Report, coaches produce and sell themselves [e-sports]

Seeing Meng He nodding, Shang Lu stopped teasing him, turned around and took him to exchange tickets.

There were a lot of people at the door, and Meng He didn't like crowding with people, so the distance between him and the coach quickly widened.

"Two people, me and..." Shang Lu was about to go through the security check, but found that Meng He beside him was gone. Looking back, he was squeezed to the back, so he said to the security inspector, "Sorry, my kid was left behind." .”

The security inspector became anxious when he heard it, and quickly asked, "Do you need to broadcast?"

Shang Lu smiled, "No need." Then he walked to the back of the crowd and reached out to hold Meng He's hand to prevent him from being lost again.

He took Meng He to the security check. The security inspector was taken aback when he saw the two of them, then smiled knowingly, looked at Meng He next to him and said softly, "Little brother, take off your hat after passing the security check!"

Although Meng He was reluctant, he still cooperated with the staff and took off his hat.

Shang Lu looked at his cropped head and didn't quite understand his taste. Meng He didn't go out much during the Chinese New Year, so his hair grew long, thin and soft and easy to touch. As a result, when the barber shop outside opened, he I couldn't wait to cut my hair, and changed it back to a tight cut.

He said that cutting his hair short could save a lot of unnecessary time, but Shanglu felt that his hair was too short, just like the little thorns on a cactus.

Meng He put his hat on as soon as he passed the security check. Just as he was about to adjust the direction of the hat, the hat was taken off by the coach.

Meng He lowered his head abruptly. With no cover, his defense was raised to the extreme, and his voice trembled slightly: "Coach?"

Shang Lu put Meng He's hat into his bag, and led him to look around, "Look, who is wearing a hat around?"

After speaking, he looked at Meng He again and said, "I know you wear a hat to hide yourself, but don't you think wearing a hat is more eye-catching?"

"But..." Meng He still lowered his head, and the sharp ups and downs of his chest already showed his panic at this moment.

Shanglu patiently persuaded: "Do you know why others look at you?"

Meng He shook his head.

Shanglu put his hands in his pockets, watched the little girls passing by always look at them, and said jokingly: "That's because Meng He has grown up and can attract little girls."

"I didn't!" Meng He looked up at the coach angrily, and said angrily, "The coach clearly knows that I..."

Shang Lu chuckled and didn't say anything more, but he still didn't return the hat to him, looked into his eyes and said seriously: "When necessary, you can hide behind me, but don't hide yourself, because you are very good."

Meng He, who was still a little flustered just now, smiled shyly when he heard what the coach said. Is the coach praising him?

"Okay, come here, go and play whatever you want, you have one day." Shang Lu said, and handed the map of the amusement park to Meng He.

Meng He opened the map and looked at it carefully, with a troubled expression on his face. He had a lot of thoughts, but he didn't know where to start.

Seeing that he did not speak again, Shanglu sighed helplessly, and closed the map for him, "Choose fear and worry you to death! Let's go, start from the nearest one."

Seeing these things in front of him, Shang Lu regretted what he said just now, but seeing Meng He's eager eyes, he decided to admit it and took him into the children's playground.

Although it is said to be a children's paradise, many parents are reminiscing about their childhood, so Shanglu and Menghe's entry is not very abrupt.

"Go!" Shang Lu took off Meng He's backpack and motioned him to play.

Only then did Meng He remember where they were, so he said, "Otherwise, let's change places!"

Shang Lu held his thin shoulders with both hands, turned him towards the balloon castle, and said, "Kids go play, adults look at the luggage, go!"

Meng He nodded, and climbed up the small castle step by step.After a while, Shanglu saw him slipping down the slide and rushing into the sea of ​​plastic balls. The first time was not satisfying, and he quickly got into the castle again.

It was rare for Shang Lu to see Meng He smiling so happily, and there was a smile on his face unconsciously.

Meng He slid into the pile of plastic balls again. Instead of going up this time, he walked to the guardrail with difficulty and asked, "Coach, are you really not coming?"

"No..." Shang Lu just wanted to refuse, but seeing Meng He's hopeful eyes, he sighed and agreed.He put Meng He's bag in the bag storage and walked into the small castle.

Meng He is already familiar with the way here, and walked in with his coach, but Phytophthora is 1.8 meters tall, and it is a bit stumbling to walk on his stomach in the small castle.

After sliding down the slide, Shanglu didn't say anything and didn't go up, so aggrieved!

