Hearing the word "partner", Zong Xinjue opened his eyes slightly, and there were some cracks in his calm demeanor.
He didn't feel anything about the coach's words, but listening to Chu Qianze's maintenance rhetoric, he couldn't help but feel some unspeakable fluctuations in his heart. As if soaking in the hot spring, the warm feeling swept through the whole body, and the tip of the nose turned sour.
It's been a long time since no one has said such a thing to him.
He looked sideways at Chu Qianze, and for a while he was speechless.
Chu Qianze noticed Zong Xinjue's line of sight, and there was no change on the surface, but he turned his gaze and collided with the person's line of sight.
Why does this guy look like he's about to cry? Sure enough, he was provoked by the coach's words.
Looking at the hand that was suddenly stretched out, the coach was stunned for a moment, then reacted and stretched out his hand to shake hands. "It turns out that you are Xiao Zong's partner. It's a pleasure to meet you."
Chu Qianze's smile remained unchanged, and he shook his hand back and forth twice: "Me too, it's an honor to meet you."
"Oh, do you know me?" The coach was interested.
Can't you hear it? It's a polite word.
"The coach of the xyz team." Chu Qianze glanced at the logo on the coach's clothing, and his expression was even more seamless.
It turned out that this man knew himself. The coach is happy, and the whole person's facial features are stretched out. "It seems that you are also very concerned about e-sports. Xiao Zong's vision is very high. As his partner, your ability is definitely not much worse!"
"That's right, I also think Zong... Xiao Zong is very good." Chu Qianze took his hand back and put it in his pocket. "In this competition, we will also go all out to get a good ranking. If it is the first, it will be the best."
Zong Xinjue originally lowered his head, silently suppressing the turbulent emotions in his heart, and his ears suddenly caught the word Xiaozong.
The emotions that had just been controllable surged up in an instant, completely destroying the embankment, and I had no power to resist.
Although this nickname has been called by many people, there is always a strange feeling when it comes out of Chu Qianze's mouth, and I can't say it. But other people haven't responded yet, making it seem like they are overreacting.
When the coach heard this, he first shook his head: "It's easy to say, you think things are too simple. I really thought it was a game on the field, but it only depends on the strength, not everyone can take the first place. One. Let’s not mention how many teams are participating in the league. There are only a lot of professional teams, and they are all very capable. To win the first place? We can’t guarantee that we can do it.”
"I agree with your point of view in the first half. The game only talks about strength, so we can see the difference in the game. Our goal is to win the championship."
Chu Qianze's words were mad, but his tone was very flat. However, his expression was very natural, as if he said something like "the weather is fine today".
The corners of the coach's mouth rose slightly: "It's a good thing for young people to be a little confident, but you're too arrogant."
"It's not arrogance,"
Chu Qianze smiled, leaning his elbow against Zong Xinjue's arm: "I have confidence in our Xiao Zong. Coach, you have known him for a long time, and you should know what Xiao Zong is like. Right. Whatever he has set his mind to, he will definitely do it."
His temper is as stubborn as a cow, he doesn't look back when he breaks through the southern wall.
Zong Xinjue, who was suddenly cued, kept his expression unchanged, and his heart had already exploded. The phrase "I have confidence in our Xiaozong" was madly flashing in his mind.
The coach has always been such a straight-minded person. He speaks without mercy, says whatever comes to his mind, never hides it, and offends many people because of his temper.
But Zong Xinjue knew that the coach was really thinking about himself, and he wouldn't deliberately care about it. No matter what he said, he just listened.
Dislike to do verbal arguments is just one of the reasons.
Most importantly, Zong Xinjue did have confidence in his own strength. Saying 10,000 things and not using facts to prove it is simply beautiful.
The coach was stunned when he heard Chu Qianze's words, and then he reacted, laughing a few times. "Of course I know him, but it's two different things. I have experience in this matter, you juniors don't understand."
Chu Qianze laughed: "I don't know what? Don't speak like someone who has come here. Experience and practice are two different things. We participate in the competition to get the ranking, and we don't set the goal to be the first. Is it really important to participate? Funny? Bar."
