take away the light

The Guangya Cup time is gradually advancing, and the domestic qualifiers kicked off. There are a total of [-] Asian countries participating this time.Through this competition, Japan intends to determine the strongest in Asia, and the country attaches great importance to this selection.

The venue for the trials is set to be in the capital, and there is still half a month before the Guangya Cup. The major first-line teams have flown to the capital to compete for the only ticket.

"The arrangement of the competition has been announced." You Fan pushed open the door of the training room on the fourth floor with a loud voice, "There are a total of 50 teams participating in this competition..."

"What the hell?!" Qin Bei almost choked to death, "50?? Where did so many come from?! How many are the first-line teams in our country?"

You Fan: "This time not only the members of the first team of the first-line team, but also many members of the second and third teams, want to use this competition to practice their skills. Anyway, it is a domestic selection, and it is not shameful not to have a ranking. Is it from the second team? It’s mainly a duel between the first team.”

"Oh." Qin Bei continued to drink tea, "Go on."

"The competition method this time should be the same as that of the Guangya Cup. The single-row, three-row and five-row teams should be determined. The single-row team will decide the winner in one day, and the three-row and five-row teams will be the main event. It will take two days and three days respectively. The third row is 50 to 32, the fifth row is 32 to 16, and then there will be ten points qualifying matches, and the team ranked first will represent China in the Guangya Cup.”

After You Fan finished speaking, he looked at Ning Heng and Zhao Yan who were participating in the competition for the first time, "Do you understand?"

Zhao Yan nodded.

Ning Heng asked: "No duo?"

Qiao Yuyang understood his question: "It's just not this time."

Jiang Jiang joked: "Are you still worried that there is no room for you and the captain?"

"..." Ning Heng curled his fingers on the keyboard slightly, and said coldly, "I thought there would be old Zou who asked us to practice."

"It's not big or small, it's called Coach Zou." Although Old Zou said so, he never cared about the address, "Although you will not play double row this time, you will play single row. The third row will still be played by Jiang Jiang and the three of them. , the highlight is the fifth row, so save your strength first."

Lao Zou's arrangement of this competition tactic was ingenious.

Although privately everyone can see that Ning Heng is very strong from the training match, they don't know how strong it is.

When Ning Heng was an anchor before, he played the most solo volleyball. Letting him and Qiao Yuyang participate in solo volleyball can give him more hope of winning, and it can also hide whether Ning Heng and his teammates are cooperating smoothly, so as to avoid being caught in the fifth row. Take the lead in targeting.

"Damn! It's not fair!" Qin Bei yelled, "Then the two of them have two days to rest? Public travel!"

Ning Heng only reacted after being reminded like this, and his eyes lit up immediately, "Can you arrange it freely?"

You Fan: "...Theoretically speaking, it is so."

"Ah... I'm a little envious of the captain and Ning Heng." Zhao Yan also pouted, "I'm not weak in solo queue..."

"Okay, follow the coach's arrangement." Captain Qiao said, "If you win the Guangya Cup tickets, it's not impossible to play in the capital for two more days."

Jiang Jiang said: "Then I can bring some more clothes, so that I can take pictures then."

You Fan smiled and said, "I'm pretty confident! The plane leaves tomorrow night, so you should collect your luggage today. The game will start the day after tomorrow. Everyone, get well in these two days and rest early."

At 35:[-] in the morning, the last training before the game ended, Ning Heng was obviously a little excited, threw the keyboard and mouse and ran into the room, deliberately checked the weather in the capital, dragged out the boxes and packed the clothes.

"Knock knock knock", the door was knocked, Ning Heng continued to move, and raised his voice to ask: "Who?"

"I."

Ning Heng paused, losing the calmness she had just now, "What... why?"

"For public and private, isn't it polite to talk like this?"

"..." Ning Heng threw the clothes on the bed and opened the door.

Qiao Yuyang leaned lazily against the door frame, carrying a bag of things in his hand, "Qin Bei ordered takeaway, how about some food?"

"Not hungry." Ning Heng showed a guarded look, "What are you doing?"

Qiao Yuyang was silent for a moment, "Is your attitude towards me a bit too harsh?"

Ning Heng asked back: "What's wrong with me?"

"I'm your captain, it's fine if you don't give me a good face, and you can also scold people in the game." Qiao Yuyang looked at Ning Heng's hair, thinking of the fluffy and soft touch, he stretched out his hand to fiddle with the broken hair on his forehead.

Ning Heng backed away as if startled, "Don't f*ck meddle with you, you...you deliberately talk about pheromones, and you want me to give you a good face?"

