Number one, please cooperate with my position

On the second floor, I would occasionally meet some passing youth trainees, who greeted Yanran cautiously. Basically, everyone knew the legend of the team who jumped to the first team without even entering the youth trainee team, Moon.

Rumor has it that she was chosen by God Yu himself.

Yan Ran could only type silently.

-[Kneel down and sing courage]: Are you here? The door is not locked and can be opened directly.

-[Yan Ran]: We're on the second floor, wait a minute.

The youth trainees went downstairs scatteredly, Yan Ran took the medicine box out of the convenience bag, crumpled the bag up and stuffed it into his pocket.

He didn't know why Yu Zhe lied to him.

I didn't even think about why Yu Zhe would refute to him because everyone on the third floor heard what Yu Zhe asked the manager to take.

Yan Ran felt a little guilty.

I don't know how to face Yu Zhe...

The voices of the youth trainees talking and laughing came from behind, and Yan Ran looked back, and the boys silenced their voices for an instant, and stood in the same place: "Hello Yanshen."

Yan Ran nodded lightly, glanced at several people, and finally landed on the person who reacted first.

Work.

The youth trainee who made no secret of his love for Yu Zhe.

"Are you Work?" Yan Ran's voice was icy cold, and he said to Work, "Now it's training time, you don't train anymore?"

The few people lowered their heads, apparently not expecting Yanran to criticize him for this, they froze in place for a moment, staring at me and staring at you.

"Just finished training...the coach asked us to rest for 10 minutes," Work explained, "We were the last to finish the game..."

"If I remember correctly," Yan Ran leaned against the wall, facing them, "Work, you are the most likely to enter the second team on the list of youth trainees this time, right? I hope you don't suffer too badly when you get dropped."

As soon as Yan Ran's words came out, several people's faces changed.

Yan Ran didn't want to say more, put the phone back in his pocket, turned around and walked into Yu Zhe's room with the medicine in his hand, and closed the door with a bang, regardless of the uproar of the people behind him.

Yan Ran felt a little refreshed.

It was like announcing in public that his relationship with Yu Zhe was better than the rest of the team.

With a little secret pleasure.

"What's wrong?" Yu Zhe was taken aback, "Little brat is so angry?"

"I met a few youth trainees in the corridor," Yan Ran handed the medicine to Yu Zhe without hiding it, stood up and poured water, "talked about it."

"Yo," Yu Zhe took the medicine box, "you can still talk, Captain, how should you say it?"

"Crazy." Yan Ran handed the water glass to Yu Zhe again, "They don't train, so can I tell you something?"

Yu Zhe took out the medicine, tested the temperature of the water, and swallowed one by one with his eyes closed.

Yan Ran could hear Yu Zhe's swallowing sound, and he could also see his Adam's apple constantly rising and falling from drinking water.

"It's okay, tell me," Yu Zhe put the water glass aside, "You can say whatever you want, you can take advantage of me and say that I am your partner."

"I'm talking about Work, Captain." Yan Ran threw the convenience bag in his pocket into the trash can, looked at Yu Zhe, "I'm talking about Work not training."

Yu Zhe was stunned for ten seconds.

"Work?" Yu Zhe asked, "Which one works? The one the coach likes?"

When I was in the fourth row this afternoon, Lao Chi felt that there was too much water in his head. He told a few star players in the first team who had won championships all year round and got soft hands, and said that there was a young boy named Work among the youth trainees. Absolutely surpass them, with skills and good looks, you can't be fooled.

"It's him," Yan Ran said, "I know you like Work too, so I'll pay attention next time."

But it won't change.

Yan Ran would beat around the bush and scold even harder.

"Little brat, let me tell you, are you interested?" Yu Zhe laughed, "I said this morning that I like Gold, and now I say I like Work? What's the matter? Can't you?"

But if you want to talk about it, Gold is actually the same type as Work. When Gold cries, the pear blossoms are raining, and when he sees Yu Zhe, his ears will turn red and he will stutter when he speaks.

In a way, Work is replicating Gold's tricks.

"My heart fell to the ground," Yu Zhe clutched his chest, "Moon, my heart is cracked, it hurts."

"Captain." Yan Ran felt a pain in his heart, took a deep breath, "Don't like Gold and Work anymore."

"You can like someone else, don't like them."