The Strongest Racer Maintenance Guide

Is it gay?

Back in city A, everyone got a week's vacation.

The bonus has not yet arrived, and Xia Qianchen's financial situation forces him to take the subway to the No. 1 civilian hospital in City A every day at noon, and eat lunch in the hospital cafeteria with his mother's meal card.

Director Xia didn't give him a good face when he saw him. Xia Qianchen guessed that he was watching the news.

The news released by the Federation of Automobile Manufacturers is particularly exaggerated. The last section of the main peak of Tianchi is so dangerous. Xia Qianchen drove the car that had an accident in the previous stage, and completed such an extreme drift on such a turn.

Director Xia sat across from him, and the eating process was quite indifferent. The chopsticks were obviously wooden, but they seemed to have a metallic luster for no reason in her hands.

"Mom." Xia Qianchen called flatteringly, "Here, you eat fish." As he spoke, he took a piece of fish from his dinner plate and put it on his mother's plate.

Director Xia raised his eyes and looked at him. If Zhong Su was here at this time, he would definitely sigh, his eyes were exactly the same.

"It's amazing." Director Xia said lightly, "The car was hit by a car without a head and a butt, and I can still run to the finish line."

"That's not true, I was..." Xia Qianchen just raised his head, met his mother's gaze, and then stopped talking, "No, it's just a fluke, the main reason is that my car is stronger."

In the past, Director Xia would tell him earnestly, how many times can a person get lucky in a lifetime?

But that was the end of the matter, Director Xia just smiled, then bowed his head to eat.

In fact, rally has always been a mountain between mother and child.

"I'll take a rest tomorrow." Director Xia said, "Tomorrow we will go to the cemetery. I will take a few students with me during the Ching Ming holiday. Let's go earlier this year."

"Ah, okay, then I'll pick you up tomorrow morning." Xia Qianshen lowered his head to eat.

It was Xia Qianchen's father who went to the cemetery to worship.

Xia Qianshen had never met him, because when he passed away, Xia Qianshen was still in her mother's womb.

But in fact, Xia Qianshen really hoped that he was still alive, not because of anything else, but because Director Xia opposed him to run a racing car.

early the next day.The mother and son bought flowers and some things for worship, parked the car and entered the cemetery.

The weather is not very good, some cloudy.Director Xia was wearing a black windbreaker, with his hands in his pockets, and walked in front.

His father was a very good rally driver.

His father died on the track, when Director Xia was seven months pregnant with him.

At that time, many kinds of strong emotions attacked her at the same time, attacking her who was a pregnant woman at that time.

Sad, angry, self-deprecating.

The strong concentration made her calm down quickly, and she quickly sealed up these emotions, trying her best to maintain a peaceful environment for the fetus to develop.

However, life will always give people some unnecessary surprises and coincidences. Her son became a racing driver.

DNA moved?Disco?

DNA is probably cramping.

Xia Qianchen kowtowed respectfully to the stele, and then looked at the three words "Lin Anye" on the stele.

This is a famous rally driver more than 20 years ago, he loved his racing career, and he died on the track he loved all his life.

Director Xia felt that for a person like this who loved extreme sports more than his wife and children, his children did not deserve his surname.

"Okay, let's go." Director Xia said.

Xia Qianchen got up, took two steps before patting the dust on his pants, then turned his head and glanced in the direction of the stele.

He understands his mother very well. In that situation, she gave birth to the child alone and raised the child by herself. Today, it is the utmost benevolence for her to come to arrange some flowers every year.

This is why Director Xia objected to Xia Qianshen driving the racing car, but his mother is a very rational and sober person, she knew that what should come no matter what, she could not avoid it, so she learned to coexist.

To put it another way, it means admitting.

She couldn't force her to die, or break Xia Qianchen's leg.

Driving back to the city, the two found a restaurant.It's just eleven o'clock, and it's still early for lunch, so the restaurant is still empty.

"Hi, we have oolong here..." The waiter suddenly stopped.

