"Who the hell dares to say that these two are not in harmony! The speed of light hits the face!"

"This scene is too warm and everyday, it seems that they have experienced it countless times. Wuwuwu Zhuang is really fond of his wife!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, it would be nice if he could peel the grapes for me too.”

"Be awake upstairs, Zhuang is always there!"

...

"Oxygen inhalation. I'm tired of saying the word "good". I can still knock for a hundred years!"

"Damn, put the feature film up too, don't make people lose their appetite!"

...

Zhuang Jingchun glanced at the comments on the magazine's official blog and closed the computer with satisfaction.

He called the editor-in-chief.

"It's hard for you today. After returning home, I'll invite you to dinner... By the way, there is one more thing I want to ask..."

Saturday.

Qualifying for F1 was held as scheduled at Melbourne's Albert Park circuit.

The Albert Park circuit is famous for its smooth layout and beautiful scenery, and it also attracts many spectators from all over the world to watch the race every year. In addition, there are many Chinese in Australia, so Xu Xizhou saw a large area of ​​striking red as soon as he drove the car on the track.

Amid the thunderous cheers and shouts, he started the engine and started the tire warm-up lap.

After two races, he has completely adapted to the car he is driving, and his posture is easier to hold the steering wheel.

Entering the timing lap, he pushed the gear to the top and the car roared forward. When cornering, a huge centripetal force squeezed his body, his neck was pressed tightly against the seat, and the air seemed to be a little thinner.

He slowed down into the corner, and then accelerated out of the corner. His line was smooth and flexible, and he couldn't pick out a single flaw.

Carl looked at the orange racing car on the screen in front of the technical stage, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"This guy, finally found his previous state."

At the end of qualifying, Xu Xizhou refreshed his fastest timed lap again, successfully entered Q3, and will start fifth in the main race.

This was his best qualifying result to date, and Charles was in poor form today and only started 10th.

Getting off the car and entering the pit lane, Xu Xizhou happened to pass by Charles.

As usual, both of them regarded each other as nothing, and Xu Xizhou showed no expression.

Just as he was about to step into the gate of the maintenance area, a very soft voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Congratulations."

Xu Xizhou almost thought he had auditory hallucinations, he turned around in disbelief, and found that Charles was standing there, with a hint of encouragement in his always indifferent eyes.

However, that encouraging look was fleeting, and soon Charles turned his face and strode forward.

What the hell! This guy will also take the initiative to congratulate himself!

Xu Xizhou was a little confused, and after thinking about it, he probably changed his attitude towards himself because of what Zhuang Jingchun said to Charles last time.

Sunday afternoon.

At 2:30, the five red lights went out and the Australian Grand Prix officially started.

From the first corner, there were frequent accidents on the track, two Haas cars collided and both retired. A Renault was affected, it was knocked off the track, it kept spinning, and it fell to the last place.

Xu Xizhou caught up to fourth in the chaos, with Elliott of Mercedes-Benz in front. In terms of straight speed, the McLaren driven by Xu Xizhou was naturally no match for him, and he was quickly pulled away.

He was naturally unwilling to give up like this, and tried to overtake several times on high-speed corners, but Elliott firmly held his position and did not give him any opportunity.

In front of the top team, Xu Xizhou felt a huge pressure for the first time. The blue-black Mercedes-Benz in front seemed like an insurmountable mountain, no matter how hard he climbed, it would be difficult to reach the top.

He has already missed a podium, should he miss it this time?

Xu Xizhou gritted his teeth and decided to try again on the tenth lap. At Turn 6, he took a risk and cut to the outside of Elliott in an attempt to seize the corner in advance. Unexpectedly, the other party had already seen his intention and even deliberately strayed from the car body.

With a bang, the flanks of his racing car brushed the rear of the blue-black Mercedes-Benz. His vision suddenly spun, and the racing car lost control instantly and rushed out of the track.

"My God, Xu Xizhou failed to overtake again and was knocked off the track. Fortunately, there was no accident!"

"I have to say that Elliott's defense is really rough, and it is estimated that he will be punished by overtime."

On the VIP stand, Zhuang Jingchun clenched his palms slightly, looking nervously at the orange racing car on the gravel pile.

Xu Xizhou did not give up. After regaining control of the car, he drove into the track again. At this time, his ranking had dropped to sixteenth, and there was only a slow Alpha car behind.

After confirming that the various indexes of the car were normal, Xu Xizhou stepped on the accelerator, pushed the gear to the highest, and started to overtake wildly all the way.

"Unbelievable, Xu Xizhou did not give up, he is still overtaking! But with his luck today, it is not bad to get points."

Soon, Xu Xizhou climbed to the twelfth place. Ahead is a Renault race car. The two entered the station almost at the same time. When they exited the station, Xu Xizhou advanced him by half a second. After passing a corner, he increased the accelerator and left him far behind.

Eleventh place was a familiar orange car, his teammate Charles.

This time Charles didn't deliberately confront him, and Xu Xizhou easily overtook him on the straight.

In the second half of the race, Xu Xizhou almost brought the car's potential to the extreme, completing perfect counterattacks again and again on the straight. His ranking also kept rising, from ninth to eighth, seventh...

When crossing the finish line, Xu Xizhou was soaked all over, sweat dripped from his forehead and disappeared into his collar. His heart was beating violently, and in the blurred vision, he saw the striking red on the stand, and subconsciously waved his hand in that direction.