I thought the process would be very tortuous. After all, he had no acting experience. I didn't expect the director to know that he was a racing driver and immediately decided that he wanted him.

There is a one-to-one imitation formula car on the set. Although it is not as good as Xu Xizhou's car on the track, it can reach a speed of more than 200 kilometers per hour. At the director's request, Xu Xizhou changed into his racing suit, put on a helmet, got in the car, and took a photo with makeup.

In the high-definition footage, Xu Xizhou's face is resolute, and the black eyes under the goggles are shining with confidence. He is staring straight ahead, and his attitude of looking at everything seems to be galloping on a high-speed track.

"It's perfect! This is how I want to feel!"

The director sat behind the monitor, full of admiration.

Bai Yue stood aside with a proud face, "This is a real racing driver. I don't know how many times to hang those little fresh meat with paralyzed faces. No one can imitate the momentum of him holding the steering wheel."

Xu Xizhou was a little embarrassed to be praised by them.

He declined the director's invitation to let him eat. When Xu Xizhou left the set, he hesitated to ask Bai Yue about Zhuang Jingchun. It's just that he flinched a little at the sight of that enthusiastic face.

Forget it, if he asks Bai Yue, won't he show all his thoughts about Zhuang Jingchun?

At first glance, this guy can't keep a secret. If he tells Zhuang Jingchun, he will be finished.

In the evening, just after returning to the garden, Xu Xizhou suddenly received a call from Jiang Xia.

"Xiaozhou, tomorrow is Jingchun's birthday. Do you have any plans? Do you want me to cook a meal for you?"

Tomorrow turns out to be Zhuang Jingchun's birthday, how come this guy never mentioned it?

Xu Xizhou suddenly felt a little guilty.

"Auntie, how can I trouble you. I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow."

"That's good too. We can have dinner together at noon. In the evening, it's the world of you and Jingchun. Auntie won't disturb you."

Xu Xizhou touched his nose in embarrassment. It's too ambiguous to talk about the world of the two, not to mention that he didn't even think about what gift to give Zhuang Jingchun.

As the scene from yesterday flashed through his mind, Xu Xizhou suddenly spoke.

"Auntie, can I ask, what happened when Jingchun was in college? He mentioned to me before that he didn't race again after the car accident. Did anything else happen in between?"

"You said this." Jiang Xia seemed to have a good memory, and then said after a long while, "In that year, Jingchun really went through a lot. You and Jingchun have such a close relationship, I think you will have to do these things sooner or later. knew."

"Actually, after leaving the F2 arena, Jingchun dropped out of school for half a year because of psychological problems, and since then he has never touched a racing car again, and everything related to racing at home has been put away. I was worried about him at one time, but fortunately his psychology The therapist was excellent and helped him get back on track."

Xu Xizhou listened to her indifferent words, and felt as if something was tugging at her heart. If it were him, he would definitely feel hopeless in life when he is away from the track.

How did Zhuang Jingchun survive at that time?

Xu Xizhou returned to the garden a little lost.

Zhuang Jingchun was processing documents in the living room, and when he saw him coming back, he took off his glasses and frowned slightly.

"How did the audition turn out?"

"It's good, the director agreed on the spot. But my role hasn't arrived yet, so I only took a makeup photo."

"You don't look like you're happy at all?"

Zhuang Jingchun frowned and looked at him, "Who messed with you? Someone on the set."

"no."

Afraid that he would see the clues in his heart, Xu Xizhou lowered his eyes and pretended to sigh.

"I'm worried, isn't it your birthday tomorrow? I promised my aunt to invite your family to dinner."

Zhuang Jingchun's mouth twitched.

"Why, eating with my family, you are so stressed? Are you afraid of sending me to the hospital again?"

"I... Forget it, I won't tell you." Xu Xizhou couldn't argue with him, and went upstairs with a look of frustration.

In the middle of the night, Xu Xizhou was lying on the bed, tossing and turning.

What gift should give Zhuang Jingchun tomorrow to make him happy?

He leaned on the pillow, thinking of the little things that the two of them got along with during this time. Although Zhuang Jingchun is always vicious and critical, but when he is nice to him, he is too caring and speechless. And he was busy with the competition, and actually had little time to care about Zhuang Jingchun's life, and he didn't even remember his birthday.

Xu Xizhou sat up from the bed with a face of self-reproach, he rubbed his hair irritably, took out his mobile phone and looked through the photos inside, his eyes fell on the makeup photos that Bai Yue sent him today, looking at the blue-gold car The racing car, he suddenly narrowed his eyes and had a bold idea.

The bright summer sun shines in from the window.

Xu Xizhou glanced at his suit in front of the full-length mirror, adjusted his dark green tie, and felt very satisfied.

In order to appear more mature, he also asked Zhuang Jingchun to borrow hairspray. Of course, it was inevitable to be laughed at by that guy.

Zhuang Jingchun stood at the entrance of the spiral staircase, waiting casually, playing with her watch from time to time. Hearing the footsteps, he raised his head and met Xu Xizhou's gaze.

Xu Xizhou was wearing the suit he had given him. The slim-fitting fabric tightly fitted his tight waist, making his hips and legs longer.

"How is it? Didn't I embarrass you today?" Xu Xizhou said with a smile.

"It's okay, you can use less hairspray."

Zhuang Jingchun's Adam's apple moved, and she turned around and walked out first.

Taking into account the tastes of the Zhuang family, Xu Xizhou specially selected a restaurant that does very well in French cuisine.

He and Zhuang Jingchun were both dressed formally and decently. On the other hand, the two elders were dressed very casually. When they met, the two were teased by Jiang Xia.

"How the two of you dress like you're going to get married, it's too good for you."

Just because of these words, the heat on Xu Xizhou's cheeks didn't go away when he left the restaurant.