Fairytale Shelf Life [MTL]

Ch 8

Chapter 08

Song Zhi is doomed to sleepless night.

Jiang Shuyue dropped such a blockbuster, which almost disrupted her overall plan, and she had to rethink the trial.

Song Zhi didn't know how many times he opened the chat records between Zhou Yichan and Jiang Shuyue, observed and pondered, trying to find some clues from them, deduce the ins and outs of the two people, and restore the truth of the matter.

However, except for a photo of the diary cover, there is only Jiang Shuyue's threat in the record, and no relevant details can be found.

Did they really never mention the handle details on the phone, or was it deliberately deleted by Zhou Yichan?

Is what Jiang Shuyue said true and credible, or is there something else hidden in this matter? If so, why would Zhou Yichan still let others bully her?

Jiang Shuyue is definitely not a good person, but what about Zhou Yichan? She has only met him a few times, so can she believe everything she says?

Questions lingered in his mind, and Song Zhi couldn't find the answer by himself, so he clicked on the dialog with Zhou Yichan. To get a precise and reliable answer, direct communication with the parties is undoubtedly the fastest and most effective way.

However, she hovered over the "video call" button with her fingertips, but hesitated for a long time.

Song Zhi's eyes fell uncontrollably on the messages that Zhou Yichan sent him:

【Song Zhi, have you arrived in London successfully? Although you said that you let me go crazy without worry, but thinking that you might be suffering for me, I have no way to disappear with peace of mind...]

[Did Jiang Shuyue make things difficult for you? If you are upset or angry, you can call me, and I will find a way to prevaricate her. ]

[You haven't replied to me, so it should be because of your ingenuity to "conquer" Jiang Shuyue, right? If so, then Song Zhiyou are really amazing! ]

[I met a like-minded aunt in the desert of Gansu. She took me to camp in the desert. Don't forget to contact me if you need any help. ]

[ Song Zhi! We were lucky and really waited until the desert sunrise! The lonely smoke in the desert, the long river and the sun, it is so magnificent and beautiful, I want to share it with you first! 】

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[I seem to have finally grasped the true freedom, I am ready to listen to you and go crazy! Song Zhi, you brought this to me, thank you very much, I hope your trip to London will also be magnificent! ]

[Next, I will go to no-man's land with my traveling friends. The mobile phone signal may be poor. If you need anything, you can leave me a message, and I will reply you as soon as I receive it. 】

After Song Zhi said that he could handle Jiang Shuyue and not need to contact her for the time being, Zhou Yichan still missed her all the time, lest she would suffer too much grievance.

The young girl is so sensitive and troublesome, it is actually difficult for her to connect it with the "manslaughter executioner" Jiang Shuyue said.

It is true that Song Zhi and Zhou Yichan have very little acquaintance, but from the previous meeting and the lines in the news, it can be seen that although she is timid, she is honest.

She is not good at hiding her feelings and emotions at all, unlike a liar who weaves lies.

Song Zhi looked at Zhou Yichan's photo of the stars and the sun, and could even imagine her excited expression at that time, and she might burst into tears.

Song Zhishen smiled.

In this process of continuous dismantling and analysis, she actually already had the answer in her mind—she unconsciously favored Zhou Yichan.

If you contact Zhou Yichan at this moment, even if the other party is lying, maybe she will choose to believe it.

Song Zhi turned off the phone and gave up on the way of asking the parties.

Zhou Yichan deliberately concealed this matter from her from the beginning, and now she may not be able to get an accurate answer if she asks, so it is better to find out the truth by herself.

After sorting out the direction for the future, Song Zhi no longer insisted on going back to the source immediately, and she began to focus on the present—to

appease the irritated Jiang Shuyue.

Song Zhi studied all of Jiang Shuyue's threats over and over again, and found that what she wanted was nothing more than unlimited material demands, and suppressing Zhou Yichan's personality so that she could teach her to obey him unconditionally.

She can immediately offer first-class tickets, luxury goods, or even a large amount of cash, anyway, Zhou Yichan pays the bill, Zhou Yichan can afford and promises to swipe the card at will.

But Song Zhi was unwilling.

Because in her opinion, that way of coping is no different from Zhou Yichan herself. She can act seamlessly, but in this way, the exchange between her and Zhou Yichan will lose its meaning.

She didn't want to make Jiang Shuyue cheaper, and hoped to come up with a more flexible and effective method.

After thinking about it, Song Zhizhan finally fixed his eyes on a name——Chen Yan.

Jiang Shuyue coerced Zhou Yichan to take her on a trip to the UK to watch the racing, but her threatening message mentioned in a strange way, "Chen Yan's F2 racing showdown is also in the UK".

Song Zhi guessed that the name "Chen Yan" that was specifically mentioned should be related to Zhou Yichan's weakness.

