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"It's Xiaoqiu, right? Hello, the real person looks better than the photo, and I will work harder for future games." Zhao Yining said to Yu Wenqiu.

Zhao Yining did not deliberately avoid Yu Wenqiu's past idol status, but in the context, he has already been regarded as a player. It is really comfortable to chat with her. No wonder teammates who don't usually deal with girls can talk to her easy going.

Yu Wenqiu nodded and said "thank you", opened his mouth again, but said nothing more. Wan Sui glanced at him, as if he could see that he didn't know how to call someone, so he said, "Just follow them and call Miss Zhao. .”

"Yes," Zhao Yining blinked, "I'm the same age as Eras, although you don't want to call him brother."

"Zhao Yining," Wan Sui said helplessly, "save me some face in front of the children."

Zhao Yining suppressed a smile, and patted Wan Sui's shoulder to express relief and sympathy.

Yu Wenqiu pursed his lips, and suddenly felt a little inexplicable hostility towards the title "little friend" that once made him happy.

Without wasting time, the team members quickly started shooting promotional photos under the arrangement of Zhao Yining and two other staff members. The first one was a group photo of five people.

The photo stations are generally based on the positions they play, from left to right are warriors, hunters, mages, mechanics and witch doctors.But Yu Wenqiu's thinking was "polluted" by the boy group thinking for a while, and he hesitated and felt that it would be impolite to stand in the middle when he first arrived, so he stood still for the time being, and wanted to wait for his family to take a good position before going to see it stand up.

But Wan Sui naturally pulled him over and reminded him in a low voice, "Stand beside me."

Yu Wenqiu let out an "oh", obediently moved over and stood beside Wan Sui.

"Come closer to the double C, leave such a big gap for Manager Diao to stand? Or is it a P picture space specially reserved for fans?" The flashing light clicked, and Zhao Yining would occasionally remind him, "Sister Zhuo, please step aside."

Zhuo Jie said depressedly: "I'm still slipping away! Just invite me out!"

Yu Wenqiu couldn't hold back, and laughed twice with everyone.

"Okay," Zhao Yining said after taking the group photo and then taking photos of the single person one by one, "Take off your clothes, and take another set of refreshing ones, and save them for later publicity."

"Listen to what you said," Zhuo Jie finally found a chance to reply, and clicked twice, "Take off your clothes, just like we are taking a photo."

Zhao Yining rolled his eyes: "Short-sleeved sportswear photoshoot? Ask Xiaoqiu if you agree with this taste."

The family members were overjoyed, and took off the long-sleeved jackets of the team uniforms to reveal the short sleeves inside—then, led by Zhuo Jie, they threw the jackets to Zhao Yining.

Zhao Yining rolled his eyes even wider: "I'm going? I have to carry a load to take a picture of you? Can I find a bench and let it go?"

Zhuo Jie put his palms together and bowed to Zhao Yining: "Thank you, don't you have to leave the bench for others to sit on?"

Just followed suit and put his coat on Zhao Yining's other shoulder: "Beautiful Miss Zhao, she's just a hanger!"

Mi Hu looked at it and saw that there was no place on his shoulder, so he hung the clothes on Zhao Yining's arms: "Thank you, Miss Zhao, who is kind and kind!"

Diao Cihang stood on the side and complained, "A bunch of bastards, just like those stinky boys in school who rush to get in front of their female classmates, they will really embarrass me..."

Zhao Yining laughed angrily, and after a while she broke the can and broke the can. She first handed the camera to the staff next to her for a while, and then she put on all three coats for the heavier ones, and threw them at Wan Sui. Waving to Yu Wenqiu: "Come on, give me yours too."

Yu Wenqiu saw the slim beauty wearing a Michelin star, and couldn't bear it: "Forget it, I'll just give it to the manager..."

Before Diao Cihang could reach out his hand, Zhuo Jie interrupted: "You two don't get along with each other, you can be together if you bully someone!"

