【Yu Huangyu】Qing Jia

·The next five seasons will be over!Then came six seasons!Champion champion champion! (beating chicken blood ing

Blue Rain didn’t have any accidents in the regular season of the fifth season—except that Troubled Night Rain couldn’t talk trash freely after lying down, which made him more elusive and stronger on the court, and Soksar’s weakness was also overshadowed by Yu Wenzhou. Take advantage of it even more frantically.

If you want to send Lan Yu's commander to the end, you have to pay a big or small price. After a year of training, Blue Rain's captain and trump card are even more brilliant than when they first debuted. No one can underestimate them. Huang Shaotian's ranking has been soaring in the league's technical statistics report, and more and more battles commanded by Yu Wenzhou are used for replay analysis by magazines or TV programs. Yu Wenzhou and Huang Shaotian were bothered by the sound of the rain at night. They used their own efforts to realize the promise they made to others and to themselves. When they took over Lan Yu, they had the responsibility and sincerely hoped that she could go further.

Home game, away game, replay, tactical arrangement, daily training... The busy life finally made them forget the small episodes of the summer break. In the end, Huang Shaotian's new bed sheets were left at Yu Wenzhou's place without picking them up. When he went back, he unceremoniously accepted Yu Wenzhou's set of bedding that was hanging on the balcony of his house as compensation. Blue Rain's captain prefers all kinds of cool colors, and that set of bedding was also light blue.Song Xiao once came to his room to look for him to copy the game, and he happened to have that set, and Mr. Keyan from Lan Yu immediately yelled and said, "I thought it was the captain's hobby, but I didn't expect you, Young Master Huang, to like this kind of thing too." ?Isn't it cold in winter?

In the end, Huang Shaotian didn't say the words that this is the captain's. Instead, he read Song Xiao's game introduction that he wanted to run away immediately.When Yu Wenzhou came back from talking with the manager, he happened to see Song Xiao coming out of Huang Shaotian's room next door with a dizzy face. As a good captain who is gentle, cautious and caring for the team members, he naturally wanted to ask, but Song Xiao's words made Lan Yu The captain also gave a shock:

"Captain, I think Huang Shao has been on the court for a long time, and the lethality of this game is getting higher and higher every day. I asked him to borrow the game and said that the bed sheets he made are a bit like your style. As a result, He was able to bring me a game strategy on this topic..." Song Xiao was in great pain, meeting Yu Wenzhou, the only one who could cure Huang Shaotian, was like seeing a relative: "Forget about the strategy, he gave me spoilers, spoilers! The game is spoiled, can I still play it!"

Facing the qigong master's accusation, Yu Wenzhou could only smile and express that Shaotian would get used to it sooner or later. Song Xiao looked at him with the eyes of "the captain can't be saved", and then said that it's no wonder I was in the training camp. I've heard your legends since I was a child, you two are really legends, it's too legendary.Then he floated back to his dormitory holding the USB flash drive like a wandering soul.

Yu Wenzhou originally wanted to knock on Huang Shaotian's door, but after thinking about it, he went back to his room.

He is currently using Huang Shaotian's goose-yellow bed in his room, which looks fluffy and warm in the early autumn sunshine.

Under such circumstances, Blue Rain's captain decided to be lazy, changed into pajamas and drew the curtains, planning to take a small nap and save the replay of the last away game until evening.

And Huang Shaotian, who was separated from him by a wall, was not so relaxed and at ease. Many things were done by the speaker without the intention of the listener, let alone an opportunist who is very keen on everything.He found himself unknowingly starting to regard certain things between him and Yu Wenzhou as some of his little secrets, like a dragon guarding the pearls and gems in his lair, and he was unwilling to be seen by others. It's very simple, if Yu Wenzhou came to ask and the thing belonged to Song Xiao, he would probably just pour the beans out of the bamboo tube and say clean, and complain about the other party's behavior of being too lazy to change the bed sheet back.But it was obviously different now—he was unwilling to say it, so he refused to say it.

Lan Yu's ace turned over and buried his face in the pillow. After washing the sheets twice, the only smell of detergent was left, but the light blue was indeed a bit like Yu Wenzhou.

When did it start?He thought, looking at the ceiling.

His memory is quite good, not to mention everything about Yu Wenzhou, it seems that from the first day we met, something that happened can still be clearly sorted out. The boy in the white shirt that summer has grown into Blue Rain's Reliable pillars, they fulfilled their promise at the time and stood together on the field. Yu Wenzhou was the most reassuring force behind him, and in exchange for his promise, he made himself the sharpest sword in the opponent's hand.Everything seemed to be in order, but it was subtly tied at some unspeakable place, which made Huang Shaotian, who had a keen mind, not know what to do.

The only thing he can confirm is that something is really wrong.

It's like starlight at night, snow falling from the sky, summer breeze blowing over the blue-shaded embankment, and autumn golden leaves covering the endless plains.

Just thinking about it makes me feel comfortable and at ease, but there is a faint uncontrollable anxiety.

He was in a daze for a while, and decided that since he likes to be with someone, he might as well act resolutely.Anyway, they have always been close enough. In Glory professional games, his name will always be the vice-captain next to Yu Wenzhou. Whether it is the formation of troops on the field or the analysis of replays off the field, they will always echo each other from afar—in fact, carefully Come to think of it, they've never been apart since the day they met that summer at training camp.

Yu Wenzhou was dreaming when he was woken up by the continuous knocking on the door. He couldn't remember what he dreamed in a dream, but he only remembered Huang Shaotian and himself.So when he woke up and found that it was the person in the dream knocking on the door outside, even Lan Yu's smartest brain stopped for a second reflexively, and didn't answer the door until the knocking sounded again.

Huang Shaotian stared at Yu Wenzhou, who was obviously wet-eyed and disheveled, and was still wearing pajamas, a little dazed.

"Captain, are you sleeping...? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I'm sorry I thought you were still awake at this time, you can pretend I haven't been here before, can you go back and sleep again!"

"Shaotian, come in." Yu Wenzhou opened the door, "I was just being lazy, and I just happened to be woken up by Shaotian."

As soon as Huang Shaotian entered the room, he saw the sheets on Yu Wenzhou's bed, and before he had time to react, he had already burst out laughing.

"Captain, are you still using it, are you comfortable?"

"It's very comfortable." Yu Wenzhou signaled Huang Shaotian to find a place to sit, and then he climbed back to the bed and hugged the quilt and leaned against the head of the bed. His body was still a little attached to the bed after waking up, but anyway, he was already used to messing around in front of Huang Shaotian. There is no image in a ball: "What does Shaotian want from me?"

"Well, I just want to take you out for dinner!" Huang Shaotian's eyes were bright, reminding him of the sunshine in his dream: "Suddenly want to develop a new snack bar! Captain, let's go out for a walk... If you are in a hurry It doesn’t matter if you refuse me! If the work is not urgent, can you accompany me?”

It was rare for Huang Shaotian to offer an invitation so directly and urgently. In the past, his style of painting was "if there is a job, forget it"-and even if he didn't, he would never be able to refuse every request of his swordsman.

Yu Wenzhou yawned a little again, smiling in the afternoon sun with crooked eyebrows.

"Then come back to review the game with me in the evening?"