The corners of Qiao Yuyang's lips twitched slightly, and teased: "Why are you so careless? I won't spread the word with a loudspeaker, after all..."

He leaned forward, leaned close to Ning Heng's ear, and said in a low voice: "This is a secret between us."

Ning Heng felt a warm breath on his neck, and the man's deep voice penetrated into his body along the ear canal, like a tiny electric current passing through, and his skin became numb.

"!" Ning Heng covered his neck, as if protecting his glands, his ears were already red, and he said angrily, "What the hell are you doing!"

Qiao Yuyang put it away when he saw it was ready, and picked up the things in his hand, "I can't fit my suitcase, can I borrow yours to pack it?"

"No!" Ning Heng refused straight away, planning to close the door.

Qiao Yuyang pressed hard against the door, "You have to borrow it."

Ning Heng laughed angrily, "Why? I don't owe you anything."

"You really owe me." Qiao Yuyang seemed to be waiting for this sentence, "Don't worry, you haven't forgotten about stealing my towel, have you?"

"..." Ning Heng's expression changed.

"Did you forget it?" Qiao Yuyang showed a friendly smile, knowing that Ning Heng hadn't forgotten it, and he had to admit that it was bad.

Ning Heng gritted his teeth and said, "No! Yes!"

"It's fine if you don't have it," Qiao Yuyang said, "Although we have settled our bills before, do you owe me a favor for hiding my towels and underpants? After all, you use them...huh?"

Ning Heng took a deep breath, resisting the urge to hit someone, "Well, I owe you."

"So, excuse me," Qiao Yuyang smiled more sincerely, "I really can't fit my suitcase, so I will trouble you with this package..."

Ning Heng didn't want to listen to his nonsense, so he grabbed the black bag and closed the door with a "bang".

Qiao Yuyang touched the nose that was almost hit, and turned back to the room with an undiminished smile.

The next day, members of the first and second teams of the DAR base, as well as the team manager and coach, a group of people pushed their luggage and went out the door.

Everyone can only wear team uniforms for this kind of group activity. Ning Heng wore a pink T-shirt underneath, black leggings outlined a smooth outline of his slender legs, and a mask completely covered his beautiful face In reality, only a pair of clear and indifferent eyes were revealed.

When he arrived at the airport, he was surrounded by fans as soon as he got out of the car, and the men and women holding the DAR light board were emotional.

"Loper! You are so handsome, cheers for the qualifiers!"

"Come on, Loper! My brother and I bet you get the mvp this time, come on!"

"...Thank you." Ning Heng encountered this situation for the first time, pulling the box and pushing forward with difficulty.

Except for him and Zhao Yan, the other three members of the first team seemed familiar with it, chatting with the fans in the crowd, and moved to the airport hall in small steps.

"Wakely, will you play solo and triple this time?"

Qiao Yuyang has been following Ning Heng, intentionally avoiding the crowd for him, "I'm not sure, it depends on our mood."

"Hahahahaha! You know how to perfunctory us."

"Come on, Qin Bei! Come on, Jiang Jiang, I've already bought a plane ticket to Japan!"

Jiang Jiang smiled and said, "Okay, we will definitely live up to your air ticket money."

"Loper, do you forgive Wakely?" Suddenly a female fan asked loudly, "Don't let your emotions affect the game!"

"..." Loper was selectively deaf.

Qiao Yuyang looked at him, "The fans are asking you something, don't worry, don't be so cold."

"That's right! Why are you still pretending not to hear!" The fans booed, "Is Loper shy?"

Ning Heng secretly pinched Qiao Yuyang severely, and said coldly: "It won't affect the game."

"Hiss..." Qiao Yuyang took a deep breath, and leaned into Ning Heng's ear with a half-smile, "Why are you still doing it?"

"Wow!" The fans exclaimed, and took out their mobile phones to take pictures, and the small DAR flag kept waving.

The surroundings are too crowded, Ning Heng can only stick close to Qiao Yuyang, this distance is very ambiguous in the eyes of outsiders.

"Come on, Loper! Come on, Wakely! We want to win the championship!"

A fan stepped forward to hug Ning Heng, Qiao Yuyang stretched out his long arms, hugged him in his arms first, and walked into the hall quickly, the people behind were stopped by the security guards.

After widening his sight, Ning Heng heaved a sigh of relief, broke free from someone's arms, tidied up his messy clothes, walked towards You Fan, and joined other people.

"So indifferent, without a word of thanks?" Qiao Yuyang asked.

