Quick Pass: Play Cannon Fodder

After only one day, news of Liang McQueen's visit to Xuqing spread throughout the school, and even spread to Uehara next door.

"What did senior Liang come to Xuqing for?" Doubts like this spread among teammates.

Xing Huan had long forgotten Xiao Yinlong's tears, but it was Xiao Yinlong himself who cursed Xing Huan viciously in Uehara, crying all kinds of misery. Only then did his teammates know the reason why Liang McQueen visited Xuqing, and they couldn't help applauding.

Because Xiao Yinlong and Sun Peiyan escaped training without authorization and the circumstances were serious, they were criticized by the school notice and suspended for two months.Whether it is a friendly match or the next U17 league, they will have to sit on the bench for two months, as if they have received a red card.

"I knew that Senior Liang was a fair person, so this is an outburst of anger for us!" Yao Yuan was so excited that he kept waving his fists, "Little Guoren, will you continue to be his nurse?"

Xing Huan just took a shower and was lying on the bed checking his smart watch.In the quiet dormitory, the roommates in group B have not come back yet, and Xing Huan can hear a very clear "hmm".

He didn't forget Liang McQueen's covetous eyes. If he didn't agree, Liang McQueen would definitely turn into an irritable giant panda again, which would be useless to his plan.

Besides, Xing Huan also really wants to play with Wild Man in the next World Cup, and he has already chosen the goalkeeper position, so he can only let Wild Man charge forward.In this way, their hopes of winning the Hercules Cup will be much higher.

Xing Huan doesn't trust anyone but the football god of this world. Only by healing the foot injury of this god can we work together to restore the world.

On the other hand, Assistant Chen was surprised by Liang McQueen's visit to Xuqing.Knowing that Liang McQueen taught Xiao Yinlong a lesson for Xing Huan regardless of his uncle's and nephew's feelings, he finally saw the original Liang McQueen, and it was not in vain for him to come up with such a bad idea.

You know, it's been half a year, Liang McQueen has never left the door, and this is the first time he went out for a ride, just to win a small crutch.

No matter what, I want to get this little crutch.Both Liang McQueen and Assistant Chen thought so, and successively increased Xing Huan's hourly salary to 1000 yuan per hour.

Liang McQueen even found out Xing Huan's background, and then paid Xing Huan's tuition fees for the last two years in his own name.However, he was worried that doing so would hurt Xing Huan's self-esteem, so he simply donated 200 million to Xuqing, including Xing Huan's expenses.

Occasionally, Assistant Chen would sneak a peek at Liang McQueen's expression, and found that he always raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously, as if he had found his purpose in life again...

Pushing his glasses, Assistant Chen quietly exited the convalescent room, and said to the driver guarding the door: "Listen carefully, you must pick up Wen Qiuren on time every morning, and then send him to Mr. Liang safely. here."

The driver nodded and said, "Okay, Assistant Chen."

In this way, Xing Huan officially became Liang McQueen's personal care worker and signed a three-year contract.

It was very clearly written in the contract that Xing Huan would spend at least two hours a day with Liang McQueen, and would be there whenever necessary.

Judging from the current hourly salary, Xing Huan only needs to work for one month to make up one year's tuition. However, he had to let Liang McQueen get off the crutch and return to the game, so he chose a three-year contract.

"Your choice is right, Wen Qiuren. Now, you can be regarded as a youth training player who has no worries about food and clothing." Assistant Chen poked his head out of the private car again.

Xing Huan shrugged, thinking that it was time to heal the giant panda, and brought two bamboos along the way.

In the garden of the convalescent room, Liang McQueen played with the bamboo and mistakenly thought it was a new crutch Xing Huan made for him.

Xing Huan couldn't help laughing, quickly pressed the shutter, and took a few photos of Liang McQueen: "That's it, raise the bamboo a little higher, so I can see your little lame leg."

"Ah, Wen Qiuren, please stop!" Liang McQueen threw the bamboo away, and immediately became furious, but he couldn't jump up.

Xing Huan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and directly stuffed the photos into his trouser pocket, and said lightly: "After your foot is healed, it will be very interesting to look at these photos."

Hearing this sentence, Liang McQueen raised his eyebrows, looking quite confused.Immediately afterwards, this deep confusion turned into a touch of helplessness, which drifted away on Liang McQueen's face.

"Little crutches, don't comfort me. I know my own left foot." After finishing speaking, Liang McQueen looked up at Xing Huan, his eyes shrewd again.

I don't know why, but he just likes that Xing Huan is alive and kicking in front of him, as if every frown and smile of Xing Huan can bring him great joy.

Damn, I'm already limping like this, and I'm still in the mood to lose my temper.Xing Huan rubbed the hair on his forehead, helped Liang McQueen back to the bedroom, and let him lie flat on the bed.

Seeing that Xing Huan was going to do something again, Liang McQueen grabbed the edge of the bed tightly and said in horror: "Little crutches, we have agreed in advance. I gave you this job, but it doesn't mean you can abuse me."

Xing Huan glanced at Liang McQueen, then pinched his ankle again.Liang McQueen stopped talking immediately, and obediently held his breath.

However, troublesome things came.

Xing Huan has to coax Leung McQueen into wearing his smart watch so that Uncle can heal Leung McQueen.After all, Liang McQueen hurt his bones, and it was not a problem that could be solved by taking two pills.