Wan Sui took Yu Wenqiu's clothes, together with his, and handed them to Zhao Yining: "It's hard work, let the princess treat you to dinner later."

Zhao Yining made an OK comparison, and continued to wear the coat just like above.

However, she took one casually, and first got Yu Wenqiu's, and she knew it was small as soon as she put it on. After all, three coats were a bit bulky, and it would definitely be tight to wear. Considering that it would be difficult to take pictures for a while, she changed it into Wan Sui's.

Wan Sui's clothes were too big, and they were barely loose. Zhao Yining raised his hand and hung Yu Wenqiu's coat around his neck again, then waved his hand: "Qi work, let's start."

Yu Wenqiu looked at Wan Sui's coat that was not actually worn directly on Zhao Yining's body, and his heart suddenly responded.

After the shooting, everyone claimed their own clothes. It was hot, but there was air conditioning in the car, so I was too lazy to hold the clothes in my hands, so I wore them all on my body.

Diao Cihang took into account that FU was also in the photo shop, intentionally or unintentionally told everyone not to delay and get in the car and prepare to go home. It was either because he was afraid of FU's people, or because he was afraid of encountering each other on a narrow road. He couldn't control the brave men in his team.

Zhao Yining saw them off at the door, and Yu Wenqiu and his family said hello to her and said goodbye, and got into the car first.

Wan Sui didn't, and Wan Sui was still standing at the entrance of the photo studio, signing Zhao Yining's autograph. Looking at the posture, at least fifteen papers started.

Yu Wenqiu pursed his lips, not knowing why he had a feeling of "out of sight, out of mind", and subconsciously looked away.

While waiting for Wansui, the family members chatted in the car.

Zhuo Jie glanced at Yu Wenqiu quietly, raised his head and said, "Speaking of which, Lord Long Live and Sister Zhao have known each other for many years, right?"

"Yeah, haven't we all known each other for many years?" Just recalled as Wan Sui's contemporary, "When the old captain was still on the team, we were always brought here to take pictures. .”

"Hey, in this way, you have known someone for more than five years, and the female compatriot who is a little familiar with the Long Live Lord is Miss Zhao." Mi Hu pondered for a moment, and said, "I don't think so, I just say it. ...these two seem to be a good match."

Hearing this, Yu Wenqiu's palm resting on his lap suddenly curled up, and his long and thin fingers twisted together, just like his wrinkled mood at the moment.He lowered his head and looked at his fingers that were pinched together, the uncomfortable feeling in his heart intensified, like weeds growing wildly in spring, making people prickly and itchy.

"Come on," Just waved his hand, "What a good match."

Yu Wenqiu whispered in his heart, "Yes".

As a result, Just said in the next sentence: "Long Live Lord, Master Wuxin, how can he be worthy of our sweet little Goddess Zhao?"

Yu Wenqiu: "...?"

What a fart!

The family laughed and agreed, and Wan Sui was in the car returning at this time.

The empty seat was in the middle of the last row, right next to Yu Wenqiu, and Wan Sui struggled to get past Juste. For such a moment, Yu Wenqiu didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but he smelled the sound from the coat on Wan Sui's body. He saw a faint scent of perfume that he was very familiar with.

Yu Wenqiu's whole heart suddenly seemed to be pickled by lemon juice.

Wan Sui sat down without realizing it, and asked, "What are you talking about, so happy."

Zhuo Jie sat on the other side of Wan Sui, beamed and replied, "I'm talking about what our Long Live Lord likes."

Yu Wenqiu couldn't help but thumped in his heart, pricked up his ears, and quietly glanced at Wan Sui's face.

"I won't be here for a while and you are going to entertain me?" Of course Wan Sui could feel Yu Wenqiu's gaze, he raised his eyebrows lightly, looked at the expressive Zhuo Jie again, and said frankly, "This What's there to talk about, I like people to like."

