Flame Covers the Sky[Entertainment]

Xing Tian failed to win the final championship after all.

The doctor said that Xing Tian exhausted a lot of physical strength, the large blood vessels in his nasal cavity ruptured, his body has reached its limit, and he can no longer do any strenuous exercise, otherwise it will cause shock or even life-threatening.

Knowing Xing Tian's stubborn temper, Lu Jinrong and A Xu knew that even if the blood tank was empty, they would last until the end of the game. They made their own decisions and asked the doctor to add some other ingredients to Xing Tian's hemostatic medicine.Xing Tian fell asleep shortly after finishing the medicine. The Kazakh players who won the other group in the semi-finals won without a fight and easily won the championship.

The grand bonfire party was held as scheduled. People, regardless of race or age, put aside their troubles and sorrows, sang and danced on the beautiful grassland, and enjoyed this happy night to the fullest... Perhaps after tonight, few people will I remember the hearty games they cheered one after another during the day.

Xing Tian slept very deeply. When he opened his eyes, it was already two o'clock in the morning.Maybe it was because the surrounding atmosphere was too quiet. Under the dim light, Xing Tian looked at the adhesive tape and needle holes left by drips on the back of his hand, and his mind instantly cleared——

He missed the honor he most desired.

Tasting the taste of losing for the first time, Xing Tian buried his head in his knees, his head was empty.

His nose is sore and sore, damn it, he really wants to cry this time.

In the shadow behind him, a warm hand caressed Xing Tian's shoulder.

Xing Tian was startled, and immediately put on a cynical mask, pretending that nothing happened: "Yan Zixiao?"

"Hmm." It was me.

"I slept until the middle of the night, and you didn't wake me up, which caused me to delay the game. I will deduct your wages and bonuses."

Yan Zixiao didn't respond to the non-aggressive words of "punishment", but instead asked, "Are you feeling better?"

"Tch, I'm not a cute little girl, just a nosebleed, and I'm not a big aunt, I can't die." Xing Tian laughed uncontrollably.

"A dog can't spit out ivory." Yan Zixiao cursed, but his subordinates still couldn't control them, and brought a stainless steel insulated lunch box.

"Warm porridge, do you want to drink it now?"

A scent of rice penetrated his nose, and his empty stomach immediately growled, Xing Tian said: "Drink."

Xing Tian used the small bowl that came with the lunch box to hold a bowl of porridge, in case Xing Tian lost his appetite, he put some pickles and fermented bean curd on top, and served it in front of Xing Tian.But Xing Tian didn't raise his hand.

The two stared at each other, and the atmosphere was a bit delicate.

"Aren't you going to feed me?" Xing Tian asked.

Hello?Yan Zixiao's face was sullen: "Are you a three-year-old child?"

"Of course not." But Xing Tian didn't intend to let go of this opportunity to take advantage of Little Swallow, so he played what he thought was the most superb acting skill, covered his chest delicately, and said weakly: "Hey, I have a good head Halo, didn’t you feed me last time when I had gastroenteritis in Oil City?”

Look, the problem is just getting used to it.This time Yan Zixiao was determined not to serve the eldest young master, so he put the bowl on the table and said coldly, "It's up to you."

Xing Tian shrugged his shoulders, and held back his delicate womanly look: "Cut, it's boring, you don't give me any face."

If Yan Zixiao doesn't feed himself, he can't treat his stomach badly because of it, not to mention his stomach is only a few days old.Xing Tian lazily picked up the bowl, the hot porridge was sweet and tempting, but he didn't seem to have eaten the black lump on it.

Yan Zixiao saw Xing Tian's doubts, and explained wordlessly: "That's a side dish for dinner."

"Can't you get some decent side dishes?" Xing Tian criticized the porridge sent by Yan Zixiao like a husband who dislikes his wife's poor cooking skills.

"There is nothing to eat in the kitchen, and what is there is meat, you can't eat it." I heard that tonight's bonfire party is the biggest in recent years in xx Town, and it is more lively and fun than the Kazakhs. It is estimated that the rations stored in the kitchen have basically been emptied.

Xing Tian took a sip of porridge, stared at the bowl, and said to himself: "The mayor said that if he wins the wrestling competition, he can enjoy the juiciest lamb leg roasted at the party all by himself."

"And that wolf fur, it will definitely look majestic if you wear it on your body. The young man who won the championship is as black as a piece of coal, and the white wolf fur obviously doesn't match his complexion..."

"It's a pity that the sturdy little pony was given to our son as a pet. I think he will like it very much."

"If I'm more confident, I won't sleep like a useless person all night..." Xing Tianyue said in a lower voice: "Director Yan, at the beginning, my goal in the competition was only you. But when I really stand on the field, facing Facing an arrogant and strong opponent, I felt uncomfortable when I heard the fallacy that everyone thinks that "Han people are not suitable for wrestling". Now, the young master can still throw his opponent to the ground and call him dad..."

