stand shoulder to shoulder

Tao Li looked at Stephanie in disbelief, who smiled slightly and explained, "You'll never grow up standing in his shadow all the time."

Tao Li didn't understand, but he didn't want to show timidity. He nodded thoughtfully, and said, "I'll think about it, and if I'm interested, I'll contact you."

"Okay." Stephanie was very straightforward and didn't bother, and left quickly.

After Tao Li sucked the milk, she secretly threw the jar away and returned to the team.The nutritionist was playing a game and didn't notice him coming back. Tao Li relaxed, feeling drowsy, his head began to wobble, and he woke up uncomfortably after a while.

"It would be nice if Berlusconi was here..." Taoli murmured and tapped himself on the neck.

Later, Taoli followed the group on the plane and asked Firman, "Where did Berlusconi go on a business trip?"

"He's not on a business trip, he's back to Monaco." Firman said, "He said it's a bit messy and needs to be tidy."

Tao Li frowned and thought, what the hell?

"Don't worry about him," Firman waved his hand, put his arms around Tao Li's shoulders, and said, "I saw the video released by the Propaganda Department, and your shots in it are great. I'll let them cut your clips and distribute them on various platforms. Give it a shot and see the effect."

"Oh." Tao Li nodded indifferently, and Berlusconi was still thinking about him. He sat down in his seat and wore a U-shaped pillow to catch up on sleep.

In the dream, he relived the entanglement of last night again. Berlusconi's body was heavy, and his fingertips grazed his body, causing bursts of numbness. He couldn't help but put his hand into Berlusconi's hem... …

"Wake up, Tao Li." Someone patted Tao Li's face lightly.

Tao Li woke up suddenly, put his hands together and begged for mercy: "I didn't mean to do this—"

After seeing the gentle and doubtful Firman in front of him, Tao Li woke up like a dream, with cold sweat on his back.

"What's wrong with you? Did you have a nightmare?" Firman asked with concern.

Tao Li nodded indiscriminately and rubbed his face guiltily.

"It's time to get off the plane."

"Okay." Tao Li tiredly got up and walked with Firman.

After getting off the plane and getting in the car, Firman, a money-making expert, leaned beside him and said excitedly, "Tao Li, your merchandise is sold out within 10 minutes, and I have already asked people to replenish it like crazy."

Tao Li asked in a daze, "What surrounding area?"

"It's about your helmet, your clothes, your license plate stickers and all that crap."

"Can this be sold?"

"If you're popular, you can sell it." When Philman talked about making money, he laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, and then grabbed Tao Li's shoulders again, and said, "Don't worry, you'll get your commission for everything. "

"Oh." Since becoming an official driver, with salary plus rewards for each race, Tao Li has been out of poverty for a while, and has no special desire for money.

"How about we make up a few more shots? This can stimulate sales."

Taoli immediately shook his head: "No, when Berlusconi comes back, he knows that I have done something other than a serious job, and he will beat me to death."

Firman still didn't give up, and Tao Li was annoyed for a long time on the way back to the dormitory.

·

The next day, Tao Li reported to the headquarters and met with Peter.

The current Taoli is different from when he first entered F1. Peter respects Taoli very much and gives him a high degree of freedom.

"The Turkish Grand Prix is ​​next, what is your goal?"

In the past, Berlusconi directly stated the goal, and he worked hard to complete it, so Taoli was not used to it. After thinking for a long time, he said conservatively: "Protect three and fight for two?"

"Okay." Peter didn't have any objections, and directly wrote down Tao Li's goal.

Next, they started talking about the track.

"Istanbul is an anti-clockwise track, just like Imola in Italy," Peter opened the track map, introduced each corner to Taoli, and added, "Hope has won two championships in this race. "

In the past, when Berlusconi taught Taoli about the track, he seldom mentioned these things, and he just talked about skills straightforwardly.

Now that Peter said it, and Tao Li thought about it, Hope only ran F1 for two years...

"That is to say, every time Hope goes to the Istanbul circuit," Tao Li said in surprise, "he wins the championship?!"

"Yes."

"Wow...he's too good..." Stephanie also said yesterday that Hope was not his opponent...Tao Li suddenly felt that Stephanie was unreliable.

It's no wonder that Peter didn't have any objections when he said that he wanted to keep three and fight two.Hope, who is driving the Mars rover, has already booked the championship of this station.

After the episode, Peter took out the training form for this station and showed it to Tao Li. Compared with the content formulated by Berlusconi, Peter's training form was nearly half less.

Tao Li was very happy, but this mood did not last long.

Although the amount is small, it is easy, but the sense of accomplishment when it is completed is also greatly reduced.

When driving a simulator, although you don't have to be cold-eyed when you crash a car, when you set the fastest lap, you don't have the sense of eagerness to show someone.

When taking notes while looking at the car, no one said "tsk" when he wrote scribbled, and no one scratched his hair when he wrote neatly. The feeling of gently scratching his head with his fingertips was really comfortable.

During physical training, he was a little lazy, his posture was not perfect, the coach turned a blind eye, he was not happy at all, and even missed those moments when a certain pervert stomped on him and forced him to make textbook moves .

The most outrageous thing is that without Berlusconi following him, the Wangzai who secretly drank are, no, sweet!

After struggling like this for two days, Taoli couldn't take it anymore and started sending messages to Berlusconi.

Day [-] – I crashed a few times today!

Berlusconi did not return, and the next day Taoli went to drive the simulator, and Peter was practicing alongside him, sitting in the same posture as in class.

The next day - I secretly drank two cans of Wangzai!

Berlusconi still didn't return, and when Taoli woke up the next day, the nutritionist was at his door and followed him all day.

On the third day, Tao Li had no choice but to fight online.