Meng Yan was just joking. He thought He Changkong would ignore them, but who knew that He Changkong would speak in the group the next second.
[kong_]：If you have no place to sleep at night, you can come here and stay.
The shuttle bus that had been parked for a long time suddenly moved. Shen Yanming was not holding anything in his hands, and he stumbled forward unexpectedly. He hurriedly steadied himself, and his hand holding the phone slipped. When he stood firm and looked back at the screen, he realized that he had accidentally sent out an emoticon.
It is a GIF, in which a cat is pressing its head on another cat, and the cat being pressed is struggling hard.
The picture also says: Shout and see who will come to save you.
[kong_]：…
An ellipsis also appeared above Shen Yanming's head.
He really didn't want to show off at this time, but since he had done it, there was no point in saying that it was just a slip of the hand, so he posted another emoticon package from the same series.
It’s still the expression of a cat molesting a cat.
[Shrimp Slide World No.1]: [Today I will make you my cat.gif]
[Fat Beef Universe No. 1]: Oh
[Brain Flower is the best in the world]: This group of people is too gay, I'm a straight man, I'll leave first
[kong_]：…
Actually, Shen Yanming had considered the accommodation before he came. The staff in charge of the players' daily life said that the base had everything and he could just move in with his luggage. He didn't think too much about it. Anyway, there was a room for him to sleep in. It would be even better if he lived next to Kong. If he couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, he could arrange a solo or passionate double row.
I didn't ask first, so I didn't know that the room next door was used by them to store things.
After looking at the pictures sent by pudding, it is true that it will take some time to tidy up this room.
But if he was going to sleep in the same room with He Changkong first... he should choose to clean up the room.
Of course, it was definitely not because he disliked He Changkong. Shen Yanming explained.
[虾滑天下第一]: I'm just kidding, I'm not good at sleeping, it's ok to just put up with it normally, but you guys have a game tomorrow, I won't bother Kong Ge
The straight man who had been told to slip away first slipped back and asked a question.
[Brains are the best in the world]: Tell me, how bad is your sleeping posture
Another straight man followed immediately.
[The No. 1 Fat Beef Universe]: How do you waste it
Shen Yanming said that it was because of his bad sleeping posture, but he was not the type who would tear the bed apart after waking up. He just loved to hug things. When he was a child, he hugged a large doll. When he grew up, he felt that it was not manly enough, so he hugged a pillow and a quilt. If he slept with others, sometimes he would turn into an octopus while sleeping, and treat the person he was sleeping with as a pillow.
When he was still in elementary school, he went back to his grandmother's house in the countryside during the winter and summer vacations. Several children slept together, and Shen Yanming was always complained about.
It's a bit embarrassing to say this, but... this is actually the real reason why he doesn't like sleeping in the same bed with others.
All that happened a long time ago. He still hugs the quilt when he sleeps, but it’s hard to say whether he hugs people.
However, as long as there was a chance that his passive ability could be triggered, he didn't want to take the risk. What if he fell into a deep sleep and really used He Changkong as a pillow? It would be embarrassing, and it would affect other people's sleep and thus affect the game.
Shen Yanming was too lazy to explain so much and started talking nonsense in the input box.
[Shrimp Sliders Are the Best in the World]: How about you guys try it out first, and if you think I’ve done a good job I’ll let the flight attendant enjoy this service
[Brain Flower is the best in the world]: Claw
[Fat Beef Universe No. 1]: [Share Music-Green Light] g_
[kong_]: I'll ask Auntie to help clean up your room first.
[kong_]：Can I take the bus back by myself
[Shrimp Sliders Are the Best in the World]: Mom, I can do it!!
[kong_]：…
Shen Yanming withdrew the message and edited it again.
[Shrimp Slide World No.1]: Brother, I can do it [/shy]
When Shen Yanming arrived at the gate of the base, the sky was already soaked in ink. When he took his suitcase out of the trunk, he vaguely saw two people arguing under the shadow of a tree a hundred meters away.
One of them was also dragging a box.
Shen Yanming glanced over there. At first, he couldn't hear what they were talking about. Later, the person who was talking was probably too excited and spoke a little loudly. Shen Yanming was forced to eavesdrop on the quarrel.
It was still Lan's voice: "… What are you pretending to be? You're so hypocritical. Aren't you always waiting to see me laugh at you?"
The man dragging the suitcase was probably Lan who was kicked out.
Shen Yanming was afraid that it might turn into a violent scene, so he trotted over with the box in his hand: "What are you doing?"
Lan reached out and pushed the pudding in front of him. Pudding was just hidden by the shade of the tree, so Shen Yanming didn't see clearly that it was him.
Pudding seemed to want to say something, but he held it back. Lan looked at Shen Yanming again. Shen Yanming was expecting him to arrogantly say something like "Just wait for me" or "Don't be too proud too soon", which is a line exclusive to villains. Unexpectedly, Lan said nothing in the end, but just sneered in a rather arrogant manner, and then left with the box.
Shen Yanming watched him walk away, turned around and asked Pudding carefully: "What are you doing, Ding Ding Jiang?"
