The substitute is actually a scum attacking himself

Now Xie Xingzhou is lying in his arms, looking at him innocently with a painful expression.

Jiang Muye felt guilty for a moment, and put his hand to Xie Xingzhou's mouth, "There's nothing sour, just spit it out if you don't like it, and then go to sleep."

Xie Xingzhou shook his head, hugged Jiang Muye's waist weakly, and said softly, "It's okay, if you hug me, it won't hurt."

Feeling the tightness in his waist, Jiang Muye's chest heaved violently twice, he pressed Xie Xingzhou into his arms hard, gritted his teeth and whispered, "Xie Xingzhou, don't be so annoying."

"Yeah." Xie Xingzhou was dizzy, didn't seem to know what he was responding to, and fell asleep holding Jiang Muye.

Guan Cheng glanced at the back seat several times from the rearview mirror, and saw that Xie Xingzhou was dependent on Jiang Muye, and Jiang Muye had a conscience and knew how to take care of others.

He sighed, thinking that it would be good to maintain the illusion of being in love without breaking it.

The convoy rested for a while in the high-speed service area before starting again. More than ten hours were not short, but it passed unknowingly.

But Xie Xingzhou suffered from motion sickness the whole time, and was uncomfortable all the way to the hotel arranged by the sports center for the team.

The team members gathered around the front desk of the hotel to allocate rooms, Jiang Muye did not participate in the allocation, and took Xie Xingzhou back to the room to rest, so the two were naturally assigned to a room.

Early the next morning, the training camp officially started.

Not only the Los Angeles University team participated in the training camp, but also other teams selected by the city.In the morning, nearly a hundred people gathered in the playground of the sports center and were divided into four groups according to the coaches.

Luo University assigned all of them to a heroic female coach. After the coach was assigned, everyone started running around the playground to warm up.

And Xie Xingzhou, together with the logistics of other teams, sat on the step stool next to the playground to watch their training.

Zhao Linchu was very excited when he arrived for the first time. He jumped three feet high and looked around while running.

He saw that the men and women who were watching the training opposite were all whispering to Xie Xingzhou, what's more, they blatantly took out their mobile phones to take pictures of him, and almost half of the playground's eyes were attracted by him.

And Xie Xingzhou sat calmly, with the drawing board on his knees, lowered his head and concentrated on drawing, only occasionally distracted to look up at the training ground.

Zhao Lin couldn't help clicking his tongue, sure enough, the dazzling person shone everywhere.

At the end of the day's training, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon. Coach Kong organized everyone to have dinner at a special restaurant near the hotel.

The team members were sweating profusely. They hooked their shoulders and took a shower in the lounge of the sports center. Along the way, they had a heated discussion about what to eat for dinner.

Zhao Lin was the first to approach Xie Xingzhou, and asked him winkingly, "We'll have dinner later, is Xie Xueba going?"

As a member of the team, Xie Xingzhou should go together, but he doesn't like this kind of crowded occasion, so he hesitated for a while.

Seeing this, the team members came over one after another, and yelled at him, "Go, go, Xueba has entered the team, we still need a welcome meal for you."

"That's right, otherwise everyone would go, how boring Xueba is in the hotel by himself..."

"..."

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the wide green field, drawing a long shadow from the opposite basketball hoop.

Zhao Lin and the other team members gathered in front of Xie Xingzhou, walking backwards and chatting while chatting. The atmosphere was very lively, which was the unique vividness of youth.

The members of the team are much taller than Xie Xingzhou, the sun behind them is pouring on them, and the sweat flowing on their faces exudes the taste of sunshine and enthusiasm.

They still have the unique persistence of young people in their twenties, as if they insisted on melting the ice of Xie Xingzhou with a smile.

Xie Xingzhou couldn't remember how long it had been since he had spoken to so many people. Since his brother left, he had closed himself up, from a cheerful and smiling boy to an iceberg that everyone said was elusive.

The sunlight on the opposite side was a bit dazzling, Xie Xingzhou squinted his eyes, seemed to smile, and responded, "Okay."