Ning Heng coughed lightly, his voice swirled in his throat, "Thank you."

Qiao Yuyang was refreshed, "You're welcome."

This was the first time for Ning Heng to fly on a plane. On the surface, he was calm and calm, but in fact he was looking everywhere, secretly listening to the second team discussing how to find a seat, and looking at the boarding pass in his hand.

It was getting dark outside, several large planes slid by on the tarmac, the waiting hall was brightly lit, and the glass reflected the laughing figures of the DAR team members.

"First time flying?" Qiao Yuyang stood next to Ning Heng with a lollipop in his mouth.

Ning Heng looked at the night sky outside, and there were planes taking off one after another under the clouds, "Well, this is also the first time I have left City A."

Qiao Yuyang took one out of his pocket and handed it to him, "Are you nervous?"

"It's okay for now," Ning Heng glanced at it with disgust, "How old are you still eating candy?"

"Slow down the addiction to cigarettes." Qiao Yuyang swallowed the sugar, the sweet taste spread in his mouth, and his mood became sweet and greasy. He tapped Ning Heng's tall nose and teased: "Some people in the province will be scared for a while."

Ning Heng frowned, "No, get lost."

"Really don't want it?" Qiao Yuyang shook, "I don't want to give it if I want it later."

"No." Ning Heng said proudly, "Children only eat that!"

Qiao Yuyang put the candy back into his bag, returned to his seat and sat down, took out his mobile phone to play games.

After a while, he suddenly said to Jiang Jiang beside him, "Change your position later."

Jiang Jiang looked up at him, smiled, and exchanged the boarding pass.

The DAR team has always been well-funded, and the first team sits in the first-class cabin. There are six seats in a row, separated by two, and there are curtains on both sides, which can give guests a good privacy when they are closed.

Ning Heng put the bag away, and when he was lamenting the spaciousness of the space and the softness of the sofa, Qiao Yuyang laid down on the seat next to him boldly.

Ning Heng glared at him.

Qiao Yuyang grinned, "Don't worry? What a coincidence."

"..."

Fuck, it's really lingering, it can all be together.

Ning Heng closed his eyes and sighed, turning his head away from looking at him.

The broadcast sounded, and the gentle voice of the stewardess came out, reminding to turn off the mobile phone, put away the small table, confirm the seat belt, and the plane is about to take off.

At the same time, the flight attendants came to the aisle and lowered the curtain, Qiao Yuyang and Ning Heng fell into a state of isolation from the outside world.

Ning Heng must admit that he was a little nervous, the plane began to slide slowly, he swallowed, and clenched his hands hanging on his legs into fists.

People always have inexplicable fear of the unknown. He thought about the reasons for various aircraft failures and brought himself into the protagonist of a disaster movie, as if the next second the plane would explode due to a certain line problem, and all the staff were on the spot. die.

As the plane ran faster and faster, the anxiety also spread. At this moment, Ning Heng desperately wanted to do something to distract his attention.

Suddenly, the hand was held, and the man next to him forcefully inserted between his fingers to prevent him from pinching himself.

Ning Heng took a breath, grabbed the life-saving straw, squeezed it back hard, and looked sideways at Qiao Yuyang, "That...is there any sugar?"

"I didn't want it just now." Qiao Yu raised his eyebrows with a bit of anger.

Ning Heng licked his lips and said in a cat-like voice, "I want to smoke... eh!"

The plane bumped suddenly, and a strong sense of weightlessness rushed to his forehead. Ning Heng felt the plane rushing upwards, and his body was forced to fall into the back of the seat.He gritted his teeth and held Qiao Yuyang's hand tightly, buzzing in his ears.

Soon, the plane was running smoothly, except for some slight turbulence, it was no different from riding in a car.

Qiao Yuyang caressed the back of Ning Heng's hand soothingly, "Afraid?"

Ning Heng's palms were sweating, and he finally let out the pent-up breath, and he relaxed, "Fortunately..."

"Just sit there twice more." Qiao Yuyang said.

Ning Heng still had a nervous aftertaste, and his heart was beating violently, "Are you really out of sugar?"

"It's gone."

Ning Heng didn't speak, closed his eyes and leaned on the seat, panting lightly twice, waiting for the palpitations to subside.

"However, if you really want to distract yourself, there's nothing you can do."

Ning Heng opened his eyes, "What should I do..."

Qiao Yuyang came forward and kissed Ning Heng's pale lips with a clear purpose.

The author says:

The next chapter is in v, and it will be updated tomorrow.

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