[Full-time master] Treading the waves

He was the only one in the meeting room, sitting at the front and staring at the screen intently. Bullet trails flowed like light beams, and the colorful light and shadow intertwined with ice and fire were reflected in his pupils.Even after breaking out in the last season's Challenger League, the new team is still a little bit powerless when it comes to the playoffs of the battle between tiger and wolf .

If all these years in the training camp have been preparing for the game, then now has come to the real battlefield.He thinks he should be ready, even if survival under artillery fire is more difficult and dangerous than imagined, even if the way forward is covered by gunpowder smoke, the banner will never fall.

The young captain rubbed his eyes and turned off the video, sorted out the thick stack of replay materials in his hands, the door of the meeting room was pushed open, and a head poked out with a patch of green: "Captain, someone is looking for you."

Even after watching it for three months, Qiu Fei still can't get used to it. It's so green... I was a good child, but because of the summer break, I went back to quarrel with my parents. I got angry and wanted to change my image of a good kid and add some rebellious elements. .Qiu Fei didn't intend to comment on Zhong Zhong's belated second-stage performance. There was no rule that he couldn't dye his hair from the league down to the team.

...spicy eyes.

His eyes fell on the manuscript: "Who?"

Wen Li pretended to be mysterious: "Go and see for yourself."

"..." Qiu Fei knew that he was teasing his appetite and didn't want to cooperate.

Wen Li has never been a person who can hold back his words, but what Qiu Fei lacks most is patience.In the end, the former was defeated: "Okay, okay, let me tell you...it's God Ye."

Many years have passed, he has grown from a teenager who boarded in the youth training camp to a captain who can be alone. Also don't care about anything.Their attitudes went back and forth from communication to confrontation to no longer being related, but every time they met again, it seemed that nothing had changed.

The boy—maybe he was no longer a boy—hurried downstairs, opened the door and saw a familiar person standing in the evening breeze, waving at him.

When the people came to the side, Ye Xiu looked up at the building: "Did you resume the game by yourself just now?"

From here, the lights in the conference room could be seen flickering, Qiu Fei nodded: "Why are you here, senior?"

"It's Xingxin and Excellent Era, and it's on the same day, who arranged the match schedule so coincidentally. It's itchy, I sneaked out on the weekend." Ye Xiu complained, "The plane is too tiring, my old bone It's all falling apart."

"You can take the high-speed rail, which is more comfortable."

"Well, I'll try next time. By the way, I watched the game yesterday." He said in a rather serious tone, and Qiu Fei waited for the next comment with some trepidation, but the subject changed without warning, " Samsara held a fan meeting in Yuhang District tonight, their captain’s birthday is tomorrow, you know? I used to be in S City every time, just in time for the game, so it’s rare to give benefits to fans from other places.”

This information is not difficult to obtain, after all, the support lights of Samsara fans last night were all in the shape of birthday crowns.Qiu Fei was at a loss as to what this had to do with his intention of coming tonight: "So...?"

"Take you to play." Ye Xiu said it as it should be, "I have the ticket that Boss Chen snatched, and... let me see, it starts in an hour. Didn't you lose yesterday? Your awareness and manipulation They have made progress, but their experience is not enough, there is too much lacking. Take a close look at how they deal with fans offline. I can’t teach you about this. You can watch and emulate and win the away game next week.”

"..." Is there really any connection between the two?

Fang Minghua didn't know about this little episode. If he knew, he would have sighed that if God Ye didn't want to teach his disciples badly on purpose, then he simply used his captain as a negative example.It has been six or seven years since his debut. It cannot be said that Zhou Zekai's reaction in public has not improved at all, but the improvement is not obvious.Some people are like fish in water under the spotlight, while others are on thin ice. Personality is innate, and everyone is different, so you can't force it.

He and Jiang Botao stood guard next to Zhou Zekai like two generals humming, one on the left and the other on the right, trying their best to relieve the poor captain's tension with their touching teammates.Whether it worked or not is hard to say, but the captain, wearing a silly paper crown birthday hat, smiled so hard that his face froze.

The occasional eye contact, the subtext of Zhou Zekai's eyes could not be more obvious:

I'm hungry and haven't had dinner yet.

Are Sun Xiang and Yu Nian playing games in the hotel?

As for the Du Ming people, are they going to--

Lu Boyuan won't go back to City S first, right?

I want to go too...

Help.

so poor.Hum ha, the two generals sighed at the same time.It's not long since it started, when is the end?

It's hard to win benefits in different places, and of course fans won't let him go.Balloons of various shapes were piled up on the stage, two of them formed a big age that even men don’t really want to know, the purple and gold of the cheering lights under the stage merged into a sea of ​​light, and Zhou Zekai held a reincarnation auspicious in his arms. Dolls, trying to grasp the precarious sense of security in the prison of fear.