"Wow!"

"Scholar agrees!"

"Let's go, let's go to have a big meal after taking a shower."

"..."

More than a dozen tall and long-legged men cheered like children, chasing each other and running away towards the end of the playground while making noise.

Guan Cheng followed them closely and reminded, "Hurry up, don't dawdle!"

Xie Xingzhou walked slowly at the end, staring at their backs for a long time.

Until he put his hands on his shoulders, Jiang Muye smiled in his ear, "So attractive?"

Xie Xingzhou turned his head and met Jiang Muye's playful expression.

His eyes flickered slightly, allowing Jiang Muye to support him like this, "No."

Jiang Muye looked at the team members who were drifting away in the distance, and laughed again, breathing heavily from exhaustion, "It's good, they all like you."

"Hmm." Xie Xingzhou didn't know what to say, so he hummed.

Jiang Muye seemed dissatisfied, the hand on his shoulder went around and pinched his face, then lowered his head and asked, "What about you? Which of them do you like?"

Such a naive question.

Xie Xingzhou slowed down and stopped, turned his head to look at Jiang Muye seriously, without saying a word.

Jiang Muye also looked at him, as if he knew what he was going to say next, and suddenly laughed in a good mood, "I won't tease you anymore, pack up and get ready to eat."

Xie Xingzhou nodded. After Jiang Muye turned into the lounge, he sat on the bench at the door of the lounge and waited for everyone to come out of the shower.

Coach Kong reserved a box at a specialty restaurant, and when everyone arrived, the dishes had already been served.

"There is training tomorrow, no drinking tonight, just eat and chat together." Coach Kong urged everyone.

Everyone wailed, but no one dared not listen to the coach.But when everyone gets together, they can make a fuss just by eating and drinking.

At the dinner table, Zhao Lin couldn't hold back, and dared to ask Xie Xingzhou in front of everyone, saying: "Xie Xueba, does everyone in your Academy of Fine Arts carry a drawing board every day? Just like we carry a basketball every day?"

Everyone has been curious about Xie Xingzhou for a long time, Zhao Lin was the first to ask the question, and the others joined in the fun, saying: "Xueba, what do you draw every day, we are so curious, can you show me the drawing board? "

With more than a dozen pairs of eyes staring at him at the table, Xie Xingzhou nodded helplessly, "Yes."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and handed the drawing board behind him to Zhao Lin who was closest to him.

Zhao Lin hurriedly wiped his hands, took the drawing board sacredly as if he had found a treasure, and opened it carefully.

People around also stretched their necks and leaned over to have a look.

There was only a burst of exclamation, and someone shouted: "Is this painting of me?! It's exactly the same!"

"The second one is the coach, and the third one is the deputy team. Xueba drew our whole team once!"

"..."

It was a wonderful feeling to see my own portrait on the drawing paper. Everyone's joy was self-evident, and they even blushed with excitement.

Xie Xingzhou looked at everyone and said, "Greetings."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone became even more excited, and stretched out their hands to Zhao Lin, urging him to quickly take his own card.

"Coach, yours." Someone handed Kong Rui's portrait to him.

Kong Rui is a little middle-aged, and when he smiles, the flesh on his face is piled up, and he looks very kind despite being young.

Holding this exquisite painting from the No. [-] Academy of Fine Arts, he looked at it carefully, looked at Xie Xingzhou with admiration and said: "Thank you, classmate Xie, I don't know art, so I can only sigh how amazing it is! Learning art is good!" , People who study art are all gentle, unlike these boys who are laughing and joking all day long..."

Xie Xingzhou just smiled at Kong Rui, Kong Rui knew that he was cold-tempered and not talkative, so he stopped talking.

Zhao Lin held the drawing board and handed out the drawing paper one by one. When it reached him, he immediately took it out carefully, put it in the backpack he brought, and then continued to hand out.

At the end of the post, almost everyone in the box had it. He handed the drawing board back to Xie Xingzhou and asked, "Have everyone got it?"

