"Don't you see that Yanshen doesn't like the newcomer you're coming to?"
On the way after dinner, Cui Xuezhi glanced at Shen Ye and asked.
Shen Ye still had the cigarette in his hand: "It's small things that grow in love over time. This youth training group has been in the team for so long, and Xuehe is the only one we feel we must train."
Cui Xuezhi did not answer his words, but asked: "It's been a long time since I fell in love, how long will it take?"
There was something in his words. The two of them looked at each other. Shen Ye didn't answer, so he continued: "Captain Shen, don't think that I don't know why the temporary personnel you brought up were not the main snipers when there is a shortage of snipers - what the hell are you doing?" …Who do you want him to replace?”
As if he had expected it, Shen Ye smiled like a scoundrel: "It seems that nothing can be hidden from our God of War."
When Cui Xuezhi heard this, her cheeks tightened: "How long has it been since you haven't answered me?"
"... I don't know." Shen Ye puffed out smoke, "It could be three to five months later, or one or two years later. No matter what, the team will be stable by then."
Along the way, the two of them passed the most beautiful section of the team base through the windows. The sunlight was faint. In the end, Cui Xuezhi had no choice but to raise his eyelids and smiled helplessly: "So you had planned it from the beginning. I came to clean up for you. For funeral matters?"
"Wow, brother... don't act like I'm going to die." Shen Ye patted his shoulder with the back of his hand and said, "Don't worry, it may take a year after the TIPC and surgery. I can still come back after everything is done." If you continue to show off - you will be blind at most, why don't you have to pay me 100 million yuan in alimony plus 10 young models?"
In the shadow of the tree, Cui Xuezhi glanced at the training room from a distance, and said nothing else except asking him to smoke less as usual.
***
The training was still going on, and Qin Jue was sure that he had guessed correctly. Chu Lianhe definitely had some evil thoughts about Qi Ji.
Because not long after, he accidentally discovered that the screen saver on the other party's mobile phone screen that lit up because of the new message was a back view.
The color of the picture was messy, and there were a lot of eye-catching texture elements piled up. Probably few people could tell who it was at a glance, but Qin Jue knew clearly that it was Qi Ji.
After all, no one would be more familiar with that figure than him. If not, he would live broadcast and return all the 18 centimeters swallowed from his lower body.
'Targeting it on me because of this? So Qin Jue scratched his forehead without thinking at all, and was prepared to stick with Qi Ji at every opportunity to show his sovereignty. However, he soon discovered that as long as Chu Lianhe was present, Qi Ji was not as proactive as before.
During every break in the training room, as soon as Qi Ji realizes that Chu Lianhe has entered, he will push Qin Jue away lightly - his upright and upright appearance is obviously telling him that this place is not suitable for getting too intimate.
Qin Jue was confused, and when he saw Chu Lianhe's eyes chasing Qi Ji's face, he was even more sure that he had thoughts about Qi Ji.
A sour taste added to Qin Jue's taste buds rushed to Qin Jue's central nervous system, making him start to doubt his life—fuck, when did his little rabbit who was in heat anytime and anywhere ever care about this? Now he actually pushed him away for the sake of a little guy who obviously couldn't deal with him
Therefore, the breath Qin Jue held in his chest could probably last him three days and three nights of snorkeling: You are no longer my little lop-eared bunny, you are a little brat, and I will sell you to Sichuan.
However, this was probably because he didn't know that the reason why Qi Ji pushed him away was actually because he had a unique ideological baggage belonging to an 18-year-old boy: he was disappointed that he was not the youngest in the team now, but he also felt uncomfortable If you are too embarrassed to act coquettishly and cutely in front of other underage children, you have to be more mature.
So even Qin Jue himself didn't realize that he had put Chu Lianhe in the position of his love rival amidst the crackling keyboard sounds. The assistant teacher naturally couldn't see anything, and even dragged Qi Ji to observe Chu Lianhe's rowing. Qi Ji was silent, and it was difficult to violate the wishes of the coaching staff.
