Fairytale Shelf Life [MTL]

Ch 83

The first winter vacation of Greedy University begins, and the entire season of F1 racing also comes to an end.

Chen Yan debuted halfway, but reached the top four in the driver standings, becoming the hottest new star in the top racing circle.

When he returned to China, various interviews and business appointments poured in.

Chen Yan's popularity in F2 was not low back then. He was not short of money and was not interested in business activities. Ferrari thought he had to lobby him hard to get him to pick up some high-quality goods.

Unexpectedly, this time, almost as soon as he opened his mouth, Chen Yan agreed, and he even took the initiative to add a few more expensive endorsements.

The team manager was surprised when he heard about it, he tossed and turned unsteadily, and called Chen Yan in the middle of the night to make a video call.

Now Chen Yan possesses the "good medicine for sleep".

At that time, it was three o'clock in the morning in China, and he was woken up by his mobile phone. At first reaction, he thought it was Song Zhi, and suddenly woke up after dozing off.

After taking a closer look, he was slightly relieved to find that it was the team manager.

He fell back on the bed and answered the phone unhappily: "Charlie, check the time in China before you call next time." "Are

you sleeping at home?"

Charlie seemed not surprised that it was late at night, "Chen, I thought you were on the phone Party."

Chen Yan closed his eyes impatiently: "I've changed my ways a long time ago, and I have something to talk about."

Charlie seemed a little hard to speak, hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "Chen, have you been short of money recently?"

"Huh?" Chen Yan casually asked, "Who's spreading rumors?"

"There's no shortage?" Charlie didn't believe it, and asked from the side: "So... have you acquired any new interests?"

Chen Yan finally sensed that something was wrong, He opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling, and replied seriously: "Charlie, tell me what you have to say."

"Okay."

Charlie paused for a moment, and finally expressed his worries: "You are so keen on making money all of a sudden, the team is worried that you will smoke marijuana or Playing cards."

He warned earnestly, "Chen, don't ruin your bright future just because of the momentary leisure."

Chen Yan: ...

Marijuana and playing cards are indeed not uncommon in foreign countries. It is normal for the team to have such doubts.

After a moment of silence, he said very seriously: "Charlie, I am Chinese. Please remember that both of these are illegal in China." "Don't worry." Chen Yan and Chen Ken assured, "I know what to do and what not to

do

. Do it, there are other reasons to make money."

"OKOK!"

Charlie poured him a lot of chicken soup for the soul, and finally said: "Chen, F1 will be ruled by you in the future, don't go astray." The

video finally hung up. Suddenly, the worried face of the team manager disappeared, and Chen Yan couldn't help laughing.

After such a phone call in the middle of the night, I was completely awake, and I couldn't fall back to sleep after trying for a long time. He couldn't bear to wake Song Zhi up, so in the end, he simply turned on his phone and looked through everything related to her.

Although after returning to China, the two can see each other like Xia Tian every day, but they are not tired of being together all the time.

Song Zhi taught himself a lot of racing-related courses this semester, and was left in the team by the captain during the winter vacation to study the design of formula cars in depth. Chen Yan, on the other hand, was busy with business activities.

They meet twice a day. In the morning, Chen Yan sent her to the motorcade; in the evening, Song Zhi went to the hotel to accompany Chen Yan for a while.

Their sense of presence in each other's world is getting stronger day by day.

The hotel where Chen Yan stayed was full of Song Zhi's shadows.

There are her spare clothes hanging in the closet, flowers she bought on the table, pillows and blankets she bought on the sofa, small meals she made in the refrigerator, and a timer she left next to the simulator... She even He bought a projector and built him a small audio-visual room in the suite.

The real family is full of shadows of the elder brother, the mother is insane, and the father is estranged. He once comforted Song Zhi, who had broken with his mother, and said that this hotel suite was his home, and he had indeed lived here all the time after returning to China.

It was never expected that the girl would turn this place into a house full of fireworks in the end, full of houses and rooms, all with traces of each other's lives.

This made Chen Yan feel at ease like never before, and gradually, he fell asleep with the image of the girl again.

And Song Zhi's world is also full of Chen Yan.

He is a new star in the top palace of formula racing. Every day in the team, his teammates often mention him.

"Zhizhi, can you ask Chen Yan to introduce a Ferrari engineer, and help the seniors steal some teachers!" "

Zhizhi, how is your relationship with Chen Yan? I'll dump him later, and try to ask him to give us a test drive next year "Hey."

"Next year Haishi will be included in the competition calendar. Can Zhizhi help our team buy group tickets and count tickets? We give money, mainly because we are afraid that we won't be able to get it!" And so on,

a group of male teammates don't like CP like the sisters, thinking The questions are all about racing.

