How to Lead a Talented Team

"Return the clothes to you." Walking up to Jiang Fang, He Yuzheng thrust the clothes into his arms.

Jiang Fang took the clothes in silence and took them with him.

"You don't wear it?" He Yuzheng just stood still, and water droplets hit his neck.

Jiang Fang lowered his head, put on his clothes, and looked at He Yuzheng with a complicated look in his dark eyes: "It's ready."

"I didn't wash it."

Jiang Fang nodded: "Not dirty."

"Boom!" A loud thunder exploded above his head, He Yuzheng was frightened suddenly, grabbed Jiang Fang's clothes, and watched the raging wind and rain outside the balcony in shock.

"Back to the classroom." Jiang Fang held He Yuzheng's arm and sent him to the classroom.

"No, no, no! I have something to ask you!" He Yuzheng stuck to Jiang Fang, preventing him from pushing himself into the classroom.

"What are you two doing? Fighting?" Caring walked over from a distance: "It's raining, go back to the classroom and stand!"

Jiang Fang stood in the back row of the classroom, and He Yuzheng was fined to stand for half a class because he disturbed the students who were punished to stand. On this day, until school was over, only He Yuzheng who wrote the review and Jiang Fangshi who made up homework were left in the classroom. Only then did He Yuzheng find the opportunity to ask Jiang Fang.

"Did someone tell you something on the day of the match with Long Yun?" He Yuzheng just wrote the word "review" on the manuscript paper, and turned to ask Jiang Fang impatiently.

Jiang Fang's pupils tightened suddenly: "Who told you?"

"Sure enough." He Yuzheng got off his seat, and sat face to face with Jiang Fang across a table, with his hands on his chin: "Isn't this just a mentality? Don't take their words to heart, huh?"

He Yuzheng winked mischievously at Jiang Fang while talking: "I quarrel with you every day and you don't respond, why are they influenced by just saying a word to you? Tell me, what did they tell you? I'll come Help you analyze and analyze."

Jiang Fang looked at He Yuzheng, who was close at hand, trying to coax his smile into his eyes, held the pen hard, his lips turned white, and shook his head.

"Is it... related to me?" He Yuzheng spoke in a soft voice, cautiously.

Jiang Fang was stunned, and suddenly he didn't dare to look at He Yuzheng.

"It won't be affected in the future." Jiang Fang said in a deep voice. He raised his head and lowered his eyebrows: "It has nothing to do with you."

He Yuzheng nodded: "I won't ask any more questions, then let's talk about another matter."

Jiang Fang looked at him suspiciously.

"Why are you angry with me? You don't eat my candy, you don't want my homework, and you don't reply to my messages..." He Yuzheng said in one breath the most embarrassing things in the past two days. pour it out.

"Eat now." Jiang Fang choked out three words when he was wronged and stubbornly stared at by He Yuzheng's shining eyes.

He Yuzheng was taken aback: "Huh?"

"Let's eat now, is there any sugar?" Jiang Fang asked with his neck straightened, his ears turning red.

"Only gummy bears." He Yuzheng leaned over to get a large pack of colorful gummy bears from his drawer, and squeezed one in his hand.

Jiang Fang pinched the little bear's head, took the fudge from He Yuzheng's hand, stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it whole.

"Why did you swallow without chewing?" He Yuzheng looked at Jiang Fang in astonishment.

Jiang Fang choked, this time he took the initiative to pinch another gummy bear out of the bag, stuffed it into his mouth and pressed it against his cheek, his voice was vague: "Homework... I need your help, I can't do it .”

"Oh..." He Yuzheng secretly looked at the abnormal Jiang Fang, and sat down next to him in a chair to look at the homework book in front of him: "It's Chinese... I chose C for this question, because those who are high-ranking and widowed should read it." Hey, the fourth tone, the other sums are all pronounced the same as He Yuzheng's He."

Jiang Fang nodded, and when He Yuzheng saw him pick up the pen and write the word "He" on the other three and above, his heart throbbed lightly. He turned around uncomfortably, and went to get his own review: "You If you have any questions, just ask me, and I will write a review on the side.”

"Yeah." Jiang Fang continued to make up his homework. It was already dark, and the rain outside the window was strong and windy. In the brightly lit classroom, both of them were silently writing, exchanging a few questions from time to time. When Jiang Fang finished the Chinese, the electronic clock in the classroom It was already 07:30, he took out his math homework, and just about to call He Yuzheng, but found that he was lying on the table and fell asleep.

He Yuzheng's face was pressed against the pen and manuscript paper, the soft flesh on one side of his face protruded, and his mouth was slightly opened. The pink and purple blood vessels on his eyelids were soft and fragile, and the eyelashes drooped meekly, glowing under the incandescent lamp. Lighted and fast asleep.

Jiang Fangfang breathed lightly, his eyes became gentle, and he looked at the sleeping He Yuzheng quietly and intently. Jiang Fang's homework, so I got up late; I promise I will never be late again, and I will not give Jiang Fang homework again, firstly because it is wrong, and secondly because it is really difficult to write with my left hand!

Outside the window, he looked at the scene in the class with a complicated expression of concern. He originally wanted the two of them to go home today, but now he couldn’t open his mouth to break the current atmosphere. After standing for a while, he turned around and left. Classmate He Hui sent a message: "Your brother has a problem."

He Hui made a backhanded phone call, and only picked up the phone when he was concerned about the office: "Are you so concerned about your brother?"

He Yu smiled and said, "That's right, the little kite is the baby of our family, what's wrong with him?"

