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FB has participated in a lot of competitions recently, and the tacit understanding between the four is growing rapidly visible to the naked eye. The assistant coach has gradually withdrawn from the operation of FB. Basically, the training and daily arrangements of the players are under the control of Jiang He.

In the past, Jiang He didn't know the details of managing the team. It was only after doing it himself that he realized that it was not as simple as he imagined. Fortunately, Cheng Ning helped him in every detail, and Jiang He felt much more at ease.Even if he retired to the position of coach, Jiang He still maintained a high popularity, ranking high in the league's popularity rankings, so the live broadcast platform also signed a contract with him. Like the players, he has a fixed live broadcast share every month and The gift is divided into.

The popularity is high, and the income from the live broadcast is also very considerable. Jiang He basically plays a double row with Yuan Huanqian at the base every day.

"Brother! Look at my new dance."

It's also rare, Jiang He cooperatively pulled his vision to the direction of Yuan Huanqian, while he was stroking the cat in his arms, looking at the silly game character dancing in front of him, there were a few silly laughter overflowing from the position next to him, Jiang He yawned.

"Like a fool."

"Meow~"

"Have you heard that, Instant Noodles thinks you're stupid too."

Paoqian had broken his leg a while ago, and was sent to the hospital for a long time, and Jiang He carried him back when his bones healed completely.

"No, instant noodles think I'm cute."

Jiang He touched the broken leg of the instant noodles distressedly, and got a milky meow from the kitten curled up, his heart was as hard as Jiang He's, and he was begged by it.

"Lovely Lovely."

"That's still the cutest of you."

Yuan Huan Que was out of shape most of the time, and dared to say anything during the live broadcast.

"Wow, you're so handsome, Brother Jiang."

"This shot is hard for me."

"No, I don't want to play after you die."

"You can choose what's in my bag."

"Who makes you the most important in the world in my heart?"

Yuan Huanqian, who originally had a lot of opinions on FB and Jiang He, was confused by the confession of his boss every day, and didn't know whether to tear it up or not.

After being together for a long time, several fans have also developed a tacit understanding, and Yuan Huanque especially likes to post photos of Jiang He on Weibo, and they are all from angles and moments that others can't take. Ask Jiang He to comment on it.After a lot of interaction, fans will naturally understand that the relationship between the two of them is very good, and there is no point in cursing people with a shy face, so the FB official blog has changed from the tit-for-tat when they first transferred, and now they are all amicable, and the barrage rhythm is also Much less.

Because of the tedious work, Jiang He became a little sleepy within a short time. He left a large part of his clothes in Yuan Huanque's room, and sometimes went upstairs to sleep when he was tired, and didn't bother to take a taxi back home.

It was discovered by other staff and players of the team that one day when the two of them were alone in the base, lying on the sofa with impunity, they were bumped into by a group of people coming back to pick up things vigorously, but they were frightened and froze in place It took a long time to realize that Jiang He didn't feel embarrassed at all, sat up from Yuan Huan Que's body like a gentleman, and greeted them.

Because he didn't specifically tell him, and there are many people who leaked his words, he and the other don't care about these things, but they are more unscrupulous in the base. Cheng Ning also reminded Jiang He to restrain himself and not always stimulate the fleeting time. This matter was questioned by Yuan Huan It's all right to say no, what he means is that more stimulation is needed to make Liunian wake up quickly. Fortunately, Liunian's training status is getting better and better, so Jiang He will naturally not bring up these things again.

After Jiang He returned to his room, he took a shower and felt much more comfortable after taking a shower. He reached for the lighter on the table, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. The smoke met the eyes of Yuan Huanqian who pushed the door in.

"Brother, you are smoking again."

Jiang He nestled on the sofa, with Instant Noodles sitting in his arms, a pair of bony hands gently pawing and pulling the fur of Instant Noodles, in the warmth of home, you can still taste the owner's charming and arrogant eyes like cats Seeing the appearance, Yuan Huan's heart almost softened.

He took off his team uniform, squatted down next to the chair where Jiang He was sitting, and touched Jiang He's face affectionately.

"not happy?"

"No." As Jiang He spoke, smoke drifted from his red lips, and the thick smell of nicotine gradually filled the small corner. Jiang He reached out and rubbed Yuan Huanque's hair, "Go away, Come back after I finish smoking."

"I do not."

Having said that, Yuan Huan Que leaned forward and exchanged a deep nicotine-flavored kiss with Jiang He, and when they parted, the lower lip was still stained with crystal clear water.

He looked at Jiang He, showing a sly smile, a pair of bright eyes with a smile on his face, his tall nose brought out the fine lines of his cheeks, a young man is a young man, even if he often stays up late, his skin seems to be peeled off The eggs are so tender.

"Play well tomorrow."

It wasn't a very important competition, it was just an ordinary exhibition match at the end of the year. Yuan Huanqian grabbed Jiang He's hand and rubbed it on his face.

"You didn't encourage me like this before, why are you so perfunctory?"

Jiang He Yile: "Then what did I say?"

"You will say, what are you afraid of? Who can shoot like you? My brother will support you. I will shoot the head off whoever hits you."

Jiang He grinned: "I never said that."

Jiang He huddled in a corner, with the instant noodles just nestled in his arms, stretching delicately. Now that it was getting colder, he put on a coat over his pajamas today, and rubbed the thin pajamas forward. There is a lot, revealing half of the white and tender collarbone.

Yuan Huanxuan lifted the instant noodles away, put himself into Jiang He's arms, put his arms around his waist, and nestled with Jiang He in a very intimate posture.