Realizing that the voice sounded familiar, Xia Qianchen looked away from the menu and moved up slowly.

"Oolong tea, Pu'er tea, Longjing tea." Zhong Su said with his usual polite and gentle smile, "Good afternoon, what would you like to drink?"

"Good afternoon..." Xia Qianchen sometimes really doesn't understand where Zhong Su's money is spent, so much so that he has to work part-time in the restaurant during the holidays, "You...uh, how about...together Have something to eat?"

Upon hearing this, Director Xia raised his head, looked at his son, and then at the waiter, "Do you know him?"

"My navigator, Zhong Su." Xia Qianshen introduced, "Zhong Su, my mother, Director Xia."

Zhong Su immediately changed direction, nodded, and greeted politely, "Hi, Director Xia."

Director Xia smiled, "Hi, call Auntie. Anyway, there is no business now, so sit down with us and have a bite."

"Yes, she treats guests." The very poor Xia Qianchen said.

The mother and son looked alike, and their tone and demeanor were exactly the same, which put a lot of pressure on Zhong Su.

As a result of habit, in front of Director Xia, he naturally picked up the green onions in Xia Qianchen's shrimp steamed eggs one by one.When neither of them felt that there was anything wrong, Director Xia who was sitting opposite was obviously very unhappy.

She put down her chopsticks, "Xia Qianchen, why do you do such bullying things? How old are you, you are so disrespectful to others."

Both of them raised their heads together.

--"I do not have it."

--"No no."

The two spoke at the same time.

Director Xia sighed, since Zhong Su was sitting here, he couldn't say anything serious, so he just warned him with his eyes, "Eat by yourself, don't bother others."

"Okay..." Xia Qian sank under the table, bumped the bell with his right leg and knee to the right, motioning for him to say something.

Zhong Su understood, "Aunt Xia, it's not that exaggerated. Taking care of the racer is the job of the navigator."

However, Director Xia felt like "I voluntarily work overtime" and "doing group work makes me happy".

Director Xia looked at Zhong Su with a complicated expression, and then turned to look at his son, "Don't bother others with such trivial matters in the future."

"Yeah." Xia Qianchen nodded.

Zhong Su had no choice but to sit with them and eat slowly. After taking a few mouthfuls of fooling around, the restaurant began to have customers coming in one after another. Zhong Su got up to apologize and went to work.

When Zhong Su went to the other side of the restaurant to greet the guests, Director Xia finally couldn't bear it anymore, leaned forward slightly and asked in a low voice, "Is this restaurant opened by his family? Or his friend?"

Xia Qianchen thought for a while, "I don't know."

"How old is he?" Director Xia asked, "Young people don't have to spell like this, right? Didn't they just go on vacation two days ago, and they didn't take a rest."

Xia Qianshen: "He's 25, it seems... a little short of money, I don't know the specific reason."

"Okay, let's eat." Director Xia didn't ask anymore, "You don't want to bully people outside, it hurts people's self-esteem, what does it look like for a good young man to pick green onions for you outside?"

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Zhong Su seemed to guess that he would come again.

But I didn't expect it to be so late.

The main reason is that Xia Qianchen felt that he should leave work at this time, after all, he didn't want to have a "waiter" and "customer" relationship with Zhong Su.

Zhong Su came out from behind the restaurant, and when he was about to go for a ride, he found a very familiar young man with a good figure under the street lamp.

He lowered his head to play with his mobile phone under the street lamp, and the voice of the NPC in the game came from the mobile phone - "Keep this momentum, friend!"

"What are you doing?" Zhong Su came over.

Xia Qianchen raised her head, "Wait a minute, I'm about to die."

So Zhong Su stood here and waited for him to finish playing the game. Fortunately, Xia Qianshen did what he said, and died when he said he would die, and soon his hero exploded.

"Uh... talk?" Xia Qianchen put the phone in his pocket.

Zhong Su nodded, put on his gloves, "Chat in another place."

