stand shoulder to shoulder

Tao Li couldn't sleep at night.

Silvio Berlusconi's sexy voice seemed to be still playing in his ears, and he barely fell asleep when the Australian sunshine shone into the room.

It felt like he just closed his eyes slightly, the door of the room was opened from the outside, the movement did not mean to be lighthearted, the noise was not small, Tao Li sat up, and was about to curse, when a tall figure fell down.

The person who opened the door was Berlusconi. He was wearing a blue T-shirt and black overalls today. He was very neatly dressed and had long legs.

The sun fell on Tao Li's red ears.

"Morning." Berlusconi seemed to be in a good mood today, and his smile became more sincere. He raised his hand to look at his black watch and reminded him gently. "You won't have breakfast in five minutes."

These days with Berlusconi, Taoli knows best that he walks the talk.Nervously, he sped up his movements, washed and dressed, gnawed into a piece of bread at the last minute, and boarded Berlusconi's car.

When we arrived at the paddock, Berlusconi stopped the car and let Taoli get out of the car.

"You go in first, and start car tuning as soon as possible."

Tao Li put one hand in his pocket, nodded super coolly, fingering the chocolate wrapping paper he had secretly hidden.

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F1 has 21 sub-stations this year, and the sub-stations are divided into practice, qualifying and races.

Today, they will have a practice match.The results of the practice race will not affect the main race. Teams generally use the practice race to debug the car and test the tires, and the Meteor Racing Team is no exception.

Tao Li walked into the P room where the meteor team belonged, with a chocolate in his mouth.

The mechanics circled around one of the racing cars, and Tao Li walked over to have a look and recognized Leo's car number.

He silently walked to the racing car without a number. Compared with the Rio racing car with rich elements, Tao Li's racing car was blue and monotonous. He stayed there very quietly, and there were no technicians around to check before the race.

Tao Li reached out and touched his racing car, feeling that the chocolate in his mouth was bitter.

"Have you changed your clothes yet?" Berlusconi's cold and forced gentle voice came from behind Taoli. "Where's your helmet?"

Racing-related items like helmets come to the paddock with the car.

Tao Li hurriedly turned around and said, "It should be in the lounge, I'll get it right away."

Berlusconi nodded and turned to look at the screen on the control wall.The scorching sun of Australia fell on him, pulling out a slanted figure.

Tao Li hurried out of the back door of Room P, and turned to the paddock rest building of the Meteor team.Leo's lounge was just opposite his lounge, and when he went upstairs, he happened to meet Leo coming out in a racing suit.

Leo glanced at Taoli, who was in normal attire, and said, "Hurry up, the driver meeting is about to start."

Tao Li was a little confused: "Is there a driver meeting before the race?"

In the past, Tao Li participated in the pre-competition driver meetings during F3 and F2 races. It was probably the meeting between the race officer and the drivers to talk about the precautions for the race, the track signs and their characteristics, and so on.

Leo said: "Yes, you hurry up, I will wait for you."

Tao Li nodded and said yes, went into the lounge and quickly changed the racing suit on the shelf, then hugged his helmet, and hurried to the conference room with Leo.

In the conference room, a lot of racing drivers and racing officers were already sitting there.

"Irrelevant people, please do not attend the meeting." A competition officer said lazily, sorting out the materials in his hands.

Did someone get in here?While thinking, Tao Li found an empty seat and sat down.

The noisy voice in the conference room became smaller and smaller until there was an eerie silence.

Tao Li sat down, raised his head, and suddenly found that the entire conference room was looking at him, and there were many familiar faces.They have been racing cars since they were young, and they have met and talked more or less.

Tao Li was a little dazed and asked, "What's wrong?"

The organizer of the event, who was seated at the main seat, clasped his hands and looked at Tao Li with a smile: "Please do not participate in the meeting if you have nothing to do with it, please go out."

Tao Li finally came to his senses, and the embarrassment in his heart reached its peak.He stood up slowly, turned around and picked up his helmet with one hand, and walked out of the conference room with his back stiffened without looking at anyone.

At the beginning, Tao Li still convinced himself in his heart that this driver’s meeting was not a big deal. He had run the Albert Circuit many times in F3 and F2. Even if he didn’t listen to this meeting, he still knew where the signs were. .

However, he could faintly hear laughter in the meeting room.These laughter made him connect with the familiar faces he saw just now.

Beetle, who was a few years older than him, had gone karting with him.He was often the champion and Bit was often the runner-up.Bit is at home in F1 now.And he, as a joke, got the F1 driver's seat.

And Apelie.In F3, Apeli's annual total points were one point less than him, and she was helplessly ranked second in F3's annual total.Now, Apeli has already entered F1 and won several podiums.And he had just been kicked out of the drivers meeting room.

