Sniper is a little milk dog

On the list for the Korean Invitational, finally filled in the names of 4399 and help.

After Bai Tang found out that his visa had not been issued, he acted unusually calm, and even smiled with a relaxed tone, in turn comforting Lin Buyu: "It's okay, captain, no one would have thought of such a thing." Well. Actually, it was just right. I want to take a vacation with the captain to go home, because my mother sent me a message saying that my grandpa is not in good health recently, and wanted to ask me if I have time to go back and see my grandpa. You guys have to work hard , I’ll bring you pineapple cakes back home, they’re delicious, I don’t know if you’ve tried them yet.”

He adjusted his expression immediately, and smiled warmly, without showing any sign of blame or disappointment.Lin Buyu moved her lips twice, but she didn't find a chance to utter the comforting words that she had drafted for a long time in advance, so she could only say dryly: "Okay, come to my office, and I'll give you a leave note."

She buried her head and wrote the slip in silence, and when she handed the slip over to Bai Tang to sign, she said, "Be careful when you go home." After waiting for a while, she didn't hear Bai Tang's reply. When she looked up, she found that Bai Tang was turning his head and losing his mind. Looking out of the window, her round deer-like eyes were filled with sparkling tears.

"..." Lin Buyu pursed his lower lip, took another deep breath, raised his voice, and shouted again: "Baitang."

Bai Tang came back to his senses with a shock, blinked his eyes several times quickly, and when he looked at Lin Buyu, the tears before had disappeared, and he put on a smile without haze: "What's the matter, captain?" ?”

Lin Buyu felt as if something was stuck in his throat, sore and difficult to swallow.She didn't pierce Bai Tang's clumsy disguise, pretending that she didn't see anything, and said nonchalantly, "It's approved. You sign, buy the ticket and go back. Be careful on the way."

"Okay, thank you Captain." Bai Tang took the note, bowed and left.

Lin Buyu watched the thin figure disappear by the door, and was stunned for a long time.She always felt that there was something in her eyes, and she had a strong urge to cry, but she couldn't cry no matter what, like an old machine, desperately sending instructions to the rusty body, but the rusty gears But it couldn't work.

Manager Wang saw her in a daze as soon as he entered the door.He walked over and squatted down in front of Lin Buyu. When Lin Buyu was still very young, he also squatted down in the same way, squatting in front of Lin Buyu, keeping her eye level.Now that Lin Buyu was sitting, he squatted down and had to look up.

"Cry if you want." Manager Wang said gently: "Nine out of ten things in life are unsatisfactory."

Lin Buyu clenched his fists and shook his head vigorously.

"There's nothing to cry about." She calmed down now, with a strange determination on her face: "I'm fine, manager. I still have a lot to do, and now is not the time to cry. Life is full of bad things Eighty-nine, where are you going now?"

Manager Wang didn't say anything more.

At the end of the evening training, Chu Ci also chatted with Jing Muyu about it.

Their training usually ends at 10:30, and then the players have free time.Usually from 10:30 to [-]:[-], they will line up by themselves, or rehearse and cooperate with each other; after [-]:[-], they will go back to the dormitory to have a midnight snack, and then play with their mobile phones for a while to sleep.

Chu Ci seventeen, when the body grows, the hunger is very fast.I don’t feel it when I’m concentrating on playing games, but when I turn off the computer, it’s like a hand is scratching my stomach, scratching my heart with hunger.After finally waiting for the takeaway, he was pouring the sauce on the lotus root slices. The lotus root slices were sliced ​​very thin, translucent pink-purple, and evenly rolled with red oil; Jing Muyu just came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, wiping his hair, sit next to him.

Chu Ci first forked the lotus root slices and brought them to Jing Muyu's mouth naturally.Jing Muyu also naturally opened his mouth to bite, and when he lowered his head to chew, Chu Ci sighed with emotion:

"You said that Baitang was almost lucky. He was ill last time, but this time he didn't pass the visa. It's like being targeted. It's miserable."

He knew that because of that mysterious similarity, Jing Muyu always paid more attention to Baitang at the beginning; this time when Baitang had an accident, he simply brought it up first and discussed it together.

Jing Muyu himself didn't care much about this statement, biting a slice of lotus root and said vaguely, "Luck? If you say that, I'm almost lucky to be a world champion, and you're almost lucky to be a world champion, too. Hey, it's so spicy."

He gasped for water to drink, Chuci thought it was funny and thought he was so cute, and wiped the red oil on the corner of his mouth: "That's right. I just think it's a pity, after all, the four of us have cooperated for so long. When things come to an end, he won't be able to get on."

Jing Muyu became sleepy after two bites, and pushed the rest of his bowl to Chu Ci: "It's not bad, he's only eighteen, as long as his level doesn't decline, there will be many opportunities in the future. Besides, if we play well this time It’s rotten, he’ll get better as soon as he comes back, then he’s the savior, a good chance to be famous.”

"Bah, bah, how can you say that," Chu Ci was annoyed and funny: "Who would curse himself like that before the game."

"I don't believe this," Jing Muyu didn't care, he knew that most professional players have their own little superstitions, but he didn't: "If you lose, you're doing it yourself, and if you win, you're playing well, it has nothing to do with anything else." .”