"Yes, yes!" Everyone responded.

Only Jiang Muye who was sitting next to Xie Xingzhou didn't speak, he didn't seem to.

Zhao Lin was taken aback, looked around on the ground around the seat, and asked everyone, "Did someone take too much?"

"No……"

Everyone shook their heads and looked at each other for a while.

Zhao Lin scratched his head, seeing that Jiang Muye's face was getting dark, he couldn't help but swallowed, and asked Xie Xingzhou: "Xie Xueba, have you forgotten the captain? Why is he the only one..."

The more he spoke, the quieter he was, he didn't even dare to look at Jiang Muye's expression.

Before Xie Xingzhou answered, Jiang Muye suddenly stood up from his seat and walked out of the box, "I'm going to the toilet."

The box was full of people who were familiar with Jiang Muye, and he could tell from his back that he was unhappy. Everyone held their breath, and no one dared to speak for a while.

Guan Cheng looked at Xie Xingzhou worriedly.

Xie Xingzhou lowered his eyes, stood up from his seat after a while, and walked out of the box.

Passing through the long corridor of the restaurant, Xie Xingzhou turned into the men's toilet in the corridor camera. The toilet was quiet, as if there was no one there.

After he glanced inside, he turned around helplessly and prepared to leave.

At this time, the door of the first compartment was suddenly opened, and the person in the compartment reached out and grabbed his arm, dragging him in.

Jiang Muye reached the toilet cubicle door with one hand, and pressed Xie Xingzhou against the porcelain white wall on the side.

He looked down at the people in his arms, and said in a displeased tone, "Where's mine?"

Xie Xingzhou raised his eyelids to look at the person who was pressing him down, and saw a trace of anger in those deep eyes.

Jiang Muye is used to being proud. His teammates have portraits, but he doesn't have one. He is still being looked at by so many people. It is natural for him to be angry.

"In the hotel room." Xie Xingzhou said, raising his hand to grab the nylon rope on the cap of Jiang Muye's sweater.

Jiang Muye looked at him suspiciously: "Really?"

"Really." Xie Xingzhou rolled his eyes and revealed a seductive smile, and pulled the two ropes on Jiang Muye's chest, pulling him down.He embraced Jiang Muye's neck, took the initiative to kiss the thin lips that were close at hand, and comforted him vaguely, "Don't be angry."

The anger in Jiang Muye's heart was kissed elsewhere, he cursed softly, raised his hand to hold the back of Xie Xingzhou's head, and kissed him together.

The door of the toilet cubicle slammed, and Xie Xingzhou was tightly trapped by Jiang Muye. He dodged to dodge, and hurriedly raised his hand against Jiang Muye's shoulder, "Go back."

It's really inappropriate here, Jiang Muye let go of him, breathing deeply, "Let's let you go for now."

Xie Xingzhou secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly followed Jiang Muye back to the box.

The people in the box didn't know what the two of them were talking about, but seeing Jiang Muye's mood improved, they quickly forgot about the accident just now.

After dinner, the group returned to the hotel at almost eleven o'clock in the evening.

Zhao Lin's room was next to Xie Xingzhou's and Jiang Muye's room. Before the door parted, he persistently pestered Xie Xingzhou and said, "Xie Xueba, you are so caring and you draw so well. I never felt that I You are so handsome, have you brought other works, can I go in and have a look?"

As he spoke, he was about to squeeze into Xie Xingzhou's room, but he didn't notice that Jiang Muye's face was getting darker and darker.

Seeing this, Guan Cheng quickly grabbed him and dragged him to his room, "Are you drunk even without drinking? It's so late, don't pester others..."

Zhao Lin howled and was dragged away.

Xie Xingzhou smiled lightly and turned around to enter the door. The next second, he was also pulled vigorously into a firm embrace.

Jiang Muye's chin rested on the top of his head, and his chest trembled against his back when he spoke, "Come back again?"

The implication was particularly obvious, and the surrounding air became anxious.

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