[Han Zhang] One thought

05.

The month that Zhang Xinjie returned to City X was really "long" for Han Wenqing. At first they insisted on talking on the phone every night. Later, the frequency of calling became less and less, and turned into once a week, or even half a month. audio.Han Wenqing didn't complain about this either. On the one hand, he had too many things to worry about, and on the other hand, he and Zhang Xinjie really had nothing to talk about.

The content of the call was basically that I was "reporting" some of Tyranny's affairs to Zhang Xinjie like a routine, while Zhang Xinjie's side was much more noisy - from time to time, the sound of the TV broadcasting the news, and the voices of Zhang Xinjie's seniors came from the receiver. Conversation, ordering Zhang Xinjie to work in the dialect of City X... and what he said was nothing more than the weather in City X, the physical condition of the two of them, and some insignificant things that happened in the Zhang family.

Han Wenqing would often feel dumbfounded when he hung up the phone - he could almost feel the breath of fireworks in the Zhang family through the phone, but the house he bought was unbelievably deserted, after all, he was used to it Three meals a day were settled in Tyranny's cafeteria, and Zhang Xinjie lived in the dormitory for many years, and there was no furniture or electrical appliances in the room.After both of them retired, he thought about putting the renovation plan on the agenda, and was shocked to hear that Zhang Xinjie was going to study in City B, so it wouldn't be interesting to decorate the house...

However, when Zhang Xinjie was about to return, he told Han Wenqing about his specific plan on the phone.

It seemed a bit weird to talk about it on the phone, but after putting aside the many unfavorable factors in face-to-face, the two were quite frank.

"I signed up for a local cram school in Q City, with three classes a week; the school also contacted me, and they promised me that as long as I can pass the exam, it's not too difficult; however, I have to go to B tomorrow after the beginning of spring. City, I plan to live there directly to prepare for the exam."

"Then where are you going to live in City B?"

"It's not yet decided. My family has relatives over there, but their children are also preparing for the exam... I still plan to rent a room by myself to avoid disturbing each other."

"Ask Lao Wang for you? He seems to be engaged in real estate or something..."

"No need," Zhang Xinjie on the other end of the phone showed obvious shock, "It's not too difficult to rent a room near the school, so I won't bother Team Wang."

"Not necessarily, it's very difficult to rent a house in City B...but it's up to you," Han Wenqing also gave up competing with Zhang Xinjie on this kind of issue, and directly changed the subject, "Is the cram school you applied for far away? Do you want it?" drive you?"

"That's not necessary, it's pretty close there, three subway stops away from home, and you have to go to work..."

"Are you going to squeeze the subway? Do you want to be surrounded by people?"

"This—" Zhang Xinjie's voice faltered, and he replied vaguely, "Let's talk about it later, when I come back next week..."

After hanging up the phone, Han Wenqing thought about taking Zhang Xinjie home and the series of things that would follow, but Zhang Xinjie still caught him off guard—it was already after 10 o'clock at night when he arrived home, and Han Wenqing was playing at the Tyranny Club. After a whole day of meetings, he was lying on the bed and taking a nap at the moment.

He heard some rustling sounds, footsteps, water, and the sound of doors opening and closing, but he suspected that he was in a dream—because he was overdrawn by his professional career for more than ten years, he retired from the military. Han Wenqing's sleep was getting worse and worse, it was difficult to fall asleep at night, and he was often awakened by various dreams after falling asleep-but soon he felt that the mattress beside him sank, and the quilt with his own body temperature was covered Pull it over.

A hand was placed on his forehead: "Is it uncomfortable to sleep so early?"

"No," Han Wenqing stretched out his hot right hand from under the quilt, and held the other's palm, "I'm just a little tired."

"What about Tyranny?"

"Well, we will hold a team affairs meeting today to discuss Tyranny's plans for the new season, team building concepts, reinforcements, and so on."

Zhang Xinjie didn't answer this, and reached out to touch Han Wenqing's cheek with the other hand. Due to the poor blood circulation during the long-distance flight, his palm was still a little icy, but Han Wenqing's naturally high body temperature caused him some serious problems. A little bit of bothering—it was difficult for him to realize that his body temperature was abnormal, and he didn't even realize that he was sick.

"Do you need to take some medicine? I always feel that your temperature is not right, and your voice is a little hoarse."

"is it?"

Han Wenqing also realized that his throat was a little dry, but Zhang Xinjie had turned over before him, ready to go to the living room to get medicine.

He grabbed Zhang Xinjie's arm and said in a muffled voice, "Let's talk about it tomorrow, I'm a little sleepy."

"It won't take a few minutes to take the medicine." Zhang Xinjie pulled his hand away, put on his slippers, got up and left the bedroom, Han Wenqing listened to the faint movement in the living room, turned over impatiently, only to realize that there was something wrong with his body. Some hot.He reached out and touched his neck, only to realize that it was already drenched with sweat.

Not long after, Zhang Xinjie came back, holding a handful of pills and a glass of warm water in his hand.

Han Wenqing got up and took the medicine, put the cup on the bedside table, leaned on Zhang Xinjie's shoulder, and explained a few words to himself in a hoarse voice.

"I remembered, during the meeting today, the air conditioner was blowing directly above my head..."

