God Yan anchor has been sealed again

Xuewei leaned on the car window and confirmed with Wenman: "Is it Brother Poet? The Sword God is looking for him?"

"It should be. I didn't ask the specifics." Wen Man said.

Xuewei looked at Wen Man, thought it over, and didn't ask him why the poet didn't come to him, and didn't contact them.

He remembered his ICE contact page, both poets and black and white hadn't logged in since four years ago.

After thinking for a long time, he asked, "Before...at that time, what happened?"

He didn't wait for the award ceremony and the results to be announced on the field. He developed a high fever and sent him back to China after the match, and he never knew what happened after that.

The bonus was sent to him by Wen Man later, directly on the card.

Later, he thought that everyone would fight in their own way, and gradually dispersed because of their own three-dimensional affairs.Netizens said over the years that Wenman abandoned his teammates from his old country in order to win, but he didn't know about it, he just thought it was a rumor.

Wen Man didn't answer, Xuewei thought for a while and said, "If it's not convenient for you to say it, forget it."

He moved back, leaned on the back of the seat, put his hands on his knees obediently, his eyes were still looking out of the window, but his tone was a little more cautious.

When the red light turned green, Wen Man started the vehicle, turned the steering wheel again, and said softly, "It's nothing, the team just broke up. I didn't tell you before."

"Huh?" Xue slightly raised her head.

"The championship fund was 20 euros, and the event sponsorship group at that time was also the official regional evaluator of the "fire" league at that time. There were many people competing with us for the introduction of the Chinese professional league qualification."

Wen Man said, "We have won the championship, and we need the Chinese team to enter the competition league and get the qualification for professional promotion. There are two conditions."

"All of us signed to the European team at the time and then lost in the round robin to the team they were promoting."

"If not, then our team will not be allowed to participate in international competitions for four years."

Wen Man turned a corner smoothly, and his voice was also very steady, "I must get the qualification for the national competition, and I can't agree to their conditions, so I'm leaving."

"Both Poet and Black and White signed professional contracts with me before, and I returned the contracts to them. Then I left the team and re-selected people from China to form a team."

Wen Man said, "I recommended them to other teams, but they couldn't accept it. After our current national team was formed, I also approached them, but they were not very willing to come back."

His tone was very calm, Xuewei listened to it, but could imagine the situation at that time.

Wen Man is the main C.

The meaning of the main C's voluntary departure is different for this team, not to mention that the four of them are old people who have fought all the way from Internet cafes, and the team's feelings and foundations are even more different.

As soon as Wen Man left, Xue Wei was no longer there, so the team was no different from just disbanding.The captain's departure is equivalent to disbanding the team on his own initiative.

From another point of view, Wen Man just left everyone behind—in order to complete his great plan of introducing a professional league in the country, the "national captain".

Xuewei hesitated for a moment, and asked him to confirm: "Who was the person who competed with you at that time?"

"DUCK Business Alliance, they were called this name at the time, and later they changed their name to SSQ in China." Wen Man said.

Xuewei let out an "oh".

"That... fortunately, it wasn't taken away by them." He said.

Wen Man glanced at him: "You don't have any ideas?"...

Xuewei said: "It's because none of you told me about this at the beginning."

"You were too young at the time." Wen Man said, "I'm sorry."

Xuewei leaned back again.

"I really miss them."

Wen Man remained silent.He lowered his eyes quietly, with slender eyelashes, his expression was indifferent, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

There was a few minutes of traffic jams on the road, causing them to arrive later than everyone else.When we entered, the private room was already full of people.

Alan was setting up a fruit basket, and quickly got up to say hello: "You guys are here! We don't dare to order takeout if you're not here, come to Maiba soon."

microphone.

Definitely not Xuewei.

Xue Wei turned her head to look at Wen Man.

When he was in the first team, he had never heard Man sing.

Wen Man lowered his head and smiled, and first took Xue Wei to sit over: "You guys sing first, have you chosen the takeaway yet?"

"I've made my choice. Let's eat fried chicken and barbecue. See if you want to order anything else." Su Yu handed over the phone, "Today the head coach said that he will pay the bill to celebrate the first regular season victory of the new season! !!"

Wen Man took it over, and looked at it head-to-head with Xuewei.

They ordered a lot of fried chicken buckets, and the barbecue was all spicy and exciting. Wen Man whispered, "Can I order porridge for you?"

Xuewei shook her head, and said obediently: "Can I eat rice balls? I can eat rice balls, and I want to eat some fried chicken too."

