Chapter 81 Chapter 81 Don’t run, Xiuming.
It was a close-quarters battle at 300 kilometers per hour, with vehicles jostling against each other at every turn, sparks flying. This seemingly turbulent battle between machines presented a different scene inside the pit stop. They swiftly changed tires in seconds, working together like a surgical team, for any slight mistake could derail their entire effort.
At the end of the stage, Ye Xiuming struggled against the intense centrifugal force. His strength reached its limit, and sweat nearly soaked his racing suit. But his face fixed intently on the checkered flag at the finish line, and he and his engine gave a final revelry.
He has left the second place far behind.
It was unprecedented for a Chinese person to be among the twenty seats in F1, not to mention that he was about to win the championship. The people in the audience were all excited, looking forward to waiting for this newcomer to break the record.
Soutine is in Rome, hundreds of kilometers away from Milan.
It was a weekend, and a live F1 broadcast was playing on a large screen in the square. Many sports fans gathered, beer in hand, excitedly discussing the upcoming championship victory for a Chinese racer. Their voices were filled with affirmation: "This guy must have put in more effort than everyone else!"
Su Ting suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart. He stopped, found a chair to sit down, and looked at the big screen in front of him.
When he saw that the first-placed person was called "Xiuming Ye", he felt an indescribable surge of emotions inside him. Fear secretly gripped his heart, making it impossible for him to breathe or move.
All the reasons he had previously opposed Ye Xiuming's racing career came back to him—
Look at all those cars that accidentally crashed into the fence, with carbon fiber and sparks flying everywhere, it was suffocating.
The outcome of the race will be decided after one more bend and straight.
Before the result is born, everything is possible.
However, on that straightaway, Ye Xiuming's instantaneous speed reached a staggering 370 kilometers per hour, sending even the spectators in the square into a frenzy. "As long as he doesn't get overtaken, he can guarantee first place. Isn't he afraid of his car falling apart?"
After all, Villeneuve’s car disintegrated at 360 kilometers, which was a tragedy.
Sutin understood Italian, so his heart was about to explode!
The deafening, air-tearing screams and the breathtaking sonic booms all indicate the intensity and cruelty of this game, which is simply heart-stopping!
Don’t run away, Xiuming.
Su Ting said with his heart beating.
Just as he was afraid to look at the big screen, the red car driven by Ye Xiuming had already hit the flag, breaking several records. The square suddenly erupted in celebration, with everyone expressing their admiration for this Chinese kid.
God knows how many heart cells Su Ting lost during this period. Just as he was about to carry those baguettes back to the hotel, he heard the interview announcement: "We will be interviewing the Chinese driver who won the first place in a while. Don't go away!"
Su Ting suddenly felt a little nervous.
He hasn't seen Ye Xiuming for more than half a month.
It was obvious that Ye Xiuming would not see Su Ting during this interview, but Su Ting was worried about whether his hair was messy and whether his clothes were sloppy. A series of crazy but meaningless thoughts flashed through his mind one by one, making him subconsciously adjust his back and sitting posture, wanting to greet this interview with a more perfect self.
Not many people left the square, and they seemed to want to hear what the man with the oriental face was about to say.
Later, Ye Xiuming jumped out of the car and high-fived the team staff to celebrate. He took off his helmet and came to the interview area under the guidance of the track staff.
Under the scorching sunlight, Ye Xiuming's striking facial features appeared even more tense, and there was a terrifying temperament in his eyes.
He said in fluent English: "My name is Ye Xiuming, from the Alpine team. This is my debut, and it may also be my last."
The host was surprised and asked, "Why the last round? I mean, your performance is really great. Wouldn't it be a shame to give up like this?"
Ye Xiuming said, "Because my adoptive father thinks racing is too dangerous and it makes him feel uncomfortable."
The host exclaimed, "Ah!", glanced at the camera lens, and said in disbelief, "Would you give up such a great career just because of a word from your adoptive father?"
Ye Xiuming nodded, "Of course!"
"Then this adoptive father must be someone very important to you."
Su Tingxin cried out in disbelief, cold sweat pouring down his face. Then he heard Ye Xiuming say something that made the world sigh: "My adoptive father is also someone I love. For him, I am willing to do anything, no matter the cost."
Gradually, Su Ting could no longer hear what he was saying, and only saw the people in the square screaming one after another.
Adoptive father is his lover? They seemed to have never seen such an explosive thing.
The host stared with wide eyes, as if he was at a loss for words. After a long pause, he said, "If I understand correctly, your adoptive father, the one who raised you, happens to be the one you like."
"He picked me up when I was eleven. After that, I was framed and my adoptive father and I were separated for five years. I fell in love with him five years later, so this shouldn't be considered an earth-shattering event."
The host's expression softened slightly. "So, do you have anything to say to him?"
Su Ting looked at Ye Xiuming across the screen.
Half a month felt as long as half a century.
Ye Xiuming said in Chinese: "Our love is not that unbearable. People have more important things to do. Su Ting, I love you. Remember to reply to my message."
really.
Ye Xiuming made such a big fuss just to get him to return his call.
This madman.
Compared with the calmness of foreign audiences, the discussion on the domestic Internet has reached a level that is difficult to ignore.
Some people were dumbfounded by this forbidden love and felt that Ye Xiuming should not express his love so openly.
Others think that he is brave and fearless, and that one must do something for love in one's life.
[But he's his adoptive father. How can someone fall in love with their adoptive father?]
Ye Xiuming hadn't seen his adoptive father for five years, and their adoptive father-son relationship only lasted a little over a year at most. As an adult, how could he not love?
Is this Su Ting the person who leaked the nude photos back then?
"It was him. Is he sure he didn't seduce his adopted son? We're not involved, so who can say for sure?"
[If it's really seduction, that's another story. I will despise this couple.]
Because the topic being discussed was too explosive, the entry #Domestic F1 driver admits love for adoptive father# was quickly deleted and could no longer be found.
In the European-style garden, Ye Huaian bent over to water the garden and said with a smile, "When Xiuming was a child, he loved driving his go-kart in this garden the most."
"But why does he have to think so hard?"
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