【Han Zhang】Respiratory Function Theory

【On how an old man falls in love】

[Let's directly pull the evidence]

Han Wenqing also stayed at the club during the short vacation before the closed training camp. On the one hand, the online game guild sometimes needed him to help, and on the other hand, it was to help Zhang Xinjie adapt to the team.

Fortunately, Zhang Xinjie has been training with the team for several months, and he has basically adapted to the training rhythm. The main reason is the change in his role, and he needs to adjust to his new role.

Shi Buzhuan's skill points and equipment collocation are different from Zhang Xinjie's habits. The equipment has to be adjusted by the development department, and the skill points are adjusted by Zhang Xinjie according to his own habits.These changes must also be discussed with Han Wenqing. After all, the priest is on the field taking into account the existence of the entire field, and it is necessary to accurately understand the effects of his skills in order to cooperate best.

The adjustment of skill points was completed very quickly, and the adjustment plan for silver equipment has also been determined. Yang Li, the head of the development department, said happily that it would be completed within a week.

During this period, the manager also visited several times. Obviously, because of Han Wenqing's attitude, the club attaches great importance to this newcomer and cares about him very much.Zhang Xinjie is not a native of Q City. Since he was not sure how long he would stay here when he joined the training camp, he didn't bring much luggage. Now that he is going to take root here, he needs to have a variety of daily necessities. Suggest him to go to the nearby supermarket to purchase.

In order to avoid the crowds in the evening rush hour, Zhang Xinjie deliberately chose to go out in the afternoon, bringing with him the shopping list he had made the night before.

When I was going out, I happened to meet Han Wenqing coming out of the training room. Han Wenqing naturally asked him where he was going, and then walked with him naturally.

He said he wanted to buy cigarettes.

The two walked on the street facing the setting sun in the afternoon. Although it was already past the hottest time at noon, the lingering hot air in the air enveloped the surface of the skin. After walking a few steps, I felt that even my fingertips were about to burst Sweating, but it's just sticky all over the body, which makes people very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the supermarket is not far away. The moment I walk in the door and feel the air-conditioning blowing in, I feel comfortable all over.They pushed a shopping cart through the door and wandered around the supermarket.

Zhang Xinjie seldom came to this supermarket and was very unfamiliar with the layout. Han Wenqing didn't look much better than him. The two groped all the way according to the signs, and it took them a long time to collect the items on the shopping list.

When he was moving towards the cash register, he happened to pass through the electrical appliance area. Zhang Xinjie glanced over the shelf inadvertently. With a thought, he told Han Wenqing to please wait a moment, and walked to the back of the shelf.

After a while, he came back with a large flat box, which was about the size of a laptop box. Han Wenqing looked at the package curiously, but found that he could not distinguish the English instructions on the outer package, and silently Turned away.

The two settled the bill, packed the things and walked out carrying the bag. The box was too big to fit in the bag, so Zhang Xinjie had to carry it in his hand. Han Wenqing reached out to take it, and the two walked out of the supermarket with one thing each.

I just went out and stopped. The weather was fine just now and now it’s raining. The rain in Q City in June can no longer be called drizzle and slanting wind. People coming and going hurriedly sought shelter.

Walking back to the club like this would definitely get you soaked, Han Wenqing stuffed the cigarettes he just took out back into his pocket, told Zhang Xinjie to wait for him where he was, put down the box, turned around and went into the supermarket again.

Zhang Xinjie looked at the rainy sky. The dark clouds didn't look heavy, and the sky was still bright. Perhaps the rain would stop soon, he speculated.But he didn't stop Han Wenqing from buying an umbrella. After all, he was just guessing, and the rain in Q City was always unpredictable.

Han Wenqing soon came back with an umbrella, and he was naturally taller to hold the umbrella, and the two walked into the rain side by side.The rain seemed to be getting heavier, Zhang Xinjie was glad he didn't stop him from buying an umbrella, and hugged the shopping bag to his chest to avoid getting wet.

"Is this thing afraid of water?" Seeing his movements, Han Wenqing raised his left hand and asked.

"I don't know." Zhang Xinjie shook his head.

"Then you hold this, give me the bag, just tie the mouth of the bag."

The two exchanged the items in their hands. The box was a bit big, and Zhang Xinjie hugged it full, half of his shoulders were exposed outside the umbrella, and Han Wenqing pulled it back.

"The umbrella is a bit small, don't stand so far away." He frowned and said, looking at the rain screen.

Not just a little small, but also a little flowery.Zhang Xinjie looked up at the umbrella and complained silently in his heart.Choosing such a floral umbrella surface is quite out of touch with Han Wenqing's style.Perhaps this is the beauty of contrast that is often said now?

Sensing his gaze, Han Wenqing's expression became a little stiff, and he argued bluntly, "There's only this one."

Zhang Xinjie felt that if he said what he was thinking at the moment, everyone would probably take him as a joke, or think he was crazy, but he still felt that Han Wenqing who said that was a little cute.

Thinking of this, he smiled to himself.

"I think it's pretty good." He said, and his body turned outward again. The umbrella was really small, so he went out a little further away.

Han Wenqing didn't speak, and pulled him by the elbow to pull him back under the umbrella. He simply didn't let go, just pulled him all the way back.

That's fine too.

When they arrived at the dormitory, Han Wenqing helped Zhang Xinjie take the box back to his room, but was stopped.

"That's for the captain." He pointed to the box.

"What is this?" Han Wenqing held up the box and looked around.

"Shoulder massager." Zhang Xinjie took the box, took it into Han Wenqing's room, put the box on the table and opened the package. Inside was a strangely shaped object.

Han Wenqing sat on the chair under his signal, and let him spread the U-shaped shawl-like thing on his shoulders, fix it with a buckle in front, and then turn on the power.

Beating on the shoulders with a rhythm like beating a drum, and massaging from top to bottom, Han Wenqing suddenly understood what the picture of beating the drum on the package meant. He turned his head to look at Zhang Xinjie who was seriously observing his reaction, and smiled rarely, although it was only a smile: "This thing is pretty good."

Zhang Xinjie looked relieved: "That's good."

Reminiscent of what he casually said a few days ago that blowing on the air conditioner would cause shoulder pain, Han Wenqing lowered his head and fiddled with the buckle, his smile never fading.

TBC