After the Xiaolang VS God of War match ended, Song Xueyang and Guan He, as the captains of the two teams that were determined to participate in the finals, were called by the competition committee to instruct the process of the finals, while the rest of the team rested in the waiting room.
The people of the two teams occupy the east and west, and the people of the Xiaolang team are very relaxed.
Jin An sat in the very middle of the sofa, with two long legs that had nowhere to rest on the coffee table, his head rested on the backrest, and the team jacket over his head, as if he was resting.
Next to him sat cross-legged a young boy who looked down, playing the PSP with his head down, the background music of the game blaring loudly.
That was An Lu, the youngest in the team, who was only 17 years old this year. He took the place of the retired master last year and became a member of the Three Swordsmen of the Xiaolang team. He won the S5 Best Rookie Award in the year of his debut, and won the championship of last year's national finals and the runner-up of the world finals with the team. He is the current domestic champion. The youngest of the contestants.
Next to them are the twin brothers Buping and Bufan. They look almost identical and wear the same team uniforms, making it difficult to tell who is who. They were sitting on the side playing cards, one of you and one of me, no one spoke, and they were so quiet that they didn't even breathe.
Behind him is Wu Sheng, the front row warrior of Xiaolang. This is his real name, and the game ID is also this. He moved a chair and sat in front of the air conditioner, and blocked the outlet of the air conditioner by himself.
The last person leaning on the sofa was the deputy captain Tang Wenlang. He was the deputy who had been with Guan He for the longest time and one of the three swordsmen of Xiaolang. With a gentle temperament and an unassuming appearance, he wore a pair of gold-framed glasses and was reading a book quietly with his head down.
If it weren't for the fact that there was a very cute Japanese girl on the cover, everyone would think that his serious appearance was learning.
The five people sat there, and no one paid any attention, but the powerful aura made others dare not even let out the air.
The atmosphere was too quiet, and no one dared to speak on Fengyue's side. Haixing watched them from left to right, and then from right to left. When he got to him, he leaned on his shoulder and asked carefully, "Are they not related? Why are they different? play different things?"
Shi Yi shrank in embarrassment. He felt that Sea Star's voice was too loud, and Deputy Tang's hearing was very good, so he could definitely hear it. But if he didn't answer, he would definitely stalk him again, so he whispered, "Everyone is like this."
Even if the relationship is not good, Xiaolang's promotion system is strict and even a little perverted. Even if they are selected players, they have to participate in a tryout organized by the team every year. If they lose the game, their position will be lost.
Therefore, those who can stay must be the best in the entire club. Everyone relies on their strength to win the approval of others.
Hai Xing nodded thoughtfully, and quickly asked again, "Then don't you suffocate when you stay with these people? It's better Fengyue, everyone plays together every day."
When a scalp was numb, he nodded as if in response.
Hai Xing asked again, "Hey, isn't that Jin An sleeping? An Lu still played the game so loud?"
Shi Yi's volume was lowered again, "Brother Jin An likes to have sounds next to him when he sleeps, as long as it's not a sudden noise, it's fine."
"Oh."
Hai Xing finally stopped asking, Shi Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at the opposite side secretly, feeling a little uncomfortable.
It's not that he is in Cao Ying and his heart is Han, but he just thinks that when he first joined the Xiaolang team, he was full of blood, and he once put on a battle uniform and fought side by side with these people, but later he fell from the first team to the second team. , and finally quit Xiaolang to join Fengyue. None of his former teammates contacted him, and even if they ran into him head-on, they would not pay attention to him.
It's kind of sad to be mixed up like this.
Shi Yi sighed lightly.
Jin An, who was still motionless just now, suddenly pulled the coat off his head, the coffee table made a harsh rubbing sound on the floor, Jin An stared at Shi Yi with bloodshot eyes as if he had just woken up, "Fuck you. Can't you be quiet? You've been buzzing all over your ears since the beginning!"
Shi Yi shrank back, lowered his head and said nothing.
Shen Huai glanced at Jin An and planned to say more, and then he would intervene.
Tang Wenlang didn't take his eyes off the magazine, but his tone was a little warning, "Jin An."
Jin An rolled his eyes, kicked the coffee table, and sat down again.
Hai Xing's temper came up, pointing to An Lu and said, "You don't say his game is so loud, but Shi Yi's voice is so small, yet you scold him?"
Shi Yi secretly pulled Starfish's hand, "Forget it."
Instead, Jin An was delighted. He stepped on the coffee table with one foot and put his arm on his knee, "Someone has come forward for this little trash. What's wrong with me scolding him? I scold him once every time I see him!"
