The color a macho should wear.

"...I still think the pure blue version is better," Yu Xiaoyu actively gave suggestions as he slid his fingers across the sample pictures on the tablet, "It's simple and elegant, but it's very powerful at first glance."

"It's too monotonous to have only one color, and the skin of the team will definitely be ugly in the future." Hao Qi, who is outgoing and the last to join the team, is the one who mingles with everyone the fastest.

Pointing to his hair, he said generously, "How about red and white? It matches my hair color very well."

"That's not as good as black and white, classic." Thinking of the silent roommate sitting next to her, Yu Xiaoyu turned her head, "Lin Mu, what do you think?"

——With a stuffy personality like the other party, he probably wouldn't like the jumpy color of Big Red.

As if he didn't expect someone to suddenly cue him, Lin Mu was stunned for two seconds before saying, "I can do it."

Lao Ju, who is always good-tempered, is also cheerful: "You can wear whatever you want."

One question drew two "abstained votes". Yu Xiaoyu and Hao Qi looked at each other and opened their mouths in unison: "Lu Ke/Boss, which one do you think is better?"

With a swipe of your fingertips, the deer can cast the picture on the screen: "This."

Yu Xiaoyu: "..."

Hao Qi: "...pink?"

"What's wrong with pink? This is the color that macho men should wear," Lu Ke said in a serious tone, "Anyway, the people in our team have fair skin, and their appearance is superior, so they look good no matter what."

Counting the votes in his mind, he tilted his head and said, "1:1:1 tie, Brother Chen, which one do you like?"

Chen Mingjun has always been a good player in Tai Chi, and he smiled: "There are too few opportunities for coaches to wear team uniforms, you young people can choose for themselves."

"You're right, William."

Although he wanted to help the young master support the scene, when he heard what Chen Mingjun said, William could only push his glasses and give Lu Ke a sorry look.

Therefore, the key vote to determine the color of the team uniform suddenly fell into the hands of Zong Heng who had been watching the show.

"Me?" Instantly stared at by three pairs of eyes looking straight at him, Zong Heng said slowly, "I..."

Knowing that the opponent's character would most likely not choose the light pink that he liked, Lu Ke, who purposely sat next to the male god, couldn't hold back, and secretly tugged on the opponent's sleeve under the table.

Sensing the strangeness, Zong Heng turned his head and bumped into the boy's pitiful deer eyes.

When the words came to his lips, he suddenly turned a corner, he hooked his lips, and continued with his usual expression: "...I listen to the boss."

Yu Xiaoyu, who thought he had the chance to win:? ? ?

Fantasized about Hao Qi with red hair and pink clothes:! ! !

"Actually, I think red and white are pretty good too," Yu Xiaoyu changed his words without backbone, and quickly joined forces with Hao Qi, "Is there still time to change tickets now?"

It was rare for Lin Mu to take the initiative to speak: "Then I will change too, I will listen to the team... God K."

"No regrets, don't play tricks," successfully won the male god's vote, the blond boy raised his chin triumphantly like a little rooster who won a fight, "White|pink match, that's it."

Counting the famous teams in the entire league, no one has chosen such a "bright" color. Even if the styles are mostly similar, there is no need to worry about clashing shirts.

Seeing that the deal is done, Yu Xiaoyu reluctantly made amends: "Most of the HPL seasons are in spring and autumn. I strongly demand that the pink jacket be matched with a white T."

Hao Qi frantically raised his hand and nodded: "The minister seconded the proposal!"

If it's a white coat with a powder T, the picture, he feels suffocated even thinking about it.

"Don't worry, you all know my aesthetics," Lu Ke pretended not to see Yu Xiaoyu's disgusting gaze, and skipped the topic in time, "Brother Chen, have you finished your training plan?"

"Of course." When it comes to business, Chen Mingjun is serious for a second, "Everyone can sit in this conference room, naturally they all have the strength to play professionally."

"But "Heroes Assemble" is a team game. No matter how strong your individual ability is, you need the cooperation of your teammates to win."

"So next, I will let you conduct half a month of intensive training, two rows, three rows, six rows, and strive to complete the initial running-in and familiarization."

"Afterwards, I will make appointments with each team for practice matches, and find out the details of myself and my opponents," Chen Mingjun said succinctly, "Short-term planning is like this. I will send you the specific schedule later."

Remembering what Lu Ke said when he entered the door, he calmed down again: "As for the dinner later, today is a holiday, and you can play as late as you want."

Yu Xiaoyu: "...It sounds like the last supper."

Hao Qi: "Second."

"Second, second, second, student Hao Qi, are you Yu Xiaoyu's repeater?" Chen Mingjun couldn't help laughing and cursing as he hadn't led a team with such a relaxed atmosphere for a long time.

The club has just been established, and there is no reliable business cooperation to be discussed yet. William, who advocates financial power, just said that he can go to him directly if he needs anything, and then regained his silence.

After finishing their official business chat, a group of people busily took out their mobile phones and chose a restaurant. When they mentioned this, Lu Ke slapped his head: "Dining with glutinous rice balls!"

Although he had already set a timer to turn off the fire, he had to take out the cat's rice and let it dry before going out before feeding it to the glutinous rice balls.

Knowing that the other party has been busy with his stupid cat for a long time, Zong Heng stood up: "I'm with you."