This is still for himself, if the same educational philosophy is used for the team members, Chu Qianze will really sweat for them.
Zong Xinjue took a step forward and came to Chu Qianze's side: "We probably don't know as much as you. As you just said, we only talk about strength in the game. The specific situation will be known on the court."
"You—" The coach was at a loss for words, and for some reason, he always felt that Zong Xinjue had changed. I never said that before.
Aware of the tenseness of the scene, An Gieluo quickly changed the subject: "It's almost time for dinner, we have a dinner together. Do you want to have a meal together?"
God, this atmosphere is too terrifying, I dare not speak.
Chu Qianze shrugged and handed over the decision to Zong Xinjue. Anyway, in this matter, he was an incidental.
Zong Xinjue: "You don't need to eat, we'll wait..."
"Come here together."
The coach said, "You probably don't feel it now. After you have experienced more, you will know the truth of those words. I just thought it was inappropriate, and I had a meal as compensation, and it would be more lively if there were more people."
Not expecting this reaction from the coach, Zong Xinjue paused and asked, "How is it?"
Chu Qianze: "It doesn't matter."
"Then thank you coach." Zong Xinjue agreed.
The coach nodded: "I found someone who is willing to choke for you. This partner is a good choice."
With a smile spreading in his eyes, Zong Xinjue hummed. "he's good."
"You boy, your temper is really aggressive." The coach still felt uncomfortable after thinking about it, and said something to Chu Qianze.
"Your temper is really straight." Chu Qianze replied, but did not deny the other party's words.
Anyway, my temper is like this, and I feel good about myself, and I am not ready to change.
The coach turned around and walked forward, waving his hand: "Okay, let's go together."
Anjueluo responded, and before leaving, he turned his head and gave Chu Qianze a thumbs up.
To be able to fight with our coaches, bullshit!
The coach and An Gieluo walked in front, while Zong Xinjue deliberately fell behind a few steps.
He now has a lot to say to Chu Qianze, or directly kiss him and drag him to the bed for a fight. But now the situation is wrong and nothing can be done.
Very heartbroken.
Chu Qianze squinted at the person, saw that he seemed a little depressed, and leaned over to ask.
"Why are you so fascinated?"
Zong Xinjue blurted out: "I miss you."
"Um?"
"It was supposed to be a dinner for two, but now it's a multi-person dinner." Zong Xinjue was a little melancholy. He thought about many possibilities, but he didn't expect it to turn out like this.
"It's hard to be kind. Besides, you don't want to chat when you see an acquaintance you've been away from for a long time?"
Zong Xinjue didn't pick up on this, he actually wanted to chat with Chu Qianze to enhance his relationship.
"You promised to partner with me and participate in the competition together?"
"Well," Chu Qianze pondered for a moment, then raised his hand and put it on his neck: "Almost."
"I thought you weren't interested in those."
"Looking at your persistence, I also want to try it out, it will be very interesting." Chu Qianze said slowly.
There's nothing going on now anyway.
"… Um."
The people next to him were tempting him all the time, and Zong Xinjue felt that his heart was about to melt.
Otherwise, just take people away.
"Hurry up, you're going to be left behind." Seeing that the person in front had walked a long distance, Chu Qianze took a few steps and urged.
The idea was broken, Zong Xinjue sighed and followed, "Come on."
Because several people came together, they naturally sat together.
This is a four-seater. Chu Qianze sat next to the window by the window, while Zong Xinjue sat outside them, opposite An Gioro and the coach.
It turned out that the team was going to have a dinner together today. At this time, part of the buffet area was basically reserved by them, and they enjoyed barbecue and hot pot.
"Cheers! Senior, this big brother Chu, let's drink together!" Anjueluo shouted, and went straight to the first.
Chu Qianze followed with a sip of wine, and suddenly moved.
Under the table, his other free hand was being hooked.
Zong Xinjue just turned his head to the side, and the two looked at each other.
His glass was empty, but he wasn't drunk yet.
"Good drink."
Hooking his lower lip, Chu Qianze continued to eat with his head down, but under the table, he was playing with that hand. From fingertips, palms, to wrists, no detail is missed, full of provocation.