Pudding patted his head and said, "Little brat, call me brother."
Shen Yanming: "?" How come you and Meng Yan can do this to each other but he can't? You ask one or two of them to call you brother? Who isn't an old second-dimensional
"This guy is really strong, he pushed my shoulder and it hurt," Pudding rubbed the place where Lan pushed him, looked at Shen Yanming with some concern, and waved his hand, "I really feel sorry for him too, seeing him packing his luggage alone, after all, we have been fighting together for so many years... I think we have known each other for three or four years, I feel really sad... I just want to say a few words."
Shen Yanming asked: "So what did you say?"
Pudding: "I think that with his current status, no club in China would want him, unless there is a club that is too proud to take him. But he does have the ability. If he reforms himself, concentrates on training, and doesn't do anything fancy, he can still go to another league to start a new life."
Shen Yanming was so shocked that his mouth opened wide: "You really said that."
Pudding: "Yeah, there's a claw problem."
Shen Yanming: "...Are you sure you're not trying to seduce him?"
Pudding shook his head innocently: "I'm telling the truth, which decent club would dare to hire him?"
"This is the great Yin-Yang Master, who kills people without being seen. He must know now that he is a piece of stinky shit that no one wants, and you still have to mention it," Shen Yanming gave a thumbs up. "That's right, but for someone like him, he definitely won't think you are doing it for his own good if you talk to him. If he thinks you are persuading him, he should have listened to you when you first discovered that he was that way."
Pudding: "Forget about that idiot. I wish him a bright future and a smooth road ahead~"
Shen Yanming: “…” No, why does this Pudding Brother have a taunt buff when he speaks
But it sounds pretty cool.
I guess this person will have a thorny and slippery future ahead.
Pudding didn't want to waste any more brain cells on this matter, so he put his arm around Shen Yanming's shoulder and said, "Come on, I'll take you to where we live."
Shen Yanming arrived at the small villa where they lived. Originally, they said that if there were new members, they would have a welcome ceremony. Although there hadn't been any new members for a long time, the so-called welcome ceremony was just a reason for everyone to order some barbecue.
But they had a competition the next day, and in order to stay in good shape for the game, they didn't eat such greasy food late at night.
So there was no need to go through all the ceremonies. Shen Yanming tidied himself up, took a shower and lay down on the bed. He didn't know if it was because he couldn't fall asleep due to staying up too late or if he was just used to his bed, but after tossing and turning for several times, he finally got up from the bed.
He sat down at the table and took out a notebook from his schoolbag.
There was a letter that He Changkong had written to him last time tucked into the notebook, and he took it out and read it again.
He also wanted to write something for He Changkong, as a courtesy.
But I sat at my desk for a long time and couldn't think of anything to write. This is not like writing an essay, so I can just write something casually. The main thing is to convey a feeling.
In fact, he didn't mean any good thing, he just wanted to say "cheer up".
It's time to compete. Even though it's only the first round... we can't be completely careless, after all, we have a new team member.
But if I just write a word of encouragement, it seems a bit perfunctory compared to the letter that takes up a whole page.
At this moment, Shen Yanming hated himself for not being a literary youth.
After much thought, Shen Yanming finally copied down a few lines of lyrics that he liked on a piece of paper.
"I'm going to fly against the wind with a smile on my face. I'm still young and I'm not following the crowd. Come on, mom!"
After writing, he crossed out "Mom" and changed it to "Kong Ge".
After crossing it out, I felt it didn’t look good, so I copied it again.
After copying it again, he was still not satisfied with his poor handwriting and felt it was not presentable.
In short, he copied it over and over again several times and wasted several sheets of paper before he finally folded the small piece of paper, took it in his hand, and walked out of the room.
He Changkong's room was right next to his and was currently closed.
I probably wouldn’t go to bed so early, but what if I did
Shen Yanming squatted down, trying to judge whether He Changkong was asleep by seeing whether there was light leaking through the crack in the door.
Seeing the darkness, he was hesitating whether to put the small piece of paper in, but then he thought, what if it was swept away as garbage? Wouldn't he just practice calligraphy tonight? Or should he get an envelope? Or give it to him before the performance tomorrow
He was squatting in front of the door, thinking about which plan to implement, when suddenly a shadow overcame him.
He looked up.
Oh, it turns out that the light in He Changkong’s room was dim because he was not in the room at all.
He Changkong looked down at him: "What are you doing?"
Shen Yanming said casually: "... Uh, I'm going to put a small card in your room?"
You can't say that you want to slip in a handwritten letter that isn't really a handwritten letter.
He Changkong was puzzled: "Small card?"
Speaking of this, Shen Yanming became excited. He explained very skillfully: "Have you never received one when you stayed in a hotel? The kind called special service, with pictures of beautiful women printed on it..."
He Changkong had received it when he stayed in some cheap hotels, but he still felt confused. "You stuffed this into my pocket...?"
Shen Yanming didn't know how many lines on these small cards he had memorized. He said, "Different people bring you different passions. Lonely boys are waiting for you..."
He Changkong: “… Stop.”