Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

"On the hillside, there is a team on the hillside of West 35..."

In the training room, Lin Qiuran sat attentively in the seat that belonged to Zhao Qichen.

It didn't take long for her information to be fed back, Xiaopang was holding a gun, and Lin Qiuran solved the team with a single operation.

Lin Qiuran couldn't help sighing.

No wonder boys like to play games with their girls. Boys with good game operations are really not a little bit handsome when they show off their operations.

Even Xiaopang, who weighs more than 200 kilograms, seems to be shrouded in a halo at this moment.

"Fatty, whichever girl you like in the future, take her skydive."

Fatty: "..."

When Lin Qiuran said this suddenly, Xiao Pang didn't know whether he should cry or laugh.

So he pulled a smile that was uglier than crying.

The whole game ended in 29 minutes and 35 seconds.

Looking at the magnificent statistics of the whole team, Lin Qiuran clapped his hands in satisfaction.

"Talented players understand?"

Although the trio couldn't figure out what Lin Qiuran's intention for playing games with them was, it had to be admitted that Lin Qiuran did have some talent in game perception.

Although her operation is not comparable to that of Zhao Qichen, the long absence made them feel the fun of this game besides competition.

"Sister Ran Ran, what are you messing about? Now is not the time for us to take you..."

Looking at Lin Qiuran's mood, he could still joke with them, and finally, Ma Hou couldn't help asking.

From today's breakfast until now, they haven't figured out Lin Qiuran's routine.

Subconsciously knew that Lin Qiuran definitely had a purpose.

Lin Qiuran smiled irrefutably, and gently took off the headset.

"That's right, it's not too late to forget that you are still at a critical moment."

Lin Qiuran's smile looked charming, but it didn't reach his eyes.

In addition, there was something in her words, and no one jumped out immediately after she finished speaking.

"Qichen, come out with me."

Zhao Qichen, who had his computer taken over, had been watching Lin Qiuran's actions without saying a word.

He didn't say a word until he was called by Lin Qiuran.

Quietly followed Lin Qiuran out.

A few people left looking at each other.

……

Lin Qiuran walked to the balcony first, with incomprehensible emotions in his eyes.

Hearing footsteps behind him, Lin Qiuran turned around.

Under the man's eye sockets, there was a circle of black as expected.

The messy red hair had grown black, the stubble in layers around the chin, and the thinning profile.

Lin Qiuran sighed slightly and began to organize her words.

"Have you seen it all?"

Lin Qiuran raised her head with questioning eyes.

She didn't even say what she saw.

Zhao Qichen was stunned for a few seconds, then nodded.

"kindness."

There was a little bit of relief in Lin Qiuran's eyes.

"I know that you have always believed in your own strength, just like you believe in yourself. I and the little fat horse monkey and old wolf, we all believe in you."

"But don't forget, you are a team, and the teammates behind you are all excellent players who can make shots."

"It's never been said that the captain must be the most c in the team, and the one who will always play the most stable."

"But when it comes to him, it must be the existence that every team member firmly trusts... Do you understand what I mean?"

Zhao Qichen behind him was a full head taller than Lin Qiuran, standing in front of Lin Qiuran, his black eyes were clear and transparent.

His emotions seemed to surge with mist in his eyes, Zhao Qichen lowered his head, and seemed to have listened to everything Lin Qiuran said.

Lin Qiuran saw what he said, how could Zhao Qichen not know.

Father, like son.

The team members couldn't understand Lin Qiuran's actions, but Zhao Qichen could see clearly.

In the game, Xiaopang's high-light operation, Laolang's stable development, and the horse monkey's most reassuring supply guarantee are clearly reflected in every training match of theirs, but I have completely ignored them.

If it is said that the turkey noodles this morning revived his taste buds, what Lin Qiuran said just now really woke him up.

The upper limit of SOD has always been limited to the upper limit of his personal strength.

All because of his lack of trust in his teammates.

"Now, everything is still too late."

Lin Qiuran put his hands on Zhao Qichen's shoulders, speaking earnestly.

Zhao Qichen just looked at Lin Qiuran quietly, and suddenly he was amused by her serious look.

"Ran Ran, this pot of chicken soup is much more delicious than your turkey noodles this morning."

For so many days, it was rare for Lin Qiuran to see such a knowing smile from Zhao Qichen.

Lin Qiuran stroked the hair of the big dog in front of him, as if cheering him on:

"You are already a mature cub, it's time to learn how to get along with other children by yourself..."

The hint in Lin Qiuran's words was very obvious. Although Zhao Qichen always felt that Lin Qiuran's movement of touching his hair was a bit strange, he couldn't tell where this strange feeling came from.

With a proud compliment to Lin Qiuran, Zhao Qichen turned around and walked in the direction of the training room.

……

After Zhao Qichen was taken away by Lin Qiuran, the remaining three were so preoccupied with each other, and no one asked anyone to take the initiative to talk, but the common low energy was obvious.

The capitalized word "mourning" hangs on the faces of the three.

Xiaopang seemed to be unable to bear this gloomy atmosphere any longer, and slapped the table vigorously:
"This is Shi Laozi's situation, Fatty, I'm going to suffocate to death."

"What's the wind, sit down and play games quietly."

The horse monkey was taken aback by Xiaopang's sudden move, and slapped him on the back.

"You still have the nerve to say it. If you hadn't said something cruel and left, would we not have a word with the captain these days?"

Xiaopang seemed to want to vent all the grievances in his stomach, and he scolded him without thinking about it, regardless of whether his words were right or wrong.

After hearing Xiaopang's words, Mahou froze for a moment, then turned around quietly without answering.

Xiaopang's arrogance seemed to hit a ball of cotton.

Looking at Mahou's quiet expression, Xiaopang realized that he had said the wrong thing belatedly.

"Uh, brother, I don't mean to blame you, I just think that your mood that day was a bit problematic..."

"No, no, we all had some emotional problems that day..."

……

The drawing became darker and darker, Xiaopang simply flattened his mouth.

The old wolf has been watching from the side, not knowing how to smooth things over for the two of them.

The atmosphere in the training room fell to the bottom again.

This continued sluggish state did not recover until Zhao Qichen came back.

"Everyone, I have something to say..."

Zhao Qichen cleared his throat and spoke in the direction of the three of them.