The anchor is CP physique

Just after the first month, the new season of this year has been put on the agenda.

The few catties of meat that Liang Dongxi raised during the New Year, fell back just a few days after the start of the season.

Rao was watching the video in the background, and he couldn't help but nervously raised his heart the whole time. The pressure faced by the official players who played in person was even more self-evident.Fortunately, most of the team are "battle-tested" veterans, and their basic anti-stress psychological quality and on-the-spot self-regulation ability are still passable.

But... there are exceptions.

After confirming that the players are in place for the second game, the head coach on the side looked at him signally: "We are here, so go to the lounge to see Xiaobei first."

"Oh." Liang Dongxi knew it when he heard the name.Just as he was about to go out, he suddenly thought of something and stopped.When he spoke again, he showed a cautious and hesitant expression, "By the way, uncle... well, Jiang Mu will come over later——"

Just in the middle of speaking, he was interrupted by the other party with a cold snort.Liang Dongxi had no choice but to keep his mouth shut.

Before Jiang Mu came home to pay New Year's greetings, his uncle's performance was exactly the same as Liang Qiling's, and he didn't give anyone a good look from the beginning to the end.Although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, Jiang Mu didn't think he would have any relationship with elders, but it was so bad that he couldn't fuck.

No matter how diligently he ran after that, his uncle's attitude could barely be improved from pouring water at the door when he saw the license plate number to turning a blind eye, listening and not hearing it.

All in all, Mr. Jiang Mu still has a long way to go.

But today's situation is different from the past. The stage competition has just started, and Liang Dongxi hasn't come home recently. He just stayed with the team in a hotel near the stadium, so Jiang Mu didn't come here this time to check his elders' favorability, but to visit the class. of--

Of course, there is a high probability that the uncle's treatment will not change much just because of his different purposes, and there should be no less cold eyes that should be given... The only good thing is that Liang Qiling has been unable to take it off on the court. Get out of the way, otherwise the situation will be even more difficult due to the multi-party melee.

Just thinking about how to reduce the direct contact between them, Liang Dongxi had already walked to the door of the lounge.

It was in the middle of the game, most of the staff were busy in front, and there was only one assistant on duty guarding the door.

Liang Dongxi pointed to the direction of the door and lowered his voice: "Is anyone inside?"

The assistant girl nodded, raised her hand to draw two vertical lines under her eyes, pouted and made a crying face, and then looked at him with bright eyes expectantly.

Of course Liang Dongxi knew what she was expecting, and reached out to push the door of the lounge.

Seeing his movement, the little girl seemed to be encouraged by some kind of encouragement. She clenched her fists with excitement and cheered behind her as if shouting a cheering slogan: "Northwest isreal!"

"..." Liang Dongxi paused, shook his head and continued walking inside.

The lounge was empty and quiet. At first glance, there was only a person lying on his stomach in the corner seat, with his head buried in his knees, and a slight sobbing sound could be heard occasionally.

Seeing that figure, Liang Dongxi sighed imperceptibly.

——This is the "exception" case.

"Zhang Xiaobei!"

Pretending not to hear the two cries, he yelled nonchalantly: "I've been looking for you for a long time, everyone is competing in front, why are you hiding here and sleeping alone?"

As soon as he heard his voice, the other party's shoulders trembled slightly, and he quickly rubbed his face on his trousers thoughtfully, before looking up.

It was still a rather immature boy's face, but his eyes and nose were red from crying.

Forcibly ignoring the tears that hadn't been wiped off the other's face, Liang Dongxi walked to the seat beside him and sat down, unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and handed it over: "What's the matter, you don't need to fight for the second round, just let go and run away What if you have to be replaced later?"

The young man took the water bottle, pursed his lips and remained silent for a long while before he said in a muffled voice: "It's impossible to replace me..." Thinking of something, his eye circles turned red again, "...Xixi, I've shamed you... ..."

Seeing that he was sluggish all over, Liang Dongxi didn't discuss with him the issue of "shame" or not.

Compared with other members of the Yinchuan team, the reason why the young man named Zhang Xiaobei in front of him is an "exception" is because he is a new player who just joined the team in the second half of last year—strictly speaking, Today is his professional debut.