Of course, Song Zhi ruthlessly refused every time:

"If we stole Ferrari's design, we will definitely not have the money to land it."

"He won't help us compete, so why not try him instead?

" Smiling eyes promised:

"Forget about group buying, I'll see if I can get some VIP tickets for everyone!"

She is very easy-going, without any airs of being a lady.

Therefore, when Chen Yan was frantically picking up business and was active in the hot searches on their mobile phones every day, the head of the external relations department of the team found Song Zhi again with a smile.

The leader of the external relations department is a senior from the business school. The senior sister dragged her to the conference room and showed her the mobile phone.

It was full of news about Chen Yan: he endorsed jewelry, he designed joint models, he participated in charity activities...

Song Zhi glanced around, and looked at the senior sister in confusion.

The senior only asked her: "Did you see something?"

Song Zhi shook his head.

"Oh!" The senior exclaimed exaggeratedly, and then asked, "The popularity of these endorsements, joint funds, and activities is extremely high. What does this mean?" "Does it mean that

Chen Yan is a little popular recently?" Song Zhi was not sure.

"It means that your Chen Yan's commercial value is extremely high!"

The senior sister pushed the glasses and said the purpose, "Next year our car will be greatly upgraded, can we talk about cooperation with your Chen Yan?"



She said: "If you have Chen Yan from your family come to help us get sponsorship, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort! We won't let him do free work, can we give him a share?" .

But Song Zhi didn't want to confuse love with academic career, and just about to veto it, the senior sister said again:

"Don't rush to refuse! Your family Chen Yan has so much business recently, maybe he himself will be interested?"

Senior sister Faithful and persuasive: "As an F1 racing driver, promoting Formula Student racing is a good thing to pass on from generation to generation, and it is also very good for his image!"

Song Zhi heard this and really fell into deep thought.

After a while, she nodded and murmured softly, "It's time to ask him."

The senior sister thought there was something to be said about it, her eyes lit up, and she said happily, "Yeah, you must ask Chen Yan! It's time to fall in love. The important thing is to communicate, Zhizhi, I am optimistic about you!"

Chen Yan looked back for his love for the prodigal son, and Song Zhi was the first to be contacted at the end of each game, and he was so busy with business activities that he sent Song Zhi to school every day.

Everyone in the team saw it, who didn't know that he held Song Zhi like a treasure?

The senior from the Outreach Department thinks that as long as Song Zhi opens his mouth, the matter will basically be settled!

The senior was happily making a "money-absorbing plan" for the new school year, but in fact Song Zhi was not asking about this at all.

It was night, Song Zhi nestled on the sofa in the hotel, hooking his hands at Chen Yan.

"Chen Yan, come here." Her expression was very serious, "I have something to ask you."

Chen Yan just finished her physical training, and came with a towel.

He squatted in front of her like a dog, and asked, "Why do you look so unhappy, the convoy is not going well?"

Song Zhi shook his head.

Chen Yan thought for a while, then pointed to himself: "Then, it has something to do with me?"

Song Zhi stared at him, and quietly said, "Well, you have something to hide from me."

"Absolutely not."

Chen Yan immediately and firmly assured: "I know Innocent, if there are any rumors, they are rumors!"

Song Zhi's eyes lingered on his face, after confirming his sincerity.

She said again: "Next, I will ask you to answer."

Chen Yan put his index finger and middle finger on his temples, straightened his back: "Yes sir!"

Song Zhi was almost amused.

But I was afraid that he would not take it seriously, so I held back: "Have you met any new friends?"

Chen Yan: "I have met some partners in the fashion and entertainment circles, as well as some fans, does that count?"

Song Zhi: "Together Have you ever played it?"

Chen Yan: "I haven't had time yet, I have 'time'."

Song Zhi: "Have you developed any new hobbies?"

Chen Yan: "Looking at my girlfriend's racing car design notes is not counted. Forget it?"

Song Zhi looked at him, and finally asked: "Is there any shortage of money?"

Chen Yan: ...

He suddenly fell silent, guessing what she was worried about - just like the motorcade.

But Chen Yan did not immediately explain, but instead asked: "Miss, what if I really go astray? Will you give up on me?"

Song Zhi thought of those abrupt management studies in the Notting Hill study for no reason. related books.

She didn't answer, but suddenly changed the subject irrelevantly: "Chen Yan, did Chen Xichuan study management before?"

"Zhou Yichan told you?" Chen Yan was not surprised.

Song Zhi shook her head: "You told me." She said, "Your bookshelf told me."

At that time, there were management books on the bookshelf of teenagers, and later they always said that they would return to China to become the rich second generation.