Reviews since debut, speeches, songs, messages from teammates, colleagues, and even opponents, videos recorded by fans from other places, one program after another that condenses deep love, time is in the eager anticipation of the parties Seconds passed, and hours passed with pain and joy.As the screen background switched, the slightly tired but still beautifully made-up host said: "Next is the last link, which everyone has been looking forward to for a long time-now we will draw three fans to have a close contact with the male god, let's see Look, who is so lucky?"

Even though the VIP standard has been raised again and again, and the limited ticket price has risen again and again, qualified fans still step through the threshold.From this angle, there is only darkness, and the continuous flashing lights are like pairs of alien eyes, and they, or Zhou Zekai, are specimens locked in petri dishes for observation.

The screen was linked to a real-time omni-directional camera. The host cleverly learned the lessons from the All-Star game and didn't let Zhou Zekai draw it himself. Instead, he used a five-second countdown, and the final result will be the one where the camera stops at the moment it returns to zero.The shooting speed changes irregularly. Everyone expects it to slow down by itself until the countdown ends and the prompt sounds, but it turns away suddenly in the next second.Gasps of surprise and disappointment come and go, playing with heartbeats.

The first one is a young girl in her early twenties, who belongs to the main group of Zhou Zekai's fans.Wearing a skirt printed with Q version of One Gun Piercing Cloud, the surroundings of the transparent satchel are neatly arranged. The first thing he did when he came on stage was to embrace the male god, and then took out his hand-made collage photo album. There are street photos and Magazine hard photos have fans to take, every detail is exhaustive.

The second one is a young dad who belongs to the main group of Zhou Zekai's powerful fans.He came up with his son in a cloud-piercing cos suit. The kid looked like a miniature gun king. He was probably influenced by his father too much. Holding the fluffy frost and wildfire in his hand, he learned the shooting posture in a decent way. The child is not stage fright, and the childish voice "shoots hard in my heart", which attracted the host to take the lead in shouting cute.

The third one is a young... um, anyway, a young man, a bit mysterious, and I can't tell which type of fans he belongs to at the moment.This person's peaked cap, sweater, hood, sunglasses and mask are tightly covered in a four-piece suit. According to international conventions, it should be a surprise for birthday stars, such as friends who haven't seen each other for many years, friends who have known each other for a long time but haven't appeared, and so on.

Zhou Zekai looked at Fang Minghua suspiciously, Fang Minghua looked at Jiang Botao suspiciously, Jiang Botao looked suspiciously at the host, and the host sent back the same trouble.No, this... didn't appear in the plan at all.

The person who came raised his hood, and a few seconds later, there was an exclamation from the audience. Fang Minghua couldn't hold back and shouted: "—Young Master Huang?!"

The uninvited guest who didn't notify anyone in advance greeted the people on and off the stage generously, and took the microphone directly from the host without any self-consciousness: "Hi everyone, I won't introduce myself. Do you really want to know who I am?" Why are you here? We all know that Blue Rain played here yesterday, City H is a good place!"

Most of the people in City H who were still dazed gave warm applause to the last sentence.

"We, Blue Rain, abide by good virtues and sent me here to extend our most sincere greetings to Gun King. I wish you [-] this year, [-] next year, and [-] the year after that!"

Fang Minghua leaned back on the chair and whispered to Jiang Botao, "Why does this sound wrong..."

Jiang Botao nodded, then motioned him to look at Zhou Zekai with his eyes.

The most central party is the most out of the situation at this moment.Ever since Huang Shaotian revealed his identity, Zhou Zekai has always maintained an air of emptiness, staring at the back of the person a few steps away, all the anxiety and shyness he had faced with fans before disappeared.He was in a daze many times, sometimes it was like a blank sheet of paper that was easy to see through, and sometimes it was like a book without words, no one could get close to him.

Huang Shaotian didn't have time to pay attention to the change in his expression, and even turned his head to wink at him triumphantly, and then turned to the fans again and showed a shining smile that could be directly intercepted as a toothpaste advertisement: "Sorry, I'll borrow your male god first." He added, "Do you mind?"

No one objected, because no one realized what the statement meant.Or that no one takes it literally.

But the speaker took it literally.

Huang Shaotian assumed everyone's acquiescence - in fact, he didn't intend to listen to anyone who cared, and even took away the penguin doll and Zhou Zekai under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Still no one objected, the betrayal came too fast like a tornado.

Even though it was already the last link and the whole event was indeed coming to an end, it was never expected to end in such a way.Fang Minghua and Jiang Botao, who were left behind, looked at each other, gritted their teeth and felt helpless: "Young Master Huang is really..."

"No way, Xiao Zhou..."

"Oh, I know. But I still want to..."

"Naizut?"

"Yes. Also, Young Master Huang doesn't have an invitation letter at all, right? To let him swagger in and win the lottery by such a coincidence, there must be some kind of conspiracy. So the organizer..."

"A group special."

The two generals Humph and Ha understood each other's tiredness, moved each other's tacit understanding, and gave a high five.

After the high-five, there was still a mess waiting to be cleaned up.