Watching Meng He slide down from the top, Shang Lu picked him up from the ball pile and waited for him to stand firmly before continuing to play.The children next to him saw that the elder brother could lift the younger brother up with one hand, and they were very curious, and they gathered around to hug him.

Shang Lu watched the two children hugging his thigh, and looked at Meng He as if asking for help.

Seeing the coach's embarrassment, Meng He couldn't hold back his laughter for a moment, and lay down on the ball pile to coax the children: "Big brother's hand hurts, can little brother hug you?"

The children blinked and looked at the little brother, and replied in a childlike voice: "Okay!"

Seeing that his words were useful, Meng He stretched out his arms to take the children away, but as soon as the children let go, Shanglu, who had been standing still, made a movement. Shanglu strode forward and only wrapped his left hand around Meng He, who hadn't reached the waist of the child yet, kicked him out of the ball pile with a slight mention.

"I want to hug your adults." Shang Lu said, and followed Meng He out of the castle, attracting the eyes of a group of parents nearby.

He carried Meng He, took the bag from the storage room, and walked directly to the exit of the children's playground.

"Coach, let me down!" Meng He clutched the coach's clothes tightly, for fear of falling to the ground.Seeing the coach finally put him down, Meng He still felt a little weak in his legs.

As if to prove himself, Shang Lu said to Meng He word by word: "Although my right hand is injured, I am strong enough to deal with you."

Moreover, this child was already malnourished and was very light.

Listening to the coach's words, Meng He nodded quickly, "The coach is right!"

Hearing that he was so perfunctory, Shang Lu also looked at his hands suspiciously. He has always paid attention to physical exercise, and he is also following up with exercise after the recovery of his right hand. There is no reason why he should be disgusted by such a small bamboo pole like Meng He.

"Coach, let's continue playing!" Meng He said, grabbing the coach's sleeve and walking forward.

Shang Lu looked down at his sleeves, and reached out to break Meng He's hand away, letting him hold his hand.He coughed lightly and explained: "The clothes are quite expensive, so it's not good to wrinkle them."

Meng He held the coach's hand stiffly, not daring to move, and the expression on his face was also frozen, but the deer in his heart was almost killed.

Shang Lu accompanied Meng He to play the merry-go-round and bumper cars. When he came to the roller coaster, Meng He didn't say anything and ran away faster than anyone else.

In the outskirts, the other four members of ACD were lying on the grass enjoying the sunshine, while the other two seemed to be asleep, Meng Xing sneaked up to Lian Mu and asked, "Lian Mu, the coach really took my brother to the amusement park ?”

Lian Mu closed his eyes and nodded.

Meng Xing sat on the grass and sighed, very worried, "Although my younger brother really wants to go to the amusement park, he is afraid of heights!"

Lian Mu listened to Meng Xing's words, opened his eyes quietly, and said: "It's okay, you can let him threaten my master, my master is afraid of ghosts."

"Then is it really interesting for the two of them to go to the amusement park?" Meng Xing questioned, one is afraid of ghosts and the other is afraid of heights, and they have passed many items in the amusement park at once, what are they going to play?

Lian Mu shook his head, "Master has his own plans, and he won't let Meng He have any accidents."

As he said that, Lian Mu got up and dragged Meng Xing to lie down together. After returning from the New Year, they rarely had time to relax.

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He took Meng He around the playground. Although Meng He didn't say anything, Shang Lu probably guessed what he was afraid of, so he regretfully crossed off the last item of the original plan.

Shanglu looked melancholy at the Ferris wheel in the center of the amusement park. He believed the Internet's nonsense and set the final location on the Ferris wheel. Please pay attention to various groups next time you post on the Internet that says "best dating place" , especially those who are afraid of heights!

"Is there anything else you want to play? Are you tired? Do you want to go eat first?" Shang Lu asked with concern, and began to think about what else would be more suitable. He was a little distracted for a while, and didn't hear Meng He calling him.

"coach?"

Until Meng He patted him, Shang Luchai came back to his senses, "What's wrong?"

Meng He was a little embarrassed, he hesitated for a while before saying: "Can I take a photo with the coach?"

Worrying about the coach's embarrassment, Meng He immediately said: "It doesn't matter if you can't, I just feel that I can have fun with the coach today, and I want to commemorate it. If we don't shoot, let's go to dinner!"

"Of course I want to take pictures." Shang Lu reached out to Meng He, motioning for him to give him the phone.

