Chapter 33: The capsized boat

In the morning, Yuan Xiu was absent-minded during the training of the shooting range. He shot several bullets without even touching the target.

Even Gu Zhefeng, who was not on the same channel as them, noticed his abnormality. When loading the gun, he whispered to Ah Heng: "Captain is constipated today?"

Ah Heng thought for a while: "When he came out of the toilet in the morning, his face was not right, most of it."

Ren Xiang said contemptuously: "You dare to claim to be a little expert in information communication, and even our team will soon add a new member."

Ah Heng exclaimed: "New member!"

Gu Zhefeng threw it away and snatched it, hugged his head and collapsed and howled: "no~~~!"

Ren Xiang said: "I don't even know who it is, what are you no."

Ah Heng explained: "The joining of new members will inevitably break his step-by-step life. He hates all the things that change and would rather live a stagnant pool of water."

Ren Xiang shrugged: "No matter whether you like it or not, the captain is very nervous anyway."

Aheng looked at Yuan Xiu, who was resting in peace in the rest area and said, "Can you make the captain so nervous new member..."

Ren Xiang nodded: "Your elm-wood-burned head has finally come to fruition, yes, it's her."

Ah Heng gasped: "It's really her?

!”

Gu Zhefeng was even more frightened: "Damn, Wang Nima?"

Ren Xiang:...

A psychopath!

...

After finally ending at noon, Yuan Xiu walked to the shade of a tree beside the secluded garden path, took out his cell phone and called Yang Chen.

"Zheng Xiu."

“How about the interview?”

Yang Chen paused for a long time before saying, "The negotiation was not completed."

“Is it a commission issue?”

Yuan Xiudao: "It doesn't matter if you are not satisfied with the salary she proposed. You can transfer it from my salary. She comes from the United States, and the salaries of the team members in the United Nations are generally high, so you can talk about these."

“It’s not a salary issue.”

Yang Chen said: "She also wants to bring someone into the team."

“…”

"You know this is impossible. Even as a substitute, you need to screen them layer by layer. How can you add people at will? What's more, it's a female player. You know that investors have always disapproved of female players joining the team."

"I understand, thank you Brother Yang."

Yuan Xiu hung up the phone, lit a cigarette, and came to the lake alone.

The noon sun shines on the sparkling lake surface, and the blue waves rippling.

The winter sun is rare, and many people come out to bask in the sun, making it warm.

But he was not very happy. Before he finished smoking a cigarette, the phone rang. The caller ID: The little lame donkey who wanted to win the championship.

The phone rings kept ringing until a cigarette butt in his hand burned out before he opened the screen and connected.

A slight vent came from the other side of the phone, and then there was silence until he gently "um" a moment.

"Sorry, Yuan Xiu!"

Lu Manman said and apologized: "The opportunity you gave me is rare, but I wasted it."

"So it's better to have a reason to convince me."

"Cheng Yu helped me win the doubles and won the championship. I can't leave her behind and join X at this time."

"So Lu Manman is such a person who easily gives up the opportunity."

This was the opportunity he finally won for her, but gave up for the sake of the people around him, and he suddenly felt a little cold.

"It's impossible to give others hope, and it's disappointing."

Lu Manman said: "When I signed up for the doubles competition, no one was willing to form a team with me. If Cheng Yu hadn't been, I would probably have slapped myself in the face in front of Zhou Jialiang."

"Give others hope, but disappointing..." Yuan Xiu said in a deep voice: "What about me."

"What?"

Yuan Xiu took a deep breath and tried to suppress the desire to scold her fiercely.

"Do you know why I'm willing to help you?"

You can't like me, Lu Manman thought so in her heart, but said, "I don't know."

"It has nothing to do with your stubborn and stubborn little lame donkey. I can't bear to leave w, and I can't bear to leave all her efforts in the past to waste."

After he said that, he hung up the phone without mercy.

After sitting there for a long time, Lu Manman came back to the taste. It turned out that she had already... lost her horse in front of Yuan Xiu.

No wonder he spared no effort to help her, all of whom were helping w and his goddess.

Wait, isn't his goddess her?

Lu Manman couldn't help but blush again. Although she was the goddess in the minds of many otaku, he was Yuan Xiu.

But why did he not worship her as a goddess during the process of getting along, and he often harmed her...

As expected, the goddess in her mouth said casually and didn't have any money.

These days, male gods and goddesses are the cheapest.

However, he tried his best to help her not run away. Lu Manman felt grateful and guilty, and sent several text messages to Yuan Xiu during those days.

"Original cultivation, original cultivation."

He won't reply to her.

“Is the boat of our friendship capsized?

【Crying in the Storm】”

Still not to go back.

“Hara Xiu was angry.

qaq”

Yuan Xiu was sweating heavily, steaming out of the gym, took out his cell phone from his backpack, and saw a text message from [Little Lame Donkey is Not Adorable Today].

"Zheng Xiu, there is a saying circulating in the AFC real-life competition. I wonder if you have heard of it: first, second, third.

The game is always the most important thing. Our ultimate goal is to win. No matter how many people are sacrificed, as long as there is one person in the team who lives to the end, it will win."

Yuan Xiu: "This is where we want to learn from you."

Lu Manman sat on the bed with her cell phone, her feet pounding on the bed, and she shouted excitedly: "He's back to me!"

Cheng Yu was in front of the mirror and smeared with night frost, thinking casually: "I said he couldn't stand it tonight."

Lu Manman jumped out of bed, ran out of the dormitory and called back to Yuan Xiu. He sent a text message again and was afraid that he would not reply, so he called him directly if he was too slow.

From time to time, girls passed by her side with washbasins by the corridor. She stood by the balcony at the end of the corridor, looking at the lively basketball court opposite the dormitory, her heart was thumping.

The phone rang twice and it was connected.

"Zheng Xiu."

"The first game, the second game, the third game."

In the dark night, Yuan Xiu's voice is low and magnetic: "So the United Nations can make a world number one."

Lu Manman smiled and said, "Yes, there is currently no real-person competitive skills in any country that match the American League, and it can be said that it is the only one."

"You want to use this example to prove the correctness of your decision?"

"It's a bit difficult," Harashi said.

Lu Manman stood against the wall, looking down at his furry slippers: "I didn't want to prove anything, but when I came to China, I often hear that no matter what kind of competition, friendship is the first and second in the competition, which is completely different from ours, and I feel it is interesting."

“Friendship first, competition second.”

Hara Shu seemed to chuckled: "In the real game, winning must be the ultimate goal.

Under this premise, reducing hostility and not being so tense is the harmonious doctrine of the Chinese.

The only difference between us is that we don’t show hostility so obviously.”

"Harashi, do you think the AFC value competition over everything is correct?"

"certainly."

"It's reasonable for queen to let me leave because of my leg injury."
To be continued...