God Yan anchor has been sealed again

Everyone else has already taken their seats in the KTV, and Wen Man and his party just went back to the hotel to put things away.

When Xuewei was about to arrive, he remembered that Wenman said that he would hold a welcome party for him.

He was very afraid of that kind of occasion, and he didn't like places with many strangers. Suddenly remembering this, he hesitated, and said to Wen Man: "That welcome party..."

"It's okay, I'll take you with me, just stay with me, just go over and let them get to know you." Wen Man said.

What he said was a little strange, not "get to know everyone", but "let them get to know you".

Xuewei let out an "oh" and followed him into the door.

This KTV has become a leisure place for most of the players in the All-Star Club these days - they can't go anywhere else, there are a series of facilities such as billiards and billiards indoors, but it is difficult for these nerds to have any feelings for those things. Interest, or love to sing.

Once inside, every room was deafening. Wen Man ordered a cup of ginger tea at the front desk and handed it to Xue Wei, and then took him to the elevator to the third floor.

The private room on the third floor is larger and a little quieter.Wen Man pushed open the door, and the people inside were singing.

Members of the first and second national teams were scattered throughout the large private room. A little fat man was singing passionately. The ones who left the door were members of the first team. Several teenagers raised their eyes and looked at them.

The singing stopped, and everyone was saying hello: "Team Wen! Hello, captain. Coach, are they here?"

"Not here yet, later." Wen Man stretched out his hand and stopped a team member who wanted to stand up and turn on the light, "You go ahead, I just brought someone over to say hello, please remember someone."

"He is NOW, that is, the person next to me. Next season, you will be a member of the second national team. You will be positioned as a sniper. At that time, you will be both teammates and opponents. You will see him on the field. You can learn more from him."

Wen Man lightly embraced Xuewei's shoulder.

Xuewei was not used to crowds, felt uncomfortable and seemed a little stiff. Under the dim light of the KTV, the young man's complexion is snow-white, and he is dressed in white with a red scarf. He is exquisite and good-looking.

"Welcome, welcome! We have the second team on this side, and the first team on the other side." The little fat man who just sang was very enthusiastic, and rushed over to shake hands with Xuewei. Your position. I will take him away first."

"Where are you going!! The Wen team won't take us to play if they see newcomers!!" Xiaopang booed, and the rest of the people were also half-truths and half-fake booers, and the emotional meaning of the mixture was unclear.

Several members of the first national team looked at Xuewei, with sharp eyes with a young victorious mind and curiosity about newcomers.

"Hey, little P, that newcomer is here." Someone pushed at the side, and Pandora was still sitting at the table looking at the song board without raising her head.

He hummed a nasal voice indifferently: "Well, I see."

The rest of the National Second Team raised their eyes and smiled in his direction, but none of them responded as eagerly.Heckling, applauding.

Xuewei didn't pay much attention to these things, and what made him feel relieved was that Wen Man didn't let him stay inside.Soon, he took him out of the national team's private room.

Leaving the private room, there was a gust of cold wind in the corridor, and Wen Man was still leading him forward.

"Where are you going?" Xuewei didn't see the welcome party. Although he felt that the welcome party would be awkward, he was still a little concerned about whether it was agreed or not.

"Go to the other side, our place." Wen Man took him, pushed open the door, and a large bouquet of gift paper exploded in front of him. There was a big cake on the tea table, and countless colorful balloons were arranged in the room. Behind the door The people burst out laughing one after another.

Knife: "surprise!!! Welcome to our PrettyBoy!!!"

ALAN: "Here it comes!! It's finally here! I've been waiting for a long time."

The people behind followed suit, the entire European team and the national team training team were here, and Xuewei knew most of them.

"The seat over there is reserved for EGT." Wen Man pointed to the seat over there, "They will come over later, you can sit down and eat first."

"The cake is for Pretty's little boy, let's welcome NOW into the league for the new year! Let's welcome our new world class sniper!"

Dao Shen also wrote a speech there, a small notebook with Chinese characters checked on it, and pinyin, which read crookedly, but very affectionately, like reciting a poem: "It was a pleasure to meet you once upon a time..."

Xuewei was led to sit down in front of the cake, her face flushed.

He stammered to the people around him, "Thank you, thank you."

With someone he knew around, he felt less uncomfortable, and began to eat cakes with peace of mind.

The small cake was written with jam on it as "Welcome Cake for NOW". It was very ordinary and simple. He cut the cake into many portions and took away the smallest plate, then sat in the corner and began to eat.

The others didn't bother him to talk, this private room was very big, everyone played their own way, he sat and ate cake, Wen Man brought him a hot water bottle and a bottle of milk, and then sat down beside him.

Sword God also came over, he tried to get close to Xuewei, but was stopped by Wen Man: "You sit here."

Knife said, "I'm going to sit next to the pretty boy."

Wen Man raised Erlang's legs and leaned against the sofa behind him, "Then you ask him yourself."

Xuewei was engrossed in eating the cake, and did not pay attention to the conversation between the two of them.Dao Shen glanced at him, hesitated to speak, and finally sat back silently.

little lone wolf.Unfamiliar people can't masturbate, and they may even bite.

Knife sat alone by the side.

He started talking to Wen Man: "You next year..."

"Shut up." Wen Man said in German.

Knife choked and shrank back lonely, feeling that the world is so cold.

He can't sing any songs in Chinese KTV, he looked around, dragged a game book, and started playing Spider Solitaire.

