[Han Zhang] One thought

53.

The Han family’s New Year’s Eve dinner was so frustrating—thanks to Xiao Han, Han Wenqing’s butt landed on the sofa in no time, even at the dining table. On the table, he also had to be on guard against Xiao Han suddenly jumping on the table to disrupt the situation.Finally, Zhang Xinjie came up with an idea: "If you hold it, it won't jump around."

This opinion was unanimously agreed by the whole family—except Han Wenqing—and Han Wenqing had no choice but to hug his "cat son" on his knees, staring at the cat tremblingly while eating hot steam with his family Steaming dumplings.

Yes, family.

The scene in front of me is so beautiful that it is unreal. The dumplings on the dinner table are steaming, and the two elders are chatting with each other, and the news broadcast is still broadcasting on the TV for decades.Han Wenqing was surprised to find that Zhang's parents didn't have the habit of eating without saying a word, and he didn't know where Zhang Xinjie got his "eat without talking" style.

"They weren't like this before," Zhang Xinjie swallowed a dumpling, and explained to Han Wenqing in a low voice, "If I dared to speak at the dinner table before, my mother would definitely hit my head with chopsticks... After I left home, they I don’t care much about me, but I still have the same style. I guess I had a good time today, so I can’t take care of so much.”

"What are you two mumbling about?" Zhang Xinjie's mother finally found Han Wenqing and Zhang Xinjie who were "biting their ears" at the dinner table.

"It's nothing." Zhang Xinjie quickly shook his head at his mother, then turned to Han Wenqing's father, "The dumplings are delicious!"

Father Han also seemed to be very satisfied with his masterpiece, and told everyone to eat as long as they wanted, as long as there were enough dumplings.

Han Wenqing also lost the interest in bickering with his father, and he found a new pleasure - using emoji "fight pictures" with Zhang Jiale and Lin Jingyan in the WeChat group.

In the end, Zhang Xinjie, who helped his mother wash the dishes, joined the battle and ended the melee with an expression of "Han Wenqing pounding the table angrily".

"I'll go! Where did you get this picture?" Zhang Jiale suddenly became interested.

"No.11 regular season against Samsara, a reporter asked him at the post-match press conference why he was still occupying Tyranny's salary space at such an age and refused to retire."

"Fuck, you have a really good memory, why do I have no memory at all?"

"I have the impression," Lin Jingyan replied slowly, "Old Han lost his temper that once throughout the season. I was watching the broadcast at home, and I almost sprayed the computer screen with a sip of tea."

"Actually, he is quite sensitive to the issue of age, but he usually hides it well, but that time he was really in a hurry." Zhang Xinjie said frankly, his tone suddenly returned to that of the replay after the game.

"Well, I remember that the reporter's attitude was really bad at that time, and I don't know which company it was from..."

"I don't remember..." Zhang Jiale raised his hand in surrender, "Oh no, Lao Lin, you remember it very clearly! You are not reconciled to retiring, and you are hiding in the dark and secretly watching us?"

Lin Jingyan chuckled: "Aren't you the same? Old Han retired and you stayed to help Tyranny for another year. In fact, you can't let go of it?"

"Fart! Your brother and I are in good shape, so we can fight for an extra year!"

"You mean that Lao Han is not in good condition?" Lin Jingyan began to "flirt" with malicious intentions.

Zhang Jiale's adaptability is also strong, and he immediately found a way for himself: "Old Han is really concerned about Tyranny and overworked..."

"Are you finished?" Han Wenqing, who had exhausted all the emoticons, finally couldn't sit still.

"Hey, what's Lao Han's name? See you in the picture?"

"Why don't you say that the dog jumps over the wall in a hurry..."

"He's called a dumb man who eats yellow lotus, and he can't tell what he's suffering." In the end Zhang Xinjie made a final decision, and Han Wenqing was so angry that he almost smashed his phone on his head.