After he finished speaking, he was about to get up to wash and sleep, but Chu Ci grabbed his sleeve: "I believe it."

Jing Muyu waited for him to continue.

"You know, I started watching your games in S4. Of course, I also managed to make up for the S3 games afterwards," Chu Ci smiled: "Didn't you have a three-game losing streak in the summer game? At the beginning of the fourth game, the wind was against the wind, and I was stunned at the time. I passed a temple after school, and I didn’t believe it at first, so I went in and worshiped it that day.”

"Later when I went home to watch the live broadcast, you turned the tables against the wind and won. From that day on, I have believed in this." Chu Ci opened the phone case and took out a note: "Afterwards, I will come out to play professionally and lose. Take this out for a game, say goodbye, and imagine yourself on the court. Although I know the chances of you coming back are slim, you are my belief."

Jing Muyu looked at the paper, it was a printed photo, it was his back in the old WTF uniform, with thin shoulders, sharp lines, half an inch above the shoulder blades and rhomboid muscles, and TREE printed in black.

"At first it was a black and white one, but later it was printed in color," Chu Ci was still explaining, "Because it felt unlucky."

Jing Muyu looked at the photo over and over again, imagining how Chu Ci, who was twelve or thirteen years old at the time, had nowhere to go and ran into the temple, and felt so moved and moved.He always wanted to say something, preferably with a little humor to break the sensational atmosphere, but what he blurted out was not so beautiful:

"It seems that on the night of the S4 finals, you must have tried a lot to save me."

Immediately after he finished speaking, he realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, but Chu Ci laughed.

"Yeah," he said, smiling relievedly, but with a lingering sense of soreness: "I watched those three scenes with my palms folded in front of the computer, and then I didn't sleep all night. , At worst, wait another year, wait for an S5, I am not dead, I can afford to wait. Later, you announced your retirement."

Jing Muyu listened, the feeling in his heart was indescribable, like knocking over a spice rack, it was sour, bitter and spicy.

He didn't have to put his hands together the whole time. He remembered that in the three rounds, he was snowballed against the wind and flattened, and he was hanged without exception.The disadvantages of the whole process, of course, you have to pray the whole process.

"Later, I thought a lot, and I forgot how I thought about it. Anyway, I decided to play professionally." Chu Ci stretched his waist: "After passing the online trial training, I will go abroad, and I will take your Photos. You know, professional players always have some superstitious little habits, such as lucky mouse or lucky posture. I have seen some people who have to nod their heads three times in a certain direction when they sit on the seat. I also have it. I like to put you I keep the photos of my photos in my pocket, so I feel very solid and solid. I don’t know if you have listened to the new song released by S7, legendsneverdie, legends never die, they all said it was written for the big devil joy, I don’t know I think, I personally feel that this is writing about you."

Of course Jing Muyu had heard of it.

When the world calling you, can you hear them screaming out your name

When the world calls for you, can you hear them screaming your name?

Tree.

"..." Jing Muyu moved his lips twice, unable to speak.It seemed that there was a hot tide, overflowing in the chest cavity, wave after wave.

After Chu Ci finished speaking, he smiled at him who was still standing there: "What? Are you dumbfounded by my deep feelings, my brother?"

Jing Muyu came back to his senses after being teased by him, of course he would not admit it, and ran to wash up with red ears.Chu Ci solved the rest of the supper by himself, chewing until his cheeks bulged and crunched, while teasing Jing Muyu: "Brother, I didn't say, you have been working professionally for so many years, and you are still as innocent as an amateur. what happened……"

Jing Muyu held his toothbrush in his mouth and slandered: each other, it's rare to see someone as bright as you when you first debuted.

After he finished washing, he picked up the garbage that Chu Ci had eaten, and took a marker pen on the table.

"Where's your uniform?"

"In the closet, what's the matter?" Chu Ci was surprised when he heard the words, and raised his eyebrows: "If you want to hug and sleep, don't hug the clothes, such a big living person is here, hug me."

Jing Muyu ignored his boring hilarity, found his team uniform from the closet, and threw it to Chu Ci: "Hold." He hugged the upper half of the clothes to Chu Ci, and pulled out the hem of the clothes side.

Seeing the white marker pen in Jing Muyu's hand, Chu Ci already had a vague premonition: "What are you doing, brother?"

"Recharge your faith."

Jingmu Yu said concisely.He buried his head, turned out the hem of his clothes, and signed his ID on the hem.

Tree.The white paint is drawn stroke by stroke on the black uniform, like an unforgettable brand.

Chu Ci's hands trembled a little.He wanted to touch the edge of that e, but Jing Muyu grabbed it.

His male god squatted in front of him, frowned, and looked at the signature: "Don't touch it, it's not done yet, it's not good to spend it....Is the signature not very good-looking? Or you just sign it, I... "

"Looks good," Chu Ci picked him up from a half-squat, hugged him tightly, put his cheek against Jing Muyu's warm shoulder, and repeated, "It looks good."

He turned his head sideways, tightly hugged Jing Muyu's not broad shoulders, and closed his eyes.

"Congratulations, the faith recharge was successful."

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Both of them can send sugar at such a tense moment...I really convinced orz