. It will rain sooner or later.
Thinking of Ren Huamin being sick and watching his games from afar, Xu Xizhou unconsciously felt a little guilty.
"If I had known the weather was so bad, I shouldn't have let you come, sorry."
Ren Huamin's tone was annoyed, "You child, whatever you said, as soon as I saw you, I was healed of any illness. What is this little problem?"