stand shoulder to shoulder

Tao Li stared at the car video, but his mind was on how to escape.

Berlusconi stared at him at work at first, but later he might not be able to bear the fact that his movements were more smudged than elementary school students. In short, Berlusconi pursed his lips, turned and left.

Taoli frantically inquired from the corner of his eye, and saw Berlusconi entering the room, he immediately picked up his mobile phone and turned it on.

Confess to my sister!My sister will definitely help him!

The engine sound of the car video drowns out the phone's startup music.

Tao Li lowered his head to type, but Berlusconi caught sight of Berlusconi from the corner of the eye again, and he anxiously put his phone on the bar counter.

Berlusconi walked slowly, with his back to Taoli, and opened the cabinet to find wine.

Tao Li thought for a while, shook his hands to mute the phone, then turned over the phone, made a shortcut gesture on the screen, and the music software automatically opened and played silently.

Tao Li locked the screen, flipped the phone, lowered his head to write notes, his back was full of sweat.

He tried his best to slow down his movements, simmering and simmering, hoping to work overtime until dawn, but at eleven o'clock in the evening, he completed the task.

Berlusconi showed a satisfied smile after mixing and drinking, and said, "Call your sister."

Tao Li picked up his phone, checked his eyes, and found that there was still [-]% blood left. He covered his face and asked, "Can I go to the bathroom first?"

Berlusconi frowned slightly, stretched out his arms full of strength, spread his big hands, and said, "Yes, give me the phone, and I will talk to her first."

"...I, I don't seem to want to go to the bathroom anymore." Tao Li unlocked the lock slowly, wanting to consume more power, "I'm looking for my sister's phone number... Hey, how can you speak Chinese?"

"I want to marry a Chinese woman, so naturally I have to learn the language of her country."

"..." Tao Li brushed through the address book with trembling hands, afraid that Berlusconi would see the clue. "I've written too many notes, I can't control my hands, hehe..."

"That's it." Berlusconi said, pinching Taoli's hand precisely, double-clicking the word "sister" with the other hand, and the phone quickly entered the call mode.

Tao Li's back froze, his heart beat faster, and he stared at the two percent battery.

Berlusconi pressed the "raise your voice" button expectantly.

There was a sound from the bar: "Beep...beep...beep..."

Tao Li prayed wildly in her heart, praying that her sister didn't hear the phone ringing, and praying that the screen of the phone would go black quickly.

But after three beeps, the call was connected.

"Tao Li!" Tao Yue's eager voice came from the phone, Tao Li closed her eyes, her butt hurt badly.

Berlusconi, who was sitting on a high stool across from him, folded his hands, resting his chin on the back of his hands, his deep eyes sparkled: "And I, Paulo."

"It was you who hit my younger brother." Tao Yue's voice on the other side of the phone became cold. "Why do you do it!"

Berlusconi was not angry at all, and said with a good temper: "I am his sister—"

"It's all my fault!" Taoli eagerly interrupted Berlusconi, "During working hours, I sneaked out to go clubbing, which violated the Meteor team's regulations. I should be hit!"

Berlusconi was slightly taken aback and glanced at Taoli.

Tao Yue on the other end of the phone said angrily, "It's illegal to deduct wages and fire you for violating the regulations, but hitting you is not allowed! And it's a public beating—"

"It's working in the bar!" Tao Li said while watching the battery drop to [-]%, "I won't go clubbing in the future, don't you want me to behave?"

Tao Yue on the other side of the phone didn't speak. Tao Li's mobile phone had a blank screen suddenly and entered the shutdown mode.

"Ah, my phone is out of battery!" Tao Li nervously picked up the phone and pretended to check it.

"Use mine," Berlusconi said, frowning.

"Okay, I don't remember my sister's phone number...you should have my sister's phone number?" Tao Li asked knowingly.

Berlusconi only had a social account of the "Taoyue" communication app, but did not get a real phone number.He took out his mobile phone and tried to make a voice call to "Tao Yue", but they were not connected.

Taoli became more and more relaxed, while Berlusconi frowned, looking at Taoli from time to time.

"What's the matter? She doesn't want to answer your call?" Tao Li said, "My sister may still be angry, maybe it will be fine tomorrow."

"Just now, he was clearly looking for me to settle accounts, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like someone who doesn't answer the phone."

Tao Li opened his mouth, unable to lie.

Berlusconi put down his mobile phone, rubbed his eyebrows and said, "There must be something wrong... Forget it, let's leave it at that today, you go back first."

Tao Li's heart was beating wildly, and he felt that he was going to enter the auto repair shop if he didn't leave, but he still said yes slowly on the face, put the notebook under his arm, and put on his shoes slowly.

After leaving the door of Berlusconi's apartment, Taoli ran all the way and fled back to his dormitory.

The first thing to do when entering the dormitory is to charge the phone and try to contact Tao Yue as soon as possible.The second thing is to take out another mobile phone and pretend to be "Tao Yue" to contact Berlusconi.

Berlusconi made ten voice calls in all, one row after another, swiping their previous chat messages.

Tao Li was thinking about the opening remarks when he received a new message from Berlusconi——Tao Yue, you make me feel very strange today.

