Speed ​​God

Chapter 27 Twelve Hours
Lu Zhizhou looked utterly dejected; how could he have forgotten about this?

Originally, Lu Zhizhou was thinking of holding on for one more day so that he could have a feast when he got home tomorrow. Just imagining it made his mouth water.

But now, if he stays in Italy, will he have to continue his endless tug-of-war with pizza?

Zhou Guanyu, standing to the side, was slightly taken aback. The next second, he quickly lowered his head, struggling to suppress his laughter, his shoulders trembling slightly.

Rosana was taken aback, hands on her hips like a teapot steeping hot water. "What's wrong with pizza? Don't you know that pizza is the soul of Italian food?"

Lu Zhizhou blinked, looking completely innocent. "I thought it was spaghetti."

Rosana rattled off a string of Italian words, and although Lu Zhizhou couldn't understand a single one, he guessed that Rosana was probably telling a story about pizza.

Zhou Guanyu quietly approached Lu Zhizhou and lowered his voice, "There's a McDonald's in Maranello."

Just by listening, you can tell that this fellow villager must also be suffering from the pangs of longing for certain foods.

Rosana's eyes widened in disbelief. "Holy Mary, you live in Italy, you wouldn't be thinking of filling your stomach with American fast food, would you?"

"I. Will. Not. Allow."

Rosana thought for a moment, then suddenly changed her tone, a light smile spreading across her face. "Your training should start tomorrow, and the same goes for your diet. Tonight, I'll bring you some authentic Italian food. Do you know who truly makes Italian cuisine so delicious?"

"Grandmother. Mother."

"The taste of home. Poor child, so far from home, let me treat you to a good meal tonight."

"McDonald's? Ha! No way, I won't allow you to torture yourself like that."

As he spoke, he turned and walked away, swaying unsteadily.

Zhou Guanyu stared at Lu Zhizhou in disbelief. He didn't understand how things had developed to this point.

He had been in Maranello for three years, and everyone knew that Rosana was a kind-hearted person who got along well with all the students, but this was the first time he had ever heard of such a scene.

Before Zhou Guanyu could react, Rosana's voice came from the front, "Zhou, the morning training isn't over yet. You're not using entertaining friends as an excuse to slack off, are you? Ferdinando Monfatini probably won't be happy."

Zhou Guanyu's smile vanished instantly. "Oh no."

In a hurry, without even having time to say hello, Zhou Guanyu had already dashed out, leaving only his loud voice echoing in the corridor, "Zhizhou, I'm going to train first, we'll talk tonight."

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Guanyu disappeared from sight, leaving only Rosana's swaying figure receding into the distance.

Lu Zhizhou straightened his back and greeted her, "Rosana, thank you."

Rosana waved her hand without turning her head.

Lu Zhizhou turned and entered his apartment, taking a closer look. The cool-toned space, with its light gray, beige, and dark blue color scheme, appeared neat and stylish. Unlike the training camp dormitory he remembered, the single apartment had all the furniture and equipment he needed, and even included an induction cooker and a small refrigerator.

Bath towels, hand towels, and quilts were neatly folded and placed at the foot of the bed, and fresh flowers with dewdrops were placed in a vase on the desk, revealing a touch of life in the tranquility.

So, this will be our temporary accommodation for the next three months of training.

From last night to today, everything has happened too fast, it's unbelievable. In just twelve hours, everything has changed dramatically, and my whole life has been turned upside down.

Letting out a long breath, Lu Zhizhou wasn't completely relaxed. Now wasn't the time for sentimentality or excitement; there were still real things to accomplish—

operation.

Having promised his father and mother, he had to keep his word. At least, it was a promise he should uphold. Opening his suitcase, without time to unpack or even tour the apartment, Lu Zhizhou immediately got busy...doing his homework.

A gentle breeze rustles through the air, and the tranquility and peace of Maranello unfolds like a lazy rural painting. Even with the sun high overhead, the noise and bustle remain imperceptible.

Click.

After finishing all the assignments, I scanned and photographed them with my phone, compiled them into a booklet, sent them out in order, and then made a phone call.

The call connected immediately without a second's pause; it was obvious the guy on the other end was distracted by his phone.

"Brother Zhizhou, you're my god! How did you know I was struggling with my math homework? I've been sitting at my desk for two hours, trying to figure it out, but I haven't come up with anything. You're such a good brother, sending me the answers right away, hahaha."

As soon as the call connected, a series of crackling sounds came from the other end, like firecrackers, and then you could picture a face grinning like a blood-red maw through the receiver.

Lu Zhizhou wasn't surprised at all and relaxed completely. "Heh, you're just bragging. Did you hide in the bathroom and play Warcraft for two hours? Doctor, if you're going to copy, just copy and paste verbatim. People who don't know the situation will think you're a reincarnated photocopier."

"Haha, I know, I know. Last time was a mistake, a mistake, you know? I've been copying your homework for so many years, when have I ever made a mistake?"

"Last week's English reading comprehension. The week before that, the chemistry lab report and physics homework. The week before that..."

"Haha, haha." The other end of the phone chuckled dryly, casually interrupting Lu Zhizhou to change the subject, "By the way, how come you have time to do your homework? I thought you had to catch your return flight. I had given up hope and was just going to use my multiple-choice question trick to get by. You won't lose the race car, will you?"

On the other end of the phone was Song Bo, Lu Zhizhou's childhood friend.

Lu Zhizhou and Song Bo's mothers were classmates from elementary school to middle school. However, they lost contact after graduation and then reunited many years later as neighbors. Naturally, the two families became close.

Moreover, the fact that the two childhood friends became pregnant one after the other, and that Song Bo and Lu Zhizhou were born one after the other, less than three weeks apart, adds another layer of fate to their relationship.

It's no exaggeration to say that Lu Zhizhou and Song Bo grew up together, practically wearing open-crotch pants.

When they were in elementary school, fortune telling was all the rage among the students for a while. Song Bo was particularly enthusiastic about it. He would ask people to tell his fortune every day, whether it was tarot cards, the number of strokes in his name, his birthday, his zodiac sign, and so on. The whole grade was ruined by him. Many people went to Lu Zhizhou to complain and beg him to stop Song Bo.

As a result, Lu Zhizhou watched the fire from the sidelines with great amusement. Not only did he not stop it, but he also called his friend "Doctor" every day and even took that guy to the upperclassmen to swindle and deceive them.

After that, Song Bo's nickname became widely known and famous.

When Jiang Mo found out, he grabbed Lu Zhizhou by the collar and went next door to apologize. To his surprise, Song Bo's parents, who particularly liked Lu Zhizhou, were not angry at all, but instead joined in the teasing.

Even now, they still call him "Doctor, Doctor" at home, hoping that Song Bo will one day have an epiphany and become as studious as Lu Zhizhou.

The wish hasn't been fulfilled yet, but the nickname has been given out.

Lu Zhizhou lay down on the sofa, adjusted his position, and finally felt tired after twelve hours of ups and downs. All of this rushed over him at once.

"How could that be? Don't you know who I am? Of course I won. Not only did I win, but I also made a trip to Maranello, so I won't be able to go back tomorrow."

"Please hand in this week's homework for me. My dad will go to school on Monday to ask for leave for me. He will explain the details to the teacher. But I guess you'll still have to organize the weekly homework, scan it, and send it to me. I've already promised my mom that I won't fall behind in my studies."

Song Bo was completely confused. "Wait, wait, what does this mean? You're not coming back?"

Lu Zhizhou: "Yes. I've joined Ferrari's youth training program."

Song Bo's mouth formed an "O" shape, like a goldfish.

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