Shen wheel

"You are the first one to make Qiao Shan abnormal for a month since joining the team." Ye Jin said while sitting on a chair beside him.

Qiao Shan picked up the towel at hand and was about to throw it at Ye Jin's face: "You've been talking about this shit for three fucking years!"

Guan Hefei made up the knife at the right time: "The main reason is that the way you cry is so deeply rooted in people's hearts."

Qiao Shan: "..."

Cheng Yu was slightly surprised. Qiao Shan really cried?

"Bah, you don't understand, tears are also the product of venting emotions." Qiao Shan seemed to want to save some face for himself.

Guan Hefei patted him on the shoulder and said, "Why are big men ashamed to admit it? Ye Jin howled all night on the hospital bed when he had a fracture. Bring the bear."

Qiao Shan: "What? A Russian bear?"

"Compare who is more bearish." Ye Jin took the initiative to answer.

Qiao Shan immediately laughed loudly, "Damn it's a fighting nation, Auntie is very strong!"

Cheng Yu almost understood, no wonder Ye Jin looked different from them, a Chinese-Russian mixed race.

"Don't you need to go over and get ready?" Cheng Yu asked, the other players were changing their shoes and preparing to go on stage to warm up.

Qiao Shan waved his hand: "Ye Jin is from the Sichuan team, milk powder is from the Hunan team, I'm from Chongqing and you are from Shandong. Let's see who can have the last laugh."

Guan Hefei was speechless: "Go away."

Ye Jin: "Go away."

Cheng Yu took the initiative to ignore it. He didn't want to talk to Qiao Shan anymore. This guy is so fucking insane. How about the two national teams who are emotionally leading him down?Fortunately, these two are sensible and don't follow him.

After sitting for a while, they went back to their respective teams. Cheng Yu went back to the original position and tightened the shoelaces and loosened the buckles. He subconsciously looked at the auditorium outside the field, because he didn't wear glasses and Qiu Yang was unlikely to appear during the training camp. So Cheng Yu lowered his head and thought about other things.

Qiu Yang probably won't be able to come. Cheng Yu suddenly felt a little lonely. Ever since Qiu Yang knew that he was a roller skater, he would go to watch every game of his. Gradually, Cheng Yu got used to the fact that besides the spectators, there was another person who came here specially. The "special audience" who watched his game.

"Walking without stopping." Cheng Yu lowered his head helplessly and muttered to himself, and the phone in his trouser pocket suddenly started vibrating.

Cheng Yu took it out and saw that it was a call from Qiu Yang. The timing was really accurate. Greetings before the game?

"Aren't you busy right now?" Cheng Yu asked him.

Qiu Yang replied: "No matter how busy you are, you can't forget this day."

"I just saw the other two main players of the national team, brought by Qiao Shan."

"Are you nervous?"

"not nervous."

"Nonsense, don't be nervous, you are sweating so much on your head?"

"hot!"

"Hey, I believe your evil."

Cheng Yu was puzzled, how did Qiu Yang know that he was sweating nervously?

Could it be that... Cheng Yu immediately straightened up and looked around. There were people coming and going around, but there was no familiar figure.

Qiu Yang's voice came out again from the microphone: "Behind the poster stand, brother Yang thought he could have a clear understanding, and you are too shameless."

Cheng Yu immediately put down his shoes and stood up. Behind him was a large stand of promotional posters. Qiu Yang first showed his arm and waved it, then he showed his head and looked at Cheng Yu with a smile, and said, "It's better to wait for you to see the year of the monkey." In the past, it is better to count a good day and I will come."

Cheng Yu breathed a sigh of relief, stuffed the phone into his pocket, and walked briskly towards Qiu Yang.

"When did you come here?"

"you guess."

"Why are you black?" Qiu Yang couldn't believe it, "Obviously when I left, I was still a little boy."

Cheng Yu couldn't hold back and punched him: "You're the fucking boy!"

"Don't smash it, it hurts! You said that we haven't seen each other for a month, and we finally met, didn't you say you gave Brother Yang a kiss and beat me?"

"Is it my fault that you don't stop talking?" Cheng Yu was a little helpless, and solemnly stretched out his arms and took a big step forward to hug Qiu Yang, with joy in his tone, "How the hell are you so capable?"

