"By the way, the notification fee from the magazine has also been called. More than 200,000."

"So many?" Xu Xizhou was a little surprised. He hasn't looked at his bank balance for a long time.

"Have you misunderstood your popularity? With your current popularity, it's not worth the price at all."

"That's great, I'm going to use this money to buy new furniture! By the way, I'll have a simulator at home!"

Xu Xizhou began to plan with great interest.

They were in Spain for two days. On Wednesday, Xu Xizhou returned to Morocco to prepare for training. Before meeting him, Karl was still worried, worried that his loss in Spain would affect the state of this stop. Unexpectedly, Xu Xizhou's state seems to have adjusted. In the practice session, his state was unexpectedly good, and he even surpassed Red Bull Racing's Di Cario to get the fastest lap.

On Saturday's qualifying day, both Wang Miao and Zhang Yan came, and they brought a bunch of food to the hotel for Xu Xizhou.

"Isn't this guy Zhuang Jingchun coming? Why hasn't he arrived yet?"

"His plane is delayed, it will be a little later."

"I said, the two of you have been in such a different place all the time, and you can only meet on the weekend, there is no risk, right? In case he finds one in France..."

Zhang Yan patted Wang Miao's shoulder hard, trying to stop his next words.

"Can't you say something nice? Why do you sing bad people every day?"

Xu Xizhou smiled, his eyes determined.

"I believe in him."

At this time, Paris Charles de Gaulle Airport.

Zhuang Jingchun came out of a bakery with two more paper bags in his hand, which contained steaming chocolate croissants and walnut buns. When he got on the plane, he suddenly thought of something and touched the things in his pocket uneasy.

The satin finish of the black flannel feels comfortable and reassuring. He took out the small box and kissed it. He didn't know what to think. His green eyes were as bright as a lake full of sunshine, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

On Saturday afternoon, the qualifying race for the Morocco race officially started. Xu Xizhou performed brilliantly from the start. He seemed to have completely thrown away all the burdens on his body, and his driving condition was extraordinarily light and relaxed.

Carl sat in front of the technical stage, staring at the ranking table of all the drivers in the flying lap. When Xu Xizhou's ranking appeared, his eyes widened and he stared at the table in disbelief.

This time Xu Xizhou ran out of the highest qualifying results since entering F1, and will start the race in third place.

The potential of this guy is incredible! !

When Xu Xizhou got out of the car, he was already somewhat confident. When he saw the ranking, there were not many unexpected expressions on his face, and his face was quite calm. Instead, Carl patted him hard on the shoulder with excitement.

"Come on, try to maintain this result in the race!!"

After speaking, Carl suddenly realized that something was wrong, and added: You can overtake if you want, just drive with confidence and don't care about the ranking!

Xu Xizhou smiled: I will work hard.

As soon as he left the lounge, Xu Xizhou saw Zhuang Jingchun's figure. The man stood under the street lamp, his slender figure was stretched very long by the light, like the noble boy in the old photo, with an extraordinarily elegant temperament.

Xu Xizhou walked over quickly and slammed himself into his arms. Zhuang Jingchun was knocked back half a step by him, the smile on his face was gentle and doting.

"Have you eaten dinner, do you want to eat more?"

"I've eaten it, but since you brought it, I still have to eat some more." Xu Xizhou took the paper bag in his hand with a smile and opened it to take a look.

"Have you gone to Paris?" He remembered that this store only exists in Paris. How could Zhuang Jingchun go there to buy him bread? Is it because I happened to be on a business trip there?

"Well, I went to buy something."

Zhuang Jingchun pulled him out of the paddock. The two men clasped their fingers and pressed them tightly together. From the street lamp, the two shadows almost merged together.

The two walked to a small garden, where white and pink roses competed to bloom in the flower beds, and tall palm trees cast dark shadows.

After Xu Xizhou finished eating a croissant, he patted the residue on his hands and looked up at Zhuang Jingchun slightly.

"Aren't you going back to the hotel?"

"What do you see on the top of your head?"

After being reminded by him, Xu Xizhou thought of raising his head and looking up. Under the light gray arch, a bunch of light green mistletoe bloomed just right, and the fine white flowers were like the stars in the night sky.

"I heard that couples who kiss under mistletoe stay together forever."

Xu Xizhou couldn't help laughing, "Is it said in the movie. Do you still believe in these things?"

Zhuang Jingchun hooked the corners of her mouth:

I don't really believe in these things. It does make a nice kissing spot, though.

He held Xu Xizhou's chin and spoke softly:

Okay, open your mouth.

Chapter 105 Morocco Grand Prix

The two kissed for five minutes under the mistletoe.

When they finally separated, both of them were a little unstable. Xu Xizhou's black eyes were a little moist, his lips were abnormally red, and his fingers were lightly hooked on his fingers.

"Go back to the hotel now?"

With a contented expression on her face, Zhuang Jingchun put her arms around his waist.

"Okay, let's rest early today."

"I don't mean to go back to sleep, I mean... we can go back..."

Xu Xizhou leaned against his ear with a smile in his voice, "Do something happy."

His warm breath sprayed on the man's ear, and Zhuang Jingchun's small piece of fair skin quickly turned red. He coughed uncomfortably twice, suppressing some thoughts in his heart.

"You have a game tomorrow, you can't mess around, you must save your energy."

"It won't be foolish." The boy squeezed his fingers and wrapped his fingertips around his fingertips. His dark eyes were full of bright smiles, as if the sun was shining.