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The consciousness is a little hazy.

With the marked day as the boundary, it seems that some kind of floodgate has been opened, and the feelings of love are pouring out every day.The warm emotions of cherishing and thanking are the same as in the past, but I want to get closer to him, hope to be closer, so close that I can absorb the temperature of the other person.

Around the time of marking, Jiang Botao cut off the emotional connection with himself, but his attitude was still so gentle and careful.Realizing that he could no longer receive his emotions, Zhou Zekai heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately thought of him more brazenly and in his heart.

Every time the two of them discussed tactics in the dormitory, he would naturally help Jiang Botao tidy up a table of various record forms. Sometimes the fingers of the two parties would touch each other inadvertently, as if nothing had happened in front of them, but afterwards, he couldn't help it. Replaying that small warm touch in my mind over and over again.

In the midst of this step-by-step busy schedule, news suddenly came that as a warm-up for the playoffs, all the first-choice players will go to the studio to take photos for the magazine the day after tomorrow, and they will also accept an exclusive interview.

As soon as the notice reached the team, the training room exploded.A few young people who have just entered the main election have never experienced magazine shooting, so they are somewhat curious; but at this juncture, everyone can't wait to train 36 hours a day, and no one is happy to waste a whole day shooting for some magazine photo.

"Take a picture? It's okay for the captain to go alone?"

"Exactly! If you get more pictures of the captain, the magazine will sell better. How handsome!"

Today's Samsara team is not what it used to be. Young players make up the majority of the team. Except for Fang Minghua, who is slightly older, the others are all under 20 years old, and they seem very energetic every day... In other words, every day is quite noisy.

"It's fine to take photos, let them interview the captain?" Fang Minghua reminded everyone.

"Hahahaha..." The training room burst into laughter.

Let the captain of the Samsara team accept an exclusive interview, that scene is definitely full of joy.In fact, the print media is a little bit better. Reporters and editors can add some supplementary content to some extent. What is more miserable is the TV reporter.Last year, as the first team in the history of City S to enter the Glory League, Team Samsara accepted an interview with the TV station of City S. The interview lasted for nearly an hour, and what team leader Zhou Zekai said was less than 5 minutes.Originally, the reporter who had seen the handsome captain's eyes light up, was on the verge of crying at the end of the interview.

Gossip belongs to gossip. Going out for a run at this time will really affect the training. A few people who have a relatively full training plan finish laughing at their captains and immediately frown: "Do you really have to go?"

"Can we stop going? It's really too late."

"Captain—you represent—"

In the end, Jiang Botao asked the club for the contact number of the magazine office, and called.

The person who answered the phone was a woman with a capable voice. After learning that the training of the team has been busy recently, the other party said that the photos of other members of the team can be taken by their photographers instead, and the time can be adjusted.However, Zhou Zekai is an arranged cover character. The magazine has already discussed this with the club. The studio and photographers are specially arranged. Regarding his itinerary, no matter what, it cannot be changed.

"I'm really sorry, can I trouble Zhou Zekai to make this trip? We will arrange a special car to pick him up and try not to waste too much of his time."

The people from the magazine have talked about this point, and it is impossible to force the other party to continue to make concessions.But, let Zhou Zekai go alone?It is not difficult to imagine that the strong, complex and rapidly changing light, human voice and smell of the shooting scene will greatly affect the keen sentinel, even if the information overload on the spot is not surprising.

"How about, do you think it's okay? Our captain doesn't like to talk, so I'll accompany him when the time comes, buy one get one free, okay?"

"Of course it is... that's great, thank you, Deputy Jiang!"

The magazine has known for a long time that Zhou Zekai is famous for being silent, and previously asked the entire team to film and accept interviews, and also intended to make up for this problem through other members, but now they want Zhou Zekai to go to the studio alone, and are worried about the effect of the interview part.Hearing Jiang Botao's words, of course he agreed and expressed his gratitude.

After making the phone call, Jiang Botao returned to the training room and announced: Except for the captain, everyone does not need to set aside a special day to go to the studio.For this result, the young players who were still worried just now cheered, and then focused on training again.

Walking back to his seat, a glass of water was handed to him.Feeling thirsty after a long call, Jiang Botao unceremoniously took the glass of water poured by the captain himself and drank it: "Thank you, Xiao Zhou."

Zhou Zekai shook his head to indicate that you're welcome, and soon frowned a little, as if hesitating, looking at him with bright black eyes.

