Reborn F1 Forza Motorsport

Chapter 41
"Dad, come in and have a look, this house is really nice."

Yang Hao grabbed his father's hand and walked inside.

"You let your dad slippers first."

"There are no slippers in China, do you need slippers here?"

"Britain is no better than China. It pays attention to hygiene here, and the roads outside are really unclean."

Mother explained.

The father who had changed his slippers was dragged around by Yang Hao.

The house with three bedrooms and one living room is really big, and my father sighed once when he went to a place.

"You said that this house in China can't be bought in such a good way."

"Of course it can't be compared in China, but you have been to many rich people's homes over the years, how do you feel in comparison?"

"No matter how good it is, it can't compare to it. The decoration companies in China are either cutting corners or cheating relatives."

The economic reform at that time was indeed not long, and if compared, it was not even as good as a small town in England.

That's why many people fled to the UK when HK returned.

"Are you happy with your new home?"

"Satisfied and satisfied. To be honest, I'm just a poor kid from the countryside who went to the city. Everything I see is novel."

"This and that are different from those in China."

"BJ's place is really old, old and dilapidated, and you can still see the spittoon." The father looked at the private bathroom with emotion.

"Want to come and live with me?"

"Forget it. To be honest, I can't learn English at my age. It's okay to travel occasionally. Learning Maozi makes me almost die."

"Maozi language is inherently more difficult than English, and you keep running there, so you have to learn it." Mother said while packing father's luggage.

"Anyway, when Yang Hao grows up, you will definitely come back. It's good for me to stay in China."

"If you are happy to wait, then wait."

"Is this the piano? I saw it in English at the BJ Hotel. I heard it was called Yamaha?"

"It is indeed called a Yamaha piano."

"You've seen children in China who learn this stuff. I told them that Yang Hao is learning karting, but they don't even know what karting is."

Father sighed again.

"You mean your relatives?"

"Yeah, the child is his aunt. The child is as old as Yang Hao. Every time he fails the monthly exam, his mother scolds at the top of his voice. In a small alley, only one crying and one scolding can be heard."

"Yang Hao, how is your karting going now?" Father finally asked about Yang Hao's karting studies.

"Your son is a minor celebrity in England."

"Oh?"

"Yang Hao tell your father well."

"That's for sure, otherwise Dad will still think that I can't accomplish anything."

"Hey you brat started panting before you even said that."

The two started chatting from the beginning until the latest team signing.

"What do these teams have to do with F1? I remember that these teams don't produce cars?"

"No, dad and they also produce sedans. F1 is the highest level of the entire automobile competition. Many changes to the coupe come from the adaptation of F1."

In fact, the change of many top coupes is derived from the continuous breakthrough of f17 technology, especially in terms of engine performance, after each change is effective, it will be re-optimized to become the next generation of civilian supercars.

Therefore, without the iterative update of the engine by the f1 sport, there would not be so many top supercars.

"I don't understand, so Yang Hao already has a chance to become this kind of F1 driver?"

"No, just joining their youth training, just like football's youth training, I just had the opportunity to touch the threshold."

"That's the case. It seems that Yang Hao still has a long way to go."

"As long as he joins the team, it is a long-term contract, and it is very likely that he will have the opportunity to enter F1 in the future."

Mother had finished packing her clothes and sat on a chair in the living room drinking coffee.

"As long as it develops in a good way, this brat will be responsible for his own future for the path he chooses, and we'll clear the obstacles for him by the side."

"Ah."

After the father finished speaking, he yawned.

"Flying always makes me feel tired."

"Go to sleep in my room, but your jet lag will always be reversed."

"Just staying here for a week doesn't bother me to lose the jet lag. I can sleep for a whole day." Father was already yawning.

"Yang Hao took your father to my room."

"it is good."

"There are some special products brought over in my bag, remember to take them out."

"Go to sleep, I've already tidied up."

It was Yang Hao's first time entering his mother's room.

A special fragrance spread from the room to the nose.

"Your mother didn't use perfume before, but now she has become particular about it."

Father Yang didn't say anything, and just fell on the bed.

There was no snoring, just lying there, Yang Hao looked closely at his closed eyes, and then realized that his father had indeed fallen asleep just like that.

"Mom, Dad is asleep."

"Is the quilt covered?"

"Don't dare to move him, he's just sleeping on his stomach."

Yang Hao gestured.

"Hey, this person is always like this. He sleeps on his stomach when he gets home. You can't be like your father. It's not good for the heart."

"Ah."

After speaking, Yang Ma got up and went to the room.

It took about a while for my mother to come out of the room.

"Mom, what about the invitation, I brought back the one McLaren gave me anyway."

"I'll take them all over tomorrow. It's pretty good to see the comparison between the two drivers in qualifying on Friday."

"Wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

"On the contrary, you should be proud. You are the one who was invited, so what's the embarrassment?"

"How about negotiating with them tomorrow? It just so happens that Dad is here."

"Your father doesn't understand these things, so let him take it as a distraction."

"Jingle Bell."

Then the phone rang.

"Go and answer the phone."

"Hello? Who is it?"

"Yang, it's me Lewis, will you go to the Silverstone match tomorrow?"

Haven't heard from Lewis for over two months.

"Lewis, your European competition is over?"

"I'm coming back to watch Silverstone this weekend without a game."

"I will come." Yang Hao said first.

"I will come too, it would be best if we can meet, but I may stay in the McLaren pit lane to watch them race, they said that there will be another driver of my age coming to watch the race with me tomorrow .”

"See you tomorrow then."

"See Yang tomorrow."

It seems that Lewis didn't know that his brother was Yang Hao. He still couldn't decide whether to represent Ferrari or McLaren, so he decided not to tell Lewis about it.

"Is it Lewis?"

"Well, he will go to the game tomorrow too."

"Then you are going to represent Ferrari or McLaren, I remember you said that Lewis is a McLaren youth driver."

"I think you think too much. In fact, in my mother's opinion, Lewis really hopes that you can be a team with him."

"I wish I hadn't signed that paper towel contract that day."

"It's useless to talk about the past. You still have time to think before you leave at nine o'clock tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)