"That's what I made up in my own brain, and I processed it with the image of you in my heart."

Jiang He is also very tired recently, and it is much more comfortable to stay with Yuan Huan Que, he gently stroked Yuan Huan Que's earlobe, and chatted with him from time to time: "I have such a fierce image in your heart? "

"It used to be fierce."

"Shooting other people's heads, how can I be so arrogant?"

Yuan Huanqu secretly made an expression: "You are the most fierce in the entire league."

Jiang He squeezed Yuan Huan Que's earlobe with a little force, "How dare you provoke me."

"Then you still want to kill me?" Yuan Huanqu raised his head and blinked at Jiang He.

Jiang He sighed softly, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle: "It's not fierce, you are too obedient."

Before this, Yuan Huanxuan had been observing Jiang He, a cat with sharp claws, from a safe distance. He never thought that as long as he got close to him, he would feel the softness and gentleness of the cat.

Jiang He is not a cold person, his tenderness and caring are worth paying for.

"Tomorrow I'll get the bonus back and buy you candy." Yuan Huanqu said with a smile.

The opening ceremony of the entertainment competition on the second day was at one o'clock in the afternoon, but he had to go there early to make up and eat. When it was almost ten o'clock, Jiang He was the first to be woken up by the alarm clock.

He pushed Yuan Huanqian who had half of his body pressed against him:

"get up."

Jiang He had just woken up, his voice was not as cold as usual, but a bit sexy and hoarse, and when he listened carefully, he could still hear his slightly annoyed getting up.

"Why is it daytime so soon..."

Yuan Huan Que turned over with difficulty, originally getting out of the bed in winter was a terrible thing, but with Jiang He's voice echoing in his ears, it was even more terrible.

Jiang He was drowsy. He scratched his face and turned over. He heard the sound of fabric rubbing and Yuan Huanqian's soft humming:

"Yuan Huanqian, go and brush your teeth quickly."

"Yuan Huanqian!"

This sound immediately begged Yuan Huanqian, he stretched out his hand and pinched Jiang He's waist, leaned forward, leaning against his body so that Jiang He could feel his brother who had to brush off his presence every morning, Keep the flag high.

"Damn it! Let me loose!"

Fortunately, the two of them got into the car before all the staff arrived. Jiang He fell asleep leaning on Yuan Huan Que's shoulder as soon as he got in the car. Supporting him with his hand, he gently pressed the palm of his hand against Jiang He's eyes to help him cover the light leaking from the gap in the curtain.

When he was about to get out of the car, Jiang He woke up in a daze, and looked at Yuan Huanque with sleepy eyes. Seeing that it was him, he felt a little relieved, and closed his eyes again.

Yuan Huanqian laughed, and stretched out his hand to gently brush the hair from Jiang He's forehead.

He had looked forward to such a peaceful and warm moment countless times. In front of him were chatting teammates. He and Jiang He sat side by side, enjoying each other's most trusted warmth.

The car parked steadily at the entrance of the venue. The fans who had been waiting for a long time at the entrance couldn't help but see the familiar car. After waiting for a long time, they saw Yuan Huanque and Jiang He walking at the end, slowly He got out of the car, Jiang He didn't know what he was talking about, but saw Yuan Huanque paused and leaned over to listen to him.

The fans' screams even drowned out Jiang He's voice, Yuan Huanqian simply dragged him into the venue and asked patiently, "What's the matter?"

He was so serious that Jiang He was a little embarrassed: "Uh, I want to drink milk tea."

In the end, Crane God took two sips of this cup of milk tea when he went on stage to communicate with the contestants.

"Why is the Crane God drinking milk tea again?" The commentator's eyes were piercing, and after catching Jiang He, the director knew how to stay on the screen in the perspective of the FB camera.

"I want to drink it too. Otherwise, let's make a bet today. If you lose, please drink milk tea after get off work."

"Okay, what's the bet?"

"Just bet on whether FB can eat chicken today."

"can."

"I think so too."

"Tsk, it's boring to bet with so many people, I think so too."

"Now FB is at full strength. I heard that there is a private training match. FB directly kills twenty kills. They have two of the top snipers in the league. Fleeting's assault guns are also more stable than last season. A lot."

"I rely on? Twenty kills to eat chicken?"

"Then they are the champion team after all, so they should not be underestimated."

"And where the Crane God is, I think it's [-]% sure of winning."

"I think Huan Shen is also playing at full capacity. You look at his expression, he is really fucking handsome when he smiles. The fans in the audience stop screaming and screaming."

"Did Crane God get his hair done? Why does he look a few years younger?"

"Hey Crane God, Huan God can still adjust the earphones by himself, right? Do you have to help me? Damn! It's the first time I've seen Crane God smile so dotingly!"

"Do you think that the close relationship between Crane God and Huan God is unusual."

"The combination of Yuan Huan Que and Jiang He collided again, all teams should hurry up and practice."

"I think there will be FB games in the future, and it will not be so easy for other teams to eat chicken."

The swaying voice of the commentary sounded in the venue, and countless eyes focused on Jiang He and Yuan Huanxuan. They had the same labels, wore the same team uniforms, and maintained the same temperature at their fingertips.

"Where the famous wind and cranes go, not a single blade of grass grows."

-THAN-

The author says:

This is the second article I have officially completed. The story is not particularly exciting, and the writing style is also a little lacking, but it is completed after stumbling!Creating characters and stories is a very happy thing, and thank you very much for your company (bow)