flicker, then flicker

Chapter 30、

Zhong Rui rubbed the five people one by one, and finally grabbed Art's wrist for a closer look.

"Are you all right?" Zhong Rui was a little worried. The hand in front of him was not a hand, but the thigh of the whole team, the hope of prosperity.

"It hurts a little, it should be fine." Art moved his wrist, "It hurts just where you pressed it."

... I just grabbed it casually, is it so accurate?

Zhong Rui suspected that this person was lying to him, but because of the camera not far away, he didn't say much, and rubbed it a few times in a businesslike manner.He saw the operation just now, and thought that he was at that level in his peak state, and it is not impossible to cause stress pain due to high muscle tension, but... Zhong Rui would rather be deceived at the moment.

In the fourth game, Art saved his teammates from fire and water many times with brilliant operations. The scene was no longer as one-sided as in the previous three games. Instead, Shengshi took advantage of several rounds of team battles.

"Teacher Hua has changed today," the female commentator said meaningfully after hearing him praise Art one after another, "You seem to like the contestant Art very much."

"It's not like I like it," Wang Xianzheng waved his hands again and again, not being fooled by her, "I just saw a little bit of Noah in him."

"However, he is a little bit better than Noah." He paused for a moment, and said without hesitation, "Although Noah also grabs development, he will take care of his teammates' finances. Art is different. His style of play To put it nicely, it’s called wild nuclear, but to put it badly, it’s called cancer.”

"But there is no doubt that this is the most suitable tactic for the prosperous age right now."

With the cancerous style of play in his mouth, Art's economy far surpassed the nine enemies and us, and he caught the opponent's mistake and won the fourth round directly.

No one expected that last season's champion would be forced to compete for the final game by such a group of improvised teams. The online quiz also turned in a different direction, and Shengshi's support rate continued to soar.

"It's not that easy to win." After listening to the real-time data broadcast, Wang Xianzheng began to pour cold water, "Star won't let them use the same move twice."

The final round of BP is going on on the court, and the female commentator looks at the big screen expectantly: "Then let us verify whether Teacher Hua is fresh milk or poisonous milk."

"How can you just verify me?" Wang Xianzheng was taken aback for a moment, and the trouble was diverted, "Brother Yue, what do you think?"

"I...?" Knowing that it was the fault, Hang Zhe could only take it and memorize it, "Of course I support Shengshi."

In fact, Hang Zhe agreed with him from the bottom of his heart. If the prosperity of the third round was barely won by strength, the round just now was really an element of luck.

As they expected, Star didn't give Shengshi any chance in the whole round, and almost reproduced the first round, suppressing strongly from beginning to end, overthrowing the base like a broken bamboo, and winning the opening match.

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In the Shengshi lounge, the atmosphere was far less heavy than expected from the outside.

Fish Ball jumped onto Captain's neck with his arms around his neck. Art pretended to look across the room casually, and found that Zhong Rui hadn't noticed this side at all. He breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little bit disappointed.

"Those who didn't know thought we were the ones who won tonight," Art pulled the man off himself, straightened his clothes, "Pack up your things and go back first, and invite everyone to dinner tonight."

The team members looked at him excitedly and expectantly. Art had no choice but to comply with their wishes, smiled and said, "Congratulations for our two points."

The cheers passed through the wall and went straight to the opposite lounge. The Star players almost thought that they had lost the game and went crazy.

The group returned to the hotel, and Zhong Rui didn't realize that he had forgotten an important thing until he was standing in the room.

"Oops, I forgot about my sister-in-law." Zhong Rui slapped his forehead and said to Yu Wan, who lives with him, "Go ahead first, I'll be there later."

Zhong Rui called Yan Ming, and it was Hang Zhe who answered the phone.

"Why are you?" Zhong Rui didn't realize it for a moment, "Where's Xiao Mingming?"

"Xiao Mingming was abandoned by you and is writing a letter of severance..." Before Hang Zhe finished speaking, the person on the other end of the phone changed, Yan Ming took a breath, and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense, it was a bit inconvenient just now. Find What's the matter with me?"

"Oh...it's inconvenient..." Zhong Rui chuckled and understood instantly, "I'm looking for you to have dinner with Brother Yue, and I'll send you the place later."