It was the first time he played in the first game. It can be seen that the team's expectations for him are not low. It is a pity that this kid seems to be unable to withstand the pressure and made several serious mistakes. draw.The coaching staff also quickly made a decisive decision on this, and unanimously decided to replace him and replace him with another player.

——Then, the situation became what it is now.

It stands to reason that professional players will have special psychological counselors who will be responsible for the mentality problems that arise during the game. It was originally not Liang Dongxi's turn to intervene, but this has to talk about another "exception" in Zhang Xiaobei. "The place.

Although his professional talent is excellent, Zhang Xiaobei himself does not need to eat this bowl of rice. His family background is rich, and it can be said that he was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, so that he has a young master's temper that is not easy to get along with, and he doesn't listen to others' preaching during daily training. ...except Liang Dongxi.

——To put it bluntly, this kid seems to be his brainless fan.

Usually in the team, he followed him all the time, not to mention being a follower, even when he got his own professional ID, he followed him as a template.

Regarding gossip related to their idols, fans have always been the most informed. In just a few days, everyone in the fan circle has heard about it. Yinchuan's new team member North has become the new favorite of Liangdong (x)!

So, in short, after such a back and forth, those cp fans who can't relax in daily life started to make trouble again.Not long after the name of cp was decided, "Northwest", as a new hot stock, was quickly speculated by a group of experienced stock investors who were familiar with it.

Today's game not only received a lot of attention from outside fans, Zhang Xiaobei himself also wanted to perform hard in front of his idol and strive to hand in a perfect answer. Now that he lost the first game, one can imagine the frustration and sadness in his heart.

Seeing him like this, Liang Dongxi couldn't help feeling soft-hearted, and tried to slow down her tone of comfort, but unexpectedly, after a few words, she made him cry again——

"..."

Liang Dongxi, who had no experience in coaxing others, was dumbfounded on the spot, thinking about his inappropriate words, when someone hugged his shoulders the next second.

The young man probably felt ashamed himself, buried his head on his shoulder, and wept silently.

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When Jiang Mu came to the lounge, the first thing he saw was the assistant who was squatting at the door with her hands in her hands and her eyes full of dreams. Looking inside the door, she saw her boyfriend being hugged obediently, while being gentle and considerate A picture of whispering to the other party.

Unpleasant emotions spread in my heart, just for a moment.

Before smelling the smell of sour vinegar, Liang Dongxi saw him, and his eyes lit up - just in time!He happened to be out of words and didn't know what else to say!

Receiving his help-seeking eyes, Jiang Mu's cold gaze silently glanced over the team logo on the youth team uniform, suppressed the bored restlessness in his heart, and walked into the room.

He stood in front of the two: "How old are you?"

Liang Dongxi poked the shoulder under his hand.

Zhang Xiaobei also heard the footsteps of someone coming in, but he was still reluctant to raise his head. After being reminded by him, he reluctantly replied: "16... No, it's 17 after Chinese New Year."

Jiang Mu's tone was as cold as his expression, and his sarcasm was undisguised: "I'm still 17 years old and haven't been weaned yet, so I have to hug someone else to sit still?"

"..." Zhang Xiaobei's back suddenly froze.

Liang Dongxi also opened his eyes slightly when he heard it, and quickly blinked at him in a signal way - can you not be so aggressive when talking to rebellious teenagers?

Under the mental attack, Zhang Xiaobei silently let go of his hand and sat up straight.As he raised his face, a small wet trace appeared on the surface of the cloth on Liang Dongxi's shoulders.

Jiang Mu glanced, his eyebrows furrowed quickly in disgust, he stretched out his hand to unzip the zipper and took off the dress, threw it on the ground full of disgust, then took off his coat, and wrapped it tightly.

He looked at the young man next to him again, his eyes became colder again, and his words were as cold as ice skates: "I can't do my job well, I don't know how to pack up and leave, I only know how to hold others and cry. Now the team recruits new recruits What trash?"

……Hello!Too much!

