Auxiliary super fierce

After the rest day, the team resumed the usual training rhythm. Halfway through the schedule, NK is currently No.3 in the group. If you want to get more points in the spring split, the best in the group Choice, so as the schedule progressed, the training tasks became more and more heavy.

Fortunately, with the strengthening of training, the results have gradually increased. After losing to AST, NK has never lost a game.

After winning another round, Fang Chi rubbed his wrists, took off his earphones, and reached out to give Wen Tu a high-five next to him—Wen Tu wasn't quite willing to do this at first, and after Fang Chi stretched out his hand, he froze for a while before reaching out Hit him lightly.In the end, someone cut it into a gif and put it on the Internet, which brought a rhythm of disharmony in Bo NK's bot lane.

"With this kind of relationship, you guys can still play cp? Wen Tu really can't get along with any ad, right? Have you all forgotten about the fight with Ding Shengran?"

Wen Tu frowned after seeing the news, and took the lead in high-fiving Fang Chi in the next match, but was called a show by the rhythmic person.

Anyway, Rhythm Dog has something to say no matter how he does it, so Fang Chi simply took Wen Tu's phone and uninstalled Weibo and Tieba for him.

Because of this little episode, the two of them also developed the habit of high-fiving after the game. Fang Chi would occasionally pull Wen Tu towards him twice, and then wait for the assistant to look over, and then let go with a smile.

"Why don't you give Captain Peng a high five?" After bowing and stepping off the stage, Yi Fan leaned over to shake his wits, "Do you look down on Captain Peng?"

"What are you doing? I'll hold one of my two hands, Captain Peng will hold you again, and you will hold Qin Yu again," Fang Chi said happily, "Shall the five hold hands and circle around?"

"Doesn't this show that we are united." Yi Fan said, and pushed Qin Yu forward, "Isn't it?"

Qin Yu was talking to the coach, but he couldn't hear what Yi Fan was saying, so he nodded subconsciously: "Yes, you are right."

Peng Li walked in the front, expressionless, he didn't really want to hold hands with them.

After the interview in the interview room, several people planned to have dinner outside before returning to the base. Zhang Yingxuan was in a particularly good mood after he pissed off someone last time. This time he patted his chest and said I was a treat. of.

After winning the game, the atmosphere in the team was very relaxed. When they left the stadium, the topic no longer stayed on a small mistake in the team battle during the game, but happily discussed which restaurant was more expensive and could be better. Zhang Yingxian paused.

Zhang Yingxian thought for a moment that he had an enmity with this group of people.

At the end of February, the weather changed from warm to cold. When I first entered the venue, the sun was still shining brightly in the sky. When I came out this time, it was actually raining outside.

As soon as Wen Tu came out, he was chilled by the wind. He frowned and hid behind Fang Chi, took a few deep breaths, and came out after adjusting his facial expression.

"Oh." Yi Fan looked at the rain and clicked his tongue, "Do you still want to eat?"

"Eat," Zhang Yingxian was holding his mobile phone to locate the location, "It's not eating in the yard, what are you afraid of when it rains?"

There is some truth to this statement.

It’s just that it’s raining too much this time, and how to run with the wind all the way from the entrance of the stadium to the car at the intersection has become a problem. Even if the driver brings the car over, they have to walk a long way to get to the side of the road.

In the end, they had no choice but to go forward in the rain, and several people carried the peripheral bags upside down on their chests. Yi Fan shouted "Come on!" and rushed towards the side of the road. Qin Yula didn't hold back, and let out a cry Then rushed into the rain.

Peng Li clicked his tongue and ran out with his coach and Zhang Yingxian. Fang Chi and Wen Tu were the only ones left at the entrance of the stadium.

Wen Tu took a deep breath, and just as he stepped forward with one foot, something hit him on top of his head. With the familiar fragrance of laundry detergent, he paused for breath, and walked to the side.

Fang Chi was only wearing a T-shirt—his team uniform was draped over Wen Tu's head—and watched the heavy rain outside in earnest.

"I'll count one, two, three." Fang Chi leaned into his ear and whispered, Yi Fan, who had already run into the car in the distance, turned around and saw the posture of the bottom team, and couldn't help but flash a row of bullet screens in his mind.

Fang Chi: "Run on the count of three."

Wen Tu stretched out his hand to grab the clothes that were slowly sliding down above his head, and threw it back on Fang Chi, raising his eyebrows: "Come on, let's see who is faster."

