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After people say wildly that they are in good health, most of them have to breastfeed themselves out of illness.

The next morning, Yu Wenqiu felt that his head was heavy, and he might be a sign of a cold.

The vibration of the phone did not know how many times it rang.

He rested his arm over his eyes for a moment, then slowly fumbled for the phone and answered it.

It was Li Chengbei who asked him to go back to the dormitory tomorrow at the latest, because in the afternoon... he was going to the company to sign the business contract that Wang Yabin had received.

Yu Wenqiu closed his eyes and dealt with it casually without distraction. His voice was muffled. Li Chengbei guessed that he was probably still sleeping, so he only gave a few more instructions and hung up the phone.

The room was on the third floor, almost isolated from all the sounds downstairs, and it was surprisingly quiet.

The sky in May gradually began to heat up, and Yu Wenqiu's heart was also turbulent and restless.

... He knew that he had to end this strenuous life of "running at both ends" as soon as possible.

He opened his eyes and saw the WeChat message while checking the time.

The person who sent the message had no notes, it was "hooray".

"Wake up and come down to eat"

"Four-point training match, and BO"

Yu Wenqiu sat up with a bang—Wan Sui specially sent a message to tell him the time of the training match, which meant that this training match...he was going to participate!

Yu Wenqiu didn't care about his drowsiness, and ran to the door of the training room in a hurry, wearing the Eras-style peripheral clothes that he used as pajamas, and rushed to wash up. He didn't even have time to take a look at the kitchen.

The knocking sound of the keyboard and mouse came from the room, as well as the mumbled voices of Just and the others while eating takeaway.

For some reason, Yu Wenqiu suddenly stopped at the door of the training room.

He stood in the small shadow behind the door, looking at the light in the room, his heart was beating very fast... he actually picked out a trace of nervousness that was not often seen from his extremely happy mood—as if As long as he stepped through this door at this moment, he could go back to his world.

"Did you sleep well?" Wan Sui took the earphones away with one hand, and cast a gentle gaze on Yu Wenqiu.

There was no alienation and politeness in that gaze, nor was there any unnecessary temptation and expectation, but everything was as usual, as if telling any partner: "What are you doing in a daze, come here."

Yu Wenqiu seemed to be stepping into the air, falling, being called in class, or being startled awake by the sudden high-volume BGM.

He took a light but deep breath and walked into the training room.

"Here we come, Qiu Bao."

"As expected of a young man, you have slept until this point."

"I went stealing chicken last night..."

When the family members greeted each other, they focused on the computer screen without even looking at him, but Yu Wenqiu smiled.

Wan Sui freed up a hand, and pointed backwards in the general direction of Yu Wenqiu's table: "The takeaway is on your table, take it to the microwave for a while when it's cold."

There is a microwave oven in the training room, because people often work while eating, and it is common for hot meals to turn cold in the end.

Yu Wenqiu lowered his head and glanced, there was a thin layer of water mist on the packaging bag, and when he stretched out his hand, the plastic box was still emitting a warm heat.

So he sat down and turned on the computer, and when it was turned on, he unpacked it repeatedly: "No, it's still hot, um, thank you."

"I ordered the same one as I ordered, and I will eat this meal. I brought you into a group, and I will order what I like to eat at night." Wan Sui's voice sounded behind him, "After eating, hurry up and train."

Yu Wenqiu quickly took out his phone and opened WeChat to have a look——

He was pulled into a small group called "Brothers Cut One Sword", except for him... only the operations manager of the TB team, and four other starting players.

Yu Wenqiu's eyes warmed up.

Not only for Wan Sui's urging to hurry up training, but also for the sentence "I ordered the same one" that was exactly what he wanted.

Even if there is no live broadcast, the players of the TB team do not have a quiet style of self-study during training. When you are an actor, you should also greet each other's parents in a refined and easy-going manner.

Although Wan Sui is not considered noisy, he is certainly not exempt as a pure Internet addicted youth. The so-called high-cold male god title given to him by fans is purely a rumor filter.

Yu Wenqiu wore headphones, and the laughter, scolding, self-boasting and Wan Sui's occasional fatal sarcasm in the team's voice made him more and more calm and fulfilled.

Two hours is enough for him to find the touch.

At 45:[-], Diao Cihang posted a message in the WeChat group called "Brother cut a knife".

[Princess Dirty Man]: "BO will customize it, I'm ready"

[Sister Zhuo]: "1"

[Ja Sisi]: "1"

[Cat Boy]: "1"

[hooray]: "1"

[Princess Diaoman]: "What about you @[Tiger]"

Yu Wenqiu was taken aback for a moment, then quickly changed a group business card, typing——

[Jiu Mi]: "1"

The atmosphere before the practice match was not tense at all. The family members even laughed at Wan Sui in the group, saying that after Qiu Bao changed the group business card, Long Live Lord was completely surrounded by the ID of the younger sister group.

Diao Cihang threw back a long string of ellipsis, and changed the subject of the next sentence in front of his family members.

[Princess Diaoman]: "Although Long Live is the boss, I can't allow him to make fun of the whole team"

[Princess Diao Man]: "Qiu Bao, I don't need to say more, you know better than me what is most important in the field of competition"

[Princess Diaoman]: "If the strength is not in place, I will not accept the traffic ceiling, but on the other hand, as long as the strength is in place, I will pry down the traffic ceiling for you."