Yu Wenqiu's right thumb and index finger twirled together, unconsciously squeezed hard on the joint of his left thumb, his fingernails turned white, and he was so entangled... This answer is too general, what is likable?

Mi Hu turned around and lay down on the headrest of the car seat, revealing a pair of small eyes who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic; "Long live, is our little Miss Zhao likable?"

Just let out a very cooperative "Yo—" and the ending sounded so long that it was very joking.

Yu Wenqiu became a little anxious, raised his eyes and stared at Mi Hu: "No gossip, you!"

Mi Hu stuck out his tongue: "Slightly! Just gossip! My little sister Zhao left the Long Live Lord alone on the pretext of asking for an autograph, so why don't the family members gossip? What if they change their name to sister-in-law in the future?"

Yu Wenqiu really wanted to call his sister-in-law a fart, but it was almost as good as a big brother with Xiao Zhao's posture.

"Fuck off, what's the reason for asking for an autograph? She's asking for an autograph for a friend. You're more popular than me and she wants yours." Wan Sui laughed and scolded them, "It's okay to make fun of me, don't blindly tarnish the girl's innocence, free."

"Hey——" Mi Hu sighed and turned back, nestled back in the seat, and said with emotion, "A litter of single dogs."

Yu Wenqiu's anxious mood was temporarily suppressed.

Because I went out to take pictures in the morning, and lunch was a boxed lunch at the photo studio. At this moment, the family members were tired, and after chatting for a while, Juste and Mihu fell asleep. Sui chatted a few words about the summer game, but Yu Wenqiu was the only one who was bored and didn't say a few words.

It's one thing to have anxiety suppressed, quite another to be in a bad mood.

He smelled the faint scent of perfume on Wan Sui's body, and felt that his mood would never get better before he got off the car.

Miss Zhao sprays perfume like toilet water. It is reasonable to say that other people, even himself, may have a little bit of it, but he is the only one who doesn't like Wan Sui.

While everyone's attention was not on him, Wan Sui stretched out his hand, touched the protruding point of Yu Wenqiu's wrist with his fingertips, and asked in a low voice, "Tired? Sleep for a while?"

Yu Wenqiu shook his head, but still didn't speak.

Not only did he not speak, but he turned his head and looked out the window, probably because he didn't want to talk to Wan Sui.

Wan Sui was a little surprised and didn't know what happened to Yu Wenqiu today, so he bumped Zhuo Jie with his elbow and gave Yu Wenqiu a look with his eyes.

Zhuo Jie sighed and shook his head again, moved closer to Wan Sui, and reminded in a very soft voice under his throat:

"Eat—jealous—la—"

Back to base.

Everyone took off their team uniforms and jackets, those who turned on the air conditioner, those who went to the kitchen went to the kitchen, but Yu Wenqiu said "I'm going to practice first" without saying a word, and was about to go to the training room.

Wan Sui quickly grabbed his arm: "Take a break first, don't worry."

But just as Wan Sui took off his coat, Yu Wenqiu passed by him, and the air flowed... Yu Wenqiu wrinkled his nose, and couldn't help it anymore.

He is not a person who beats around the bush, although he hasn't fully understood why he is so unhappy, but he can't just hold back and ask Wan Sui directly: "Captain, do you...do you want to wash your coat?"

Wan Sui was stunned for a moment: "I don't wash it, I just collect it in the morning."

Yu Wenqiu asked in a low voice: "Is it okay to wash it...it smells."

"Huh?" Wan Sui was rarely confused, he didn't understand why the clothes offended people for a while, and he didn't connect Zhuo Jie's jealous words to his clothes. After smelling it, "Is there any? It's still fragrant."

Yu Wenqiu's scalp exploded.

Because of Wan Sui's action, Yu Wenqiu's mood instantly changed from unsatisfactory to outrageous.

He stood in front of Wan Sui, pursed his lips for a while, suppressed the fire, turned his head and walked away.