Speed ​​God

Chapter 61 There’s a long way to go
Class 6, Grade 11.

"Wang Lin..."

Wang Lin stood beside the podium, his shoulders hunched and head bowed, furtively observing the homeroom teacher's expression, awaiting the impending storm.

He had long anticipated that his disastrous final exam results would bring him misery during the upcoming Lunar New Year, with a relentless barrage of attacks from all sides.

The homeroom teacher in front of us is the first wave.

However, no—

"You can go now." The homeroom teacher hesitated, but ultimately swallowed her words.

Wang Lin was stunned. He knew what that look meant: utter disappointment, so much so that he didn't even bother to blame him, because he no longer had any expectations of him.

Wang Lin originally thought he had escaped a scolding and should be grateful, but now, after receiving the report card, he dejectedly dragged his feet back to his seat.

The force of gravity was stronger than ever before, almost crushing Wang Lin's shoulders. He sat back down and buried his head in his hands.

A moment later, a voice came from the direction of the podium again, "Song Bo. By the way, could you take Lu Zhizhou's test paper and report card back for him?"

Lu Zhizhou!
A string in Wang Lin's mind snapped back to reality: Lu Zhizhou! That guy was absent again! He made a brief appearance during the final exams, and then disappeared again!

Not only Wang Lin, but the other students also started to investigate, and a murmur of discussion arose in the classroom.

The homeroom teacher patted the podium. "Quiet. Everyone be quiet."

Wang Lin could tell that the homeroom teacher didn't intend to pursue the matter with Lu Zhizhou. The teacher's gentle tone even carried a hint of praise, clearly indicating that the teacher was protecting Lu Zhizhou.

Anger suddenly flared up.

Wang Lin sat up straight, raised his right hand high, straight as a shot, and before the homeroom teacher could call his name, he started shouting to himself.

"Teacher, what about the winter break homework? Will Song Bo take all of Lu Zhizhou's winter break homework back with him too?"

The homeroom teacher glared at Wang Lin and said, "Mind your own business first."

But this time, Wang Lin persisted, sticking her neck out, "Doesn't Lu Zhizhou care about the winter break homework?"

Without pausing, the homeroom teacher waved his hand and said generously, "If you can still get first place in the grade after missing two months of class, then you can skip your winter break homework this year."

He.

The commotion and chaos in the classroom vanished instantly, and everyone looked at each other in disbelief—

Lu Zhizhou?
After missing more than two months of classes, he mysteriously reappeared, sprinted through the final exams, took first place in the grade, and then mysteriously disappeared again.
Hidden merit and fame!
What exactly is going on!

Song Bo was also slightly surprised. He had always known that Lu Zhizhou was smart, but he also knew that Lu Zhizhou was not serious about his studies and rarely put his full effort into his studies and exams. This final exam was crucial, and it should be the most serious and rigorous Lu Zhizhou had ever been since childhood. Sure enough, he gave it his all.

As expected of Lu Zhizhou!

Song Bo straightened his back slightly, took the thick stack of test papers and materials from the homeroom teacher, turned around and strode forward with his head held high, his chest seemingly about to burst the sky.

As Song Bo passed Wang Lin, he glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and said, "Remember, platform 7 and 1/4, don't get it wrong."

Wang Lin was stunned and before he could react, the others around him burst into laughter, and the classroom became noisy again.

The homeroom teacher stood on the podium trying to restore order, but Song Bo strode off leisurely, looking like he had returned in triumph and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Before long, a legendary story spread like wildfire, reaching not only the second-year high school students but also the first and third-year students. He mysteriously disappeared for two months, then rushed back to cram for the exam, easily securing first place in the grade, before vanishing again.

The rumors are rampant and just won't stop; and this time they're even more outrageous, it's practically a story-making contest.

Song Bo, the "person closest to legend," also enjoyed a bit of attention, with strangers coming over every few days to chat, which was really overwhelming.

However, this influential figure did not enjoy his popularity for long. His brief "fifteen minutes" of fame vanished like a bubble in the wind.

The reason is that Song Bo has always insisted on his own statement that Lu Zhizhou joined the Ferrari Youth Academy instead of going to Hogwarts to learn magic.

Some believed it, some questioned it, some complained, and some burst into laughter.

This time, it didn't take long for the students to find evidence that partially corroborated Song Bo's statement.

Lu Zhizhou signed with the ART team and will represent the team in the GP3 series in the 2017 season.

Although there was no news of Lu Zhizhou signing with Ferrari's youth academy, the official press release from the ART team confirmed that Song Bo was not talking nonsense.

However, that's all.

Currently, those in China who follow motorsport news often focus solely on Formula 1. F2, GP3, F3, and other races are largely unknown, and many cannot even distinguish between them. Even seasoned motorsport enthusiasts may not consistently follow these races for an extended period.

Two years ago, when Zhou Guanyu signed with Ferrari's youth academy, it only sparked a small discussion among veteran racing enthusiasts.

After all, those who know, know that there are still many mountains to climb from the youth training academy to F1 racing, and the journey is long and arduous.

This time, the news of Lu Zhizhou signing with the ART team didn't even reach the same level of attention as Zhou Guanyu signing with Ferrari's youth training team. After all, that's Ferrari, while Lu Zhizhou is just a GP3 team. There's really nothing to be surprised about, and it was quickly drowned out by the sea of ​​online information.

Now, these students have found relevant news articles and have instantly demystified the phenomenon.

Which is better, GP3 or Ferrari's youth academy? They would probably all choose the latter. In their eyes, GP3 racing is just amateur level.

Once the veil of mystery was lifted and curiosity subsided, the attention and inquiries calmed down, and even the sarcastic remarks generally indicated that Lu Zhizhou was not doing his job properly and was not as handsome as a street racer.

Song Bo was furious.

He simply couldn't believe that these guys were blind to the value of a gem.

On the phone, Song Bo vented his frustrations to Lu Zhizhou, completely unable to accept the attitude of Wang Lin and his group. He was so angry that he couldn't eat. He used to eat three bowls of rice a meal, but now he could only manage two bowls and a bunch of potato chips.

"I've even lost weight during the Chinese New Year!"

Lu Zhizhou was overjoyed, treating it as mere anecdote to pass the time. He even tried to comfort Song Bo, saying there was no need to get upset with those people, "How can you lose weight? If you lose flesh, you're not a doctor anymore."

Even so, Song Bo still couldn't swallow his anger.

After some thought, Song Bo began to prepare himself, researching and gathering information to gain a comprehensive understanding of racing and GP3.

Since people aren't paying attention now, he will become the pioneer who opens that door, allowing more people to learn about these events and Lu Zhizhou.

Why not create your own videos and upload them to a website?
Zhang Qiaomu soon discovered that Song Bo had been tinkering at home all year, instead of going out to play. He spent all his time studying on his tablet. She initially thought he was playing games, but when she snatched it from him, she was shocked to find that it was all in English. She wondered if Song Bo had a fever.

Song Bo dodged his mother's right hand in frustration, feeling utterly hopeless. "Heavens above, earth below, this is the first time I've found something I truly want to do. Please don't dampen my enthusiasm, okay?"

　This is the second update today. Dear readers, there are only a few days left in the new book's run, let's all give it our all! Thank you so much for your support!

　　
　
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