Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

Of course, Lin Qiuran would not let go of this opportunity to publicize, and contacted the public relations side on purpose.

All of a sudden, many marketing accounts posted the news that Zhao Qichen won the championship, and the trending search reached the top, and the forum almost exploded.

"Sure enough, it's sunshine, I had a hunch it would be him."

"That's right, I don't know what kind of mentality Ya Xiaoyu has. How could it be possible? She was so beaten up by sunshine that she has no power to fight back."

"Mars is going to be cold, after the big blood change, it's not as good as before, and Xiaoyu is like that again."

"I thought pokerK of DS would win the championship, but I didn't expect that they didn't make it to the top three."

"However, I've watched the instant shots of Sunshine ten times, they are so handsome!"

Lin Qiuran sat silently in the car, flipping through the forums on her mobile phone and smiling.

The whole car was still a little excited, discussing where to celebrate.

Hearing Lin Qiuran's laughter, Zhao Qichen couldn't help but look up at her, unexpectedly she looked happier than himself.

Instead of going back to the base directly, a few people went to a club for dinner. It was rare for Lin Qiuran to have no work, so they opened a private room and prepared to have fun.

There is still a week before the finals. After this meal, the people in the team will go into the intense training period again, so the Mahou and the others are extremely crazy.

"You haven't seen Xiao Yu's face, it's so pale, I can see it... tsk tsk tsk."

Ma Hou pursed his lips and said vividly, Xiaopang nodded repeatedly, and the other two who were playing tricks all laughed.

A table of people toasted together to celebrate Zhao Qichen's single volleyball championship, the greatest personal honor in the Asian division.

After playing for more than two hours, Ma Hou and Xiaopang were still tossing, Wen Zhouxing also drank a lot, and followed the two of them.

Mao Yu looked at the others, silently picked up the wine glass, and walked towards Zhao Qichen.

"team leader……"

Zhao Qichen was editing the Weibo to be posted, when he saw Mao Yu coming over, he quickly put down his phone and picked up the cup casually.

Maoyu sat next to him, and said with some hesitation: "Actually, before the competition, I have been thinking about how to surpass you, and even hope to meet you in the competition and beat you..."

Zhao Qichen raised his eyebrows and simply nodded, he could actually see all of this.

"But seeing you win the championship, I am really happy for you, and I will continue to sprint to you and become an official member of SOD."

Hearing Maoyu's firm words, Zhao Qichen couldn't help smiling, and raised his glass.

"Okay, now that you've said that, I'll look at your performance, but now... you have to pay the price for your previous thoughts, and dry up this glass of wine first,"

Mao Yu nodded quickly, raised his glass and drank it down. Zhao Qichen saw his face flushed from the wine and coughing dryly, so he couldn't help but pat the top of his head.

The old wolf on the side watched all this, holding the wine glass in his hand, hesitating whether to go forward, but he endured watching the two of them.

Two hands were suddenly put on his shoulders, and the old wolf turned his head and saw Xiaopang sitting behind him hiccupping. He thought he was going to start whining again with the help of alcohol, but unexpectedly Xiaopang said softly : "I know you care about this single volleyball match very much, and I do too, but it was only after this single volleyball match that I realized how much we usually dragged down the captain..."

The old wolf looked at Xiaopang saying these words in surprise, it turned out that the other party was not drunk.

"But it's not too late to know now. I used to always think about how much I have paid for this team, but the light is not on me. Now I figured it out. The captain actually worked harder than us and endured a lot. Everything he has now, He deserves it all."

Xiaopang said solemnly, Old Wolf pursed his lips, and lowered his head a little ashamed.

Before the single volleyball match, he was once jealous of Zhao Qichen, jealous that he had so many people's love, jealous that all the light of the team was on him alone.

But today, he realized the gap between himself and him, rather it was the team that dragged him down.

While enjoying the love, all the infamy of the team before, and what happened to the team, were all carried by Zhao Qichen alone.

When other teams bully SOD, it will always be Zhao Qichen who stands up and takes the lead.

And he, actually still has the face to be jealous of him and question him?Now that I think about myself, I was such an asshole.

As if he had made up his mind, Lao Lang picked up his wine glass and walked straight towards Zhao Qichen without hesitation.

As soon as Maoyu left, the old wolf came again. On the contrary, he didn't say anything, and drank the wine in one gulp.

It felt like... not saying anything, just being in the wine.

Zhao Qichen was not strong enough to drink, he was a little dizzy after the meal just now, and now he couldn't refuse, so he drank all the wine in the glass with the old wolf, only feeling dizzy for a while.

Xiaopang and Mahou both came to toast, which caused Zhao Qichen to complain: "You guys are here in turn, are you trying to get me drunk?"

Ma Hou had a sinister smile on his face, although Xiaopang also hummed along, he looked very simple.

A celebration banquet lasted until early in the morning, and there was no one in the clubhouse. Several people walked out with each other supporting each other.

Lin Qiuran said that she was unwell and didn't drink at all, and the others didn't dare to pour her water, but she became the most sober one.

After trying to support Zhao Qichen for a while, he found that he couldn't bear his weight at all, so he threw him into Wen Zhouxing's arms.

After getting into the car, the driver smiled helplessly when he saw how drunk they were.

Even though everyone was drunk, they gave up the seats behind with winks, and the horse monkey leaned on Xiaopang's soft belly, humming comfortably.

Maoyu nodded at the side, and was about to fall asleep in the next second.

Wen Zhouxing sat in the co-pilot, taking a nap with his eyes closed.

Lin Qiuran helplessly endured Zhao Qichen who was leaning on her body. Seeing the crowd of people in the car finally quiet down, she just felt very warm.

Zhao Qichen leaned comfortably on Lin Qiuran's shoulder, his head was still dizzy, but he was also very comfortable smelling the faint fragrance of her body, so he rubbed against her dishonestly.

It attracted Lin Qiuran to poke his forehead fiercely, so he didn't dare to move.

When everyone returned to the base, it was already very late, and a few people rushed back to the room in twos and twos. After Lin Qiuran settled everyone down, he went back to the room. Looking at Zhao Qichen who was lying on his bed sprawled, his eyes were a little sore.

This might be the last time they get together.

Thinking of this, Lin Qiuran's heart ached, and he tried his best not to cry.

Looking at Zhao Qichen's sleeping face, she was in a daze for a moment, remembering the first time the two met. The other person looked rebellious, but he was really her little fanboy.

But later, I kept pursuing myself, and later because of some things I became mature, and the scene of proposing to myself at home is still vivid.

Gently touched his side face, since when it started, this little boy has become a man who can be alone.

Most importantly, her boyfriend is a national champion, an Asian champion, and will become a world champion in the future.

Lin Qiuran ran along Zhao Qichen's hair, her eyes blushing unconsciously.