In the living room, the conversation between the two elders was still going on, and Han Wenqing and Zhang Xinjie couldn't get in the way, so they moved the battle to the bedroom.Zhang Xinjie turned on the computer on a whim, and suggested that brothers form a group and play another round of Glory.

"Okay, wait for me, go online immediately!"

Not long after, boxers and priests with the title of Baqixiongtu Guild appeared at the entrance of a copy of Glory. Zhang Xinjie reported the coordinates in the group. Soon, ammunition experts and hooligans arrived one after another, each followed by a A Berserker and a Rogue.

"Is this thief Fang Rui?" Zhang Jiale immediately became vigilant, "He came here to spy on the military?"

"Pull it down," the thief said with a bubble of words on his head, "What's the use of spying on you retired old men?"

"Then why don't you use the name of a qigong master?"

"Brother is willing to use thieves, can you control it!"

The "Criminal Combination" re-emerged, and the rest of them naturally did not dare to slack off. The Berserker swung his epee and charged forward without saying a word. Zhang Jiale shouted from behind: "Hey, slow down! Be careful! Bloodline!"

The pastor behind him read the note calmly: "It's okay, the treatment can keep up, no matter how bad I am, I will still be more than enough to nurse you."

Before the words were finished, the boxer had already rushed out, followed by ammunition experts and hooligans, just like the "Trinity" back then.The chant of the priest is interspersed in the meantime, using various healing skills to perfectly control the bloodline of the whole team.Everything is perfect except for a rampaging mad swordsman and a certain disruptive thief.

"I rely on Fang Rui, can you do it? What are you fighting?"

"Hey, I haven't played Thief for a long time, my hands are a bit raw..."

"Show face!"

Zhang Jiale was so angry that he was speechless, and Han Wenqing on the other side also yelled: "Sun Zheping, come back to me! Don't leave the scope of treatment!"

His yelling was too loud, and the knock on the door pierced through the defense line of the earphones, hitting his eardrums directly: "Wenqing, what are you crying about?"

Han Wenqing didn't have time to take off the earphones, so he just yelled out the door: "Mom, I'm playing games!"

"Oh, the majestic King of Fighters has to report to his mother for playing games!" Fang Rui, who was at the side, taunted him with the essence of obscenity.

"Let me let you go if you talk nonsense again." Zhang Xinjie finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Zhang Xinjie's threats didn't have any effect. In fact, his prestige as the former captain had long since been lost. The Berserker was still rampaging in the dungeon, and his bloodline was undulating like a roller coaster; Throwing it, it made everyone dazzled and complained endlessly; thieves were still loopholes in the team, and they dared to throw out all kinds of weird tricks, and in the end even Lin Jingyan couldn't bear to look directly at them; boxers and hooligans were fairly well-behaved, but they couldn't recover , In the end, the entire team was wiped out without any suspense, and a group of former masters stood at the entrance of the dungeon looking at each other, pushing each other with no morals.

"It's all damn Fang Rui's fault! A good qigong master insists on taking thieves, but he doesn't obey orders!"

"Who do I listen to command? One of you said to go east, and the other said to go west. Back then, the famous Tyranny F4 didn't even have the minimum tactical literacy, so blame me?"

"Ahem..." Lin Jingyan cleared his throat in embarrassment, "Jia Le, you played too wildly. When Sun Zheping charged you, you followed him. Husbands and wives don't take you with you?"

"Holy shit, Lao Lin, you are so protective of the calf, how dare you say me?"

"It's your fault!" Fang Rui aggressively started to make fun of Zhang Jiale, "The tactical cover that was agreed to leaked like a sieve!"

"Hehe, it's embarrassing to say that because the team is weak." Sun Zheping finally "joined the battle".

As soon as Sun Zheping opened his mouth, Han Wenqing didn't say a word: "Get out! You are the wildest in the whole team! You are in such a hurry, are you rushing to reincarnate?"

"Hmph, the person who hides beside the treatment and acts like a coward, is he ashamed to say me?"