It's not necessarily good when it's old.

Those racers who had been defeated by him, but now left him far behind, were laughing at his overreaching.

Tauri hastily put the helmet on himself.

Downstairs, he met Samri who shook hands with him at the airport, but he didn't mean to greet him, and rushed back to his lounge like a gust of wind.

After slamming the door, Tao Li fell on the simple single rest bed, which made a crumbling sound.The helmet was big and stuffy, making his sleeping position a bit odd.

After an unknown amount of time, Berlusconi's voice came from outside the door: "Tauli, can you be lazy with a helmet?"

The boy wearing the helmet didn't know where the courage came from, and shouted at the door: "I don't want to participate in F1! Go to the track by yourself!"

The answer was a knock on the door.

The door made of simple wooden boards couldn't withstand Berlusconi's three kicks, and it wobbled open.

"Go down and adjust the seat, the practice match is about to start." Berlusconi said indifferently and irritablely, looking condescendingly at Taoli's curled up body.

"I don't want to go, no one welcomes me!"

"What are you crazy about?"

Taoli refused to answer.

Seeing that the game was about to start, Tao Li couldn't win points now that he was punished with corporal punishment.

Berlusconi tilted his head and took a deep breath, suppressing his irritability, but he still spoke aggressively: "I'm 17 years old, can you be more mature?"

The teenager with the helmet turned his back on Berlusconi directly.

"There's no livery, promo, comfort, so you're mad? Have you thought about why?"

"You don't welcome yourself, so why should others respect you?"

Tao Li seems to have nothing to eat.

Berlusconi had no choice but to rub his eyebrows and said impatiently: "You must be worthy of the 17 printed on your helmet."

The Meteor racing car was not modified for Tao Li, let alone a special helmet. The helmet Tao Li took this time was the helmet he used in F2.The paint on it is already very mottled, and even has some dents, but the number 17 is still strong and powerful.

Tao Li set 17 because his birthday is the 17th.

But my father explained it in this way: "My Tao Li is so talented, maybe he can win the F17 championship at the age of 1."

When he said this, Tao Li won the F3 annual championship and set a new record for the youngest F3 champion, so his father was full of confidence.

But after Tao Li entered F2, he was so mediocre that it was hard to remember his car number.

A few suppressed sobs came from under the No. 17 helmet.

"Why are you still crying?" Berlusconi leaned down impatiently, pushed away the helmet lens with one hand, and when he saw the beautiful eyes with tears, he thought of Tao Yue, and his voice softened a few degrees, "Don't Cry, don't lose face."

"Don't look at me!" Tao Li hurriedly put on the helmet glasses.

"Brother, I am in the same situation as you."

Taoli was stunned.

Yes, Berlusconi's decision made the whole F1 feel absurd.Everyone, including him, did not cooperate with his work.Berlusconi felt the same way he was belittled.

But Berlusconi was by no means knocked out.

Tao Li sniffed, and suddenly felt that crying was useless.

"Crying is not the most embarrassing thing, the most embarrassing thing is fleeing before the battle."

Tao Li sat up, slumped her shoulders, and thought for a long time.

Compared with fleeing from the battle, the last place seems nothing.

"I want a race engineer who supports me." Taoli said in a muffled voice.

The race engineer is the main person for the racer to communicate with the team during the race, including but not limited to notifying new decisions, discussing tire changes, and informing the current status of the car, etc. It is a very important partner of the racer.If the race engineers don't respect him too, it will greatly affect his racing mood.

"I'll be your race engineer," Berlusconi said, "as long as you trust me completely. You'll get a podium this weekend."

There will be champions, runners-up and third runners-up in each sub-station, and they will go to the podium to receive cheers and trophies.

Berlusconi's implication is that Taoli will at least be the runner-up in Australia.

Taoli felt that Berlusconi was a little whimsical, but he was also a little happy because Berlusconi had always believed that he would succeed.

Berlusconi may be his race engineer, but Berlusconi is the only one with him in this paddock.

"I think it's more realistic to aim for one point."

The driver with the most points throughout the year will automatically become the annual champion, and the team with the most points will become the annual champion team.And these points are accumulated from one race after another.

There are points for the top 10.

No.125个积分，No.218个积分，以此类推是15、12、10、8、6、4、2、1。

10th place is worth 1 point.

Taoli took off his helmet, his face was covered with tears, and he looked up at Berlusconi in embarrassment, with a tear in his voice: "Although my goal is different from yours, I will definitely cooperate with you this time."

Tao Li's eyes were red and wet. This kind of beauty caused Berlusconi to withdraw the sarcasm he had brought to his lips.He wanted to laugh at Tao Li for being self-deprecating.