City A's nightlife is rich and inclusive. For example, in order to attract customers, the bar not only has alcohol, but also various non-alcoholic beverages. It is not impossible to even have a cup of milk tea here.

The bartender will pause, then keep smiling, whatever, whatever.

This was a request made by the little girl sitting not far from Xia Qianchen at the bar.

How should I put it, it's really not easy to earn some money these days.

The atmosphere of the bar is relatively relaxed, the lighting is just right, and the young man singing is holding a guitar, and his voice sounds very comfortable.

Xia Qianshen asked for a glass of malt whiskey and coffee, and Zhong Su wanted to ride a motorcycle, so the bartender gave him a non-alcoholic drink.

Many young people chose to spend the night here. Regardless of men or women, they all looked well-dressed. Xia Qianchen, who came out with a hooded sweater and jeans, felt a little embarrassed.

"Thank you." Xia Qianchen put the wine on the coaster in front of him and smiled at the bartender.

Zhong Su's drink has beautiful layers. He hasn't drunk it yet, so he pushes it to Xia Qianchen's hand, "Try it?"

"Hmm..." Xia Qianchen was a little confused, "It's okay, you can drink."

Zhong Su didn't say anything, moved back and took a sip.Sweet, bubbly, and slightly fruity.

"Can I ask?" Xia Qianchen was sitting on a high stool, while Zhong Su was standing and leaning against the bar, so Xia Qianchen needed to raise his head, "Why are you so poor? I am poor because I bought a Koni Sager, what about you? You are the ring tower champion."

Leaving aside the race prize money and the ring tower champion, how many advertisements does their team have, the team can't deny them a dime.

Xia Qianchen took a sip of wine, "Since I'm thinking about letting you run to the ring tower with me, then you should also think about it and tell me what's going on."

"Okay." Zhong Su said, "I need some time."

"No hurry, there are still three months left to sign up for Ring Tower."

Xia Qianchen took another sip of his wine, then turned his head to look at Zhong Su's glass.The colors of the drinks inside are really beautiful, orange yellow, sea blue, and bright red.

The lights in the bar seemed to have been subtly dimmed a little bit, Xia Qianshen was too concerned, and looked away to look at the young man who carried him up to sing.

At the end of a song, everyone applauded with dignity.

Unexpectedly, at some point next to Xia Qianchen, a young man approached, "Hello—"

Xia Qianchen was startled, turned around suddenly, almost fell off the high stool, "Huh?" Xia Qianchen blinked, "Hello?"

The young man smiled very sweetly, but the smell of perfume on his body was very offensive. He looked at Xia Qianchen with a smile, calmly, pretending that someone was squeezing him from behind, making the distance between the two of them very ambiguous, " That... is it convenient to add a WeChat account? You are so pretty."

Xia Qianchen had never seen such a straightforward person before, so he was stunned for a while, "Uh... what did you say?"

At the same time, he glanced to the side from the corner of his eye, where is Zhong Suren?

The young man was actually quite good-looking, but he was emitting hormones all over his body, and his whole body was in a state of courtship.

He said: "Is it okay? Little brother, let's get to know each other. Are you single? Are you alone today? My friend and I are at the booth, do you want to come?"

Although Xia Qianchen didn't know which one to answer first, "No, no, thank you."

Zhong Su on the other side finally noticed that there was someone beside Xia Qianchen, and stepped forward to support the back of Xia Qianchen's high stool. From the perspective of a young man, it seemed that he was hugging Xia Qianchen's waist.

Zhong Su said, "I'm sorry."

The young man immediately understood something, his expression changed, and he took a step back, "No, no, I'm sorry, I didn't see you, sorry!" The young man clasped his hands together, very sincerely.

Zhong Su: "Well, it's fine."

After the young man left, Xia Qianchen was still at a loss, turned his head and asked, "What's going on?"

Zhong Su sighed, leaned over slightly, and whispered, "This bar is gay."

The author says:

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