Under the lamp, Chu Lianhe had been working hard and carefully to confirm his playing style with Qi Ji. Qin Jue couldn't help but purse his lips as he listened to Qi Ji's answer, his mood constantly brewing and changing.
—'Okay, if you don't look for me when you pass by to get water later, I'll start to get angry. '
However, Qi Ji's footsteps passed by, and he was too embarrassed to come and provoke him.
—'... Okay, then I'll start getting angry again from the next glass of water. '
But next time, Qi Ji only stayed behind him for a few seconds and then left.
—'Fuck me...forget it, let's just say you kissed me through the air with your tongue. '
After a period of ideological struggle, Qin Jue found that he couldn't think of anything. Even when he wanted to take a furtive glance at Qi Ji beside him, he was still secretly pleased with himself - No way, who let me? Does the little rabbit grow up to be shy of the moon? It's normal to mess with any number of men.
So in the end, Qin Jue could only be like a deflated rubber ball. While killing people and collecting packages in the game, he thought about Qi Ji bitterly and sweetly, thinking that when the training was over later, he would have to rush up and carry the opponent. Just run away, leaving no time for Chu Lianhe outside of official business.
As for asking Qi Ji why he pushed him away, he planned to think about it for two more days and work hard to accumulate enough five-star anger points.
And the recent training doesn’t end just because it’s over.
Many times Qin Jue would beat him for an extra hour or two, and the newcomer would be even more ruthless than him. It would often be three or four in the morning when he still had no intention of leaving.
However, it is obvious that the two of them are secretly competing with each other, but in the end, it seems that Qi Ji often stays the longest—sometimes he will play a few games, and sometimes even if he looks at recent game videos from other divisions, he will not start. Walk.
When there were three people left in the training room, Chu Lianhe only talked to Qi Ji and never cared whether Qi Ji answered or not—
"Flower God, look at me killing Lao Lu and Lin Ran this time!"
"Flower Goddess, are your hands okay? Are you free to line up with me?"
"Oh... If you don't have time, forget it. I'll do the same thing myself."
"He can die. I feel like my driving skills have always been problematic... Flower God, Flower God, can you teach me tomorrow?"
Qin Jue was agitated, always feeling that he was secretly teasing the innocent and lovely Qi Ji with a pornographic accent, so he was immediately provoked and walked over to hug Qi Ji's neck, calling him sourly: "Xiao Qi."
The other party's eyes did not leave the target on the screen, but his face turned slightly red: "What's wrong?"
For a moment, Qin Jue felt that the aura of Chu Lianhe next to him had inexplicably increased, so he let go of his hand in shame and replied: "... It's nothing, just watch your thugs and guns."
Qi Ji glanced at the underage child next to him and explained like an adult: "...This is a sniper rifle."
"Oh." Qin Jue sat back and replied deliberately, "The sniper rifle is longer and thicker. It is the easiest to kill people. It also has a silencer when it is placed in the mouth. It is very good. I like to see it. .”
While Qi Ji was shy and didn't dare to do anything to him, Qin Jue used the corner of his eye to look at Chu Lianhe's expression, thinking that the other party would give up and retreat - however, although the guy was really staring at them , but there was no hint of displeasure at all. Instead, a touch of astringent red dyed the tips of his ears.
As soon as their eyes met, the other side avoided each other. Qin Jue couldn't explain why it was strange. It wasn't until late the next night when the team leader casually took a photo of the training room and asked Xuanfa to post it on the official blog that Qin Jue understood the truth.
In that photo, Qin Jue was holding a hawthorn stick in his mouth while smoking a cigarette to view the victory interface. This not only showed that the player was training hard to prepare for TIPC, but also used a snack that looked like a cigarette, highlighting the young man's The stock is pure energy.
For the leader of a wealthy team, capturing a few small details is just the simplest and mechanical procedure to attract fans, so as soon as the photo was released, the response from fans was particularly enthusiastic.
The comments on Weibo are full of feelings of distress and encouragement.