Qiu Yang hugged him tightly and replied triumphantly: "Is it your brother Yang who can't bear it?"

Cheng Yu felt that Qiu Yang was going to strangle his lungs out, and Qiu Yang felt that Cheng Yu was not holding him tightly enough.

Cheng Yu lightly rubbed against his neck, and slowly let go of his arm. Qiu Yang looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Cheng Ayu, you've grown a lot more courageous? Are you testing my endurance? Are you testing your attractiveness?"

Cheng Yu rubbed his nose and pretended not to understand: "Okay, I hugged the dog Qiu Yang, you go out, I will compete later."

Qiu Yang curled his lips: "Hurry up to chase me away in such a hurry? You will regret it."

"That's a lot of nonsense." Cheng Yu put his hands on his shoulders and made him turn around, "Did you see that seat? It's reserved for you."

Qiu Yang's eyes lit up, "Okay, let me take a breath first, what about Brother Qin and the others?"

"They are the referees, they don't lead the team anymore."

"Oh." Qiu Yang walked two steps with the bag on his shoulders and felt something was wrong, then turned around and asked, "Where's the clothes? The one I made for you."

Cheng Yu said, "I haven't changed it yet, I'm afraid it will get dirty."

Qiu Yang raised his eyebrows, and then turned back: "OK, let's go to the changing room now, let's go together."

Cheng Yu: "..."

fitting room.

Cheng Yu folded his arms and looked at Qiu Yang: "Why are you following here?"

Qiu Yang put the bag on the shelf, took the clothes from him and shook a few times: "Serve Uncle Cheng in his battle robe."

"Get off quickly, don't waste time." Qiu Yang urged.

Cheng Yu didn't budge, he took off his shirt in twos and outs, and Qiu Yang said "tsk tsk tsk" a few times, "It's so fucking even, you were shirtless during training?"

Cheng Yu: "No."

Qiu Yang: "No? All the untanned skin has come off?"

Cheng Yu continued to be stubborn: "If you say no, then there will be no."

Qiu Yang snorted coldly: "Turn around."

"Ji, where did this injury come from? Where did this bruise come from? How the hell did you get so many more injuries?" Qiu Yang's angry expression turned pale.

Cheng Yu felt that something was wrong, and quickly explained: "It will go down in a few days, and it won't hurt."

"I didn't ask you if it hurts, the key is that my heart hurts." Qiu Yang leaned against the wall with his arms folded, "Can you take your body seriously? Otherwise, I'll report to the medical school and forget it. I can still perform surgery on you if you have a broken bone."

Cheng Yu laughed angrily: "It's useless to apply to the medical academy, don't curse me, it will work, I promise you, I will definitely pay attention in the future."

Qiu Yang knew that some injuries were unavoidable, he just vented his emotions, Cheng Yu didn't hurt him.

"Come here." Qiu Yang hooked his hands.

Cheng Yu walked over unprepared, there was a stool between them, Qiu Yang kicked the stool away, raised his hand and pulled Cheng Yu into a hug.

Qiu Yang rested his chin on Cheng Yu's shoulder, almost hanging his entire body weight on him.

Cheng Yu patted his head: "Why?"

Qiu Yang held his hands together, as if he was a little tired, "I'll wait for a while. On the way here, I've been thinking about what the first sentence should be when we meet, or hug and bite first without saying a word?"

"It's quite uneasy, and it made me nervous all the way. Seeing you sitting there alone, I wanted to carry you home without covering my mouth with a towel."

"Cheng Ayu." Qiu Yang called him.

Cheng Yu: "Tell me."

Qiu Yang laughed twice, his shoulders trembled a little, "It's okay, am I bad?"

"You're a fucking bastard." Cheng Yu said so, but hugged Qiu Yang tightly back, "After watching the competition, I'll get the hell out of you and paint. If you don't pass the school exam, I'll beat you to death!"

"Understood, why are you so wordy." Qiu Yang smiled lightly twice, Cheng Yu felt his ears warm up, and let Qiu Yang do whatever he wanted.

They haven't seen each other for a month. This month is really long. It's not an exaggeration to describe it as if it's a lifetime away, right?

He is his king, he is his light, irreplaceable to each other.

The author has something to say: test the waters on the edge