Luo Qingshan learned that Pei Ran had fallen after he finished running.
Luo Qingshan's athletic ability is good, and he throws Pei Ran a lot when running. When he ran past the finish line and looked back, Pei Ran was long gone.
After the onlookers asked about the situation, he ran over before he even had time to register his grades.
Unexpectedly, he would come, Pei Ran paused, and then was pulled back to his senses by the sudden coldness on his ankle.
Yan Zhun glanced at Luo Qingshan, hummed lightly, and then put the ice pack on Pei Ran's sprained ankle: "Is it here?"
Pei Ran responded subconsciously, "Almost."
Luo Qingshan slowed down and walked quickly into the lounge: "Pei Ran, Pei Ran, where are you hurt? Does your bone hurt?"
Seeing the injury on Pei Ran's leg, he took a deep breath and picked up his phone, "I'll call a car and take you to the hospital."
"No need." Pei Ran said, "It's not that exaggerated, just disinfect it."
"No, I still have to film, what should I do if I hurt my bones?" Luo Qingshan insisted.
"It's not hurt, just twisted." Seeing that he really opened the car-hailing software, Pei Ran had no choice but to say, "If you call, I won't get in the car either."
"..." Luo Qingshan paused with his fingertips and closed the software angrily.
He gave Yan Zhuan an embarrassed look, who was helping Pei Ran with an ice pack without even raising his head.
"Yan Zhun, why are you here?" He put aside the topic and twitched the corners of his mouth, "Have you finished the 1,000-meter run?"
Yan Zhun said, "Yeah."
"How was the run?"
"Just run."
"It's okay, the ranking is not important, and I don't expect to win the award." Luo Qingshan said casually, "You guys who love to play games don't exercise much."
Pei Ran was silent for two seconds. Seeing Yan Zhun acquiesced, he didn't speak. He couldn't help but speak before Luo Qingshan said the next sentence: "He took the third place, and the top two are sports students."
Yan Zhun's expression changed a bit. He pulled the corners of his mouth, picked up the ice pack, wiped the water off Pei Ran's ankles with the palm of his hand, and reapplied it.
Pei Ran felt that he was scalded by his palm.
Luo Qingshan was stunned: "Ah? So... Congratulations."
There are still many doubts in his heart, which are reflected in his frowning brows. He picked up a tissue to wipe his sweat, then stretched out his hand towards Yan Zhun: "Thank you for sending Pei Ran here, give me the ice pack, and I'll do the rest."
Yan Zhun finally raised his head, but there was no other movement. He looked at Luo Qingshan with a surprised tone: "Didn't you guys break up?"
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere cooled down again.
Luo Qingshan's expression changed very richly. After a long while, he smiled and pretended to be relaxed: "That's why we need a chance to perform well."
Yan Zhun asked back, "Why should I give you this opportunity?"
Luo Qingshan: "?"
Pei Ran couldn't listen anymore, he pulled his foot back: "Don't bother you, it's just a small injury, I can handle it myself."
Luo Qingshan still looked at Yan Zhan, his eyes were slightly complicated. He was about to ask, when the phone suddenly rang.
It was their squad leader who asked him to go back to the playground to sign quickly. If he didn't sign, he would run in vain and his grades would be cancelled.
Luo Qingshan asked a few more questions before leaving. When he left, he turned back three times with a look of concern on his face.
The ice bag froze his hands, and Pei Ran covered it symbolically, and sincerely said to the people around him, "Thank you today."
Yan Zhun hummed, and suddenly said, "You stepped on me several times when you came here."
It is difficult to walk on one foot, especially when Pei Ran just fell, both legs hurt and it was very difficult to walk.
Pei Ran looked at him for two seconds, then looked down at the strict shoes.
The white limited edition has shoe print, iron proof.
"Sorry." Pei Ran said, "I'll wash it for you."
Yan Zhun was stunned for a while, and raised his eyebrows: "Will you help me wash?"
Pei Ran added: "Send it to the laundry, where you can also wash shoes."
Yan Jun's interest dissipated: "Don't."
He looked at Pei Ran's hands, very beautiful hands, suitable for painting, playing the piano, and suitable for Pei Ran.
Yan Zhun thought to himself, even if Pei Ran really wanted to wash his shoes by himself, he wouldn't want to waste it.
Pei Ran said, "Then let me wipe it with a wet tissue for you?"
"Farewell," Yan Zhen retracted his gaze, "when you owe me a favor."
Pei Ran frowned lightly and said firmly, "I'll give you a pair, what model are you?"
Feeling the subtle change in Pei Ran's attitude, he stared at him for a long time, and then sighed softly.
He turned around and took out a tissue from the table next to him, held Pei Ran's wrist, rubbed the ice pack with the tissue, and then rubbed it on his shoes casually.
"It's clean, you don't owe it anymore."
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone in Yan Jin's pocket rang several times in a row.
Seeing the content of the news, Yan Zhun remembered that he promised Lin Xuhuan to go to the base today to play a few training games with them.
Yan Jun got up: "Let's go."
Pei Ran looked up at him: "Where are you going?"
"Send you back." After Yan Zhun finished speaking, regardless of whether Pei Ran answered or not, he grabbed his hand and put it on his neck, "Tight."
Pei Ran's dormitory was very clean. After the roommate moved out, he did a big cleaning, and the air still smelled of fruit.
Strictly put him down and left without closing the dormitory door.
Pei Ran was not in a hurry. He opened the black bag on the table, thinking that he should ask Yan if he should eat fruit.
