The coach had prepared a large number of rhetoric, but it was all blocked in his throat, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "... ah?"
A few seconds later, he asked again: "In love... You? Who are you with? Your school?"
He had known Yan Zhun for so many years, let alone falling in love, he even suspected that Yan Zhun had no female classmates in his junior high school or even college classes.
The coach suddenly remembered that when he took Yan Zhun to play the youth training, PUBG was very popular at that time. Although the e-sports field has not yet been done, these young youth trainees have already received more or less attention. Yan Zhun is them The most popular on the team.
At that time, there was a small internet celebrity who also asked someone for strict contact information. After hearing about it, he just said "no".
He wasn't even interested in what the other party's last name was or what he looked like.
A sharp "um" interrupted his thoughts.
"Okay, then you... have a good date." The coach originally wanted to be kind to the little girl, but after thinking about it, maybe others just like Yan Zhun's high-spirited virtue, "Why don't you bring her to the base to play with? ?"
Yan Zhun was about to speak when he saw a passerby glance behind him.
He seemed to turn around, seeing the person standing behind him, and raised his eyebrows lightly.
Although it is winter, the sun is still there at noon. Pei Ran's coat was unbuttoned, and he simply wore a white coat inside. He dressed in a hurry, the collar was a little crooked, and he was looking down at the luggage bag beside Yan Zhun's feet.
Yan Zhun was only surprised for a moment, he took off his hat and put it on Pei Ran.
He pinched the brim of his hat to adjust the position: "Don't go."
There was already a movement on the coach's side, and there were other people beside him. Among them, Lin Xuhuan's voice was the most obvious, and Yan Zhun faintly heard "I don't believe it".
Yan Zhun said: "It's okay to hang up."
"Hey, wait, and," the coach stopped him, "then you can't come over tonight?"
"Um."
The coach gave an "oh" and then asked gossip, "Aren't you going to spend the night outside?"
Strictly hang up the phone.
In order to block the sunlight, he strictly lowered the brim of his hat, and Pei Ran had to raise his head to meet his gaze: "Did you wait for a long time?"
"Just arrived." Yan Zhun said, "Is it cold?"
Pei Ran shook his head and put his eyes on the luggage bag beside his legs again.
Yan Zhun glanced at him and explained, "I'm not used to living in the school. I'll move to the base tonight."
In fact, it's not a matter of being used to it, he can no longer be roommates with Luo Qingshan.
Pei Ran understood immediately. He lowered his eyes and remained silent. Before he could say anything, Yan Zhun stretched out his hand and touched the back of his hand, which was cold.
"But they have an interview this afternoon, and I'll come over at night." Yan Zhun said, "Until then, will you take me in?"
At the TZG base, the coach hung up the phone under everyone's attention.
With a cigarette in one hand, he was on hands-free throughout the call.
After three seconds of silence—
"I didn't expect it." The assistant couldn't help but lit a cigarette for himself, "Brother Zhun will get off the list in front of me..."
The assault hand was itchy: "I don't want to train anymore, I want to go to his school to be a voyeur."
"What will the prospective brother's girlfriend look like?"
"I don't know, at least it's the standard of the gods, otherwise how can the old monk be enlightened."
"Hey - I'm really curious, what type does Brother Zhun like? Cute? Sexy? Intellectual?"
"Male, female?" Lin Xuhuan pondered for a long time, and suddenly said such a sentence.
The others were silent for a moment, and the assaulter picked up the tissue on the table and threw him: "Why don't you say alive or dead?"
Lin Xuhuan was also startled by the words he blurted out. He quickly caught the packet of paper and threw it back, laughed and scolded him.
"But Brother Zhun's release is a bit sudden." The assistant said, "There is no sign at all."
"Isn't it good for people to fall in love at first sight?" The coach twitched the cigarette and said, "Stop talking nonsense, go to the scrims, and I'll ask the little brother of the second team to come over for a while."
Lin Xuhuan followed behind the crowd, his face wrinkled, the barrage in the live broadcast room last night quickly ran through his mind.
In the end, he couldn't hold back, and took out his mobile phone to send a message while waiting for the substitute to come.
[Lin Xuhuan: Ran baby, where are you?]
A few minutes later, the other side replied.
[Pei Ran: The dormitory. What's wrong?]
Gee.
The girl who posted the barrage was really bragging.
He was also really funny, and he was really led astray by that guy named Xu Xu.
[Lin Xuhuan: It's alright, it's alright, I just miss you, come to the base to play with me when you have time, and agreed to teach you how to press the gun four times.]
When Lin Xuhuan's news came, Pei Ran's phone fell into Yan Zhun's hand.
Pei Ran washed the grapes: "Is he in a hurry?"
Strictly sat on Pei Ran's chair: "No, I'm free. Let me help you back?"
Pei Ran said, "Okay."
[Pei Ran: No need]
[Lin Xuhuan: Why, is it uncomfortable to kill?]
[Pei Ran: I have strict rules]
[Lin Xuhuan: Hey, my brother won't have time to teach you in the future]
[Pei Ran: ?]
