I will beat whoever eats chicken

Chapter 414 Huh?
"What Angkor said is that we are in different teams, and it doesn't mean we are enemies. It's normal to have a personal relationship." Maoji smiled awkwardly, "But he does have other intentions. Let me tell you about it. Don't tell anyone, especially the coach and the people above."

Wu Tong just laughed and didn't make any guarantees.

Maoji still opened his mouth and said, "I feel that there is something wrong with 3ma internally. Except for the captain Eva, no one else in their team has any sense of presence. You know, I think he may think you are very strong, so he wants to win over you and dig you out. The meaning of the corner."

Wu Tong nodded meaningfully, "It's kind of interesting, I heard that 3M has seven or eight members, unlike us who only have one substitute, I don't think they will be short of players."

"It's not a lack of people, but a lack of suitable people." Mao Ji said the truth, he felt that what he said was a bit too much, so he quickly fell silent.

"Hehe, he also dug you up, at least hinted at you."

"Yes... yes, but I still want to play in the DEA. I am the captain here. If the captain is gone, the DEA is over."

"Then what is your attitude towards him poaching me now? Do you want me to go over?"

"As the old saying goes, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Since the coach wants to mess with you, it's okay for you to take the opportunity to leave. Maybe you will have a better development in the 3ma team, and we will still be able to compete in the domestic competition. Meet, if we are defeated by you, the coach will definitely be scolded hahaha..."

Wu Tong kept nodding his head, as if what he said made sense, and he kept expressing his agreement with him.

"Mao Ji is right. Although he has his own selfishness, he hasn't shown anything to me. It should be regarded as taking advantage of the trend to push me to play entertainment games with Eva. There is nothing to say..."

He smiled and said, "Then let me think about it. I'm hiding up there now, and I'll go down after the coach leaves, so as not to embarrass everyone."

"Hey, that's the best way, then I'll go down first..." Mao Ji thumped down to the first floor, and the team members immediately complained dissatisfied, saying why he had been away for so long and had been waiting for him for a long time.

Wu Tong returned to his room, lay down on the bed, folded his hands under the back of his head, and stared straight at the ceiling.

He saw something strange from the snow-white top, it should be an illusion in his sight, he saw a face emerging from the ceiling, the white top wall was like a white milk-like liquid, squirming and rolling, highlighting a With a fearful expression, except for the sunken eyes, the facial features are extremely three-dimensional.

The edges and corners of this face, the cheekbones, and the details of the brow bones are very similar to Wu Tong's. It should be him himself, and his mental image is presented in front of him through hallucinations.

As that face became more and more prominent, Wu Tong's heartbeat became more and more violent... as if someone was beating a drum in his heart.

The face on the ceiling showed fear, but Wu Tong on the bed was unusually calm, and he could recognize some obvious hallucinations by himself, because these were too abnormal, and he hadn't lost his mind enough to be overwhelmed by such a strange picture. scared.

Wu Tong closed his eyes, he couldn't see that face, but in his imagination, that face broke away from the ceiling, turned into something like a white ghost and fell down, circling around his bed.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, and he relaxed. He was really going down. The solid mattress couldn't support his body. He had a feeling of sinking infinitely, as if he was falling, falling, falling...

Then he fell asleep. It should be due to the overwork last night and the fact that he didn't get enough sleep today, so he fell asleep so quickly.

Falling, falling... Waking up on the ground, Wu Tong was sitting at the table in his bedroom, not the bedroom of the clan villa, but the bedroom of his hometown in Jinghai.

There are test papers of various subjects on the table, which are actually homework, three papers for English, three papers for mathematics, three papers for physics...one paper for Chinese.

He spread out the last math paper with a headache, and saw that there were two questions at the beginning that were done in the previous two papers, and wrote the answers without thinking.

After doing three math papers in a row, he felt that his headache was much lighter than expected. He sighed and wrote calculations on the draft paper. After doing the calculations, he couldn't solve the answer because of his impatience. A bunch of numbers and letters were drawn into a mess, and the force was so great that the draft paper was pierced, leaving messy handwriting on the third sheet below.

Wu Tong threw away the pen and leaned back. The wooden chair creaked, and the wedge between the backrest and the seat became loose. If he leaned back a few more times, the backrest might fall off or break.

He closed his eyes and rested his mind, but he fell asleep because he was too tired. As a result, he quickly jumped up and sat up straight as if he had a nightmare, "Don't!"

Wu Tong suddenly looked around. He was at home, with the same pile of papers in front of him. He buried himself in the pain and struggled to choose the only correct word among the four options through grammar and tense.

There was the sound of high-heeled footsteps outside the door, he didn't look back, he knew who it was.

As the footsteps got closer, a jade hand with red nail polish put a cup of hot milk in front of him, "Are you tired from studying today?" It was Yu Xiaoxiao's voice.

Wu Tong nodded, and responded casually. His body was shaking, and every inch of his muscles trembled from the cold or fear.

Yu Xiaoxiao was standing right behind him, he could smell the milky fragrance, and the fragrance of the woman behind him, he could hear the rustling of the pen tip across the paper, and he could also hear the rustling of the woman behind him The sound of rustling, the sound of clothes rubbing against each other.

Wu Tong's arm holding his left cheek trembled so much that he couldn't lift his head. He put down his hand, stared at the English paper, shook his head violently to get rid of the messy thoughts in his mind, and focused on answering the question.

But the voice behind him made him unable to concentrate. Wu Tong's eyes widened, his pupils shrank, and his lips parted slightly. The bright lip color that Yu Xiaoxiao often teased looked better than girls wearing lipstick turned pale at this time.

The sound stopped, and Wu Tong's trembling muscles stiffened suddenly, and there were still signs of trembling only locally.

There were two hands lightly pressing on his shoulders, gently squeezing his shoulders, the woman's voice behind her was very gentle, completely different from Yu Xiaoxiao's usual gentleness!

"Did anything funny happen at school today? Tell me about it, I want to hear it, huh?"

"No... nothing, it's boring and boring."

"Really? Me too. It's not only boring, but also annoying. Do you understand? Huh?"

"Understood, but I'm very tired now, and I still have a lot of homework to do..."

The woman's hand went down from his shoulder, stroked his hard chest, and continued to explore...

(End of this chapter)