Pei Ran walked to the sink with difficulty and carefully peeled off the peach skin. Just as he was about to take the first bite, there was another movement at the door.
Yan Quan went back and forth, holding a black bag in his hand: "Take it."
Pei Ran asked, "What is it?"
"Ice cream." Yan Zhun said, "you can use it for your feet."
Pei Ran smiled.
Yan Zhun didn't know where he got his laugh, he stared at Pei Ran for a long time: "What are you laughing at?"
Pei Ran shook his head with a smile and took the bag: "Thank you, do you want to eat fruit?"
"Yes." Yan Zhun glanced at his hand: "Peach?"
Pei Ran snorted, hesitated for a moment, and handed the peach over: "I've washed my hands, they're clean."
As soon as Pei Ran finished speaking, Yan Zhun suddenly came up, lowered his head and bit the peach he took over.
He swallowed a large mouthful of the pulp under Pei Ran's shocked eyes: "Sweet."
After several training games, TZG's coach WeChat was directly blasted.
"It's all about asking me if I tricked you into the team, and that I'm insidious, hiding it and not telling them." The coach sneered, "It's funny, if I really got you here, I can't use a loudspeaker. Go to their base to broadcast ten or eight times?"
Strictly leaning on the gaming chair, sniping with others. Three seconds later, the opponent was shot in the head by him.
"Beautiful!" The coach leaned back on his gaming chair, "So what do you think? Would you give me the chance to broadcast this?"
Yan Zhun sneered, why is everyone looking for him for a chance today.
"No." Yan Zhun said, "If you talk again, I'll go back."
"No, the room is ready for you, sleep here tonight." The coach has long been used to it, "Then can you come here often to practice for them in the future?"
Lin Xuhuan wailed, "Don't, you'll call me autistic later."
The coach said: "I just want to make you autistic, so you can't be proud. You talk in the live broadcast room every day, I think you think the salary is too high."
"What's the matter..." Lin Xuhuan muttered, "Brother, how many people are in that building?"
After the training match, everyone else went to play the skewers. Lin Xuhuan couldn't eat it when he got angry, so he could only stay and beg for strict permission to accompany him to play double quartet.
"Four, full, I'll knock down three," Yan Zhun put on his rifle, "rush to the building."
At the end of the game, they were attacked by the immortals and ate a chicken butt.
Yan Zhun feels boring, there are more and more gods in this game. Just as he was about to close the game, Yu Guang saw an online friend.
He immediately clicked the invitation.
"Stop fighting? Brother?" Seeing that he wasn't ready, Lin Xuhuan asked.
Yan Zhun said, "I don't know."
Lin Xuhuan asked: "...I don't know what it means?"
Yan Zhuan lit a cigarette: "See if he ignores me."
Lin Xuhuan wanted to ask again, but suddenly there was another person on the game interface. This person was wearing original white clothes, and at a glance, he knew that he was a newbie.
"Who is this." The coach came up vigilantly, "People from other teams?"
He couldn't think of anyone who could make Yan Zhun say such a thing.
This sentence was transmitted to Pei Ran through the microphone that Lin Xuhuan had been on all the year round. It sounded like Yan Zhun was not in the dormitory.
He didn't know why he still had to play the game at night. When he saw the invitation from Yan Zhun, he subconsciously clicked to accept it.
Pei Ran glanced at the colorfully dressed strange ID beside him, and asked, "Did you pull the wrong person?"
"No, no, it's not wrong." Lin Xuhuan said hurriedly.
He had seen this person in the live replay of 197, ranbaobei, the strict boss.
"Get ready, baby, we'll drive right away and take you to fly."
Entering the game waiting interface, Lin Xuhuan turned off Mai: "Brother, is this your boss?"
Yan Zhun hummed, and the cigarette was quenched before taking two puffs.
Lin Xuhuan walked up to Pei Ran's game character: "But I see him... He doesn't seem to be very rich. He doesn't even look like fashion."
Yan Zhun was too lazy to answer him, Kai Mai asked, "Does your foot still hurt?"
Pei Ran said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"Well, walk less, and useless classes will be skipped."
Lin Xuhuan: "Brother, you are teaching a bad boss!"
"Do you think it's all you?" Pei Ran heard Yan Zhun responding lazily to the people around him, "My boss is very good and can't teach badly."
The light from the computer screen hit Pei Ran's face, and the faint pink in his ears was clearly illuminated.
Pei Ran pursed his lips and couldn't help taking a sip of water.
When Lin Xuhuan and the others first learned that Yan Zhun was going to play with him, they were all shocked.
They also discussed the price of Yan Zhuan in private, and their raiders said that Yan Zhun is strong, but his character is not flattering. It's not that he has a bad temper, it's just that he doesn't like to talk, he's cold, and he's been in the sky for one hundred and one hours.
Lin Xuhuan said the highest, he guessed 200 - but he may be reported by the boss to block a chain after the incident.
After the two games were over, Lin Xuhuan completely overturned his previous thoughts.
He saw with his own eyes that Yan Zhun threw the full-equipped gun in front of ranbaobei: "Pei Ran, add buff."
The sound of gunfire on the mountain was like firecrackers, and the person who usually heard the sound of gunfire running faster than anyone else was following ranbaobei in the search area: "Wait until he finishes visiting this house."
The most extraordinary is.
After Ranbeobei died, Yan Zhun wiped out the team that killed him, and then took out a grenade.
Self-destructed.
Self-destructed.
Lightning strikes...
Lin Xuhuan stared at the two boxes side by side in front of him.
After a long time, he turned his head and asked quietly, "Brother, how much money did you cheat on someone?"