Yan Zixiao couldn't help laughing: "Xing Tian, ​​you are too competitive, but some things are predestined, for example, you have to admit that since ancient times, the physical fitness of the brave nomads is better than those living in the farming civilization. For you and me, there are people beyond the human world, and there is a sky beyond the sky, some things cannot be forced, only by calming your mind can you live a more comfortable life."

Xing Tian admits that Yan Zixiao is right, but he just doesn't want to lose, doesn't want to accept fate, the greatness of life lies in resistance, apes evolve two legs and a developed brain only when they resist natural disasters and beasts, revolutionaries resist experts| Repression and poverty have further promoted social changes, and the country can only gain respect and freedom for the people by resisting foreign aggression... For the individual Xing Tian, ​​the more difficult and challenging a thing is, the more he will put down his dignity Yes, so he can shoot martial arts without a double, can have a grateful heart to his fans and colleagues, and can desperately prove that he is a bloody nosebleed hero in a trivial wrestling match.

However, the outcome of not believing in fate turned out to be - he lost the game.

Kind of ridiculous!

But should you give up?

No, if he could do it all over again, he would still be a hero.

After finishing the porridge, Yan Zixiao put away the bowl and said, "Here is something for you."

Full of warmth and thoughts of lust|desire, Xing Tian smiled frivolously: "Does Yan mean that seeing me lose, she wants to make a promise with her body to comfort me who is depressed?"

"What nonsense?" Yan Zixiao was speechless.

"I'm the richest man in the entertainment industry. I can't say enough. There is nothing I lack in this world—" Xing Tian changed the subject and said sweet words of love: "But apart from you, Yan Zixiao, what I want most now is It's you."

Yan Zixiao patted Xing Tian on the head, "If you talk nonsense, believe it or not, I'll sew your mouth."

"You can't bear it, my mouth is a treasure, haven't you learned it before?"

"Xing Tian!!!" Yan Zixiao was furious.

"I'm not exaggerating. For example, if I lick your ears casually with my mouth, you can get an erection."

Snapped--

Yan Zixiao stretched out his hand, and slapped Xing Tian on the right cheek unceremoniously.

"Wuwu, you hit me again, what will you pay me if you break the relationship, let me declare in advance, what I want most is, you." Xing Tian recited the flattering love words again in a different way.

Snapped--

Misfortunes never come singly, the symmetry of the palm prints on the face is the ultimate beauty.

"In the future, if you talk nonsense again, just wait to be slapped." Yan Zixiao didn't feel sorry for the big star's skin that could be broken by blowing bullets, and picked up a bag from the ground and threw it on the big star's face.

"Oh, my nose!" Xing Tian said in pain. In order to stop the bleeding, he still stuffed Yunnan Baiyao tampons in his nose.

"open to take a look."

"What is it?"

"What you want most."

"Isn't it copying your 1:1 inflatable doll?"

Yan Zixiao raised her hand, showing no sympathy, and greeted Xing Tian's face.As a result, Xing Tian seemed to have anticipated Yan Zixiao's move, grabbed Yan Zixiao's arm, and before Yan Zixiao could react, he got close to the painted face with two slap marks on it.

The lips of the two touched lightly.

Xing Tian let go of Yan Zixiao, and immediately lay back on the bed, covering his face with the quilt.

Yan Zixiao has nothing to do with someone's sarcasm: "I'll go back first."

Xing Tian knew that the joke had gone too far, so he quickly lifted the quilt and called Yan Zixiao's name.

But the yurt was empty, and he was the only one left with a soft bag on his chest.

Xing Tian opened the packing bag in disappointment, and was shocked for a long time in silence——

The heroic wolf eyes, sharp fangs, and fluffy and shiny animal fur all showed the brave and majestic temperament of the king of beasts.

But isn't this wolf skin rewarded to the champion?Why is it in the hands of Yan Zixiao?Why did Yan Zixiao give himself this treasure that he wanted so hard to get?

Xing Tian couldn't wait until the next morning, so he immediately called Yan Zixiao.

"See?" Yan Zixiao sat on the grass and lit a black-mouthed Marlboro. The spicy taste penetrated into his chest, and he slowly exhaled a puff of white smoke.

"I see, but isn't that wolf skin a prize for the champion?"

"Yes, but the champion gave it to you."

"Ah?" Is the Kazakh guy stupid? Not to mention the full meaning of this wolf skin, if you buy it in the market, you can exchange the scarcity and precious performance of this wolf skin for a car.

"He said you are a hero and worthy of a good wolf pelt."

"Wow, I'm really touched. I'm going to treat him to dinner tomorrow."

"He is from a nearby village, and we have to go to the coach station in the town at 10 am, so we probably won't be able to meet him."

"Okay, but God still favors me, Yan Zixiao, I said that people can't trust their fate..."

Listening to Xing Tian's endless chatter, Yan Zixiao looked up at the vast and splendid starry sky.

Beautiful prairie, see you soon!