stand shoulder to shoulder

Resurgence of old love?

Tao Li was stunned: "Have they been together?"

After asking, Tao Li felt that he had made a fuss.Berlusconi has been in the Wilson team since F2, for five full years, what can't happen with the beautiful Stella?

Stella is so good.

Tao Li felt unspeakable fatigue in his heart.

"Paul said no, but I don't believe it." Firman pressed the elevator button and said, "During that time, he was vacant for so long, and Stella was so--so ambiguous...you know, Stella His dad was Wilson's team leader. Maybe it's not too public, is it?"

The door of another elevator opened slowly, and Firman walked in first. When he turned around and saw Tao Li staying where he was, he shouted, "Come here quickly."

Tao Li shuffled in, his eyes sullen.

Philman patted his mouth belatedly. Paul had just broken up with Tao Li's sister. How could Tao Li be happy when he picked up his ex so soon?

Tomorrow's game is very important!

Firman pressed the floor where their room was located, pondered for a while, and dared to speak ill of Berlusconi: "Actually, it is a good thing that your sister broke up with Berlusconi."

Tali didn't respond.

"Emotions are inherently fragile, and the nature of our work is flying around. Whether Berlusconi can have a long relationship or a stable relationship is a problem." Firman said heartily, "Your sister and It is wise for him to break up. Berlusconi may like it one moment and not like it the next—"

In the middle of speaking, Firman was suddenly forced to stop by a piercing look. He turned his head to look, and Tao Li's face was gloomy.

Why does it seem like it's getting worse?

Firman was very troubled.

At this time, the elevator stopped, and the doors slowly opened to both sides.

Taoli stepped out of the elevator, and his eyes stayed on the door of Berlusconi's room for a long time.

Firman said: "If you are really worthless for your sister, why don't we go and sabotage it now? Your sister is going to have a hard time, and don't make Berlusconi feel too good. The game is coming soon, and Berlusconi will not punish you. "

Tali pursed his lips.

Berlusconi doesn't want to like him, and it's useless for him to block ten Stella.

"I'm not going." After Tao Li said, he went straight to his room with a resolute face. "I want to rest early and play hard tomorrow."

When Firman heard this, he was very relieved: "Okay, you can go."

Firman responded with a slam on the door.

·

Tao Li entered the room, lay down on the bed, and began to force himself to think about how to run the track.

"Cornering with full throttle, 4th, 5th, 6th gear... take the outside lane, slow down the speed of the 100-meter card to corner..."

Did Berlusconi hold Stella's hand in the elevator?

Maybe not.

Even if it's not in the elevator, what about in the room?

Berlusconi's hands are so warm...

No no, every time a game is coming up, Berlusconi can only think about work and nothing else.

Miscellaneous thoughts kept coming in, the track in my mind began to distort, and Tao Li could hardly drive.

Hot tears welled up, wet eyelashes.

·

The next day, Tao Li was a little depressed and woke up at seven o'clock. In order to keep himself in good shape, he went downstairs to have breakfast and got himself a glass of milk and a few squares of bread in the cafeteria.

He chose a seat by the window and watched the hotel staff water the flowers and plants.

"Hi Taoli." A pleasant female voice suddenly sounded in front of him.

Tao Li looked up and saw the beautiful Stella, still wearing yesterday's red dress.

"Do you mind if I sit across from you?"

"do not mind."

Stella put down the plate, sat down gracefully, and asked, "Is your manager Stephanie?"

"Ah."

"Yesterday I--"

A cold male voice came from not far away: "Stella."

Tao Li is very familiar with this voice, without looking back, he knows that the speaker is Berlusconi.

He heard Berlusconi order: "Come and have breakfast with me."

Taoli chewed hard on the bread cubes, the dry taste was just awful.

Stella, who was opposite him, sighed helplessly and happily, and apologized to him: "I really can't help it, Tao Li, I have to go first, and we will have dinner together another day."

Then, Stella picked up the plate she had just put down and walked behind Taoli.

Tao Li heard Stella say: "Why, you miss me after only a short time apart?"

He suddenly remembered something, raised his hand to look at his watch, it was 07:30 in the morning.

The hotel where the Wilson team stayed was not nearby at all. How could Stella arrive here for breakfast at 07:30 in the morning?

Did Stella live here last night?

In Berlusconi's room?

That's why you're wearing yesterday's clothes?

·

Once this idea was generated, it filled Tao Li's mind endlessly.

Even if he was really driving on the Gilles-Villeneuve circuit, all the scenery around him flew by quickly, and in front of him was Hope, who started from pole position.

Even though he knew that as long as he surpassed Hope, the championship would be secured, he couldn't concentrate.

Berlusconi would not only hold Stella's hand, but also hug her waist and kiss her body——

The sharp tire rubbing sound came out, and Tao Li came to his senses, but it was too late, the car he was driving rushed off the track and hit the foam barrier into the sky.

The competition party not only gave a close-up of this scene, but also replayed it once.

·

"Ah! It's so embarrassing!" The commentator A of the live commentary on the F1 Canadian station yelled bitterly, "What is Tao Li doing! Hope stopped him a few times, and he panicked like this!"

In the camera, the No. 17 car returned to the track according to the regulations, and the ranking dropped from second to ninth.

"Such low-level mistakes can be made." Commentator A kept sighing, "At first I thought he would win the championship today, and I prepared a lot of words of praise for him...Tao Li's performance today is too disappointing and embarrassing... ..."

The camera of the race party cut to the Meteor team in the maintenance area. The tire changers and technicians were all stunned, and Berlusconi, who was staring at the data, was also pale.

"Hope's exhaust smells bad." On the contrary, commentator B, who has never had hope for Tao Li, was more stable. He said, "The youngest winner of the F1 Grand Prix is ​​22 years old, and Tao Li is only 17 years old. , Five years of training, take your time."

·

In the maintenance area, the Wilson team to which Hope belonged burst into joy.

Captain Wilson looked at the big screen, with disappointment flashing in his eyes.

Stella walked up to him, and he said, "Tao Li is too unstable, it will take a few years to mature, so there is no need to contact him for the time being."

In the Canadian station, Tao Li, who started No.2, finally finished No.4.

No matter how high the praise of everyone before the game, the disappointment and disapproval after the game will be as deep.

The reporter asked Taoli sharply, is it particularly uncomfortable that he will never be able to step on the podium again without Berlusconi, the race engineer.