Liang Dongxi held his arm firmly to stop his further venomous tongue, while smiling at people: "No, don't listen to him—"

Jiang Mu interrupted him directly: "Still leaving?"

Zhang Xiaobei's face turned blue and white, and finally he couldn't bear the humiliation and rushed out.

I had managed to coax the team members for a long time, but now they were blown away by his three or two words.Seeing the figure of the young man rushing out stumblingly, Liang Dongxi couldn't help being annoyed, and glared at the culprit in front of him: "Why do you always do this?"

"How?" Jiang Mu responded, and buttoned his coat slowly.

Stirred by this unrepentant tone, Liang Dongxi became even more annoyed, and blurted out along with the sulking: "Boss, I'm always so annoying!"

Jiang Mu's hands paused, his face suddenly sank, and he said coldly, "Because, I hate everyone in your team."

Liang Dongxi's lips twitched when he heard that.

The expression in Jiang Mu's eyes moved slightly, and he immediately added a sentence: "Except for you."

...Do you dare to stop being so strong in your desire to survive?

Liang Dongxi gave him an angry look: "You don't even know them, and they didn't mess with you, why do you hate them for no reason?"

Faced with this questioning, Mr. Jiang Mu said bluntly: "I hate it when you smile at them, and I hate when they touch you-is there a reason enough?"

Liang Dongxi was choked up all over.

"What's going on in your head? What's wrong with me smiling at others? When I lived in your house, I smiled at Uncle Zheng Fang all the time!"

Hearing these words, Jiang Mu nodded as if reminded of something, "Yes, it's best not to smile at Zheng Fang."

"..." Liang Dongxi was so angry that he was speechless.

Since Jiang Mu came in from the outside, his coat was significantly thicker than the one he wore before. The air conditioner was turned on in the lounge, and the warm air just hit the back of his neck. Apart from the itchy feeling, it was still too warm. Just want to change the location.

But as soon as he got up, the distance between him and the person standing in front of him suddenly shortened a lot.

Jiang Mu lowered his eyelashes slightly to look at him: "You think I hate you and you still want to lean in?"

Liang Dongxi rolled his eyes to the sky, he was really too lazy to continue talking nonsense with him, so he turned around and wanted to bypass him: "Oh, then I'm leaving."

But before he could take a step, he was grabbed by someone, pulled into his arms and hugged him tightly.

Liang Dongxi was wrapped in his arms, and while rubbing and rubbing to adjust a more comfortable angle for himself, he sighed symbolically: "...you said it yourself, are you tired after being so twists and turns all day long?" ah?"

Jiang Mu didn't say whether he was tired or not, but just hugged him and didn't let go.

After standing like this for a long time, Liang Dongxi reminded him friendly: "Sir, you are 29 years old after the Chinese New Year. Haven't you been weaned yet? You need to hug someone else to stand firm?"

"Ah."

"..."

Liang Dongxi felt annoyed and amused: "You have the nerve to accuse a minor, you are much more shameless than him..."

Jiang Mu's eyebrows moved slightly, and he lowered his eyes to look over: "You also think he is shameless, so why do you want to let him hug you obediently?"

Liang Dongxi was so embarrassed by his focus: "I didn't mean that, okay...he is still a child at all, how old is he?"

Jiang Mu raised his eyebrows slightly, and said calmly: "At the age of 17, sexual development tends to be complete, enough to have sexual fantasies about individuals who are in close contact with him—"

Liang Dongxi covered his mouth with a flushed face: "Shut up, you!"

Jiang Mu hugged his arms tightly, and his voice sounded muffled: "Don't always smile at them."

"... Otherwise, can I still hang my face in front of them all day long? Think about it for yourself, is that realistic or not?" Liang Dongxi tried to reason with patience.

Jiang Mu put himself in his place and thought about it for a while, and finally frowned slightly: "Where is it unrealistic, is it difficult?"

Liang Dongxi also frowned solemnly when he heard the words, and looked at him with a serious expression—in less than three seconds, he couldn't hold back his laughter soon: "Well, it's very difficult for me."

When he smiled, a shallow dimple appeared on one cheek, which was so cute.

