When Ruan Mingchi took the water, his eyes fell on the back of Ji Hao's hand. There was a bloody gash near the knuckle of his ring finger. The wound was not deep, but because of the long soaking in water, the edge turned white, so it looked half bigger. Redness and swelling on the back of the hand.
He remembered the kick he kicked on Ji Hao's hand.
Calculating and waiting, when the hand touched the instep, he kicked it hard, mercilessly.
"Huh? Don't want to drink water?" Ji Hao shook the mineral water.
"..." Ruan Mingchi took the water, and couldn't help but look around the back of the hand again.
But Ji Hao didn't mention the back injury, he turned around with a smile and said, "Let's go, there's no food tonight."
At 5:30 in the afternoon, the training center is full of people returning one after another. The summer sports competitions are in full swing. National treasure players are busy competing all over the world. Most of the training centers are members of various training teams. .
The two walked close to the side of the flower bed one by one and walked towards the gate. Ruan Mingchi, who was walking behind, turned on the water, and the chilled water fell down his throat and down his stomach, instantly expeling the summer heat.
When screwing the bottle cap back on, Ruan Mingchi whispered, "I'm not very angry."
Ji Hao stopped and looked back at him.
Ruan Mingchi raised the water in his hand: "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Ji Hao smiled, his brows and eyes soft under the setting sun, and stood side by side with Ruan Mingchi.
Back in the hotel room, although Ji Hao never mentioned it, Ruan Mingchi sat on the toilet seat and carefully cut his toenails again.
Returning to the room as if nothing had happened, I saw Ji Hao sitting at the end of the bed to change the TV, saw him come out and laughed: "Click, click, are you eating biscuits in the toilet?"
"..." Ruan Mingchi hesitated for a moment, then spread his hands, revealing the nail clippers in his palm.
"Just cut it outside." As he said that, Ji Hao narrowed his eyes, raised his hands and smiled, "I'm sorry for hurting me."
Ruan Mingchi was embarrassed, whether he could see through or not, how could this person always be like this.
"It's okay." Ji Hao smiled, put his hand in front of him, and said, "Cut my nails for me, and I will forgive you."
"..." Ruan Mingchi just handed him the nail clipper.
Ji Hao sticks it with nail clippers, "Cut it for me."
"..."
"Will you help?" Threatened.
"..." Ruan Mingchi began to release air-conditioning.
"Then I'll help you." Ji Hao smiled and grabbed Ruan Mingchi's hand, you don't understand the routines of city people.
When Ruan Mingchi was grabbed by his hand, he still hadn't recovered a little bit. When he realized it, he withdrew his hand and frowned: "No, it's been cut."
"foot."
Ruan Mingchi withdrew his feet, hugged his legs, and looked at Ji Hao vigilantly.
However, seeing Ji Hao's collapsed smiling face, he rushed over and hooked his neck, shouting: "Ruan Xiaoxian, you are so cute."
"..." Ruan Mingchi almost died of anger.
Ruan Mingchi's face was tense all night, Ji Hao didn't care, he didn't sit on the bed if he had one, and sat on the edge of Ruan Mingchi's bed, the two of them watched TV, and talked a few words from time to time, until they regained consciousness, it was already dark through.
Before going to bed, Ji Hao turned off the TV and said: "Tomorrow's game, have a good dream tonight, if I snore at night, just kick me out of bed."
"Good night." Ruan Mingchi didn't say much, and slid down the bed. When Ji Hao left, the mattress of Simmons bounced, and took away the scorching temperature that made people sweat. Ruan Mingchi lay flat on the bed , I belatedly came back to my senses, what Ji Hao said just now... as if they slept in the same bed, and he could be kicked off by lifting his foot...
He didn't like this kind of intimacy, but he didn't want to refuse. Ruan Mingchi closed his eyes, it was Ji Hao, and opened his eyes, it was still Ji Hao. He finally turned around with the corners of his mouth pursed, and finally broke free from the inexplicable entangled emotions.
Nothing to say all night.
Blink of an eye to the next day.
The "National Youth Swimming Competition" was held in City A this year, and all the players who came to participate in the "Youth Training Team" signed up. The training team found three cars and drove them to the arena every morning and evening. It took three days from the preliminaries to the semi-finals to the final.
Ruan Mingchi proved himself with the strength of a national athlete in the first day of the preliminaries of Group A.
As the master of the world, his will affects the entire world. In other words, when he feels that he can do it, he will definitely be able to do it, then he will definitely be the strongest and the best one.
In contrast, Ji Hao seemed too capricious.
If the opponents in the same group are strong, he will be strong; if the opponents in the same group are weak, he will be weak. If he is strong, he will be strong; if he is weak, he will be weak. The result is that the preliminaries and semi-finals are over, and his results have not even reached the standard of the national master class. .
Converse, who was in the same group as him, performed exceptionally well.
Converse Zhe won the first place in the preliminaries and posted on Weibo, "Keep working hard and strive for the top."
Manager Zhao Kaiqi didn't stir up this Weibo, and all the comments were only about one hundred.
When he won the first place in the semi-finals, he posted on Weibo, "Go ahead, never give up!"
The agent found some cheap official accounts to hype it up, and the number of messages reached 500.
"Little brother, come on!"
"First first!"
"Hahaha, I'm going to watch the game live, and I've already found a ticket, so I'm going around with joy."