Not long after, the people from EGT also arrived. As soon as Zhao Xiaoyi, Wan Shi and Dangdang came in, they were flattered when they saw the people in the room.

"Oh my god, I actually saw the sword god! Can I go over and talk to him and ask a free man on the spot!" Dangdang said in a low voice.

"I think it's okay! I think we can queue up for advice! After all, I'm an assaulter, and I really need to learn how to fight assaulters!" The stubborn stone's eyes lit up.

Zhao Xiaoyi also thought about it: "I'm different. Although I don't have any feelings for free people, Dao Shen is one of my idols!!! Let's ask for advice!"

So the three of them ran over and surrounded Knife.

Knife was surprised: "?"

He didn't know these three kids yet, so he asked nervously, "Me, you, huh? What are you doing?"

The stubborn stone and his party had bright eyes: "Can you please join us in hacking?"

Knife: "What are you talking about? I don't understand. Did you ask about the cake? It's over there."

This string of Chinese is surprisingly fluent.

Before he could escape, Wen Man kindly translated for him: "They want you to take them to play games, and they have admired and admired you for a long time. In order to promote friendly exchanges between China and Germany and international leagues, there are several Machine, you go, come on."

Knife: "..."

He was dragged away by three bright-eyed boys.

After Xuewei finished eating the cake, she raised her eyes and found that the other side had already started playing games. After thinking for a while, she turned to Wen Man in a low voice: "Are they going to play games after they finish playing? Don't they say they will get bored?"

His current movements are much more intimate than before, as if a little beast had let down his vigilance, and when he turned sideways to ask him, his body was slightly closer, and the soft fragrance of his breath was blowing in front of him.

Wen Man lowered his eyes, staring at the texture of the tablecloth in front of him, and did not speak for a while.It wasn't until Xuewei gave him a strange look that he whispered, "...um."

The light in the KTV is dim, the singing is deafening, but the heartbeat can be heard.

After Xuewei finished eating the cake, she became more courageous and started to go over to the other side to watch the excitement.The stubborn stone and Dangdang were being beaten violently by the sword god, and the sword god smiled heartily, and they couldn't understand what they were saying.A group of people gestured like monkeys, conveying information through facial expressions and tone of voice, and they fought back and forth.

After the fight, Xuewei also watched the excitement, a group of people ordered barbecue and fast food, and some various wines, so the singers stopped singing, and the gamers stopped playing, and they all gathered together to eat things, drink soju.

Halfway through the meal, the head coach found it boring. While drinking beer, he taught foreign friends the culture of truth-or-dare, rolling the dice to determine their actions, and the loser had to drink or take truth-or-dare.

Xuewei was listening, very interested, the head coach served wine to count the number of people, and brought Xuewei a bottle of low-alcohol shochu.

Wen Man stretched out his hand to block it, and frowned slightly, "He's still young, so he can't drink."

Xuewei looked at him and said, "I'm eighteen."

"That's right, NOW is not young anymore, we are already older players here, you see Dao Shen playing professionally at the age of nine, that is young."

"That's called small? That's called nobody cares." Wen Man didn't agree with that, shook the can of soju and put it in front of him.

But the sword god smiled: "It's not too small, you should try the wine, otherwise you don't know how much you can drink, wouldn't it be more dangerous to go out in the future? Here, Nao, I'll give you these two bottles of wine, you can try it."

He babbled a lot, Xuewei understood a "NOW", but he probably understood his meaning: these two bottles of wine are for himself.

He pulled off the pull tab and smelled it, and a strong fruity fragrance permeated the air.

Knife gave a thumbs up: "Fruit wine, fruit wine, no problem, nice."

He looked at Xuewei and Wen Man at the same time and said, Wen Man reached out and took another can, and took a sip himself first.

It's really fruity.

He was relieved.

"Can you drink?" he asked in a low voice.

Xuewei thought about her drug taboos: "It can be..."

"Yeah." Wen Man no longer showed any expression, "I remember to pay attention to my own body."

Xuewei thought for a while and said, "Oh."

He is obedient.

Xuewei's luck was really not very good. The other three people from EGT tried their best to give him points, but he could lose. After three rounds, his bottle of "fruit wine" had bottomed out.

It was almost twelve o'clock at midnight.

"Okay, okay, don't drink. There will be a closing ceremony tomorrow morning. The state can't be too bad, let's break up." The head coach announced, and a group of people got up one after another.

Xuewei also got up, the room was too open, his ears were always red, but just this moment, his whole body swayed, his footsteps were unsteady, Wen Man was beside him, as if he hadn't expected it, he stretched out his hand Xuewei caught it.

Xuewei fell on him, but she didn't have the strength to control it, and bumped into him hard. Before Wen Man could make a sound, he groaned softly and in a small voice: "Head...a little dizzy."

Outside the door, Knife was proudly saying: "I brought it here on purpose. I wanted to impress Wenman...We haven't tested his drinking capacity before... Then this wine is fruity and has a strong stamina, so... "

Inside the door, Wen Man stopped, his hands stiffened, and then he supported Xuewei's shoulder.

He called him in a low voice: "Trouble... trouble?"

Xuewei still just rested her head on his chest, feeling very dizzy, and probably regarded him as a wall.

Now that the wall had spoken, he raised his eyes in confusion: "...Huh?"

The eyes are full of water, bright and hot, which can almost make people's thinking stagnate.