Song Zhi then guessed that perhaps Chen Xichuan studied management, and after graduation he was going back to China to take over the Chen family's business. But Chen Xichuan passed away unexpectedly, no matter how indifferent their father was, he would always want his younger son to take his brother's place home when they were older.

Chen Yan may have wavered, hesitated, whether to make amends, and since then gave up being Chen Yan and changed to Chen Xichuan.

But he didn't in the end.

He clearly knew that he could not become the real Chen Xichuan, so he insisted on the life that Chen Yan should have.

Thinking of this, Song Zhi smiled at him: "No. I believe you will not go astray."

"What if?" Chen Yan broke the casserole and asked the end.

Song Zhi didn't think about it: "I'll wake you up, or stay with you until you're back on track."

Chen Yan smiled softly at him.

He seemed to be overwhelmed by this answer, bowed his head and rested his forehead lightly on her lap. After a while of silence, he said: "Don't worry, I don't dare to go astray with the eldest lady here."

Song Zhi rubbed the boy's hair, not intending to expose it: "Don't try to get in the way, tell me quickly, why are you doing this lately? Crazy to make money?"

She said: "If you lack money, tell me, Missy has money."

The girlfriend looked serious, and she swore to give up without asking.

Chen Yan sighed, and seemed to have nothing to do with her: "Okay, I'll see you later."

The young man got up and went back to his room. After a while, he brought a bank card and the most popular recent flat floor plan of Jiangjing.

"Let's see, which type of apartment do you like." Chen Yan said, "I originally wanted to give it to you as a New Year's gift. But—"

He glanced at the calendar, staring at her: "Tomorrow is the new year, and it's not too early. "

Happy New Year, Zhizhi."

Song Zhi didn't look at the apartment layout, but stared blankly at Chen Yan.

In an instant, she remembered the day Zhou Yichan rented the loft for herself. That day, she was redeemed by "another self", and she has been wronged for many years; now, she is properly cherished and cared for by the other half of her soul.

Even though he now has a villa with his father and a loft with his sister, Song Zhi's eyes were still wet for a moment.

"Just to give me a house and make money like crazy?" She burst into tears and laughed, "Isn't it stupid, I can't live in college for four years, and I can't even live in the UK after I graduate." Chen

Yan But he said: "I can't let you keep running to the hotel."

He put the bank card in her hand: "The password is the day I met Song Zhi. Zhizhi, you buy it, and I will really go home when I return to China." The young man's eyes and

voice were full of sincerity.

Song Zhi squeezed the card tightly, his heart was pierced by tenderness, and hugged him: "Okay, this time I will take you home."

It was night, after Song Zhi calmed down, he had new doubts.

At that time, she had just returned to Zhou's residence, and Chen Yan's car lights were still on downstairs, so she immediately called and asked him to stay.

Song Zhi leaned on the window frame with his elbows, Chen Yan leaned on the hood of the car, and the two of them held their mobile phones and looked at each other from a distance.

"What's the matter?"

The young man raised his eyes and smiled at her: "You don't want me to go?"

Song Zhi also raised his lips: "I let you stay and sleep, do you dare?"

Chen Yan seriously nodded: "Dare. The big deal is the debut Take two months off from competition a year to raise your legs."

Song Zhi laughed out loud when he teased him.

"Okay, I won't tease you." She got straight to the point, "I suddenly thought of a question." Chen Yan asked:

"What?"

It's not a problem at all, is it?"

He started driving racing cars in junior high school, and although his parents left him abroad, they have never been short of him financially. River-view apartments in Notting Hill are all affordable, so a river-view apartment in Haishi is not just like this.

Song Zhi suspected that he had other reasons.

In the dark of night, I heard the young man smile softly.

"Who said you can only buy it in Haishi?" He said, "When you enter F1, we will go to too many cities every year. I have to take advantage of the popularity to plan ahead, Missy?" Song Zhi stared back and asked

: "Could it be that... you plan to buy a house in every city on the calendar?"

There are about 20 races in the F1 calendar, and the cities will change somewhat every year.

According to this plan, I really don't know how many houses I will have to buy in the end.

Chen Yan nodded: "Well, the eldest lady followed me around the world, and I always want to give her a little stability."

He said, "You know, maybe you stay in each house for a short time every year, but you will spend more time in a lifetime. Just getting up is enough."

It was clearly midwinter, but Song Zhi felt a warm wind blowing.

She wanted to laugh and cry: "Chen Yan, we are only 18 years old, isn't it too early to talk about a lifetime?"

Chen Yan looked at her for a long time.

"Yeah, how does time go by so slowly, and why are we only 18 years old." He paused for a moment, and told her, "The young miss will be 18-year-old Chen Yan, who is greedy, and wants to be with you forever since the moment we met.