Thinking of this, Song Zhi immediately typed the word "Chen Yan" into the search engine.

The first thing that catches the eye is a handsome and suave face. At the age of eighteen or nineteen, the wolf eyes with peach petals protruding inside and outside are full of vigor, but the red and white one-piece racing suit is full of youthful spirit . In the photo, the teenager is holding a helmet in his hand, leaning on a black and gold racing car, smiling arrogantly.

Song Zhi is not a nympho, so much like the heroine in his mother's writing, but his eyes linger on his demeanor for a long time. It took a long time before she continued to scroll down about her resume.

"Chen Yan, a Chinese Formula racer. At the age of 7, he participated in the youth karting race for the first time and won the championship in one fell swoop. At the age of 9 , he almost

won all the domestic karting events with a record.

, joined the Ferrari Driver Academy at the age of 16, and swept all levels of formula in two years. Last year, Chen Yan won the F2 championship three times ahead of schedule, making history and becoming the first Chinese driver to win the F2 championship. In March this year

, He made his first appearance at the practice scene of the top race F1. Earlier, the media photographed Chen Yan frequently appearing in the Ferrari F1 starting area P room. After July, he is expected to join the top team at the age of 18 and officially enter the top hall of racing. F1!

...

And his performance in the British Grand Prix on the eve of his eighteenth birthday is crucial. Can Chen Yan make history again and become the youngest Chinese driver to enter F1? Let us wait and see!"

Song Zhi was confused by the long series of gorgeous introductions.

She doesn't know what F2 and F1 are, let alone an equation, but she still understands one thing from Chen Yan's detailed encyclopedia - this young man has dazzling supernatural powers, and he is indeed a character comparable to the hero.

Song Zhi wanted to know Chen Yan better, so she couldn't help but searched for terms in her blind spot.

"Formula racing, that is, racing competitions produced under the restrictions of common rules. There are international competition levels from low to high: F3 formula, F2 formula, F1 formula." ① "F1 is the World Formula One Championship, which is the highest level in the world

. The racing competition is one of the three major sports events in the world. It is as famous as the Olympic Games and the World Cup. At the end of each year, the team championship and driver championship will be awarded according to the points." ② "

F1 is the world's most expensive, most expensive, most technologically advanced, and most dangerous motorsport. Every 100 million spent can only improve the performance by 1 second; every The speed of the game exceeds 300km per hour; each driver needs to withstand a centrifugal force of up to 5G when cornering, which is about five times the weight of the head plus the helmet suddenly pressed on the neck and pulled, and the physical fitness of the driver is comparable to that of a fighter pilot. ③ F1 racing is definitely

speed The concretization of passion!"

"To become an F1 driver, you must have money in addition to being talented. Almost all F1 drivers have entered the field since childhood, and they have prepared at least 10 million yuan from karting to F1... and the domestic racing culture If you can't keep up, you still need to be prepared to go abroad."

Looking at the content of popular science, Song Zhi seemed to see a world full of luxury and money but full of enthusiasm.

Perhaps her understanding of F1 racing cars is still very shallow, but—her eyes fell on that naughty boy again, and she was very sure: Chen Yan is definitely a star sought after by thousands of people in the racing industry.

A certain idea jumped up, and Song Zhi suddenly thought of how to appease Jiang Shuyue.

*

It is 100 kilometers from downtown London to the Silverstone Circuit, where F1 is held. Song Zhi and the three went there by car after lunch.

The first race in the history of F1 was held at Silverstone Circuit, which is the birthplace of F1, so British racing culture is quite popular. The bases of many teams are stationed here. Every weekend of F1, the traffic in and around London is in a mess. To make matters worse, the sky was still raining heavily today, and the road conditions were even worse for a while. The traffic congestion directly made several people dream of going back to their hometown.

Thanks to Zhou Yan's precautions, he arranged for them to start the day before the main race. Otherwise, according to the road conditions, they may not be able to catch up even after the racing is over.

Song Zhi received Jiang Shuyue's bombardment last night and supplemented his knowledge of F1. His sleep was in a mess. Now he just fell asleep with the sound of rain.

It was raining and foggy outside the window, and the car was quiet and silent, only the sound of tires wading through the rain filled my ears, and the stop-and-go European town scenery passed my eyes from time to time.

Suddenly——

Song Zhi's cell phone rang, breaking the silence.

Worried about Zhou Yichan's letter, she still held her eyelids and took out her phone, but unexpectedly, it was Jiang Shuyue who was in the same car.

[Play dead? ]

[Before going to bed tonight, I want to see your sincerity. 】

Jiang Shuyue thought she was going to pretend to be stupid to avoid what happened last night, and was giving her an ultimatum.

