After snatching the old Gong five heads

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The five-day vacation passed quickly, and the elimination trials of the Miracle Youth Academy also entered the final moment.

The following week, the second team of the club's PUBG division was formally established.

After dealing with the matters of the second team, Nan Jue brought the three of the first team back into daily training and a large number of small and medium-sized competitions.

Due to the variety of competitions in summer, the first team and the second team are divided into two groups, staggered to participate in competitions held on different platforms. The first team is mainly to go to Germany to participate in the PGI international competition training, and the second team is to become a professional in the true sense. Players, start to participate in the official competition.

August [-]th, eleven fifty in the evening.

Nan Jue pushed away the computer chair, looked up at the wall clock on the wall, and greeted the twin brothers who were still live, "I'm going back."

JokerG was having a heated fight with passers-by, and replied without looking back: "Boss, let's go!"

The seven K children who went back to the dormitory half an hour earlier are sitting on the bed at the moment, holding a tablet computer in their hands, a pair of earphones hanging on their ears, with curved eyebrows and little faces with little emotional changes. A faint smile.

The moment Nan Jue entered the door, what he saw was the scene in front of him. His eyes touched the shallow dimples of the young man, and his heart was inexplicably itchy.

His handsome eyes flashed lightly, and with a stride of his long legs, he walked in front of his little boy in three or two steps, bent over, and lowered his head to plant a kiss on his lips.

With his lips and teeth parted, he raised his eyes slightly, and said in a natural tone, "Going out on a date tomorrow, Qixi Festival?"

The seven K comrades who were looking at the tablet one second and were attacked the next second, their faces turned red as if they were exploding, their hands holding the tablet hurriedly flipped, and they buckled the tablet upside down on the quilt, handsome On her beautiful face, there was a sudden expression of wanting to cry without tears.

Nan Jue, who usually kisses the little boy on the mouth and ears when he has nothing to do, saw his reaction, and the expression on his face was a little inexplicable.

It stands to reason that the little guy should be used to this kind of intimate contact. Why did he suddenly have this expression?

Just when Nan Jue was puzzled, Qi Qi had already stretched out his hand to tear off the earphone, and directly threw the flip-up tablet aside. Just as he was about to talk to Nan Jue, he heard the vibrating ringtone of the phone in Nan Jue's trouser pocket.

Qi Qi frowned.

Nan Jue took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, saw the caller ID on the mobile phone screen, and looked at Qi Qi with some surprise: "Your mother's phone number?"

When Qi Qi heard it, his eyes turned black. He opened his mouth and squeezed out a sentence with difficulty: "I was on a video call with my mother just now..."

"..." Nan Jue's hand holding the phone was extremely stiff, and the same expression was on his face.

Qi Qi raised his hand to his forehead, a little self-defeating: "You still don't want to pick it up."

He hasn't figured out how to tell his parents about it.

Hearing this, Nan Jue looked at him softly, stretched out his hand to lift his chin, lowered his head, kissed the corner of his lips comfortingly, and said softly, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

After he finished speaking, he tapped his thumb and pressed the connect button.

Seeing the little guy suddenly raised his head, staring at him and shaking his head, Nan Jue reached out and rubbed the top of his hair, signaling him not to worry, then raised his finger to the door and told him to go outside to answer the phone by himself.

Nan Jue said hello to Qi's mother who was on the other side of the phone, then turned around and opened the door of the dormitory to leave.

The moment the dormitory door closed, Qi Qi's cell phone rang.

He opened it and saw that it was Papa Qi's phone.

Nan Jue, who was separated by a wall, was explaining his attitude to Qi's mother on the other side of the phone in a low voice, serious and sincere.

On the other side of the wall, Qi Qi gave a hesitant "hmm".

Qi Yi's voice on the other end of the phone was a little tired, his tone was not good, and he couldn't tell if he was angry. He just asked, "Are you sure?"

Qi Qi was silent for a moment, and finally said: "Dad, I like him."

Qi Yi looked up at his wife who was standing in the garden on the phone at the moment, and sighed, "Since it's your own decision, Dad won't object."

"Thank you dad."

Qi Qi's voice hadn't finished yet, but Qi Yi poured cold water on it: "Of course, I don't support it either."

Qi Yi considers himself an enlightened parent, but when faced with this situation, he really can't be enlightened.

Qi Qi is still a child in his eyes, how can a child of this age understand the difference between love and life and marriage, not to mention that his son is born a kind and simple child, if he is hurt by such an immature relationship , how to go on in the future.

He lowered his eyes and repeated: "Father does not object to your decision, nor does he support your relationship."

Hearing this, Qi Qi took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and finally said those four words: "Thank you, Dad."

"You have grown up, you have to know what to do and what not to do, and you have to protect yourself."

"I know." Qi Qi obediently agreed.

Qi Yi, like Qi Qi, is a man of few words. Even in the face of this matter, he can only tell his son what to do in the way of talking between men.

After the call was over, Qi Qi stared blankly at the front and stared blankly for a while.

Qi's father's reaction was much better than Qi Qi's expected. He didn't reprimand, scold, or object. That sentence of not supporting gave Qi Qi even more courage.

When Nan Jue came back, Qi Qi had already recovered from the air, and was holding a notebook to write and draw on it.

As soon as he ended the call with Qi's mother, he hurried back to the room, thinking of comforting his uneasy little boy, who would have thought that the child looked okay.

You were so nervous just now, why are you so calm all of a sudden?

Doubtful in his heart, Nan Jue stepped forward and sat down beside his bed, stretched his head to look in his notebook, only to see crooked Chinese characters and some strange stick figures, and asked, "What is it?"

"A date plan." The seven K children continued their work without raising their heads, and their tone of voice was as honest as ever.

Nan Jue was amused by his appearance, and couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you look worried at all?"

The seven K children raised their heads, tilted their heads and glanced at Nan Jue, then took out the WeChat messages on their mobile phones, handed them to him, and said, "I think what the manager said makes sense."

Nan Jue lowered his eyes.

【Ye Junzhi: You don’t need to worry about your parents. What you should worry about is Nan Jue. After all, they are against Nan Jue. It’s him who should spend time and effort. Don’t think too much. 】

After reading it, Nan Jue clicked his tongue softly, "Yo, you're in a relationship with a dog-headed military advisor."

Qi Qi's cheeks warmed slightly, and he whispered: "I will worry about your parents too."

When Nan Jue heard this, his heart was bubbling with joy, but, "My parents don't need you to worry about it. They knew that I'm male and I like boys a few years ago. They just brought you home earlier and brought you home later. It’s just the difference to take home.”

Qi Qi frowned in disapproval, emphasizing: "I hope they like me." Instead of simply accepting.

"Similarly, I also hope that my parents like you." Qi Qi said, with a serious expression on his face: "Dad said he didn't oppose us, but he didn't support us either." In other words, Dad didn't do not like you.

Nan Jue didn't expect that the little guy actually picked up an international call while he was out to answer the phone. He smiled and reached out to touch his head, "Don't worry." There is still a lot of time, don't worry.

Qi Qi nodded when he heard the words, and after writing and drawing for a while, he was still somewhat worried, so he couldn't help asking: "What did Mom say?"

"She asked me to take good care of you. When we finished the competition in Germany and then went to London, she asked me to have afternoon tea." Nan Jue spoke in a natural voice, with a calm expression on his face.

Qi Qi knew that he wasn't telling the truth, but he didn't continue to ask. In fact, no matter what his mother said to him, her attitude should be the same as that of his father, but his mother might be more direct, not as straightforward as his father.

But since the captain didn't say anything, it must be that he already has a solution, or has solved the problem.

That's enough.