Fang Chi took the clothes: "Why don't you follow the routine?"

"Are you filming an idol drama?" Wen Tu rolled his eyes at him.

There was a wind blowing, and the raindrops hit the face, which was very wet and cool.

Wen Tu waited for Fang Chi to put his coat back on, and after bouncing on the spot, he said, "Can you outrun me?"

"Although I'm walking around, it's okay," Fang Chi zipped up, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "But I still run pretty fast."

Wen Tu: "Oh."

Fang Chi: "Get ready—"

"Three!" Wen Tu rushed to answer, and rushed out. Fang Chi was stunned, smiled and cursed "Fuck me" before chasing him out.

The teammates in the car watched them.

Watch them quietly.

"Don't you think," Zhang Yingxian reached out to touch the coach, and said in an old father's tone, "Romance in the team affects IQ?"

The coach wiped off his glasses and put them on, took out the small notebook given by the analyst and said seriously: "Both Fang Chi and Wen Tu's statistics are better than before they fell in love."

Zhang Yingxian choked for a moment, but didn't answer.

Yi Fan saw Wen Tu and Fang Chi running closer and closer, and said in shock, "Are they dating?!"

Qin Yu glanced at him: "What do you think?"

Yi Fan couldn't figure out whether they were joking or serious, but he knew that Fang Chi liked Wen Tu only he knew, so in order not to betray his brother, Yi Fan said seriously: "I don't think so, two big men How can you talk about love?"

"En." Qin Yu responded almost inaudibly, fell back and did not speak.

Yi Fan let out a long breath, thinking, it's a good thing he didn't sell Fang Chi.

Fang Chi and Wen Tu over there finally ran into the car. The two arrived at the side of the road almost at the same time. Fang Chi let Wen Tu go first, and then he followed.Most of the clothes were soaked, and the bangs were wet on his forehead. Fang Chi simply brushed all his hair up, exposing his forehead.

Zhang Yingxian shook off the towel gifted by the organizer, and then asked people to sit in the seat, ready to drive.

The heater was turned on in the car, Wen Tu and Fang Chi sat together and took off their coats and wiped their hair. After the hair was no longer so wet, Fang Chi stood up and threw Wen Tu's towel back to Zhang Yingxian. With Zhang Yingxian's eyes of "Are you sick?", he sat down without any pressure.

The place to go was a bit far away, the driver played music softly and drove steadily.

From time to time, the raindrops left streaks on the glass, Wen Tu leaned his head gently on the seat, and turned his head to look out the window.The car bumped suddenly as it passed the road. He was lost in thought and almost knocked on the glass.

Wen Tu touched the glass with his finger in frustration, but inadvertently found that the inconspicuous reflection on the glass reflected the person beside him, looking sideways at him.

The rain outside the car decreased, making the interior of the car more and more quiet.

Wen Tu's heart suddenly moved, his eyes moved away from the car window, and he looked out of the window. He stretched out his hand to cover the face of the man reflected in the glass window, and slid it down slightly, just where his lips were.

"Wen Tu." The person next to him suddenly approached and whispered in his ear, "What are you doing?"

Wen Tu withdrew his hand, still looking out the window, without making a sound.

The row they were sitting in happened to be just the two of them, and there was no one behind. Yi Fan and Qin Yu in the front fell into a strange atmosphere again. They wore earphones and ignored each other. small space.

Fang Chi's kiss landed on the earlobe, Wen Tu shrank his neck subconsciously, was held down by AD again, and the kiss landed on his face again.

Wen Tu finally couldn't take it anymore and turned to look at Fang Chi.

AD's hair was still a little wet, and he didn't take a serious haircut after wiping his hair. It was messy, but there was an indescribable beauty about it.

Wen Tu collected himself, raised his hand and pressed down, signaling Fang Chi to come closer.

"What are you doing?" Fang Chi leaned forward, turned his head slightly, and sprayed warm breath on Wen Tu's face.

Wen Tu reached out to pinch Fang Chi's face, turned his head and kissed it.

Lips and tongues were entangled, the sound of water when stirring was overwhelmed by the sound of the car passing by the road, and when they let go, both of them breathed a little fast, Wen Tu's hand was still pinching Fang Chi's face, but only gently , more like rubbing his face with his fingers.

"What do you guess?" Wen Tu lowered his head, not looking at him.

Fang Chi smiled inexplicably: "Go back to the base and guess."