When Wenman was around, he basically had no chance to eat junk food, and he had already resigned himself to his fate.

"I'll order another soup for you? It's freezing during the day." Wen Man moved his fingertips and ordered another soup for him. Xuewei leaned next to him. He wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, No specific comments either.

The feeling of being arranged is familiar.

It's still the same feeling as before, everything is arranged by him, and it's good for him to follow behind him.He is his support on the field, and he just follows behind him off the field, from home to abroad.

Xuewei watched as Wen Man ordered takeaway for him, and asked the waiter to bring ginger tea, and replaced the ice sprite in front of him.

The people around have already started singing. In order to prevent someone from grabbing the mic, everyone took turns passing the microphone and asking everyone to sing a few words.

Xuewei has been to KTV before - he used to come to games often, but he has a cold personality and doesn't care much about others, so he basically doesn't speak.

Today he was familiar with the national team, and he had to sing a few words amidst the booing of the crowd.

"I am—a—little green dragon, little green dragon."

Xuewei sang calmly, without any change in expression, "Little Qinglong—Little Qinglong, I have many little secrets—"

"Don't laugh." Fenglei told Xiaopang in a low voice, "Respect for Mr. Xue is our first principle!"

Xuewei's singing was not only out of tune but also unable to keep up with the rhythm. He sang the above lines, but the following lyrics had already rolled past his eyes quickly. The quieter, but still humming firmly.

He has a cold personality, but his voice is clear and soft, and after humming, it seems like intermittent thoughts, or acting like a baby.

"I have—a—little secret, little secret, I'm a..."

Wen Man leaned on the sofa beside him, tilted his head slightly, his Adam's apple was very clear, rolling gently from time to time.

It was very hot in the private room. He took off his coat and put it on the sofa. He was wearing a simple but well-crafted half turtleneck sweater, and the lines of his body were also very smooth.

Light and shadow flowed in the private room, and he just leaned on the back of the sofa like that, turning his head slightly to watch him sing seriously.

The others didn't pay attention, when Xuewei finished singing, they dragged him to watch the highlight clip of the first match.

After the battle with CZ, Xuewei's various highlight clips have become popular on all major websites, and the ID Nw has really begun to become familiar.Also because of this first regular season game, the attention of the league has increased a lot, and even the second game of this week has continued to increase the attention of EGT games.

"EGT is my old team." Xue Wei studied the roster, looked up and asked the head coach, "Should I continue to play them?"

"We know this, so what we want is to ask your opinion. You played very well in the first game. Now that Team Wen is back, you can spare time to train with him alone."

"Oh..." Xuewei's ears felt hot, he turned to look at Wenman, "Is he still playing... for training?"

"I'm also a starter, Xuewei." Wen Man stretched out his hand and rubbed his head.

Xuewei stretched out her hand to tidy up the top of her head, then took the opportunity to put down the microphone, and went out to pick up takeaway with Fenglei.

"Team Wen has ordered several places. We have come out to pick them up several times. I thought he only ate fried chicken." Feng Lei studied the takeaway list, "Why do you still eat soup, you are an old man."

Xuewei: "..."

After Fenglei finished speaking, he realized that the atmosphere was not right.

Fenglei: "."

He urgently added: "I mean...health! Health! For example, sometimes I suddenly want to drink soup..."

Xuewei silently brought over the soup bag, looked down, then hugged her chest tightly and warmed her hands.

After returning to the KTV, everyone greeted them to come over for dinner, Xuewei also found a small convenient corner, squatted down and drank some soup.

The food in the room was fragrant, and a group of people gathered there. Wen Man leaned over to grab a piece of biscuit to eat, and suddenly heard the coaching staff booing there: "Team Wen doesn't sing, Damai Ba didn't sing today?"

"Lazy, and it's not my turn yet?" Wen Man responded and laughed again and again, but actually lowered his head and played a song on his phone, picked up the microphone and waited for the prelude to sing.

"Catch someone to sing with me." Wen Man said, "The kid who sang Little Blue Dragon just now?"

Xue Wei was caught off guard by being called, he held the soup bowl and shouted: "I won't."

"Then I'm the only one left." Wen Man said.

After the prelude finished, Xuewei raised her eyes to look at the screen.

What Wen Man ordered was an old song that was sung by a child actor. It was an English song. He had heard the original song before, but Wen Man sang it with a different feeling, some deep and gentle, and some unknown emotions. , like a gentle breeze over a dark sea.

