"How much, I'll give it to you." Tong Nian said, picking up the spoon on the lid of the box, scooping out a little and putting it in his mouth to taste. The cold feeling immediately invaded the tip of his tongue, just in time to dissolve the greasy feeling of lunch.
"No, no, no, the captain usually takes good care of me. An ice cream is nothing." Lin Yuanzhi said, picking up the chopsticks and starting to eat his lunch, but found that Tong Nian still seemed to be worried, and couldn't help but ask: "Captain
Are you worried about the afternoon game?"
"No."
Tong Nian put down the spoon in his hand, picked up the phone on the table and looked at it. There was more than half of the ice cream left, and there were only two bites in the lunch box next to it. He seemed to have no appetite.
"Oh! Then... Captain, I have something to tell you." Although Lin Yuanzhi said he wanted to talk, his hands did not stop. He rolled up a ball of pasta with chopsticks and ate it with his mouth.
"What's the matter?" Tong Nian finally raised his eyes and looked at him, wondering what else he would want to say before the game.
"I think Captain you will be angry after hearing this, but it's really uncomfortable if you don't say anything. Can you listen first? If you get angry, you can punish me later!" Lin Zhiyuan said and licked the pasta sauce on his lips.
Juice, taking a tentative look at Tong Nian's face.
Tong Nian seemed to have guessed what he wanted to say, but he didn't answer. He just watched intently, waiting for him to continue.
Since Lin Yuanzhi joined the team two years ago, he has always given the impression of being an obedient young boy. He especially respects Tong Nian very much and always only calls him "captain" instead of directly calling him by his name.
The reason why he is said to be "obedient" is because he only listens to Tong Nian's words. Whether it is in team training, competition or life, as long as Tong Nian says it, he will definitely implement it 100%. But he always likes to listen to other people's words.
None of them would listen, including coach Zhou Boyan. So the team secretly complained that Lin Zhiyuan was Tong Nian's second son, a loyal guy who would come back even if he kicked him out.
As for the second-rate guy, it's because this guy is famous for his big heart. He ignores and turns a deaf ear to the reprimands and insults from people other than Tong Nian, so he has a very good attitude and is relaxed and at ease every day.
This is what Tong Nian thinks is the best place for him to be a competitive player. He will not be affected by any negative effects at all and can maintain stable performance at any time.
However, it is also because Lin Yuanzhi has a big heart, so he never hides things in his heart, he says whatever comes to his mind, and often speaks unabashedly. In the past, every time the team needed to be interviewed by reporters, other people could not make a draft and just give a few sentences.
The team that interviews him alone can avoid it whenever they can. When it is inevitable, they must have someone write the Q&A content for him in advance, and read and recite the full text word for word according to the words written above. But even so, he will have a problem.
There were some embarrassing situations where I forgot my words or spilled my words when I was too excited, and then I was symbolically criticized by Tong Nian and punished by being locked up in a small dark room.
Fortunately, reporters who often work with Mingyue Pavilion all know this bastard. In order to protect Tian Jiangming's image, they will spare no effort to edit the captured footage. They will be careful to delete anything he goes off topic or say too much, frame by frame.
It's guaranteed that there won't be any mistakes.
Last night's post about Mingyue Pavilion and Liu Jiangqing was posted by Lin Yuanzhi as soon as he opened his eyes in the morning. Although competitive players are not allowed to read this kind of thing before the game, the content of the post is about what he currently holds.
The previous owner of Tian Jiangming’s account, so I still couldn’t turn a blind eye and read every word and picture carefully.
In fact, everyone in Mingyue Pavilion has seen this post by now, but no one said anything for fear of offending Tong Nian, but how could he hold it in when Lin Yuanzhi came here. Although he only met Liu Jiangqing once, but at least that guy
He is also the father of his own account. This kind of slander is intolerable. Right now, Tong Nian is looking at him with a serious look on his face, waiting for him to say the next thing, and he opens his mouth.
"I read a post on the Internet this morning. Those idiots are so shameless. They dared to scold Senior Liu Jiangqing! Although I know you can't read such gossip before the game, Tian Jiangming's account is Senior Liu.
He was raised by one hand, I can't just watch others scold him, captain..."
"This post is indeed not what you should read, so stop talking about it, have a good meal, and prepare for the challenge in the afternoon."
Tong Nian interrupted him with a gloomy face, not wanting to hear any more discussion about this matter.
"Uh..." Lin Zhiyuan was at a loss for words after what he wanted to say was suddenly interrupted. He had to lower his head and start stirring up the pasta with chopsticks. There was already a lump of noodles on the tip of the chopsticks, but he still had no intention of picking it up and eating it.
I am still stirring things up and down, and I feel that the bigger emotional intelligence processing center in my brain is a bit down.
Although he could tell that Tong Nian was a little unhappy from these words, he felt even more uncomfortable when he only spoke half of the words. He hesitated whether to listen to the captain and shut up, or to speak out what was being held in his heart.
Lin Zhiyuan hesitated for a long time, and finally thought of a compromise when the ball of spaghetti was about to be stirred into Ding Ding fried noodles. He looked at Tong Nian with a pleading look on his face: "Captain, then, I will tell you after the competition is over tonight.
Okay?"
Knowing that this kid is stubborn, if he is not allowed to say what he wants to say, although it will not affect his mentality during the game, he may complain to someone and cause more trouble. Tong Nian sighed and closed the lid of the box of ice cream.
He handed it to Lin Zhiyuan: "After you finish eating, help me put it in the dormitory refrigerator. I will eat it at night."
"Ah, I understand, don't worry and leave it to me!"
After all, I have been with Tong Nian for two years, and I know that there are some things he will not say openly, so the implicit meaning of this sentence is that he agreed to the request to chat alone in the evening. Lin Zhiyuan's face was full of joy after taking the ice cream
With an expression on his face, he quickly finished his lunch and walked towards the team dormitory with ice cream in his arms.
Yesterday was full of troubles, and today is still full of troubles. Liu Jiangqing, who quit the game, had no intention of tinkering with his own program anymore. He only had Mingyue Pavilion, Yuexia Song, and Lu Yunqian in his mind.
.I feel as if I am being controlled by another potential personality, and I cannot calm down at all.
Huh...what on earth are you going to do?
Do you want to wait until evening to watch the game?
Or are you waiting for someone to come to me?
Is it Tong Nian or that Lu Yunqian?
No, that's not right! Why do you want them to come to me? Hey, there must be a bug in the programming of the brain, it's so messy...
Liu Jiangqing hit her head irritably with her hands, as if she wanted to use violence to solve the bug in her brain. In the end, this knock made her brain even noisier, and all kinds of sounds and images suddenly exploded from her memory.
came out, filling the entire conscious space, as noisy as a disco. In desperation, he suddenly and unpreparedly hit his forehead on the computer table, dizziness and pain followed, and the impact caused a moment
His blank mind finally made him feel calm, and he immediately rubbed his red forehead with his hand: