After winning the game, Xiao Han typed out this sentence again: "Concession [smile]"
Su Cheng sent a thumbs up emoji, saying: "The cold god is powerful!"
The two shook hands in a friendly manner, and then walked off the big stage one after another.
There were so many exciting things about this game that after the game ended, the director continued to play back the classic scenes in slow motion, and the two commentators were also explaining the subtle operations of Hanshen and Team Su to the audience. The blood volume has been tied for many times in a row, and at the last moment, one blow is sure to kill. The three rounds are quite fierce. The audience also loves to watch such master games.
Ye Chao concluded: "The two players have their own characteristics. This is the end of this game for the time being. You can watch the replay video on the official website and study the operations of the masters."
Liang Ru said: "Next is the match of Group C, let's enter the advertising time again."
***
After Xiao Han walked off the big stage, he met the official reporter who had been waiting there.
Seeing him, the reporter hurried over, smiled and handed the microphone in front of him: "Han Shen, first of all, congratulations on winning this game 2:1. How do you feel about your performance?"
Xiao Han immediately put on a calm and steady appearance, touched his chin, and said lightly: "It's okay."
The reporter then asked: "Then do you think your opponent Su Cheng played well?"
Xiao Han said: "It's okay."
reporter:"… "
When did Hanshen learn this Tai Chi style of answering? !
The reporter then asked: "Please briefly comment on the opponent in this game."
Xiao Han said: "Team Su plays calmly, reacts quickly, and thinks flexibly. He is a very good player, and he is better at math than me."
The reporter laughed and said, "Is Hanshen not good at mathematics?"
Xiao Han said bluntly: "I am not good at math and Chinese, only English is good."
The reporter immediately asked, "So are you still studying Chinese with Mo Theology?"
Xiao Han nodded: "Yes."
The reporter asked, "Did Moshen teach you to accept and accept? Do you know the meaning of this word?"
Xiao Han nodded again: "Yes. It means thank you for letting me just now. It's a humble way of saying it after winning a game."
The reporter gave a thumbs up: "It's amazing! Everyone thinks that your Chinese is getting better and better. Does Mr. Qin Mo have a special way to teach you Chinese?"
Xiao Han said solemnly: "Memorize the Xinhua dictionary."
reporter:"… "
The audience roared with laughter. Unexpectedly, Xiao Han was forced to recite the dictionary by Qin Mo every day, which is really pitiful.
Teacher Qin Mo is so strict, no wonder Hanshen's Chinese level has improved so fast!
***
In the backstage lounge, Xiao Han walked straight towards Qin Mo as soon as he entered the door. Qin Mo still sat still, and Xiao Han said cheekily, "Don't you stand up and give me a hug?"
There were many players from other teams watching the game around, Xiao Han's straightforwardness made Qin Mo a little embarrassed, he frowned and said, "Is this necessary?"
Xiao Han said: "Yes."
Then he took the initiative to hug Qin Mo and said, "I won, thank you captain for your encouragement."
Qin Mo: "..."
Players around: "..."
Hanshen's face is also unmatched by anyone. If Qin Mo doesn't hug him and encourage him, he hugs Qin Mo himself to encourage himself. Seeing Qin Mo's stiff face, everyone thought it was very funny—Qin Mo looked cold and arrogant, maybe, a thick skin like Hanshen is his biggest nemesis, right
Xiao Han sat down beside Qin Mo, and Qin Mo put the note left by Xiao Han back into his hand expressionlessly.
Xiao Han was puzzled: "What's wrong?"
Qin Mo said coldly, "Look at your handwriting."
Xiao Han looked at it carefully, and then came to a conclusion: "It's not wrong."
Qin Mo reminded: "The writing is ugly."
Xiao Han looked down again, and it was really crooked, like a kindergarten kid's handwriting, and it couldn't be compared with Qin Mo's correct and timeless handwriting.
Qin Mo said: "When you sign autographs for fans, you also sign like this? Won't you be disgusted by fans?"
Xiao Han shook his head and said, "I wrote the word 'Xiao Han' very well. If you don't believe me, take a look."
He took out a pen and wrote the word "Xiao Han" neatly on the note. The handwriting was really chic and flying, and it was very beautiful, which formed a sharp contrast with the kindergarten dog crawling next to it.
Qin Mo was speechless: "Have you specially practiced names?"
"Well, these two characters were taught by my dad, and my dad writes them well." Xiao Han smiled and said, "I only sign these two characters every time I sign, and fans think my handwriting is beautiful, You are worthy of being the captain of Dragons Club."
Liu Chuan, the boss of Longyin, can write beautiful cursive script, and Xiao Han’s master, Li Cangyu, also has strong handwriting. Fans thought that Xiao Han had inherited this fine tradition, and admired him for being a mixed-race child who could write Chinese characters so well. As a result... Only the signature "Xiao Han" is well written by Xiao Han, and the other characters are simply horrible.
Qin Mo said helplessly: "In the future, if someone asks you to write some special signatures, such as wishes come true, happy every day and other blessings, won't your words be exposed?"
Xiao Han also felt that this was a problem, so he leaned into Qin Mo's ear and asked, "Then what should I do?"
Qin Mo said, "Come down and practice your calligraphy more."
Xiao Han immediately nodded and agreed: "Great, then teach me!"
Practicing calligraphy comes second. Xiao Han actually has other ideas in mind. If Xiaomo teaches him to practice calligraphy, he must hug him from behind, hold his hand, and teach him stroke by stroke. Think about that scene. They are all beautiful. When the time comes, Qin Mo will surely blush if he turns around and steals a kiss occasionally.
Seeing Xiao Han laugh inexplicably, Qin Mo was puzzled: "What are you laughing at?"
Xiao Han hurriedly coughed, touched his nose and said, "It's nothing, I'm happy to win the game."
***
The group match in the morning was soon over, and the four of them had lunch with Liu Xiang, and then went back to the hotel for a lunch break.
Shen He and Liu Hong had a match in the afternoon, and fell asleep after returning home, but Xiao Han didn't want to take a nap at all, and insisted on Qin Mo teaching him how to write. Qin Mo had no choice but to take him to a nearby supermarket to buy copybooks.
The two were shopping in the supermarket when suddenly two girls ran over with their eyes shining, their voices trembling: "Is it Hanshen and Moshen?! It's really you!"
Unexpectedly, he would meet his fans in the supermarket. Qin Mo nodded indifferently. Seeing that there were no paparazzi around, but only two cute girls, Xiao Han put down his guard and asked, "Hello."
The two girls were so excited that they immediately took out their notebooks and pens from their backpacks.
The long-haired girl said expectantly: "Can the two masters sign for us?"
Qin Mo nodded, took the pen and paper she handed over, wrote the word "Qin Mo" squarely on the notebook, and handed it to Xiao Han.
Xiao Han wrote the word "Xiao Han" on the side, and then wrote the date. The fan took the book with both hands and thanked him excitedly: "Great! Thank you Hanshen, thank you Moshen! Let's go to the scene for today's game Look, both Moshen and Hanshen played very handsomely! Keep up the good work!"
Xiao Han said: "Yes, thank you."
The short-haired girl standing beside her also handed the book to Xiao Han, and said, "Today happens to be my birthday, can God Han sign a happy birthday?"
Xiao Han: "..."
That's it!
Xiao Han's mind turned quickly, and he immediately reacted: "Let Moshen sign for you."
He handed the notebook to Qin Mo, and Qin Mo had no choice but to sign the words "Happy Birthday" and write his name on it before passing it to Xiao Han. Xiao Han happily signed the beautiful name and said to the fans: "Happy birthday!"
The girl didn't think there was anything wrong with Xiao Han asking Qin Mo to sign these four characters, so she bowed excitedly and thanked them. After getting the signatures, the two left consciously without disturbing them again.
Qin Mo watched their backs walk away, and said helplessly, "Next time I'm not here, what will you do if you meet a fan who asks you to sign a happy birthday?"
Xiao Han said calmly: "Then I will sign happy birthday."
Qin Mo: "..."
The Chinese characters are too ugly to avoid and refuse to write, so it is translated into English. Xiao Han's approach is also witty. But it’s impossible to translate all the signings in the future into English, right? Wouldn't it be strange to translate things like auspicious and smooth sailing into English
Qin Mo turned around and picked two copybooks from the shelf, and said, "Go back and practice calligraphy obediently."
Xiao Han nodded immediately: "Good teacher Qin."
***
After returning to the hotel, Xiao Han excitedly said: "Xiaomo, come and teach me."
The picture he made up in his mind was that Qin Mo would hug him from behind, hold his hand and teach him to write stroke by stroke. As a result, Qin Mo turned around and sat back on the bed, leaving a faint sentence: "Describe according to the copybook. Bar."
Xiao Han: "..."
Wait, this method of practicing calligraphy is different from what he imagined
Qin Mo sat by the bed and looked at the phone for a while, and found that Xiao Han had been standing still, and couldn't help wondering: "What? Didn't you say you want to practice calligraphy?"
Xiao Han said seriously: "I think the teacher should hold my hand and teach me, so that I can develop a good habit of writing."
Qin Mo said: "Hold hands and teach. It's for three-year-old children in kindergarten. You are so old, you can trace it to the copybook by yourself."
Looking at the copybook spread out on the table, Xiao Han felt like crying without tears. If he had known it was such a boring way of practicing calligraphy, he would not have practiced it.
After a moment of silence, Xiao Han suddenly had an idea and said, "I want to learn calligraphy."
Qin Mo was puzzled: "Why do you suddenly want to learn calligraphy again?"
Xiao Han came over and sat down next to him, leaned into his ear and said, "Because if you learn calligraphy with a brush, you can hug me from behind and teach me how to hold a brush."
Qin Mo: "..."
It turned out that this was his idea, no wonder he had to practice calligraphy!
Qin Mo blushed with anger, and wanted to turn around and hit him, but Xiao Han grabbed his hand and kissed him lightly.
The moment Qin Mo's lips were caught, Qin Mo's back stiffened suddenly, and he wanted to push it away, but Xiao Han took the opportunity to press down, pressing Qin Mo's whole body on the soft bed of the hotel.
Xiao Han's tongue enthusiastically pried open his teeth, and drove straight in, gently and domineeringly describing the shape of Qin Mo's tongue, sometimes licking and sometimes sucking, Qin Mo was dizzy from the superb kissing skills, and his cheeks turned red one slice.
After a long time, Xiao Han let go of him, and whispered against his lips: "Xiaomo, I suddenly feel that in the future we can practice brush calligraphy while doing it on the table..."
Qin Mo: "..."
Before he could finish speaking, Qin Mo bent his knees vigorously, and Xiao Han's stomach was pushed against by Qin Mo's knees, and his hands were released. Qin Mo immediately took the opportunity to push Xiao Han away, blushing and said: "Don't put this kind of Say it in the open!"
Xiao Han rubbed his stomach innocently: "Is the table not good? Then replace it with a stool?"
"..." Qin Mo turned over and threw him on the bed, covering him with a quilt: "Shut up and take a nap!!"
Xiao Han's muffled voice came through the quilt: "I want to sleep with my wife."
Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and covered the quilt with all his strength: "What are you calling me? Call me again?"
Xiao Han immediately changed his words: "Moshen!"
Only then did Qin Mo's expression soften a little. Hearing Xiao Han's dull voice from under the quilt, the corners of his lips could not help but smile.
In fact, Xiao Han's calm and composed appearance in front of fans and reporters is just a disguise. He was hacked many times because he used wrong words when he was young. As time passed, he seldom spoke in public. Sometimes the answers are very short, most of them are words like um, oh, not bad, and okay, which looks cool.
But in fact, he is still as curious and straightforward as he was when he was young, but only in front of Qin Mo will he let go of all pretense and reveal his frank nature.
Qin Mo thinks this is very good, the two of them don't need to wear those masks in front of each other.
Although Xiao Han always burst out some very direct words that made Qin Mo blush, it also proved that Xiao Han had complete trust in Qin Mo in his heart.
Looking at the motionless guy wrapped in the quilt, Qin Mo worried that he would be bored, so he immediately pulled the quilt away, just in time to meet Xiao Han's deep and bright eyes.
Xiao Han smiled slightly, kissed Qin Mo's forehead lightly, and said softly: "Go to sleep, I have to go to the game in the afternoon."
Qin Mo also smiled, turned around and lay down on the bed next to him, probably because Xiao Han made him feel happy, Qin Mo's dream was also full of spring flowers, and when he woke up, there was still a smile on his face.
He suddenly felt that it was his great blessing to be with Xiao Han, a living treasure.