【Take a train with me and watch the shadows flashing outside the window】

【Looking at the bright sun, looking up at the clouds in the sky, watching them turn into faces】

【We sleepless all night with fragments of dreams floating around】

【Close your sad eyes cause we'll be safe】

【Everything will be forgiven on this summer train】

……

【Fly away with me】

【Fly away with me】

eawaywithme..." Wen Man sang in a low voice, raised his eyes, Xuewei was raising his eyes to look at him at this moment, met his gaze, and he was stunned.

Wen Man is still staring at him, eawaywithme..."

Come fly away with me.

Xuewei looked away in a panic, continued to drink the soup, and told herself not to pay too much attention.

They rode the summer train together.

At the end of the song, everyone clapped and clapped: "Brother Wen sings well...listen!! Brother Wen can make his debut now! Next time in the All-Star Game, I will replace it with a talent show!!!"

"Don't mess around." Wen Man put down the microphone, and his expression returned to normal.

Everyone was eating snacks in full swing, and then played poker unavoidably. In order to gather people, Xuewei was also pulled over.

Wen Man didn't pay attention, and Xue Wei was dragged down to down half a bottle of beer—all kinds of drinks on the table were placed together, and it was easy to make the wrong drink.

Xuewei was still gulping, and fell unconscious on the sofa after a while.

Wen Man went over to check his temperature, and found that he didn't have a fever and his complexion was normal, so he took off his coat and put it on him, and didn't bother him too much.

Everyone sang together until almost twelve o'clock.

Xuewei was still asleep and did not wake up.

"Drunk? Shall we help him back?"

"It's okay, no need, I'll just take him by car, I happen to be in the same room with him." Wen Man did this last time, and he is very proficient today, and the others also acquiesced.

Fenglei and Xiaopang helped Xuewei into Wenman's car, and Wenman then started the car: "I'll take a step first, it's cold outside, I'll take him home early."

"Good good."

The driver was still backing up in the basement, and Wen Man had already driven away.

No traffic jams at night.

The lights in the e-sports park were already dark, Wen Man carried Xuewei out of the car, Xuewei woke up a little bit, and struggled a bit.

"I'll go by myself..."

But the man still had no intention of going down, and grabbed his collar firmly.

Wen Man coaxed in a low voice: "Let you down and hit the wall while walking? Didn't I also carry you back last time?"

"Last, time, yes." Xue Wei spoke sonorously and forcefully, "I recited it."

"Holding you doesn't count as taking advantage of you." Wen Man concluded, "Look where you put your hands, isn't it taking advantage of me?"

Xuewei remained silent again, and fell asleep.

Wen Man hugged him and walked upstairs gently, then pushed open the door, walked to the bed in the dark, leaned slightly and turned on the night light by the bed.

When he was about to put Xuewei on the bed, Xuewei opened her eyes again: "I want to sleep in the nest."

Wen Man didn't do anything either, he picked him up again, and wanted to stuff him into the tea nest on one side - there was a tea table next to the nest, which was a bit narrow, he freed his hand to protect the back of Xuewei's head, and supported his entire weight with the other hand In this position, he tripped over the carpet, and the whole person including Xuewei fell directly into the duvet.

Wen Man held on to the ground for the last time so that he would not fall on Xuewei's body.

Xuewei was drunk and dizzy at first, but she became even more dizzy when she fell her head. He turned over and tried to open his eyes, but he couldn't open them, so he muttered: "...Huh?"

"Hmm, what?" Wen Man whispered, "Going to bed. Take off your down jacket."

With the remaining consciousness, Xuewei cooperated with him in twisting her body so that he could pull her wrist out of her sleeve.He was wrapped too thickly, some sweat broke out on his fine white skin, his cheeks were red again, and the black hair was lightly pressed against his cheeks.

A lonely and weak young man, breathing slightly hot, but at this moment showing unprovoked...beautiful.

Wen Man was so close that he could even see the fine sweat on his collarbone.

He half-knelt on the quilt, Xuewei was completely wrapped under him, like a snow-white and soft little animal.

Suddenly, Xuewei felt that Wen Man hadn't moved, and stopped.

He was looking at him, watching him.

He opened his eyes in bewilderment, and looked at him, but in Wen Man's eyes, he seemed to see the same bewilderment - it was a restrained and suppressed bewilderment, as if he was drunk, showing A very strong į...40; pressure.

Wen Man's fingertips moved, he opened his mouth slightly, exhaled hot air, and forcibly looked away.

"Take off your clothes when you wake up, I'll go... I'll take a shower."