Shi Yi gradually tightened his grip on Starfish, and suddenly stood up from the sofa.
This action made several people on the opposite side raise their heads. Tang Wenlang narrowed his eyes slightly. Shi Yi was not the kind of person who would come forward in his memory. Even when he was punched by Jin An, he hung his head and said nothing. , It is not an exaggeration to say that it is submissive.
Jin An was also a little stunned. When he saw it, he raised his head and looked at himself without dodging. He was still so slender and fragile, but the light in his eyes was completely different.
"It was my fault that I caused you to be beaten to death by Huo Lao at random, but I have already apologized to you, and I was transferred from the first team because of this, paying the price for my mistakes, you have no right to speak of me! Besides, I have joined Fengyue now and will be your opponent in the next battle, so you should respect me."
Everything he said made sense, Hai Xing wanted to applaud him, and Shen Huai was very relieved.
Compared to when he was bullied by Xiao Zhang in the group stage and didn't dare to speak back, Shi Yi has improved a lot, from being blindly forgiving to knowing how to gain respect for himself.
Jin An was completely angry, his face was so black that he squeezed out four words, "How dare you mention it?"
An Lu, who was on the side, was not afraid of dying and giggle happily. He threw the PSP aside and said as if watching the show, "Brother Jin An, why are you so angry? Maybe you are still playing grandpa! How can you have today's scenery, you have to thank others!"
Shen Huai suddenly remembered after listening to it.
The two most famous things that Shi Yi did in Xiaolang, one was that he mistakenly hit Zhang Jiayan's Summoned Beast War God with Wu Lei, and the other was that he did not submit the list of players in the 1V1 arena. At random, he was beaten with blood by Liang Minghui.
And Jin An is the unlucky grandma.
The Holy Light of the Healing Department has no output, and it is a death in front of the Fire Mage. If it was someone else, he would simply raise his hand and surrender, but Jin An had a very stubborn temper and desperately wanted face.
As a result, he was tyrannized to death by Huo Lao, which made the audience across the country watch a joke.
When Jin An stepped down from the stage, he punched Shi Yi Yi Yi Yi Yi Pu, because of this incident, he was almost suspended from the game, and he was punished by Guan He to sit on the bench for a month.
After the season, he refused to play Holy Light any more, he wanted to play damage, the kind of output that was worth a single career!
Guan He didn't object, just said coldly, "Give you a month, if you can pass the first team trials, I will accept you."
The selection system of the Xiaolang team is very strict. The annual selection of the main players is fair and open. The second team of the club and the newcomers of the training camp will participate. It can be said that Jin An has rebuilt it again. Guan He also fulfilled his promise. Since then, the Xiaolang team has no milk, and is replaced by a violent fortress-mechanic.
However, Jin An has always been brooding about the fact that he was tortured and killed by Huo Lao in front of the national audience, and even made up a widely circulated jingle.
But to be honest, Shen Huai also felt that Jin An's mechanic was much better than Shengguang's. His irritable character was really horrible to play with his grandma, and he didn't know how Guan He had endured it before.
Hai Xing apologized as soon as he saw it, but he was still so fierce, so he became vicious, "What can't you mention? You lost the game and others can't say it?"
This time, Jin An's anger was completely on his head, and Sea Star could even see the throbbing arteries in his neck.
"Jin An." Tang Wenlang put down the magazine and reminded him again.
Jin An didn't seem to hear it at all, so he threw his coat on the table, hooked it around An Lu's neck and tucked it under his armpit, "Tomorrow in the first match of 2V2, this kid and I will fight in the double arena. Choose your teammates as you like, come two Lao Tzu to slaughter a pair!"
Everyone in Fengyue was dumbfounded. They didn't expect Jin An to tell the lineup for tomorrow.
After he finished speaking, he sneered, "As for the solo fight, although I'm the second fight, I guess it's not a problem if the captain finishes Cang Yu and then brushes half of your blood, I'm not interested in taking advantage of others' dangers, even if you lose I won't laugh at you."
"Jin An." The people behind called him again.
"Don't be long-winded!"
Jin An roared and suddenly realized that the voice was not right this time, and soon another voice came with a smile, but no matter how malicious it was.
"It seems that your team members and our team members have a good relationship." Song Xueyang said with a smile.
Everyone: "..." How can you see that we have hit it off! It's about to hit!
Guan He glanced at him coldly, Jin An immediately took his feet off the table, stood up straight, glanced around, and didn't dare to look at Guan He.