"Don't sit in that seat next time," Zhang Xinjie patted his back and replied in a low voice, "You... take good care of yourself."

Han Wenqing's illness dragged on for more than a week, but considering that Zhang Xinjie had to go to the cram school every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, he still insisted on driving him to the cram school downstairs in the morning of these three days, and then Drive to Tyranny to go to work.

Zhang Xinjie couldn't resist him, so he had to take over the task of cooking on Tuesday and Thursday - these two days he could study at home, and Han Wenqing could also go home for dinner after a day's work.

Objectively speaking, Zhang Xinjie's culinary skills are really not very good. If Han Wenqing formulates detailed evaluation criteria to score them like he evaluates the development of Tyranny every season, he is probably just above the passing line.But he still expressed his full satisfaction with these two hard-won dinners. On the one hand, there are not many opportunities for the two to "have dinner together", on the other hand, "drink enough water with affection", this statement Not empty.

"How is your class going?" Han Wenqing asked casually after serving a bowl of rice to Zhang Xinjie.

"To be honest, it's a bit difficult... After all, I haven't studied for so many years, and I can't keep up with many subjects. I applied for another online class today and followed it. I hope I can make up for it."

Han Wenqing nodded silently, not knowing how to continue the topic at this moment.

"How about you? Is there a meeting today?"

"Well, it's still about reinforcement... What the management means is whether they can make some moves in the summer free market, and they can't just point at the training camp."

"Then what do you think?"

"That's enough..." Han Wenqing frowned, and a look of worry appeared on his face, "The current Tyranny, judging from the strength on paper, is not so attractive...We can only dig people. To dig out one or two role players, one or two pieces of the puzzle, the cornerstone of the team has to rely on itself."

"It's not bad to be able to dig a few pieces of the puzzle."

"That's right, this year's free market is really crazy. There are more wolves and less meat, and Samsara and Tiny Herb are willing to spend their money. Compared with them, we really have no advantage."

"Then is there any countermeasure now?"

Han Wenqing sighed and spread his hands: "No——I plan to go to the training camp tomorrow to see if there are any outstanding seedlings. I will pull them into the team first and cultivate them with competition instead of practice..."

"It's already reached this level?" Zhang Xinjie showed a look of surprise.

"It's not that bad." Han Wenqing shook his head, then frowned, "Now our team's basic organizational system is in place, the problem is the lack of rotation... If the free market can't recruit decent players , it is better to select people from the youth training camp, after all, they are children raised by themselves, and it may be easier to integrate into our tactical system."

"It's fine if you think it's okay."

Zhang Xinjie said so, but a look of loss appeared on his face.

"Don't worry about it," Han Wenqing said suddenly, "I have so much homework, why are you still thinking about Tyranny's affairs? Hurry up and go to review after eating, and I will do the dishes."

"Let me wash it." Zhang Xinjie quickly finished the food in the bowl, stood up and prepared to clean up the leftovers on the table, "You are still sick."

"Why can't even wash a bowl." Han Wenqing snatched the bowl from Zhang Xinjie's hand as he said that, and stacked it neatly.

"Then remember to take your medicine." Zhang Xinjie watched Han Wenqing's back as he turned back to the kitchen, and added behind him.

"understood."

Not long after, the sound of rushing water came from the kitchen, Zhang Xinjie heaved a sigh of relief, and turned back to the study.

Han Wen finished cleaning the dishes and tidying up the kitchen. When he returned to the living room, he found that Zhang Xinjie was still in the living room, bent over and standing next to the TV cabinet, burying his head in tossing with the router.

"how?"

"The router seems to be broken..." Zhang Xinjie straightened up and sighed softly, "My computer can't connect to the Internet, and I can't listen to online classes."

Han Wenqing squatted down when he heard the words, picked up the router and fiddled with it for a long time, and finally had to raise his hand in surrender.

"It can't be repaired...or I'll go out and buy you a new one?"

"No need, I'll just buy one myself after class tomorrow - you haven't recovered from your cold yet, just rest at home and don't go out to have a hair dryer."

"Then what about your class?"

"It's too late to make up on the weekend."

"Okay." Han Wenqing stood up and patted the back of Zhang Xinjie's neck. "You should take a rest first, don't be too tired."

"Hmm..." Zhang Xinjie nodded, and then seemed to remember something. "You haven't taken your medicine yet."

"Understood." Han Wenqing turned helplessly to get medicine and water for himself, "Can you stop acting like a child?"

Looking at his background, Zhang Xinjie lowered his head and secretly smiled.

"I'm done eating, boss," Han Wenqing walked back with a straight face, and stood upright in front of Zhang Xinjie, "Any other instructions?"

"No more," Zhang Xinjie couldn't help laughing, "What instructions does Team Han have?"

"No," Han Wenqing replied decisively, and then added, "What major do you want to study after you go to university?"

"Let's manage it..." Zhang Xinjie replied hesitantly.

"Management?" Han Wenqing frowned, and then showed a look of sudden realization, "It's quite suitable for you."

"What do you mean?" Obviously, Zhang Xinjie was still worried about his "leadership".

"It literally means... you learn management, and if you want to return to Tyranny in the future, it will be very convenient."

"Well," Zhang Xinjie nodded solemnly, "If Tyranny still needs me at that time."

TBC