"Okay," Hao Qi opened a WeChat group full of eight people as soon as he arrived, and Lu Ke reminded carefully, "Let them choose first, and brother Zong can tell you in the group if you have any taboos."

As the captain of PW after just one year in the industry, Zong Heng rarely feels that everything is being taken care of, especially when a young man's thoughtfulness is always at the end, like a ball of soft cotton, which makes the trapped People, there is no way to refuse.

"It's a good thing I remember to close the door before I come out," Zong Heng leaned against the kitchen door with his arms folded as the air was filled with the unique smell of meat, "otherwise that stupid cat will definitely smell the smell and escape from prison again."

With crooked eyebrows, Lu Ke showed a dimple on the right cheek: "Next time I have a chance, I will cook a big meal for Brother Zong."

"There's also a hand injury," he said as softly as possible, "I've asked my family to contact a familiar doctor, and we'll go see it together in a while."

Worried that the other party felt that he was too familiar, Lu Ke added: "Or let Brother Chen accompany you."

"Lu Ke," Zong Heng called out the boy's name suddenly and solemnly, Zong Heng stepped forward two steps, and rubbed the boy's soft blond hair, "There's no need to be so polite, just say what you want."

Even though he was in a room with fully turned on air conditioner, Zong Heng's body temperature was still lower than that of ordinary people. Lu Ke opened his mouth and said what was in his heart: "I want to go with you."

"Okay." Satisfied, Zong Heng rubbed the top of the boy's head again, "Then let's go together."

Anyway, no matter who accompanied him to the review, it would not be more noisy than Chen Mingjun.

As if being liberated by this pat on the head, in the following time, the deer followed the male god step by step like a humanoid tail.

In this regard, Yu Xiaoyu, who has known Lu Ke for the longest time, expressed his understanding very well. After all, before ZOO was established, this person talked about God K every day.

But recently, he always felt that a certain deer cub was more courageous.

The base is close to the business district, and everyone quickly chose a hot pot restaurant with a relatively private environment. Chen Mingjun will be the driver, and a caravan can just fit everyone.

As a man from Northeast China whose real name is "Xiao Hu", although Lao Ju looks like a bad-tempered peacemaker, he can't hold his alcohol at all.

Except for Lu Ke who had just grown up, he filled a glass in front of everyone.

"I can drink it too, Old Ju, you are definitely prejudiced." Knowing that his face was a little tender, Lu Ke stretched out his hand to the only bottle of liquor on the table as if to prove something. "Anyway, I'm happy today, and I won't return if I'm not drunk."

"Forget it if it's white." Sitting next to the child, Zong Heng caught a glimpse of William who was obviously hesitant to speak, and took the initiative to hold Lu Ke's arm.

Pushing the wine glass in front of him to the other party with his empty hand, he coaxed a child and said, "Drink mine, huh?"

Chen Mingjun on the side didn't choke the wine into his intake pipe.

To be honest, he hasn't seen such a "soft-spoken" Zong Heng for a long time since he played PW.

He never expected that the male god would use such a foul method to persuade people. Lu Ke, who had originally made up his mind to "prove himself", finally accepted the other party's wine glass with red ears.

Anyway, except for Lao Ju, everyone else drank cold beer.

After drinking and eating, the chatterbox of the group also opened up. Before, everyone went to the base early and late, and usually gathered for training. This is the first time to have a serious team building dinner. Naturally, we have to talk about things that will bring us closer .

"I said Deer, why did you think of becoming the anchor of Youjing TV?" Thinking that he was actually traveling with the other party, Lao Ju shook his head with emotion, "You don't look like you are short of money."

"Because I like to chat with sand sculpture netizens." After several glasses of beer, Lu Ke's face turned red visibly, "and they can also brag about God K with me."

As if he suddenly remembered something, he shook his head again and corrected: "No, it's Brother Zong."

About to be in a state of "drinking strong and cowardly" or "telling the truth after drinking", not only did the young man no longer hide and shy as before, he even took the initiative to tilt his head and look at Zong Heng: "Right? ,elder brother?"

The address in the mouth is getting closer each time, Lu Ke is holding the wine glass, her beautiful eyes are bent into two crescent moons, and she is smiling, so beautiful that it makes people a little dizzy.

"Yes," Zong Heng had already guessed that the young man was trying to be brave when he wanted to drink baijiu just now, so he calmly picked up some meat with his serving chopsticks and put it on the other party's plate, "Let's eat the vegetables first."

Save a while before the show ends, there will be a drunk with a stomachache on the table.

Head fluttering dizzily, Lu Ke collected himself, picked up the small dish in a showy manner, turned around and looked at Hao Qi on the right, completely revealing his true nature: "Look! Brother Zong picked up the food for me!"

"Yes, what's so great about it," Hao Qi picked up the chopsticks and stuffed the meat into his mouth with the same three cups of wine, and exaggeratedly and forcefully chewed twice——

"It's delicious."

Lu Ke, who didn't stop him and watched his baby being eaten: ...

Chen Mingjun who clearly saw the boy's flat mouth and red eyes: ...

Good guy, does this team dare to be more naive to engage in "infighting" over a piece of hot pot shabu-shabu?

The author says:

Hao Qi: Don't tell me, the meat that God K sandwiched is delicious.

Lu Ke: Hao Qi!Come solo!

Comparing hearts and hugs every day.

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