Zong Xinjue originally just wanted to be funny, but he didn't expect that the other party not only didn't hide, but he wouldn't let go. It's okay for Chu Qianze to not move, but like now...
At the dining table, the four of them are eating, exchanging a few words from time to time, or looking at the light brain, the atmosphere is also harmonious.
Under the dining table, the two hands are intertwined with each other, entwined.
As one of the sensitive parts of touch, the hand is often used to detect the shape and temperature of objects. And at this moment, its role was brought into full play.
Zong Xinjue's movements are getting bigger and bigger, his fingers are going up along Chu Qianze's wrist, directly into his sleeve, hooking and scratching, and there is an obvious tendency to go further.
Chu Qianze put the cabbage in the pot into his bowl, and pinched the root of his thigh with his left hand.
Zong Xinjue stopped, and his chopsticks almost didn't hold steady. At that moment, he actually had a tendency to look up.
Resolutely withdrew the action, picked up the plate, and pretended to be normal: "Whatever you want to eat, I'll go get it."
"I want to eat a lot, so let's go together." Chu Qianze stood up, indicating that you can get up.
Calm plan alone. Fail.
Zong Xinjue stood up, and after the people came out, the two went to the dining area together.
Chu Qianze took a steak first, followed by squid whiskers, enoki mushrooms, crabs... After a while, the big plate in his hand was almost filled.
And Zong Xinjue next to him only took two or three things at this moment.
"Is this enough?" Chu Qianze took the pliers and stretched out to the other side, trying to get the duck blood there.
Zong Xinjue turned to the side to make it easier for people to pick up food. "Still watching."
"That, is it the Great God Zong?" A boy walked over and scratched his head.
"I'm Zong Xinjue."
"Hello, I'm a member of xyz, and I'm your fan!"
The boy raised a smile, his face was still a little red, and he was excited. "Can you sign my name?"
Saying that, he opened his optical brain.
Unexpectedly, this person knew him, Zong Xinjue was a little surprised, but still kept his composure. Take the light brain and write down your name.
"Your performance in the finals was really handsome. I got into the e-sports pit because of you! I have to say goodbye to the trophies in our team every day. I will also become a person like you in the future."
Chu Qianze, who was still standing beside him indifferently, his eyes moved slightly when he heard this.
Zong Xinjue handed back the light brain. "You are better than me."
"Well, can you sign us?"
Two more people stood up behind.
Seeing that Zong Xinjue was surrounded by juniors, Chu Qianze simply walked to the dessert area next to him and got himself an ice cream. Seeing the other party looking at him, he raised the cone in his hand.
After signing his name, Zong Xinjue walked over.
Chu Qianze: "Have you ever won a trophy?"
Zong Xinjue laughed and got himself a cone: "It's all in the past, it's still keyboard competition. If you want to hear it, I'll talk to you later."
"Okay, then I have to prepare snacks in advance."
Zong Xinjue agreed: "Prepare more, if you feel bored, you can eat something to relieve fatigue."
At ten o'clock in the evening, the dinner was over.
There were seven, seven, eight, eight around, and basically no one was there.
"Senior, Brother Chu, I'll take the coach back first, how are you going?" An Gieluo asked.
"Let's go together." Zong Xinjue took a sip of wine.
Angelo: "Oh, see you next time."
Zong Xinjue responded and filled his glass.
Seeing that the people next to him were still preparing to drink, Chu Qianze said. "It's almost done, let's go too."
Zong Xinjue ignored it, drank the wine in his hand, and put the empty wine glass on the table. "I drank and couldn't drive."
Chu Qianze raised his eyebrows, "Find you a taxi?"
"Need not."
Zong Xinjue put his elbows on the table next to him, blocking the space where Chu Qianze went out. Because of the alcohol, his cheeks and nose were flushed, and his originally cold and tough facial features now showed a little ambiguous sexy, alienated but seductive.
He grabbed Chu Qianze's collar, leaned forward to reveal most of his chest, and his voice was magnetic and hoarse when the wine passed through his throat.
"I booked a room at the hotel, can you come?"
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