Jiang Mu lightly kissed the dimple, and the words he whispered were rarely filled with grievances: "I won't smile at others."

"...exm?" Liang Dongxi immediately clicked his tongue, rather unconvinced, "Who are you bluffing? You don't know how to smile at others—it's not fair for you to do that!"

"How is that fair? What do you want from me?"

Liang Dongxi clapped his fingers and gave him examples one by one: "Of course you have to teach students in accordance with their aptitude for such a difficult task-you can go to Zhang Xiaobei later and apologize sincerely to him. Every time you meet in the future, you should greet him kindly, smile kindly, and be enthusiastic. Embrace……"

Sincerely disgusted with the scene he described in his mouth, and felt the depth of "unrealistic", Jiang Mu gagged his mouth involuntarily, and took a light bite of punishment.

"Have a meal."

After successfully ending the topic, Liang Dongxi sat down in another seat, and happily opened the insulated food box.

In fact, Mr. Jiang Mu's visit today was precisely because he complained aggrievedly about the food provided by the competition venue on the phone the day before.

Sitting opposite, Jiang Mu propped his chin to see his puffy cheeks, his eyes were slightly thoughtful, as if he had silently set a certain strategic goal, and said in a deep voice:

"You need to gain some weight."

Liang Dongxi was baffled, and glanced at him: "It's reasonable, what's good for you if you feed me fat?"

"Isn't it good to be less concerned about others?"

Liang Dongxi sipped the soup, curling his lips in the gap and muttering in a low voice: "This is harming others and benefiting oneself, right..."

When he was full and put down the bowls and chopsticks, the little assistant who had been paying attention to the movement at the door quickly came in and prepared to pack up his things diligently. One sentence:

"Fuyuki isreal!"

"..."

Liang Dongxi couldn't help being funny, and teased her: "If I remember correctly, didn't you still stand in 'Northwest' just now?"

As an omnivorous CP fan, the little girl has a sincere and sincere face: "To be honest, I am actually a member of the Western European Empire."

"What the hell... what empire?"

"Western European Empire——Western All Dafa is good! It's the CP centered on you!"

Regarding the explanation she gave, although Liang Dongxi didn't understand it, she felt it was serious. She only felt that it sounded like a high-quality Yazi. "Take me as the center..." He blinked and asked tentatively, "Does that mean I'm the biggest?"

The little fan smiled indulgently: "Yes, yes, yes! You are the biggest!"

After receiving a satisfying answer, Liang Dongxi was happy. Thinking of the question just now, she asked her for an objective and fair answer: "Then you said, playing such an important role in the novel should be the first protagonist. If you become a fat man after eating, wouldn't it be too indecent?"

"……Nope!"

Assistant Sauce conscientiously imagined the feeling of the picture: "The little brother's face must be rounder if he smiles more cutely, and the feeling of holding him is also—"

Halfway through speaking, she suddenly felt a chill on her neck.

Driven by some inexplicable sense of crisis, the word "better" was swallowed without uttering it. The assistant lady packed up the things efficiently without squinting, and quickly ran away with the weakness of her legs.

Averting his eyes from a certain black-faced god opposite, Liang Dongxi silently turned his face to the side, holding back a smile that made his shoulders tremble.

Jiang Mu lightly clasped his fingers on the armrest of the chair, and said expressionlessly: "It's getting cold, let the Western European Empire perish."

Liang Dongxi managed to hold back his laughter, his eyes were wet, and he asked for advice curiously: "Why, is General Jiang Mu going to rebel and usurp the throne?"

Jiang Mu looked at him with deep eyes, and there seemed to be something unknown hidden in the depths of his eyes, and he said in a low voice:

"Your Majesty... I will steal you away and lock you up."

The author has something to say:

Why don't I want to write when I'm locked up? I seem to have entered a period of burnout after the main text is over. This is the first time I have written a serious code word in the past week_(:з」∠)_

The purpose of writing this extra episode is actually just to let Jiang Mu say such an earthy love story——

#Why do you always have to do this?

#Because I hate everyone...except you.

I wanted him to tell me a long time ago that I have never been able to find a chance, how can I repair it!