"Apologize."
Jin An immediately turned his head and bowed deeply to Shen Huai, how sincere he had to be, "God Feather, I was wrong!"
Shen Huai: "..."
Guan He was satisfied with this, he looked at Shen Huai, "He usually likes to talk nonsense, don't worry about it, I'll wait for you for the first round of the ring tomorrow."
The left and right personnel configuration was exposed, and he simply admitted it generously. Moreover, when he played against Fengyue, it has become the usual way of playing for each team to transfer the strongest person in the team to the first fight.
Shen Huai nodded, "I look forward to competing with you."
"me too."
After Guan He said this, he glanced at Zhou Ning with a vague gaze, and then said to his teammates behind him, "Let's go."
The team members who were just like a mass of loose sand immediately picked up their bags in a well-trained manner and followed him in a neat row. Guan He turned back and ordered the coffee table, and the others left, leaving Jin An alone, and An Lu patted him on the shoulder in schadenfreude.
Before everyone understood what this meant, they saw Jin An polish the coffee table that was soiled by him with his team uniform jacket, then shook the team uniform and turned to catch up.
Seeing that his hand was on the doorknob, he hurriedly shouted, "I will fight!"
Jin An stopped, turned his head and smiled, "Okay, don't cry if you lose."
Shi Yi puffed out his chest, "If I win, you have to settle the quarrel with me."
Jin An was slightly startled, then glanced at it silently, "Yes."
After saying that, he slammed the door shut.
The Fengyue people were speechless for a while.
Song Xueyang clicked his tongue, "I'm so envious, you can be so obedient when I look at me."
Hai Xing glanced at the dazzling schedule calendar, and then at the reflective coffee table, "Captain, I think it's good for you to be like this."
Back at the hotel that night, Song Xueyang called everyone for a meeting. The match against Xiaolang was scheduled for next Saturday, and they still had a week to prepare.
"Although we are now equivalent to pre-booking a trophy, don't let up. Our goal is to be the champion! No matter how strong Xiaolang is, it is not invincible. As long as it is human, there are weaknesses. Come on!"
"come on!"
Song Xueyang returned to his room and began to write a special training plan. As the saying goes, it is not easy to sharpen the gun before the battle. Although the time is short, it is not difficult to form a conditioned reflex according to the professional characteristics of the enemy.
It was already 1 o'clock when Shen Huai came out of the shower, and Song Xueyang was still sitting at the table without the slightest tiredness.
Song Xueyang prefers handwriting when he thinks. In his words, inspiration can only come from holding a pen. Maybe it is because of his frequent pen strokes. His handwriting is very beautiful. Looking at the content, just looking at the layout is like poetry.
Shen Huai wiped his hair and walked over, and saw that he had made a list of the competition in this book, not only for Fengyue, but also for Xiaolang.
"Have you guessed the order of the Xiaolang contestants again?"
"Why not play 2V2, the Three Swordsmen must play team battles, and the lineup of Xiaolang is the best guess among all the teams."
Shen Huai thought for a while, it was the truth, and when he was about to look again, Song Xueyang suddenly raised his head to look at him.
The eyes of the two met, and Shen Huai was inexplicably looked at by him, "What's the matter?"
Song Xueyang took Shen Huai into his arms and sniffed at his neck, "I miss you."
Shen Huai pondered the meaning of his words, but hesitated, "You are..."
Seeing the search in his eyes, Song Xueyang couldn't help pinching his face, "What are you thinking? I feel that I've been too busy recently, and I don't have time to chat with you."
Shen Huai was embarrassed for a moment, hooked the chair over with his feet, and sat beside him, "What do you want to talk about?"
Song Xueyang thought for a while, "Do you remember that when the team was first assembled, I invited everyone to dinner, and I mentioned that the trumpet was used in the game to deceive you?"
Shen Huai nodded, not only this, but also what he overheard that night about Song Xueyang asking Zhou Ning to be his friend.
Song Xueyang smiled, "Then do you remember when I said I wanted to apologize to you with the championship trophy?"
"Now, this opportunity is at hand."
"Do you remember?"
"When did I forget what I promised you?" Song Xueyang took Shen Huai's hand, his eyes softened, "If you win the championship this time, would you like me to introduce you to my parents?"
Shen Huai's heart moved slightly, Song Xueyang's gentle smile brought some hazy beauty under the light, and the temperature from the palm of his hand made his heartbeat gradually quicken.
"it is good."
The two held their fingers together and clasped them tightly together.