Someone asked how long you practice rescuing children in a day;
Some people lamented, "The sour girl seems to be a boy. When will she arrange a baby's full moon wine";
Someone said, "Yanshen, please go and have a rest. I'll buy you a ton of hawthorn sticks";
Some people also joked: When you come back from TIPC to make up for the live broadcast, we have already lined up to send Yanshen off. Don’t tire your body seven times a night (dog head).
"My fans are so good. I stayed up all night for three days and I was able to visit Jiading Fangtai. They are still worried about this." So Qin Jue glanced at the leader's mobile phone and couldn't help but sigh.
At this time, Shen Ye also laughed: "Yanshen, after you come back, it won't be appropriate for you to fuck the fans out of order~"
Qin Jue gave him a bad show of approval, while Qi Ji was like a frightened rabbit and said, "Can you put me first?"
"Ouch, you're too deep. What should I do if I'm drained by you?" Qin Jue joked and hugged him from behind. Over the past few days, he had completely mastered the method of teasing him - Qi Jiyue was blushing and trying to get away anyway. The more he clings to it, the more he takes the initiative until Qi Ji can't refuse.
In the past, when there was no sense of crisis around him, he probably wouldn't have dared to do this.
However, the look Chu Lianhe on the side gave him that he wanted to look at but didn't dare to look at him didn't seem to be jealous.
This made Qin Jue confused again late into the night.
Later, Qi Ji, who was lying aside waiting for him, was taken away by two old fritters. Only Qin Jue and Chu Lianhe were left in the training room. He also spoke unknowingly amidst the awkward keyboard sounds.
"...The coach told me to go to bed early, why don't you leave?" He clicked on the queue for another game and asked.
Chu Lianhe changed his enthusiasm in front of others, straightened the collar of his shirt, and replied: "I want to train well."
"... You want to train well, why are you messing with me?" The two of them were alone, and Qin Jue couldn't hold back his words. "We are considered temporary teammates, what good is it to you?"
Chu Lianhe turned his face, his clear eyes full of confusion: "Yanshen, did I offend you?"
Qin Jue saw his innocent face and stammered: "You, you deliberately prevented the captain from coming to the stage and prevented me from having dinner. Aren't you provoking me?"
The other party reacted for two seconds before frowning: "...you're talking about this? If you don't obey the command, you will be punished. I just envy such a rule. What's the problem? If you use guns like that at TIPC, who will be responsible if something goes wrong? ?”
Qin Jue was speechless for a moment, but she didn't believe that he could be so rigid at such a young age, so he counterattacked: "But you are clearly targeting me. Your fucking phone screen saver is still a picture of me - my boyfriend, no, my husband..."
Qin Jue's voice became softer as he spoke, and he felt his face burning. However, Chu Lianhe's eyes suddenly froze.
"...What are you doing?" Qin Jue was seen rubbing his sleeves to reveal his tattoo, but the other party's expression was unusually serious: "You seem to...still like him?"
Qin Jue was stunned for a moment: "... You're not talking nonsense. I like him so much that I don't dare to squeeze him too tightly."
He was willing to risk it all, but although the other party's ears became redder, his eyes did not move.
After a while, Qin Jue heard him ask: "Then... his hand is injured. It seems that he has been under a lot of pressure in the recent games. Your fans have been mindlessly complaining about him and made him cry. You, why do you ignore it at all?"
Qin Jue was stunned and almost didn't understand what he was talking about - competition pressure? Being trolled by fans without thinking
And...crying
The cold mechanical sound was still running. Before answering "I didn't see it", Qin Jue tightened his lips and realized that he had been ignoring Qi Ji's fascination that "mature men should carry it alone" Persistence.
—Perhaps when Qi Ji said this, he would close his mouth and clenched his fists in a very cute way.
Qin Jue did have a rough idea that Qi Ji had been blocking some things for him since his brother appeared, but he actually thought that as long as Qi Ji didn't report his worries to him, nothing happened
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There's something wrong with wps. I've been working on it for a long time and it's dead.
I'm going to post about a small wedding tomorrow. I'll update it the day after tomorrow. Let me know in advance.
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