"Appointment, appointment, I'm going too."
So waiting for the day of the finals, the audience in the arena saw more.
The arena can seat 3,000 people, plus the members of each representative team, about 2,000 people came, the seats are random, athletes and spectators may be mixed together, but there is a very prominent area, a group of young girls sitting in a group , with a bright smile on his face and a support card in his hand.
The support card also reads - "Brother Wei Zhe"
There is also a light-up support card that reads in cute fonts—Zhe VS Ai, come on!
The game officially started at 9:00 in the morning. The referee blew the clearing whistle, and the players got into the water one after another.
Ji Hao and Ruan Mingchi mixed in the crowd, accompanied by Yin Xuelin, and entered the locker room together.
During the "National Youth Tournament", the members of the youth training team temporarily returned to their representative team. Ji Hao's residence remained the same, but every day when they arrived at the stadium, they would be with the members of the S provincial team. The three of them went in and out of the dormitory together again. .
It's not surprising that Yin Xuelin returned to his position consciously. What made Ji Hao happy was that Ruan Mingchi no longer rejected his membership in the 303 dormitory. No matter what he was doing, he would naturally wait for them to be together. It would not be too much to say that Ji Hao's tiao teaching is meritorious, from this point to secretly cutting his nails before, it shows that Ruan Mingchi is letting go of himself, and is willing to give his energy and time for someone who deserves it.
Even Yin Xuelin felt the change in Ruan Mingchi, and took the time to whisper in Ji Hao's ear: "Ruan Mingchi is actually pretty good, isn't he?"
Ji Hao looked at him and smiled. Nonsense, let me tell you, whether it is Shangxian Ruan Mingchi or Wuhuaqin, either one alone can shake the three worlds, such a big treasure is more than just "very good".
A group of people squeezed into the locker room, some took a shower, some directly changed their clothes, there was noise everywhere, the three people's lockers were separated in different places, and they were quickly overwhelmed by the crowd as soon as they entered.
Ji Hao changed into dry swimming trunks, and when he looked up, he saw Kuang Weizhe looking at him. It was hard to say what the meaning of that look was, it seemed to be very caring, but there was also a sense of superiority. Finally, when his eyes met, he smiled reservedly. After a moment, he turned and left.
Ji Hao raised his brows slightly, and returned him a warm and indifferent smile, only when he lowered his eyes, the black mist in his eyes surged, full of tyranny.
Waiting for Ji Hao to change and go out, he saw Kuang Weizhe standing at the gate to take a selfie. He held up the selfie artifact in one hand, hooked Zhou Ai's neck with the other, and raised his chin at a 45-degree angle. Before that, he didn't know how many pictures he had taken In the photo, Zhou Ai didn't want to cooperate anyway, looked left and right, and then saw Ji Hao, and Ruan Mingchi standing beside Ji Hao.
In the background of Converse Zhe's mobile phone screen, there are also those two figures standing side by side.
Both of them were wearing knee-high black swimming trunks, and the upper body was wearing the same summer sportswear of the S provincial team. In fact, the style of the sportswear was very earthy, blue and white, and the pattern was like a junior high school uniform. It was loose and had no style. Does not show figure.
But the face value is too high.
The two just stood there casually, without any makeup, like a beautiful landscape, and the focus shifted naturally.
When Kuang Weizhe saw this scene, he suddenly lost the mood to take a selfie. He put down his phone, let go of Zhou Ai's shoulder, and patted him to signal to go back.
Zhou Ai's face was tense, she kept looking at Ruan Mingchi, her steps hesitated.
"What's wrong?" Converse asked.
"Ruan Mingchi is very good." Zhou Ai frowned and said, "If he had participated in the competition the year before last, he would have won the world championship with this result."
Kuang Weizhe's mouth suddenly became sour, and he comforted him: "You were only old the year before last, and he is 15 years old now, so he is not at the same level, okay?"
"But I still can't beat him." Zhou Ai was a little depressed while talking, "It's useless to stick to the previous grades, and it's useless to have no grades in the future, alas... I don't know what to say, I always feel that the past two years I haven’t got any results yet, so I want to try another item.”
Kuang Weizhe was impatient to be a confidant brother, so he casually comforted him, walked into the swimming pool, took a deep look at Ji Hao and the others, and then walked away.
Kuang Weizhe went back to the rest area and sat down, feeling uneasy after all, took out his mobile phone and typed cracklingly, and almost vented his anger by posting a paragraph on Weibo.
[Sports competition, food is the original sin, no results, what arrogance.]
A passage without beginning or end really attracted the attention of fans.
"What happened to brother?"
"Who messed with our younger brother? My sister helped you out!"
"That's right, the correct answer, in competitive events, food is the original sin."
"Who messed with you? Use your grades to teach him how to behave!"
When Kuang Weizhe saw this, the corner of his mouth curled up, and his mood immediately improved.
Yes.
Using grades to teach Ji Hao how to be a man, no grades, but still so dazzling, really an eyesore!
And that Ruan Mingchi... is going to join the national team sooner or later, right? At that time, I will also join the national team, I don't know if I can... Thinking of this, Kuang Weizhe glanced down at Zhou Ai, hiding the disgust in his eyes.
The author has something to say: The emotional line is advancing very quickly.
When I think of completing a small world around Chapter 22, I feel a sense of urgency.
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