The sun really came out from the west today, and Cheng Sunian actually took the initiative to care about his mood.
Feng Can immediately wanted to argue with him, but the stage was full of players, coaches, club executives, and a large number of media, and it was not convenient for them to have a long talk on this occasion.
Feng Can had no choice but to bear back his full of resentment, and said to Cheng Sunian with mixed feelings: "No, I'm not unhappy."
He had a look of "wrongedness and seeking perfection", and Cheng Sunian didn't know whether he understood it or not, he just nodded, retracted his right hand that was resting on the armrest of the seat, and sat upright again, without another word.
Feng Can's breath stuck in his throat immediately, he could not go up or down, regretted that he should not have denied it too simply, and should have left a "foreshadowing" and said it when he went back. In this way, Cheng Su Nian might be able to coax him a few words, now it's good, I didn't catch a good word, so I just exposed it.
Forget it, grouping is important.
Feng Can forced his love brain back, and concentrated on drawing lots in the stands.
Last year, his UG team was placed in a death group and failed to qualify. I don't know how lucky SP is this year, but regardless of whether the group is good or bad, SP's goal is not just to qualify, they are heading for the championship.
Having said that, SP's goal last year was also the championship, but the situation was not very good. They stopped in the semi-finals and failed to make it to the finals, especially when they were eliminated.
Cheng Su Nian recalled what happened last year, and his mind was blank for a few seconds.
At this time, the eight teams from the qualifiers were first drawn on the stage. According to the rules, these eight teams were divided into four groups of ABCD, two in each group, and then sixteen teams from the EPL were drawn.
The order of drawing lots for these sixteen teams is also very particular. There are three people on the stage responsible for the execution, plus one host, but there are too many people, and the speed is extremely slow. A group of death.
The so-called death group generally has two situations. One is that several strong teams are divided into the same group, and some people must not be able to get out of the line. The other is that the strengths of several teams in the group are not particularly strong, but they are at the same level, and no one is absolutely sure that they can beat the other. This leads to fierce competition and huge suspense.
This year is the first situation. Currently, three of the top five teams in the EPL standings—WSND, Scorpion, and KI—have been assigned to Group C. The other EPL team is MX Tengyun, and the most popular in the qualifiers FPG, a dark horse team in the second-tier league, also drew into Group C.
One can imagine how fierce the fighting in Group C will be.
SP is relatively lucky, in Group A with Lion, the strength of the other teams in the same group is not as good as SP, unless the two new teams from the qualifiers can pose a threat to SP, qualifying will not be a problem.
—The forum has already assigned the name of this year's "Prince Team" to SP, and fans of WSND and Scorpion are all cursing.
Cheng Sunian is in a good mood. In fact, SP's signing luck in the past two years has been bad. He was always upset during the group stage and tried his best to qualify. In the knockout round, he also stumbled and won. Winning is not smooth.
Moreover, if the Champions League does not go well, it will inevitably affect the EPL, resulting in repeated hard battles in the latter part of the season, and the state is worse than the game.
He knew what the problem was, and it came down to SP not being strong enough—they were a strong team, but far from being strong enough to open the gap with other strong teams.
Cheng Sunian's ideal champion team should have the dominant strength to crush the entire league, with unstoppable momentum all the way to win the championship.
It's a pity that ideals are ideals, but reality is reality.
Now all the EOH teams are improving, determined by various factors, it is difficult for strong teams with sufficient funds to have a gap in strength, and it is not easy to win.
That's why everyone has become more and more fond of geniuses—the clubs have achieved scientific management, everyone learns from each other in terms of tactics, and there are countless outstanding players who are willing to work hard. Only geniuses can ignore all this and compete with ordinary people on the starting line. Open the gap.
But before Feng Can's transfer, Cheng Sunian didn't intend to find a talented player to bring SP to take off. First, genius is not a Chinese cabbage, so it is not so easy to find. Second, he wants to build SP into a strong team rather than Relying too much on one player, pinning the team's hopes on one person.
Now he found that these two styles did not conflict, and Feng Can was much better than he expected—mainly because he restrained his bad temper by listening to him.
Cheng Sunian sat under the stage, staring at all the grouping results displayed on the big screen, his thoughts slipped slightly from the serious work angle, and slid to Feng Can himself.
At this time, the game was about to end, and the players with good relationships began to make dinner appointments. Cheng Sunian received a message from Chen Le on WeChat, asking him to eat hot pot together.
Cheng Sunian refused on the grounds that the team had something to do, and sent a "Congratulations" backhand, congratulating Uncle Chen Le on his promotion of the team of death.
Chen Ledao: "I just said why my right eyelid keeps twitching today, so I'm going to be cannon fodder for the bosses."
