Thinking that the two had been separated for half a month, Xu Xizhou felt even more depressed. He didn't want to appear too weak in front of Shu Yue, so he blinked desperately to hold back those emotions.

Shu Yue took him to the airport and watched him pass the security check before turning around and leaving.

This trip to City B has many regrets for Xu Xizhou. Originally, grandpa would come back from the nursing home this afternoon. He planned to play chess with him, but he had no choice but to wait for the next time.

More than ten hours later, Xu Xizhou arrived in the UK. With his backpack and suitcase on his back, he got into a taxi and reported to McLaren's training camp.

McLaren's youth training camp is full of rookies of his age. There are many drivers from F3 competitions or other formula competitions. All of them have excellent qualifications. It can be said that they are full of talents.

Considering that he and Trae's Blake were teammates before, McLaren made a point of sharing the two in the same dormitory.

"I never thought that the first person I saw when I woke up every morning was you. This would affect my good mood for the day." Blake couldn't help but complain when he saw him.

"I have to look at your face every day before going to bed, and I'm pretty bad too."

Xu Xizhou turned back mercilessly. He sat on the bed and started to pack his suitcase.

Life in the youth training camp is just as Xu Xizhou thought, nervous and anxious. After the practice on the track every day, he has to compare the rankings with all the newcomers, and some drivers will be eliminated in the middle.

The pressure was too great, and Blake stopped arguing with him when he returned to the dormitory, but instead watched the data analysis repeatedly under the quilt.

Xu Xizhou has a better mentality than him. In his last life, he never thought that he could enter McLaren's youth training camp. Regardless of whether he can enter F1 in the end and accept McLaren's youth training, he has earned it.

What made him a little frustrated was that during this period of time, his mobile phone had been put away, and he could not contact Zhuang Jingchun. The only way to relieve his thoughts was...

"Xu Xizhou, how many days have you kept the clothes under your pillow? Why don't you wash them?"

Blake, who was on the next bed, suddenly came over, with a messy short hair and a puzzled expression.

Xu Xizhou's face stiffened, and he subconsciously stuffed the light-colored shirt into the pillow.

"I... I haven't worn it yet, why do I need to wash it?"

"If you don't wear it, why are you stuffing it under the pillow?"

Blake stared at him with a thoughtful expression, and suddenly, as if he had understood something, he let out a meaningful oh.

"...that's not your clothes, is it?"

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Chapter 042 Sleeping Together

"Why isn't this my dress?"

Xu Xizhou felt a little guilty inexplicably.

He washed the shirt once and never wore it again, and it still seemed to have a faint smell of Zhuang Jingchun on it.

When he couldn't sleep at night, he hugged the shirt and felt a lot more at ease. He was afraid of being seen by Black, so he secretly hid the shirt under the pillow, but he didn't expect it to be discovered by the other party.

Blake looked him up and down and sneered, "Just with your style of dressing, you are wearing T-shirts and jeans every day, and you can still wear a shirt of this kind of fabric? Do you think I'm a fool, I can't see it."

"That's none of your business. You should think about how to improve your lap time tomorrow. As far as I know, your ranking today seems to be a lot lower than before."

Blake snorted coldly, held the tablet, and looked at the data analysis chart again.

Xu Xizhou sighed lightly, and while Blake was not paying attention, he put away the shirt under the pillow and put it in the closet.

One month of youth training was fleeting, and Xu Xizhou performed well and was highly appreciated by McLaren's executives.

This also means that if his performance in the second half of the season is still as dazzling as the first half, if there is a vacancy in the McLaren F1 team at the end of the year, he will most likely be selected to become an official F1 driver.

After Black adjusted his mentality in the later stage, his performance was also good. In addition, he is British and has a natural nationality advantage. Many high-level executives in McLaren value him very much.

After all, for McLaren, if it can cultivate a local F1 driver, the meaning is completely different.

"I guess it's one of the two of you. Let's wait until December to see the total score."

The team manager came to the training camp to pick him up for dinner and began to analyze the situation for him as soon as he got in the car.

"I've heard solid news that McLaren's George will move to Mercedes next year and they need a young rookie to fill the void..."

The team manager talked a lot, and found that Xu Xizhou was staring at the phone and didn't listen to him at all, so he couldn't help feeling helpless.

"Xu, what I just said is very important, have you heard it? In the second half of the season, you must play steadily, and it is best to surpass Black in points."

"I heard." Xu Xizhou's tone was a little sullen.

After taking back his mobile phone, Xu Xizhou's first thing was to open WeChat to read the news. To his disappointment, there was no message from Zhuang Jingchun, but filled with unread messages from other people. Xu Xizhou finished replying one by one, and finally slid his finger on Zhuang Jingchun's name and sighed deeply.

After the academy is over, the second half of the season is about to start. He didn't even have time to catch his breath, and he didn't know when he would see Zhuang Jingchun.

"You should take a rest these two days. You don't have to be busy training. I see that you are all tanned."

Hearing the word rest, Xu Xizhou suddenly regained his energy and sat up clutching his phone.

"So...I still have two days off?"

The team manager watched him warily.

"You don't want to go back to China again, do you?"

"Only two days off, how can I go back to China?" Xu Xizhou suddenly thought of something and asked tentatively, "These two days...boss...have you been to the convoy?"

"It's the offseason now, how could the boss come, and something like that happened in his house again."