Song Zhi looked sideways and met the girl's threatening gaze.

She paused, and replied on the phone: [Tomorrow, before the end of the F1 race tomorrow, I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer. 】

Jiang Shuyue's cell phone was on silent, but it didn't ring. She lowered her eyes after a while and said:

【You better really satisfy me. ]

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Song Zhi clicked on the picture, it should be a fragment of Zhou Yichan's diary:

"I dreamed about him again last night, with endless regret and fear.

Until today I have to admit that because of me he will Go there, I killed him.

Am I really guilty?"

naked|naked|naked threat.

Song Zhi frowned slightly, but didn't look at Jiang Shuyue again. In fact, she has already thought of several countermeasures, but she wants to take the best one after confirming one thing.

And she was not afraid of Jiang Shuyue's threat at all.

Song Zhi was sure that even if she didn't go to appease Jiang Shuyue during the entire British vacation, she would not dare to act rashly for the time being. After all, she has to rely on herself abroad, and it is impossible to completely tear her face apart. It's just that the dog will jump over the wall when he is in a hurry. If he does that, it is impossible for Jiang Shuyue to expose Zhou Yichan's secret immediately after returning to China.

Song Zhi was not Zhou Yichan herself, so she couldn't push it to that point, so she chose to hold off and deduce the best solution.

Fortunately, Jiang Shuyue didn't continue to bother her after urging her, and the girl closed her eyes and fell asleep quietly, and the journey was peaceful.

Due to the bad road conditions, it was almost evening when they finally arrived at the Hilton Hotel in Northampton.

The light rain continued, and as soon as the car stopped, the hotel concierge came to greet him with an umbrella.

Song Zhixian Jiang Shuyue got out of the car in one step, then raised her eyes, and saw that the entrance of the hotel was surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside, she couldn't help but stop.

The concierge thought she was dissatisfied with the noise, so he immediately explained to her: "It's the racer who came back to the hotel and just met the fans who came to try their luck. Please rest assured that our security is very strong, and fans will not enter the hotel." Song Zhizheng wanted to

say Ask, which racer.

The concierge staff had already stepped forward to clear the way for her, and the crowded crowd gradually dispersed to one corner, and the teenager who was pushed in the center also showed his true face—it was the Chinese racing driver she studied all night, Chen Yan.

The boy seemed to have just returned from a long-distance run, his black T-shirt was soaked, and his brown messy hair was dripping with water.

When Song Zhi looked at him, he was holding a can of energy drink and drinking it with his head up, his Adam's apple rolled gently, and he had a hormone that didn't belong to this age.

The movement of the two concierges clearing the way was not small, and Chen Yan seemed to have noticed her as well, and flicked her lightly when throwing the can.

However, at this moment of distraction, a pink-haired female fan beside him broke through the encirclement, and suddenly stepped forward, passed his coach and staff, and kissed him hard on the side of the cheek.

Bright red lips landed on Chen Yan's face, and his wolf eyes squinted away, as if he was about to explode.

Even if foreign countries are open, this move by the fans is still a bit out of bounds.

The lively atmosphere suddenly cooled down, and everyone was a little nervous, fearing that Chen Yan would lose his temper.

Especially -

the pink-haired girl was crazy, as if she didn't notice the atmosphere at the moment, and shouted excitedly: "Chen, you\'re so hot!"

She even wanted to step forward and cross the line a second time, but was returned God's staff stopped him.

A few steps away, Song Zhi stood in place, wanting to see Chen Yan's reaction.

But I saw—

the young man who was forced to kiss raised his right hand, pressed his thumb against the lip print, and said with a light smile, "I don't take advantage of the fans, you're almost done." He didn't blame him, let alone get mad,

just Merry freehand a word of warning.

Naturally, the fans screamed wildly.

Chen Yan just took this opportunity to turn around, took the wet tissue handed by the coach, and entered the hotel while wiping his cheeks.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Song Zhi always felt that the boy took another look at himself before going in.

However, she didn't pay too much attention to this matter, but looked sideways at Jiang Shuyue who walked to her side.

As expected, Jiang Shuyue's eyes were filled with restrained fanaticism and admiration.

In an instant, Song Zhi had a decision in her heart, and she wanted to take a gamble.

Before going to bed that night, she gave Jiang Shuyue her answer sheet: [I arranged for you to meet Chen Yan, is that okay? ]

The other end came back almost in seconds: [You are sensible]

Song Zhi was shocked at once—this Chen Yan is indeed the key person!

Going to see him not only sent Jiang Shuyue away, but it might also bring her one step closer to the truth.

Killing two birds with one stone, she won the bet.

The only problem now is: she doesn't know Chen Yan at all, and Zhou Yichan's mobile phone can't find any traces of contact with him, so how should she meet this talented racing driver?