Attempted to run away, Jian Rong sat cross-legged on the head of the bed, looking at the coat beside her and scratched her ears and foreheads.

The coat he "borrowed" was wrinkled at this time, and it can be seen that he was tormenting very much last night. Jian Rong picked up the clothes and sniffed it, and the smell of wine was smelled.

He wrote down the clothes sign and decided to buy a new one.

After hanging up the clothes, Jian Rong began to turn over the messages sent to him by pomegranate.

After reading a few words, he would straighten his back and relax.

[Pomegranate: Why do you all come to my live broadcast room?]

[Pomegranate: What's going on? They said you're getting drunk...]

【"Voice phone not connected"】

【Pomegranate: It's over, I just called and turned on the speaker!】

【Pomegranate: Who answered the phone? Where are you? Are you okay?

After reading more than a dozen messages one by one, Jian Rong grabbed her hair and replied.

【Fuck: I'm fine】

A few seconds later, he couldn't help but say another sentence.

【Fuck: What did the person who answered the phone yesterday say...]

[Pomegranate: What he said doesn't matter, it's mainly you.]

Jian Rong's scalp was numb and she quickly typed: No need to tell me if it's OK...

【Pomegranate: You have always asked someone to pull the trouser chain for you]

[Pomegranate: Your fathers are very good at association. Now they say that you are an unfilial son and like men and don’t leave their backs at home. Haha]

Jian Rong couldn't laugh at all.

[Pomegranate: Are you really okay? Otherwise, we will have a double queue and our team will chat with each other. Do you have a stable fan base? Take advantage of this loophole and don’t care about it.]

Pomegranate is Jian Rong’s best friend in recent years.

They met with Lol. Jian Rong took him to play for a few days. At that time, Pomegranate was already very popular. After learning that Jian Rong was a new anchor, Pomegranate helped promote his voice a few times and often asked him to double-row it.

It can be said that Jianrong's live broadcast career can have a good start, which has a lot to do with pomegranate. So even though Jianrong's popularity became higher and higher, he still brought pomegranate double rows every day. If pomegranate doesn't come, he will mostly be single-row. Other anchors ask him to join forces to hype live broadcast CP, Jianrong basically refuses.

The contract was signed, Jian Rong didn't intend to hide it. He pressed the voice button: "I signed a professional contract for next season with a club. I didn't let me say it if I didn't make it... Anyway, nothing is wrong, don't worry, I'll treat you to a meal in a few days."

Then the pomegranate was bombarded again.

After chatting with him, Jian Rong decided to take a shower.

When he took off his pants, Jian Rong remembered those hands again and couldn't help but use her head to touch the wall again.

That's a big deal that has won countless championship trophys.

What kind of virtue is your ragged trouser chain...

After taking a long shower, the phone on the table lit up again, and it was the discussion group called "TTC Macho Men's Fitness Club".

[P Bao’s little assistant: All members are not awake at three o’clock? Brother Ding came back with food, and it was all porridge. Come down and drink it quickly.]

【pine: Your notes have been changed.】

[P Bao's little assistant: No, I think this note is cute.]

Jian Rong was about to say that she would not eat it anymore.

【Daqian: Why haven’t you gotten off your ears yet?】

【r: Coming】

[Brother Ding: When you come down, you can order Jianrong. The porridge will be cold and it will not taste good]

【Fuck: I don’t need to go down immediately】

The ttc team members finally used the dining table today.

Several people sat drinking porridge, and because of the hangover, everyone was listless.

Brother Ding felt a headache when he remembered their drunkenness last night: "I asked you to drink a few sips to cheer you up, isn't you letting you drink too much? I didn't know what kind of alcohol you are? I went out and called for ten minutes, and when I came back, I lay down. What do you think? You also poured wine to Jian Rong. He is only seventeen years old and is growing up. It's so great that he can touch a glass or two..."

Yuan Qian immediately took down the mistake: "I won't give them any more money in my problem in the future."

Jian Rong changed into a black sweatshirt, put her hands in her pockets and walked down the stairs, trying to sit down silently without attracting the attention of others.

"Jian Rong!" Xiaobai opened his voice: "Are you more comfortable?"

The people on the table stopped and looked over.

Jian Rong looked up and met Lu Baiyuan's gaze.

Lu Baiyuan's eyes were the same as usual, and he could not tell any emotions.

