Our team is not allowed to fall in love

Walking to the lounge of ACT, Ink came over and opened the door: "Zhoushen, flame? Why are you two here?"

While speaking, he welcomed the two of them into the room.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely dull. The other three ACT members sat on the sofa with their heads bowed in silence, especially Winter, holding his head in his hands and pulling his hair. He raised his head when he heard the sound, and greeted them in a low voice.

Lu Miaozhou was the first to speak: "Has anyone from the RUN team been here?"

"How do you know?" Ink was stunned for a moment, seeing that Winter's complexion turned pale again when he heard the word "RUN", he hurried over to comfort him.

"Xiao Xilai and I saw them on the way."

Ink gritted his teeth: "They did just leave. They said it was a friendly exchange between the two teams. As a result, their Korean aid captain spoke poor Chinese, and his words were full of sarcasm."

"He also said congratulations that we didn't get zero seals. If it weren't for the staff next to him, I wish I could go up and give him a punch!"

Lu Miaozhou's thin lips pressed a sharp arc, paused, and then chuckled: "Isn't RUN always like this, he loses the game faster than anyone else, and others lose the game like a clown." .”

"Oh, that's the way it is, the problem..."

With a hook, Lu Miaozhou pushed Cheng Xi who was standing by his side forward: "What's the problem? It's only the group stage now, and there is still a chance to avenge the shame in the quarterfinals."

"Our Boss Cheng has decided to give friendship guidance to the brother team, do you want it?"

Ink just said "Your uncle's" came to his lips, when Lu Miaozhou spit out ivory from his dog's mouth, his eyes lit up: "I want it, of course I want it, come here, God Xi please, God Xi please. "

Looking back at Winter, the little substitute who was beaten to pieces in the previous game heard that Xishen personally gave him guidance, so he got up quickly and hurriedly wiped his tears.

There was a fiery light in his eyes.

"God Xi, if I don't do well, you can scold me casually, and I will definitely study hard!"

So after talking to Chen Bisheng, Lu Miaozhou and Cheng Xi boarded the ACT car.

When they arrived at the base, Cheng Xi non-stop took Winter to boot up the game to do a replay, and Lu Miaozhou checked Weibo for a while.

"Don't let your little substitute post on Weibo these days. He was so nervous even in the Spring Split. After reading Weibo, he probably won't have to play in the next group stage."

Ink touched the sweat on his face: "I can't help it... Before Winter, at most, he played practice matches with a few teams and participated in a few provincial competitions. It's the first time for the spring competition. It's inevitable to be nervous."

As soon as the words were finished, Ink saw Lu Miaozhou sitting carelessly with his hands in his pockets, but his eyes passed through the glass of the training room and fell directly on Cheng Xi, followed by a slightly smug lips.

"is it?"

"Do you think that all rookies are like you and Flame? On the court, they are as unnerved as they are in the pub game?"

Lu Miaozhou's phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and the little young master who was busy teaching Winter not far away had bright red hair, no matter where he put it, he could be seen at a glance.

"Actually, Winter's operational skills are no worse than those of first-class players, but his mentality has not been tempered well. If he can survive this spring game, maybe he can be a regular starter in ACT in the future."

Ink nodded: "I think so too... After all, I'm also 25. If I don't train a few successors, ACT will really be reduced from a wealthy team to a second-rate team."

Sure enough, Ink himself knew that he had almost reached the age of retirement.

"Just tell me what you said, don't tell Xiaoxi."

"why?"

Over there, Cheng Xi suddenly looked back at them as if feeling something, and Lu Miaozhou returned a gentle smile.

Then he replied calmly: "Because Xiaoxi doesn't want to see you retire, I don't want him to be sad."

Ink just saved a little emotion, but was washed away by the dog food that was caught off guard: "Tsk, you should worry about yourself instead of me. How many years can you fight? Have you found a replacement assault soldier for AIM?"

"After winning this year's World Championship, I will worry about being a substitute."

Ink choked: "Zhoushen is still as confident as ever."

"Actually, it's mainly because Xiaoxi doesn't want me to retire. My hand..." Lu Miaozhou stretched his wrist, "God rewards me with food. I don't have any injuries. It's okay to play for another two or three years."

Until the afternoon when Lu Miaozhou and Cheng Xi were sent to the car, Ink glanced at Winter, who was reluctant to part with God Xi, and hesitated for a moment. Did Lu Miaozhou take Winter's jealousy and deliberately retaliate against him?

Who cares when you retire, I...

"Brother Ink, Xishen is really amazing. I tried to fix the problems he pointed out, and it really improved a little..."

Ink regained his senses, suddenly twitched the corners of his lips, took out his phone and sent a message to Lu Miaozhou, and then returned to the base with Winter.

Lu Miaozhou heard the notification tone of his mobile phone in the car, looked down, saw Cheng Xi approaching, and pulled him away: "What did Ink say?"

Cheng Xi's peach blossom eyes overflowed with a sly smile: "He said, thank you Lugou."

The young master was worried about the taxi driver, his voice was very low, and his exhalation seemed very soft.

"Lu Dog?" Lu Miaozhou leaned back in the chair calmly, passed his hand gently through the boy's lower back, and gently squeezed his waist without any trace, "Xiaoxi likes this name very much?"

Cheng Xi was startled, and then he heard Lu Miaozhou imitating his voice, his voice was deep and hoarse.

"Still, Xiaoxi likes male dogs..."

Cheng Xi broke free from his hand, his forehead almost hit the roof of the car, and a loud noise caught the driver's attention.

The driver, who is over half a century old, speaks fluent dialect: "You two are spending money?"

Cheng Xi's face was flushed, and his tailbone was chilled by his boyfriend's smiling eyes, and he always felt guilty of stealing people in broad daylight, so he stammered: "No, it's okay."

Lu Miaozhou let out a low laugh, and suddenly turned off the phone screen: "Actually, before returning from ACT, Ink told me to call me for something tonight, and asked you to listen to the phone together."

Cheng Xi was still in shock: "...why didn't you say something just now?"

"Then how do I know? Maybe..." Lu Miaozhou made up a reason casually, "Maybe I want to see if Winter has improved after being guided by you. If he has improved, I will ask you to guide me a little more in the evening."

Cheng Xi nodded suspiciously.

The schedule for the spring split is tight, and the day after tomorrow will be their own group stage.

Although the training had never been slack before, or even exceeded, but in order to maintain the feeling before the game, all AIM members still played until one o'clock in the night before getting off the plane and going back to the room to sleep.

Cheng Xi took a hot bath and felt drowsy. Just as he lifted the quilt, he suddenly remembered that Ink was going to call Lu Miaozhou at night and asked him to listen.

So the young man pulled on his slippers and quietly slipped into Lu Miaozhou's room.

Only the bathroom light was on in the room.

Cheng Xi tentatively asked, "Brother Lu? Did Ink call?"

As soon as the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, the young man's voice was hoarse: "Not yet... just wait a while."