"Think about where to take pictures. I'll ask passers-by to help you." Shang Lu said, turning around and asking passers-by if they could help take pictures. After all, Meng He's autism is not healed yet, so it's a bit difficult for him to ask passers-by for help.

Meng He obediently stood beside the doll waiting for the coach, his palms sweating from nervousness.

Shang Lu did not choose to stand on the other side of the doll, but surrounded Meng He with the doll, waiting patiently for passers-by to take pictures.

"You two are so pretty!" The passer-by couldn't help sighing when she looked at the photos on her phone. Sure enough, good-looking people look good no matter how they are taken.

Shanglu accepted it generously and thanked him. After all, he was used to being praised since he was a child.

Although Meng He, who was standing behind, did not step forward, he still bowed slightly to thank the passers-by for their help.

Meng He could still stare at the photos on his phone and giggle while eating.Shanglu waved his hand in front of his eyes, screaming: "Hey! Silly boy, wake up! I'm right in front of your eyes, don't look at me, you look at your phone?"

Meng He looked up and saw the coach's approaching face. He gasped and froze, not daring to move.

"Coach, you today..." It's strange, it's different from usual.Meng He originally wanted to say that, but felt a little impolite, so he didn't continue.

Shang Lu scratched the end of his eyebrows and asked, "Scared you?"

Seeing that Meng He was not used to it, Shang Lu didn't continue to befriend him, and the two of them ate a meal quietly and embarrassingly.

After the meal, Meng He and Shang Lu went to the parking lot to pick up the car. The coach didn't say a word along the way. Meng He blamed himself for seeming to have said something wrong, so he had to go back to the base bored.

Meng He was about to open the door to get out of the car, but found that the door was locked, "Coach, the door?"

"Forget it!" Shang Lu exhaled, unfastened his seat belt and faced Meng He, and asked, "You said to forget it, did you really forget it?"

Meng He still kept getting out of the car. Hearing what the coach said, he froze and replied in a low voice, "If the coach doesn't like it, forget it."

"What do you mean it's fine if I don't like it? If you stop insisting, maybe I'll let go?" Shang Lu got up, half-knelt on the car seat, with one hand on the passenger seat and the other on the car window Go up, circle Meng He in front of him.

Meng He looked back at the coach and found that the distance between the two was very close, so close that he could hear the coach's breathing.

"Can I still fight for it? It's been long enough." Meng He avoided the coach's eyes and lowered his head. He was worried about too many things. He was afraid that the coach would dislike him and that he would not be able to stay in the game if he didn't get good results. ACD stays with the coach.

Shang Lu was a little dazed, feeling a little guilty about Meng He, "Sorry."

"So the coach is rejecting me?" Meng He smiled wryly, clutching the hem of his clothes tightly with both hands. He wanted to escape, but the car door was locked and he couldn't escape.

Shanglu gestured to his arms, "Have you ever seen someone reject someone in this gesture?"

He sighed, sat back in the driver's seat, and said seriously to Meng He, "I've thought about it. I'm the only one who has been running away from the beginning to the end. I want to train you, but I'm afraid of delaying you, and I'm worried that you will be punished." Gossip attacks, so I simply don't accept it."

"But I figured it out, you are not afraid, what am I, a cheeky old man, afraid of?" Shang Lu said with a chuckle, and when he said it in his heart, he felt relaxed.

"Coach..." Meng He raised his head to look at the coach, his dim eyes lighted up again, faintly glowing in the dark night.But the light was very soft, like a feather, gliding gently over Phytophagolum's heart.

"Let's try together, but we can't let others know for the time being. Before PGC, you still focused on training, is that okay?" Shang Lu asked, he knew it would be unfair to Meng He, but the two of them still had a layer of identity , that is, the team members and coaches, they must shoulder this responsibility.

Meng He nodded heavily, he understood what the coach meant, "Coach, one day, I will become your well-known favorite."

He was born in the dark, but he was unwilling to stay in the dark. From the first day he saw Shanglu, he desperately wanted to go to the light.

Seeing the seriousness in Meng He's eyes, Shang Lu couldn't help approaching, but stopped in front of him, and asked, "Is it okay?"

Meng He pursed his lips and responded weakly.

Shanglu's lips were carefully attached to Menghe, and suddenly someone knocked on the car window.

The author has something to say: A little more code today, otherwise it will be uncomfortable to be stuck in the confession. I will definitely resume the update time QAQ tomorrow. The main reason is that the author has something to do with the three-dimensional, so it has been delayed recently.