[Lin Xuhuan: He is in love, don't you know? A man in love has no brothers.]
Yan Zhun didn't intend to return to him, but after seeing this line of words, he turned on the keyboard again.
[Pei Ran: You are right.]
Later, Lin Xuhuan posted several more in a row, trying to find out what Pei Ran said, but the alert sound of the mobile phone rang.
Pei Ran moved an extra chair and sat beside Yan Zhun: "Are you still talking?"
Yan Zhun hummed, "He's talking clichés."
Pei Ran was stunned: "What?"
Yan Zhun said, "Trap my boyfriend."
Pei Ran's action of biting the grapes paused, and couldn't help but glance at the phone screen.
Lin Xuhuan had a lot of questions. In the entire chat log, he was almost always talking, asking "do you look good", "how old are you", "do you have any photos".
Yan Zhun only replied "good-looking".
Pei Ran swallowed the grapes slowly. Looking at it this way... it's like he's bragging about himself.
Yan Zhun said "something" to Lin Xuhuan, and put Pei Ran's phone back on the table. During the process, he accidentally touched the mouse, and the computer in standby lighted up instantly.
Yan Zhun glanced at the screen, several games, several drawing software that he did not recognize, and some sketches on the desktop.
The drawing at the end caught his attention. From the small picture, it could be seen that it was the drawing that Lin Xuhuan had found on the Weibo account of "Fei Yuyi".
On Weibo, the text given to it by "Fei Yuyi" is only the simplest [Share pictures].
But in private, in Pei Ran's computer, its file name was "Strictly Accurate".
Pei Ran lowered his head, and was scrolling up the chat with Lin Xuhuan just now: "Would it be inconvenient for you to live at the base?"
Yan Zhun said: "No, I'm used to it."
"The last time I was in the dormitory... Did the dormitory say anything?"
The person next to him was quiet for a while, and suddenly called him, "Pei Ran."
Pei Ran raised his head subconsciously: "Huh?"
Strictly leaning back on the chair, with both hands hanging casually, he asked, "Have you ever painted anyone else besides me?"
Pei Ran blinked and said, "Yes, a lot."
Strictly: "… "
"I have added a few mannequins to WeChat, and they are all dedicated to their work." Pei Ran said, "I have also taken over private drawings, drawn stars, and drawn e-sports players."
Realizing that his question was a bit stupid, Yan Zhun couldn't help pulling his lower lip: "I mean... other than these, have you ever painted someone else in private?"
Pei Ran's eyes moved, and he said, "No."
He paused, then added seriously, "I only drew you."
Strictly looked at him for a few seconds, then suddenly lowered his eyelids and asked, "Are grapes sweet?"
Pei Ran said, "Sweet, try one."
Yan Zhun gave a "hmm", turned his shoulders and licked his lips.
Pei Ran's back instantly stiffened, his hands still holding the grapes, and did not move any more.
Strictly finished licking and then separated, feeling the faint sweetness in the mouth, but did not move back to the original position. They still touch their noses, and whoever leans forward can touch each other.
"How much does Mr. Pei usually receive manuscripts?" Yan Zhun asked.
Pei Ran didn't know why he asked this. His heart was beating wildly, and the corners of his mouth were taut and he reported a number.
"It's expensive, I can't afford it." Yan Zhun said, "In this case, don't ask anyone else next time, I'll be a mannequin for you."
"… "
Pei Ran has painted a lot of human bodies. His former mentor pursued beauty and harmony, and the models he asked were better than each other.
But for Pei Ran, learning is learning. He looks at any model with a calm gaze, and has never had any other thoughts or thoughts.
But at this moment.
He remembered the straight and smooth collarbone, the bulging Adam's apple when he raised his head, and the fingers that were clean and articulated.
After a long time, Pei Ran said, "You can't be."
Strictly: "Why?"
"I can't draw..." Pei Ran said honestly, "If you take it off, I won't be able to calm down and I won't be able to draw."
Serious answers seem to be seducing people.
Yan Zhun seemed to smile lightly, but it seemed like he didn't. Before Pei Ran could see clearly, he was kissed again.
There was no one in the dormitory, and there was no rain this time. Hearing his and Yan Zhun's voice together, Pei Ran's ears were burning.
Yan Zhun put his hand on his waist lazily. Pei Ran's waist was very thin, and he could usually see it. Through the clothes, he could feel it was smooth and there was no extra meat.
Pei Ran's head was numb when his strict hand reached into the hem of the clothes.
Even though this hand didn't touch anywhere, it just covered the position just now.
The air-conditioning and heating are slowly taking effect at this time, and the indoor temperature has risen. Pei Ran feels a little lack of oxygen, but feels a strange comfort.
Until he let out a very light, soft moan.
Pei Ran hesitated, unable to believe that this was his own voice. Yan Zhun also paused, and after half a second, he released Pei Ran.
Pei Ran saw it clearly this time, and Yan Zhun was really smiling.
He said, "Thank you, Teacher Pei, for your affirmation."