"It seems to be love for the first time." Caring said.

He Hui was quiet for a while. He thought he had skipped class again, but he didn't expect this to be the case. He reconfirmed: "My brother?"

"Well, your brother and a kid in the class."

"Hey, it's a good time to be close to the water. This campus romance..." Halfway through the teasing, He Hui realized something was wrong: "Aren't all the male athletes in the class except him?!"

"I didn't say no." Caring laughed.

"No, my brother usually likes to play with those athletes, I guess you..."

"He helps others with their homework, and even stays with them in school to make up their homework. Does Qihe do the same? Qihe seems to be a child." A few words of concern instantly blocked He Hui who denied it.

This time, He Hui was really quiet for half a minute, and then gasped slightly after being startled: "When you said it just now, I thought it was Qi He, so, in fact, that person is..." He Hui had something in his mind. Two words, in the next second, Caring said those two words.

"Jiang Fang."

Unexpected and reasonable, He Hui sighed: "I should have thought of it earlier... Thanks, don't tell his parents about this, it's best not to tell anyone."

"Don't worry, I'm an open-minded class teacher. As long as it doesn't affect your studies, there's nothing wrong with falling in love." Caring recalled the way Jiang Fang stared at He Yuzheng just now, and couldn't help laughing: "It's pretty sweet."

He Hui really didn't want to hear the details of his idiot cousin's relationship, so he hung up the phone decisively.

Sheng He played well in the other two rounds of matches in May, with one win and one draw. Jiang Fang scored twice in the winning game, and changed his sluggish state against Long Yun. He has already entered the top scorer list this season. Ten, media people predict that Jiang Fang has the potential to compete for the top scorer. After all, the super genius who turned out to be more eye-catching than the average star.

In June, Shenghe only had two games in the second half of the year, and the training of the players was not as intense as before, so Jiang Fang and Qi He couldn't escape the fate of going to the school.

"Jiang Fang, your things." Qihe came in from the outside during the recess, put a cup of milk tea and a thin envelope on Jiang Fang's desk, He Yuzheng looked at the milk tea eagerly, asking for debt Looking at Qi He: "Where's mine?"

"Go and buy it yourself." Qi He sat down, leaning against the wall and drinking his own milk tea.

"Then why are you buying for Jiang Fang?"

"Look carefully, did I buy it? It was given by Chi Xiaoling from the art class." Qi He pointed to the envelope on Jiang Fang's table: "There are still words on the envelope."

It was only then that He Yuzheng noticed the pink envelope with hearts and balloons painted on the cover, and stood up abruptly, staring at Jiang Fang who was picking up the envelope: "Don't drink."

"I don't drink it." Jiang Fang looked back at Qi He: "It's a rule that team members are not allowed to drink milk tea."

Qi He just took a sip, and put the milk tea on the table resentfully: "You don't want to report it?"

"With your 5.3 eyes, can't you see that the person sitting in front of you is your boss?! Do you still need him to report?" He Yuzheng kept looking at the envelope with a straight face, looking at the beautiful and long words on the envelope I knew that Chi Xiaoling should be very beautiful.

"It was really Chi Xiaoling who gave it to you?" Di Xin rushed forward, "The one who danced ballet on stage at the school celebration last year?"

"is her?!"

"That's not my goddess!"

......

A group of students swarmed over: "Quick, quick, see what she wrote?"

He Yuzheng sat back in his seat with all his strength, and the chair made a harsh "creaking" sound, but it was not enough to hear the sound of the whole class rushing over.

"Could it be a love letter?" Di Xin leaned on Jiang Fang's shoulder, staring at him enviously.

Jiang Fang put the envelope in the drawer, and stared indifferently at a group of gossiping people: "Class is about to start."

Everyone wanted to see what Chi Xiaoling wrote, but after booing for a while, Jiang Fang still didn't intend to show off in public, so he could only return to his seat disappointed.

"Help me return it to her." After class, Jiang Fang immediately put the milk tea and envelope on Qihe's desk.

Qi He: "? Why?"

"She said she wanted to make friends," Jiang Fang said.

He Yuzheng leaned against the wall and looked at the envelope, feeling as bored as in a sauna, unable to breathe.

"It's not very good to make friends. They are so beautiful and proactive. You won't suffer at all." Qi He raised an eyebrow at Jiang Fang and smiled meaningfully.

"Delay training." Jiang Fang returned to his seat after finishing speaking, without a trace of nostalgia.

"Do you want to return it?" He Yuzheng asked Qihe with a pouted mouth.

Qi He shrugged: "Otherwise, what else can we do?"

He Yuzheng picked up the milk tea and the envelope and stood up: "I'll return it."

The art class is just downstairs of class H. He Yuzheng was about to call someone Chi Xiaoling when he arrived at the door, when he saw a tall, fair and beautiful girl walking from the corridor. His eyes sank, and he stepped forward and asked: "Chi Xiaoling?"

Chi Xiaoling smiled upright and kindly, and her voice was soft and sweet: "Young Master, how do you know me?"

"This is something you gave Jiang, he doesn't want it." He Yuzheng didn't answer her, just handed her the milk tea and the envelope with both hands.

Chi Xiaoling didn't answer, and said unexpectedly, "Why doesn't he want it?"

"He said he was delaying training." He Yuzheng still raised his hand, his face getting more and more stinky.

"That's it...then let me drink it for you. It's delicious. I'll take this love letter back first, and I'll give it to him next time." Chi Xiaoling took the love letter back. Ambiguous affection: "It's quite difficult, but it attracts me even more, young master, do you know what type he likes?"