As soon as Jian Rong's heart settled down, she saw the other person suddenly lower his eyelids and glanced at his pants.

Jian Rong: “…………”

The back of his head was numb, and he tightened the corners of his mouth and said "um" as a response, avoiding his sight and walking towards the farthest seat from Lu Baiyuan.

"You sit here to serve the porridge." Yuan Qian called him and thoughtfully helped him open the chair.

On the left is Yuan Qian and on the right is Lu Baiyuan.

Jian Rong stared at the chair woodenly for two seconds, and sat down stiffly.

"White pigeon porridge or lean meat porridge, which one you want to drink is served by yourself." Yuan Qian said: "Are you okay? You're very drunk?"

Jian Rong shook her head: "It's okay."

"You scared me to death yesterday." Xiaobai drank the porridge and said vaguely: "I can't even walk on the road, my brother has to hold you all before he can drag you."

"It's not that exaggerated." Lu Baiyuan said.

Jian Rong resisted the urge to beat Xiaobai, and tilted her head and said, "Thank you."

"My brother was walking upstairs, walking and stopping like a penguin, not knowing what he was talking about." Xiaobai was still describing, and after saying that, he asked him, "Do you still remember?"

"...I don't remember." Jian Rong looked up and asked coldly: "Aren't you drunk too? Why are you still so energetic?"

Somehow, Jian Rong's tone was plain and there was nothing wrong with what he asked, but Xiaobai felt that his implication was "Why didn't you drink to death last night?"

Xiaobai: "...I wasn't drunk at the time, just dizzy."

Jian Rong wanted to say something, but the person around him suddenly stood up and the chair pulled on the floor made a very light sound.

Jian Rong immediately shut up and continued to drink porridge without raising her head, trying to separate herself from the entire dining table.

He heard Lu Baiyuan walk into the kitchen, then the sound of the refrigerator opening and closing, and sat back for a moment, touching his arm when he sat down.

"When was the interview I mentioned before?" Lu Baiyuan's voice was warm.

Jian Rong's mind suddenly floated through her - "It's done."

His head was buried lower.

Brother Ding said: "The afternoon after tomorrow, someone will arrange for home interviews there."

Lu Baiyuan let out a "hmm" and unscrewed the iced coffee and took a sip. He put another cup of pure milk at room temperature on the table, and naturally pushed it to the people around him, saying, "Drink it after eating."

Jian Rong almost choked by the porridge: "...Okay."

After chatting with Lu Baiyuan about the interview, Brother Ding cleared his throat: "Also, Jian Rong... Do you know that he was photographed last night?"

"I know." Jian Rong asked: "Has you violated the rules?"

"No... don't worry, it's not a big deal. It's just that minors are better not to drink. I forgot this yesterday." Brother Ding said: "But I didn't take a look at the photo. If someone asks me in the future, you can deny it."

After the breakfast, Ding Ge issued a ban on alcohol and asked everyone not to touch the wine until the end of the spring season.

Back in the training room, Jian Rong put several sets of team uniforms on her desk.

The ttc's uniform is a black and white style, with a white logo on the black background. There are many sponsor icons printed on it. "ttc" is written on the front of the chest, and the team's crown logo is behind it.

There is also a small line of words below "ttc", which is "soft".

Jian Rong stared at her id for a long time before she could move.

The fabric of the team uniform was very good. He put his hand into the bag and touched it a few times, and was about to pull it out.

"Try it tonight, and then use it to change if it doesn't fit." A voice suddenly came from behind.

Jian Rong withdrew her hand: "...Okay."

Lu Baiyuan said again: "Someone called you last night, but I answered it because I was afraid that there would be an urgent matter."

"I know." I can't pretend to be broken anymore, Jian Rong rubbed the tip of her nose: "...I've got your coat dirty. Can I buy one again?"

"No. I bought the clothes smaller, I haven't worn them a few times." Lu Baiyuan thought of something and laughed: "But it was a custom style, with my name embroidered... If you dislike it, throw it away, and keep it on the base to wear it. It's up to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the training room was pushed open.

Xiaobai stretched in and saw Lu Baiyuan standing. He looked at Zhong hanging on the wall in confusion: "Brother, didn't you agree to start the live broadcast today at 4:30 today?"

Lu Baiyuan said "yes" and returned to his computer and turned on.
To be continued...