Fortunately, we didn't chat for too long today, otherwise we must have revealed our secrets.

Taury sat on the floor, leaning against the mattress, typing every single word—because I was angry.Later, my brother interceded for you, and I also realized that I was irrational, but I didn't want to talk to you for the time being, so as not to quarrel.

——I won't quarrel with you. If you really don't like it, I will educate Tao Li in other ways.

Berlusconi, who I met on weekdays, said what he said, and there was no time to back down.But in the face of "Tao Yue", he is always very patient and knows how to accommodate.

——I understand that you love Taoli very much, and I also like Taoli, and I want to make him better.

I also like Tali.

I like Taoli.

like.

Tao Li stared at the screen, then slowly fell to the floor, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.That's when Berlusconi sent another message - but he's as freaky as you are tonight.

Tao Li was stunned for a moment, and then received a new message—his phone was turned off at first, but then he was able to make calls directly when he picked it up... The battery level jumped from 50% to 3%, what is the reason for the power loss?

Tao Li sat up abruptly, his back feeling cold.

No, no, no, it can't go on like this.

Tao Li patted his head with both hands, hoping that he could quickly come up with a solution to both.It took a while before he replied to Berlusconi with trepidation—I can't understand Taoli sometimes, he is too annoying.

After sending the self-hacking message, Tao Li got up and took a bottle of Wangzai for himself, buckled the pull-tab with one hand, and drank milk to lower blood pressure.

The screen of the phone that had been dimmed turned on again, and Tao Lichang sighed: "Don't send me any more..."

After drinking up Wangzai, Tao Li looked at the direct flight ticket to return home, and after doing all kinds of meaningless operations, he had the courage to read Berlusconi's reply.

- Not annoying, but fun, like a puzzle game.

Hmph, the day the mystery is solved, you will know whether it is interesting or annoying...Tao Li fell to the ground and had nothing to love.

Later, Tao Li's other mobile phone had power, he called Tao Yue, and quickly confessed his stupidity.

Tao Yue loved her younger brother very much, she said a few words to Tao Li, and after hearing Tao Li's dejected tone, she softened her tone and said, "It's easy to solve this matter, my sister will help you, you can rest assured and prepare for the competition."

·

When Taoli went to work the next day, he was still a little apprehensive when he saw Berlusconi, for fear that Berlusconi would ask him about the battery.

But Berlusconi did not involve too much personal affairs, the Malaysian station is imminent, and they are busy with work every day.

Tao Li is full of work and fitness. On Wednesday, he took the plane with the track map and dreamed of galloping on the Sepang track.

There were media interviews on Thursday morning, the main interview object was Berlusconi, and then the two drivers.

It was very difficult to interview Berlusconi. He spoke little and coldly, and stared at him. The reporter didn't dare to throw out the trap he had set up, and very timidly shifted his target to the 17-year-old young driver.

17 years old, maybe still in the rebellious stage, maybe still emotionally unstable, a teenager who wants to prove himself every moment.

Reporter Micucci glanced at Tao Li who was diagonally opposite.

The Sepang track was very hot. Taoli was wearing a blue and black racing suit. He was sitting without a posture. He glanced at Berlusconi outside the camera and immediately sat up straight, like a good student.

"Tauli, many people think that you got No.3 last time was pure luck," Micucci asked sharply, "Driver Hope commented on the Albert Park race, saying, 'Tigers are not at home, monkeys are king too. ’, what do you have to say about that?”

"It's a pretty good description."

"..."

"Hope will appear on the Sepang circuit this time, do you have anything to say to him?"

"Welcome back, boss."

"..."

Micucci clutched his chest and tried his best one last time: "What is your goal this time?"

"Get points—" Taoli was talking, feeling Berlusconi's cool eyes on him, he added weakly, "I mean, 15 points..."

The points reward for No.3 is 15 points.

Berlusconi nodded slightly.

Micucci finally had the material to complete the KPI. After returning, he immediately sent a tweet full of gunpowder.

This directly led to Tao Li coming to the paddock the next day and getting a [-]% return rate.

"It's crazy, who do you think you are..."

"I want to see how many places he can get..."

Taoli was very angry, and the pressure doubled. When he walked the track with Berlusconi and others, he became more serious and took notes for every corner.

Firman was amazed, pulled Tao Li and asked, "How did you become so active?"

Speaking of this, Taoli got angry and began to complain about reporter Micucci, and also showed Firman the reporter's hateful tweet title-Taoli: Hope is welcome back, but the podium is still mine.

"This reporter's Zhang Guan Li Dai is really too much." Tao Li said, "I was very honorable when I got points, but now? I didn't get a podium, and I was ashamed to see people again."

After Taoli finished speaking, he hurriedly followed Berlusconi's pace, lest he missed something.

"Micucci used to use this trick to attract attention," Firman murmured, turned to look at the team manager, and asked, "Hey, why did we accept him for an interview?"

"Berlusconi asked him to come by name," said the team manager.

Firman looked at the burly Italian man in front of him, and the driver brother who was listening carefully beside him, and blinked his eyes in thought.