After hanging up the phone, Hang Zhe lowered his head and rubbed his lips: "Why don't you explain clearly, why is it inconvenient?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to go out after explaining," Yan Ming put his arm between the two, with his elbow on his chest, "Do you want to continue, or hurry up, they are waiting for us to eat."

Knowing that he said that on purpose, Hang Zhe got up from him: "You know it's not too late, but you still tease me."

Yan Ming got up and blinked: "Who said it won't be soon, we can use our hands, or...or..." It's over and I can't say it!

"Or what?" Hang Zhe stood beside the bed amusedly, and blushed at the sight of the molesting person, "Such a thin-skinned person still imitates other people's swearing."

Zhong Rui and the others looked for a very remote place, and the table was not big. When Hang Zhe arrived, they sat at the same table with Zhong Rui, Art and Fish Ball, and the others sat at the other table.

After a few glasses of wine, the youngest one became high first, and the fish ball turned into a troubled boy, pestering Art to keep asking questions.

"Captain, would you like to treat me to dinner tonight?" After getting the answer, Yu Wan asked again, "Then can you ask the boss for reimbursement?"

Seeing Art frowned, Yu Wan thought he had just thought of this question: "What if the boss is angry because we lost the game and won't reimburse you?"

"Then captain, you are too pitiful. How about I treat you this time." Yu Wan took out his wallet and murmured, "When we win the game next time, we will give the boss a big meal."

... The boss wanted to hit someone after hearing this!

Art raised his hand, and finally just stuffed the wallet back for him, and said lightly: "You don't need it."

Zhong Rui sipped his drink in the excitement, and chatted with Yan Ming while drinking. Halfway through the drink, he was about to add more wine for him, when Yan Ming suddenly covered the mouth of his glass: "I won't drink."

"What are you doing?" Zhong Rui was surprised, "Where are you going now, let's drink some more."

"No." Yan Ming put a sticker on his face with the back of his hand, "This is just right now."

"Okay," Zhong Rui didn't try to persuade him anymore, but he was really curious when he saw this for the first time, "But what does this just mean? There is such a thing about drinking?"

Yan Ming shook his head lightly, with a smile on his lips: "No, don't ask."

Hang Zhe chatted with Art for a few words, turned his head and found that Yan Ming consciously drank plain water, secretly relieved.Before going out, I was set ablaze by this man, and I still waited a while to go back to deal with him, but don't really fall asleep after drinking too much.

However, Hang Zhe always felt that something was wrong with him today, and this strange feeling lasted until the two returned to the residence. Hang Zhe wiped his face for him, and pinched his face: "What's the matter today, what are you thinking about?" What, tell me?"

Yan Ming actually had a lot to say, saying that he finally knew what Hang Zhe was busy with recently, why he took on so many jobs at once, and what good things he did with his ID card a few days ago.

I want to say too much, all kinds of words are crowded in my throat, I scramble to come out, but I am suppressed by the "just right" alcohol, my messy thoughts are entangled, and finally there is only one voice left, high Let's do it loudly, and make him a dark and dark sun and moon.

Hang Zhe stretched out his hand and stroked his Adam's apple with his thumb: "Are you thirsty, let me pour you a glass of water first?"

Just as he was about to get up, someone grabbed his arm, Yan Ming looked at him straight, and his words almost petrified him on the spot.

"I want to be on top." Seeing him staring blankly, Yan Ming bit his lip and lowered his voice, "Is that okay?"

... Cooperating with this cup tonight is to embolden myself.

It's not that Hang Zhe disagrees, it's just that he didn't react for a while. When he came back to his senses, he was already stripped half naked, and he was condescending. When the two looked at each other, they were both a little uncomfortable.

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"I can't come..." Yan Ming nestled in his arms listlessly, moaning, "I still have to fly tomorrow."

"Well." Hang Zhe patted him on the back lightly, "Go to sleep."

Some things, it's not too late to ask after waking up.

The author has something to say: Please move to wb for xxx content

It doesn't matter if you don't read it, there is no real content, and it can be summed up in one sentence: what is on the top is not necessarily an attack.

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Sorry for being so slow, I've been really busy recently, and there's not much content to follow, so I'll try to finish as soon as possible.

Happy New Years Eve to everyone in advance.