Before he could hold back any questions, Jiang Botao had already said, "Shooting the day after tomorrow, there will be a car to pick it up, and I will go too."

"……what?"

"The magazine wants you to go to the studio no matter what, and they really can't talk to them." Jiang Botao finished drinking water, put the glass aside, turned his face, smiled and said to his team leader, "I'll accompany you, together."

Seeing that gentle smile, Zhou Zekai was stunned for a while, and then gradually and relaxedly smiled: "Okay."

Walking into the studio, a gust of heat hits the face.

The huge temperature difference and the smell mixed with various artificial aromas made the sentinel with keen senses sneezed immediately.The guide, who was usually very careful with him, also stared blankly at the scene in front of him due to lack of mental preparation at this moment, unable to react for a while.

It is February, the coldest season of spring, and most of the pedestrians on the road are still wearing thick coats.In the studio, however, there was super strong heating, regardless of gender, people coming and going were either wearing short sleeves or skirts, with a summer style.

Noticing their expressions, the staff who accompanied them said with a smile: "The photos I took now are going to be used in the June issue, and it will be almost summer by then, so I have to take them with the theme of early summer."

The staff member took off his thick coat and sweater as he spoke—as expected of a professional, he had already prepared for it. He was wearing a thin long-sleeved T-shirt underneath.

At the same time, a female staff member came over and tugged on Zhou Zekai's sleeve: "This is Captain Zhou, please. Let's change your clothes and make a style for you first."

The young captain of Team Samsara nodded, took a step, stopped again, turned to look at his deputy team, and then at the female staff member: "...he?"

"Ah, this is...Deputy Team Jiang, right?" The female staff greeted with a smile, and said a little embarrassedly, "Captain Zhou is the only one who arranged to take pictures today, please wait for Team Jiang, there are sofas and magazines over there .”

"You're welcome, you're busy." Jiang Botao nodded with a smile, and wanted to go to the sofa.

It was so hot in the studio, he didn't expect this, from thermal underwear to jackets, he wore three or four pieces, so he had to find a cool place where no one was around and peel off a few layers of skin.

Just as he took the first step, he was grabbed by the sharpshooter.

Zhou Zekai pointed at him and said to the staff with a straight face, "Hot."

"Ah—I'm really sorry! I forgot! The air conditioner here is 28 degrees Celsius, and the lights are still on, so it's really hot..." The female staff quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, Deputy Jiang also came over to change. Bar."

Apart from jackets and sweaters, Jiang Botao has thermal underwear, there is really nothing he can wear alone to meet people.Fortunately, there is nothing else in this kind of studio, there is absolutely no shortage of clothes, and the staff is unambiguous. They only took a glance and brought him a large striped POLO shirt and a pair of thin jeans.

I have to say that professionals have a professional eye. Don’t look at just a quick glance, the clothes are all in good size. The jeans may be European and American styles, and they are still a bit long after wearing them.Anyway, he didn't take pictures by himself, so Jiang Botao simply rolled up his trousers, and then he came out of the fitting room, just in time to see Zhou Zekai sitting in front of the mirror, ready to be styled.

After changing clothes, the sharpshooter wore a simple white T-shirt on his upper body, with a deep V-shaped neckline and a circle of black borders, and changed his lower body into trousers of the same color.Probably for the convenience of applying makeup, his long bangs have been fixed with clips. I don’t know what the stylist thinks, but what he used is a pink hair clip with small flowers——

"Pfft..." Jiang Botao accidentally laughed out loud.

Zhou Zekai with the pink flower hairpin.

Although I sacrificed a day of training time, I earned it with this alone!If I hadn't come to take pictures with him, I would never have imagined such a picture, right?

Hearing his laughter, Zhou Zekai turned his face, his eyes opened wide, looked at him for a while, laughed, silently gave him a "handsome" mouth shape, and finally, under the urging of the stylist, Turn back.

Jiang Botao thought, his current clothes are still a little hot, otherwise why would he feel a little hot on his face.It's rare to be praised as "handsome" by a handsome man like Zhou Zekai... He looked at the clothes on his body.These stripes really look pleasing to the eye, and I will buy one like this later to wear it. Anyway, I really need to add a few more summer clothes when I arrive in S City.

Zhou Zekai's makeup had only been on for a while, and the stylist was smearing this and that on his face, talking to him all the time.

"The skin is really good, do you usually do any nursing care?"

"……No."

"I've done makeup on many stars before, many of them can't look without makeup, and there are very few who look as good as you."

"..."

"I heard you play games? I really don't think about it.