【Han Zhang】Respiratory Function Theory

After the replay the next day, Zhang Xinjie stayed to tidy up the training room as usual, while Han Wenqing sat on a chair, staring at the projection screen that had stopped playing.

The other team members had all left. Zhang Xinjie left two chairs behind, sat down next to Han Wenqing, and pulled the player's progress bar to the front to restart the show.

He didn't pause, all the problems had been reviewed repeatedly in the replay just now, he just watched quietly, Han Wenqing was startled for a moment, and looked together.

From the individual competition, to the group arena, to the team competition, they watched how Tyranny fought tenaciously but still couldn't stop the defeat.Han Wenqing has fully expressed his emotions in the replay just now, and now there is only calm.Looking back at his expression, Zhang Xinjie knew that what he said would be superfluous.

This person never needs comfort, no matter what kind of twists and turns are to him, they are just a different starting point.His fighting spirit has never been extinguished in his eyes. Even if he stands at the lowest point, he can face failure with a straight chest.His anger is not for this past failure, but for the next time he can actually win.

He secretly laughed at himself who was hesitant to comfort him just now, the smile gradually spread from the bottom of his heart to the corners of his mouth, and when he noticed, he was already smiling.

This smile only stayed for a second, he cast aside distracting thoughts and looked at the screen again.Damo Guyan is rushing towards Luohuachao with the last trace of blood, and the opponent is already red blood. The Berserker who has activated the awakening of blood energy is even more violent. The exaggerated visual effect of the attack makes the shot of Damo Guyan falling down look even more tragic.

When the word "Glory" appeared, Zhang Xinjie stopped playing.It was nearly 10 o'clock, and it was almost time for him to wash up.

Neither of them said anything. Zhang Xinjie bent down and silently packed the projector. Suddenly, a hand patted his shoulder twice. He turned his head and saw Han Wenqing waving his hand with his back to him. Go outside.His body remained in the bending posture just now and paused for a moment. The rhythm of those two slaps seemed to reach the bottom of his heart, and a warmth surged from his heart.

He knew that Han Wenqing was saying thank you.

That warm feeling made his heart tighten in his virtual imagination, causing a little soreness.

He reeled the wires and placed them next to the projector, put the last two chairs away, and walked out of the training room himself.

After the playoffs, for Tyranny, the summer break came ahead of schedule.The closed training camp in the team started in July, and they had more than a week of free time before that.

Zhang Xinjie stayed at the club. He will sign to become a full-time Tyranny player in the summer transfer window. Before that, he still has a lot of things to do, such as moving.

Speaking of moving, it was nothing more than moving from the double dormitory in the training camp to the single dormitory of the team. His personal belongings were not many, and nearly half of his luggage was books. He took them from the bookshelf one by one and arranged them in alphabetical order. Arranged into boxes, arranged tightly and neatly.The gaps on the side of the box that were not enough for books were filled with stationery and filled to a perfect fit.

After closing the special book box, he began to pack his clothes. All the clothes were folded and packed according to winter and summer, and the winter clothes were put in the box underneath.

He didn't intend to carry the box by himself, and he would never allow such a thing as hurting his hand because of carrying heavy objects to happen to him.So he called the manager and asked the administration department to send someone to help him, while he sat in the room that had been cleaned up and looked out the window.

There is a tree outside his window. From the window on the second floor, you can just see the lush crown of the tree. The sun in early summer is already quite hot, and it shines through the leaves, making the leaves shine lightly, and the refreshing green is reflected in the eyes. It is very comfortable in the room. After facing the computer screen for a long time, seeing such a picture can relieve the fatigue of the eyes. He gently rubbed the center of his eyebrows, enjoying the short-term relaxation.

The door was knocked twice, and he got up to open the door, but the person who arrived was not someone from the administration department, but his captain.

"How's the cleaning going?"

He had told Han Wenqing that he would be moving today, so he asked Han Wenqing as soon as he entered the room.But this sentence is obviously superfluous, as you can tell from how clean the room is.

"It's ready, wait for the administration department to come and help me move there." Zhang Xinjie still replied seriously, standing against the wall so that Han Wenqing could enter the room before closing the door.

When Han Wenqing saw his neatly sealed box, he said in shock, "The action is pretty quick, and I want to see if I can pack it for you."

"There are not many things, it will be fine soon."

He pointed to the chair and beckoned him to sit down, while he sat on the bare bed with the sheets put away.Han Wenqing didn't sit on the chair, but sat beside him on the edge of the bed, and his eyes fell directly on the green leaves outside the window.

"This room is cooler than ours, probably because of the trees."

Zhang Xinjie hasn't been to the team's dormitory yet, so he doesn't have the right to speak, so he can only speculate based on his words: "If there are trees, they can block the sun, so it will be cooler. Is there no air conditioner in the room?"

Han Wenqing raised his head to look at the ceiling, then squinted his eyes and looked out of the window, and said, "Yes, but the shoulders are uncomfortable when the air conditioner is blowing all the time."

Zhang Xinjie nodded knowingly: "It really can't blow all the time, and the temperature can't be adjusted too low."

He didn't understand why the captain was chatting with him here, and when he started to think about it, he suddenly realized the temperature on his side.In this season when this person is very sensitive to heat, he seemed to feel the heat emitted by continuous radiation. He didn't look at the distance, but he knew it would not be less than 10 centimeters, but the heat was very unscientific and obvious, as if in his The person beside him was not Han Wenqing, but a big furnace.He felt a little cramped, which was rare, and this kind of mentality made him feel a little timid.

In layman's terms, Zhang Xinjie was a little shy.

Han Wenqing didn't look at him, as if he didn't notice the sudden change in him, and he wasn't the type to talk too much, so the two fell into silence naturally.

The stable silence lasted for a while, Han Wenqing raised his hand, patted him on the back, and said seriously, "Come on."

That hand was broad and stable, and the pat on the back was a reassuring touch. Zhang Xinjie turned his head, looked him in the eyes, and nodded firmly: "I will."

Han Wenqing looked at him, and wanted to say something more, when there was a knock on the door, this time it was really an employee of the administration department.

Asking them to carry their things and walk ahead, Zhang Xinjie closed the door with his backhand, and walked side by side with Han Wenqing along the corridor to his new dormitory.

The temperature is still close at hand, but he has been able to accept it safely.

TBC