Cheng Sunian hadn't replied yet, and he posted again: "By the way, I was played in an exhibition match just now, and I was dissed by your little ADdiss for a whole round. It was a double attack of verbal sarcasm and eye sarcasm. Don't you give me some mental damage?" Nian Shen
Cheng Sunian said: "Okay, I will reimburse you for the hot pot tonight."
After speaking, I sent a red envelope of one yuan.
Chen Le: "..."
The two of them chatted for a long time, from the end of the chat to the way back to the base.
Cheng Sunian sat with Feng Can as usual, and when he came out of the venue, he turned on the vibration, and the phone kept buzzing, Feng Can's ears hurt from hearing it, and he said sourly: "Who is so happy chatting with?"
"..."
On the screen, Chen Le's new message just came: "Don't lie to me, Xiao Gao told me mysteriously, you are not single now, who is your girlfriend? Why can't you say, Jinwu Cangjiao didn't Are you keeping it secret?"
Feng Can looked over, and Cheng Sunian turned off the screen: "No, just chat casually."
He didn't answer who he was chatting with, but Feng Can could probably guess that it was probably Chen Le, or——Cheng Sunian and Zuo Zhengyi were playing together just now, they didn't add WeChat, did they
Feng Can's imagination is very rich, and he is also very good at thinking of the bad. When he thought that Cheng Sunian might "domestically abuse" him while talking and laughing with others during the exhibition match, he panicked in his heart.
Cheng Sunian was still holding the phone in his hand, Feng Can grabbed his hand and pressed the phone together: "Captain, I want to discuss something with you."
"What's the matter?" Cheng Sunian took out the phone and put it in his pocket.
Feng Can said: "You said before that our relationship should not be made public. I agree. It's okay not to make it public, but I don't have any status. At least you have to give me some meaning?"
"..."
Perhaps because he felt uncomfortable, Feng Can unbuttoned a few shirt buttons in his suit, and his tie was hanging loosely. Cheng Sunian glanced at him: "What is 'meaning'?"
"It's just—" Feng Can paused, and he didn't seem to think about it, "I just want to let others know that we have a very good relationship, that you care about me, and that we are not just ordinary teammates."
Cheng Sunian said: "Then what do you want others to think of us? Good friends who are better than teammates?"
"..."
Feng Can stuck for a moment, this question seemed to be asked knowingly, he felt that Cheng Sunian just didn't want to give him a name.
Generally speaking, after two people are together, if one of them does not have the urge to disclose the relationship, it means that he still does not agree with the relationship in his heart, so he does not want others to know.
It's normal for Cheng Sunian to disagree, and it's not surprising at all, they were not a couple in the conventional sense. But Feng Can was pampered too much, his appetite was raised, and he became more and more greedy, wanting more.
He clasped Cheng Suinian's fingers tightly, followed the inertia of the car's turning, lay on Cheng Suinian's body, and said in a sad voice, "Can you treat me better?"
"..." Cheng Sunian chuckled, "What are you talking about, I abused you?"
At this time, the teammates in the first few rows of the car were also chatting, and they didn't notice the tricks of the two of them—even if they noticed, they didn't see it, and they got used to it.
In the background sound of the car music and his teammates chatting, Feng Can's quiet and miserable tone seemed to have a barrier, separating him from others.
"Yeah." He said, "I was tortured by you so painfully."
"..." Cheng Sunian smiled again, and turned to look at him lying on his shoulder. Posture problem, their faces are very close, "Where does it hurt?"
Feng Can raised his hand and patted his heart, his eyes were moist, and he stared at Cheng Sunian without blinking.
He is so obedient and a little pathetic.
Cheng Sunian suspected that he might indeed have a great paternal love, otherwise why would he feel so unbearable
He put his arms around Feng Can's neck, pushed him down to the position blocked by the front seat, and kissed Feng Can from an angle that no one else could see: "Does it still hurt?"
"..."
The kiss was on the face, very short and light, but this was Cheng Sunian's first kiss on his own initiative, Feng Can was stunned for a moment, his heart twitched violently, he nodded instinctively, and immediately shook his head when he realized it.
He himself no longer knew what these actions meant.
The team's bus is still slowly driving forward, and outside the window is the neon night scene of the city. Inside the window, they are hiding behind the seats, their cheeks are pressed together, and their breathing is intertwined, making it difficult to distinguish between you and me.
Cheng Sunian tightened his grip on his neck, and pinched his chin with cold fingers. Feng Can's whole body trembled from the heat. At this moment, Cheng Sunian suddenly moved closer, and his soft lips pressed down.
"..."
In a dark corner of the car, this secret kiss took away Feng Can's lucid consciousness. It took him several seconds to realize what they were doing secretly, and then he leaned forward suddenly, holding down Cheng Sunian—
"I'm not hurting anymore." He leaned forward and whispered in a daze, "I want you to hurt, captain...I want you to hurt."
… (end of this chapter)