"Bah! I'm protecting the treatment!"

At this moment, Zhang Xinjie was almost the same as two adults, and felt that he had entered a kindergarten by mistake: "Can you all shut up and listen to my instructions?"

But the situation was completely out of control, a group of people had a quarrel, Zhang Xinjie had no choice but to take off his earphones in despair, leaned back in his chair, and watched Han Wenqing quarreling with his old teammates in the game beside him.

It was as if time had flown back to those years, as if Han Wenqing was still the high-spirited Captain Tyranny.

The day they went to the airport to pick up Zhang Jiale and Lin Jingyan happened to be a sunny day, even though there was still a thin layer of snow on the street, the sky was bright blue.Han Wenqing finally drove his car, which he hadn't touched much since he bought it, and rushed to the airport with Zhang Xinjie.

Zhang Jiale and Lin Jingyan brought their "family members" as expected, but what they didn't expect was that Lin Jingyan summoned Qin Muyun, Bai Yanfei, these retired players without saying a word, and even called Li Yibo.A group of people huddled in front of the terminal building, as if Tyranny's team had just won a game and returned home triumphantly.

"Old Lin, you didn't say it earlier! There are so many people, my car can't fit at all!"

Zhang Xinjie gave him an idea: "Call Qiying and ask him to call the boss and manager, and drive over to pick him up together."

"That's right, call Xiao Song out to play, anyway, the team is still on vacation now." Bai Yanfei also chimed in.

Han Wenqing went to the side to make a phone call, leaving Zhang Xinjie where he was to chat with his teammates.After retiring, Bai Yanfei went back to his hometown to do business, and usually still pays attention to Glory and Tyranny; Qin Muyun joined a game company as a clerk, and he was still half-footed in the circle; Lin Jingyan was the only one left who was extremely mysterious, and no one knew about it. What has he been doing all these years.

"Old Lin, where have you made your fortune all these years? It's not really like selling duck blood vermicelli soup as it is said on the Internet?"

Lin Jingyan was startled, and Fang Rui who was beside him laughed out loud, "Boss Lin, quickly treat everyone to duck blood vermicelli soup!"

"How can it be?" Lin Jingyan waved his hands dumbfounded, "I went back to City N to study at university, and now I work in an Internet company."

"Good guy, we have another college student in Tyranny... Otherwise, I'll study one too?" Zhang Jiale suggested on a whim.

"Pull it down," Sun Zheping complained at him mercilessly, "Your brain? Don't think I don't know about your high school math test score of 17!"

"I rely on Sun Zheping, how do you know?" Zhang Jiale showed a terrified expression.

Sun Zheping had a dark face: "You told me yourself."

"It's okay." Li Yibo patted Zhang Jiale's shoulder in a considerate manner, "I got 18 points in the math test, so I'm just a little higher than you."

"I passed the test with an 8," Fang Rui added jokingly, "lower than you."

"I also failed a course..."

Zhang Xinjie said sincerely, but before he finished speaking, Zhang Jiale interrupted him: "Shut up, Xueba! 59 is more than a little higher than 17, okay?"

"That's also hanging..." Zhang Xinjie shrugged innocently.

Zhang Jiale wanted to continue complaining, but Han Wenqing came back in good time and told everyone that Song Qiying, the manager, and the boss were on their way. Arrive in Q city.

"Good job!" Bai Yanfei clapped his hands excitedly, "Why don't we let the boss treat him? Kill him hard!"

"What's the point of killing the boss? If you want to kill, kill Lao Han!"

"Okay, okay, please, please." Han Wenqing immediately raised his hands in surrender, and a group of people cheered, their laughter warming the air around them.Zhang Xinjie also laughed along with the crowd, and for a moment he felt as if he was still the brat in Tyranny's youth training. His teammates were all by his side and never left.

It seems that so many years have never passed - going around, you are still by my side, so good.

TBC.