After pondering for a while, Xing Huan said, "Senior Liang, I believe your left foot can recover, so you can lie down with peace of mind." After that, he took off Liang McQueen's smart watch.

Just as Liang McQueen was about to ask why, Xing Huan took off his smart watch and put it on Liang McQueen's wrist.

"You know, I'm from the countryside. This smart watch is a gift from the whole village. It's full of blessings." Having said that, Xing Huan started to make up things, "I hope it can bless you, Get you back in the game. Until then, wear it."

This... is superstition.Liang McQueen thought so in his heart, but his thin lips were tightly closed.His left foot was still in Xing Huan's hands, and he didn't want to break it again.

Xing Huan saw through Liang McQueen's thoughts, and laughed again: "Even if it's a superstition, you should accept it as a blessing. This is the most valuable thing in me."

Xing Huan's words are true, the value of the uncle can definitely kill the 15 billion myth created by Liang McQueen.Xing Huan had a sad tone, which moved Liang McQueen very much.

Half a year had passed since the car accident, except for the media and his teammates, Xiao Yinlong never cared about his injury at all, and repeatedly made trouble, turning right and wrong into black and white.Xing Huan is not related to him, but he cares about him so much, there is no harm if there is no comparison.

At this time, the uncle was shocked and told Xing Huan Liang McQueen's heartfelt feelings.

Xing Huan chuckled, wondering if he could not care about the wild man, and didn't see which bastard let him into the painting, and played with him everywhere.

In fact, in the real world, Xing Huan also likes to play indoor football, that is, futsal, with Bi Jason.

Said it was a system of five, but in fact it was just the two of them.Xing Huan will act as the goalkeeper every time, flying to the shots of Bi Jason.

What impressed me the most was that once they were tired from playing, they lay down under the goal to rest at the same time.

Since his hair was soaked, Xing Huan covered his forehead with the back of his hand, while Big Jason turned his face, stared at him affectionately, and then said a meaningful love sentence:

"Baby, be optimistic about your goal, only let me score."

"Huh?" Xing Huan put down his arms, looking back at the tenderness in Bi Jason's eyes, trying to understand the meaning of this love words.

It was at that time that Xing Huan decided that Bi Jason was a pervert, no matter what he did, he would have sperm in his head... But even so, it was quite romantic.

When Xing Huan recalled the past, Liang McQueen snorted and said, "My ankles are a little hot. Perhaps, your blessings have worked."

Xing Huan looked down at the smart watch, and an "OK" gesture was displayed on the screen: "Don't worry, Mr. Huanhuan, I have activated the treatment system, the original artist will occasionally get hot and itchy, this is a normal reaction .”

Okay, just don't be fussy...

Finally, Xing Huan broke into a smile, and put Liang McQueen's smart watch on his wrist again.

For the next two weeks, Xing Huan’s schedule was very tight. In the morning, he secretly went to the recuperation room, at noon he returned to the cafeteria for dinner, in the afternoon he went to the youth training, in the evening he went to the classroom for evening self-study, and then he had a sweet dream late at night.

Every time he leaves the convalescent room, Xing Huan will take the uncle with him.Spending two hours a day to heal Liang McQueen's injuries is already the uncle's limit, not to mention that Liang McQueen also uses his own smart watch, which has many numbers on it.

And Xing Huan has already searched all over: Xiao Yinlong's number, Uehara and Xuqing's number, teammates' numbers, several football clubs' numbers, and the numbers of three insurance companies that were dragged down by Liang McQueen's foot injury... .

Liang McQueen didn't care that Xing Huan checked his smart watch, and even forgot about the car accident, and began to look forward to the moment when Xing Huan appeared in front of him every day.

Xing Huan noticed the change in Liang McQueen, but Liang McQueen still thought he was a straight man, and he was troubled by it for a long time.

"Little Crutches, you stay here for lunch today, and I'll ask Assistant Chen to deliver the meal."

"I'd better go back to training early, next month will be the U17 league."

Unexpectedly, when Xing Huan was about to leave the bed, Liang McQueen suddenly grabbed his wrist: "Don't go."

Xing Huan slipped his slippers and fell into Liang McQueen's arms.Liang McQueen hugged Xing Huan and pressed Xing Huan's forehead to his chin, and a charming fragrance of hair came to his nostrils.

"I said, don't go."

After pushing and rubbing for a while, Xing Huan simply nestled on Liang McQueen's chest to see how he would explain it.

Liang McQueen was taken aback by his involuntary emotion, but he still put his arms around Xing Huan and said softly, "Sleep if you are sleepy, I will ask for leave for you."

To be honest, Xing Huan was so sleepy that he nodded and started snoring.

Like a kitten's purring, Liang McQueen laughed again and again. He stroked Xing Huan's cheek, thinking that he was really bent?Or was it bent by a small fan?

When Xing Huan woke up from his sleep, he saw Liang McQueen lying on the bed holding a football, looking very preoccupied.

Damn it, how long is this bastard going to bend without knowing it?

Stretching, Xing Huan snatched the football and put it on Liang McQueen's pants.

Feeling the friction of the football and seeing Xing Huan's smirk, Liang McQueen immediately tensed up all his muscles: "Little crutches, what are you playing with?"

Xing Huan twitched his lips, and said playfully, "Senior Liang, let's play a game. If you let the football fall, I will believe that you are a straight man of steel."

The author has something to say: Christmas Eve tonight, Christmas tomorrow, I wish the babies a happy holiday =3=