[Princess Diao Man]: "Fight well, let me see if our long live Lord's intuition is really so accurate"

Yu Wenqiu was taken aback.

Although Diao Cihang has been busy these two days and is not often at the base, but he is such a big person occupying the room of the starters, it is logically impossible for Diao Cihang not to ask... It was the thoughtful and thoughtful Lord Long Live who helped him greet Diao Cihang, even He may have passed the news to Diao Cihang that he wanted to terminate the contract with the company and join the TB youth training.

Yu Wenqiu sniffed, and under Diao Cihang's pre-match mobilization words, he was so cool and domineering... deducted a 1, and then couldn't help but add another sentence——

[Jiu Mi]: "It is recommended to trust Suishen, he is really accurate"

The coach entered the training room with an iPad amidst the family members' sighs, "How can Qiubao lick Long Live God so much?"

The five members got ready, entered the team voice, tried the microphone, put away the hippie smiles in the group just now, even if it was a training match, even if the opponent was a team whose level was not as good as theirs, they still showed their attitude towards the regular competition. Attitude.

Of course Yu Wenqiu is no exception.

He was even hot-headed, ten times more focused and serious than others—because in a sense, this mediocre training match was the one that determined his fate.

The family encouraged Yuwenqiu a little in the team voice, and simply told him not to be nervous. Only Wansui's words were different from everyone else: "Autumn, don't get too excited, relax a bit, in the future... you will have many games To fight."

Wan Sui knew how he felt, and was sure that he was eager to try at this moment.

Yu Wenqiu's slightly trembling fingertips miraculously stabilized.

He moved his fingers habitually, adjusted his mentality and replied, "Yes, Captain."

Yu Wenqiu is very familiar with his old club, including Wind, the active starting mechanic of the BO team who was his substitute.

With two wins in three rounds, TB won the game without any suspense.

After the game, the coach was surprised when he got the battle data. He could only find four words to describe Yu Wenqiu's performance just now and his fit with the players——

Autumn player, the momentum is like a bamboo.

"Qiu Bao, can I ask which peripheral brand is looking for you to endorse? You really have a vision..." Wan Sui smiled and said, "Fortunately, you don't have a traffic ceiling yet... Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to afford you."

Before Yu Wenqiu had time to raise his tail, he suddenly realized: "Buy me? Buy me... What do you mean? Didn't I join the youth training first?"

Just clicked his tongue: "Stop pretending to be young when you're an adult, okay?"

Sister Zhuo said: "Why do you go to the youth training when you are old, and focus on Hu Rui's power training for Long Live Lord? Or do you dominate, accept younger brothers, and let the children wash your keycaps?"

Mi Hu poked his temples with both index fingers, his face was dull: "Should I say you are arrogant or you should say you are Versailles... Why don't you go and see Hu Rui's record first? Poor Sha Ni, he won Have you ever been?"

Wan Sui smiled.

Yu Wenqiu's cell phone vibrated suddenly.

In the small group of six "Brothers cut a knife", the cheap boss of the TB team, who doesn't care about anything, made an unprecedented decision and said incredulously——

[hooray]: "I'll terminate his contract and let him be my mechanic@怪淡公主"

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[Sister Zhuo]: "Abalone Soup with Rice"

[Jia Sisi]: "I have acne, I have rice with bean soup"

[Maozi]: "Fried Chicken Happy Water"

[hooray]: "Hot and sour powder, put more vinegar"

[Sister Zhuo]: "Long live the king of vinegar in East Asia. What about you, Qiubao?"

[Jiu Mi]: "...I am also the king of vinegar"

[Jia Sisi]: "It's so annoying, you two are not tired of being crooked, why do you always eat the same thing?"

After dinner, the stomach became more at ease, and the family members felt a little more real.

Just let out a long sigh: "To be honest, I don't even dare to think that there will be such a day... I thought our anchor mouth was already at the bottom of the food chain in this industry, and I never expected that there would be an idol mouth Lift me up!"

Polite Yu Wenqiu: "...you."

Compared with his family members, Yu Wenqiu was of course the most unreal one in the audience.

He covered his forehead and murmured hoarsely: "I didn't even dare to think that Team Wan would really want me... My brain is still hot..."

Wan Sui cleaned up the garbage and took it out. When he came back, he just heard Yu Wenqiu's words. He frowned slightly, walked over and grabbed Yu Wenqiu's gaming chair and turned it around a little. Yu Wenqiu was still holding his forehead Unexpectedly, he met Wan Sui's scrutinizing gaze from top to bottom.

Wan Sui held Yu Wenqiu's wrist with one hand, took his hand away, and placed the other palm on Yu Wenqiu's forehead.

For a moment, Wan Sui sighed helplessly: "You have a fever. Why don't you tell me you're sick?"

After dinner, Wan Sui's hands were not cold.

Yu Wenqiu felt that this body temperature was much more comfortable than his own.

He raised his head, and when Wan Sui let go of his hand, the palm of his hand accidentally brushed against the tip of his nose, and he breathed hot breath for a moment, making both of them itchy.

Yu Wenqiu looked into Wan Sui's eyes intently, and said dully:

"I... didn't find out."

"I'm patronizing... I'm happy."