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Chapter 497 The captain is not serious every day 36
Zhang Qiang glanced at the second floor, feeling a little strange.

"Could it be that he was nervous about the game? I haven't seen Jiang Shen so diligent. If I have to, I'll go up and call. You guys eat your breakfast first."

Several people nodded and went to get breakfast by themselves.

After a while, the manager came down, followed by a slow figure with his head half-tilted, obviously sleepy.

Zhang Qiang stuffed a breakfast into his hand angrily, with an aggrieved face, he wanted to hit him but didn't dare to hit him, so he could only complain.

"You said you, knowing that you have to get up early today, why stay up all night, it's good not to sleep on the field in this state, how can you play the game."

The young man lazily raised his eyes, but didn't answer, walked to the sofa and sat down, and lay there all over, looking like an old man.

Seeing that the manager was about to die of anger, Bai Shao had no choice but to put down 99, took the breakfast from him and walked over.

You can only see the light blue under his eyes when you get close, and his complexion is not very good. This is not just staying up late, I guess he didn't sleep much last night.

He poked his finger over and touched it, feeling the itch of the feather eyelashes sweeping over his finger, coaxed softly.

"Captain? Eat breakfast first, and go to sleep in the car later."

The young man frowned impatiently, opened his eyes reluctantly, restrained the impatience in his eyes the moment he saw her clearly, and only responded muffledly, took the breakfast, put the soy milk straw in his mouth and bit it, his eyelids drooping slightly .

Seeing him like this, Zhang Qiang shook his head helplessly. He only waited for a few people to finish eating before looking at his watch and getting up.

"Let's go, it's time to go to the venue, the car is already waiting outside."

Then he looked at the girl again.

"Bai Shao, Jiang Shen will leave it to you first."

There is no way, who made Jiang Shen famous for only listening to his own support, thinking of him as the manager of the jsk team, but he has nothing to do with the other party. It's like raising an ancestor, it's really heartbreaking.

Bai Shao responded, held the boy's wrist and led him into the car, sat down, and patted his head.

"Good, go to sleep."

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at her for a while, then buried his head on her shoulder, his voice was a little hoarse.

"Little assistant, lend me a hand."

Fortunately, the two sat in the last row, and the others also closed their eyes to catch up on sleep, so no one noticed this scene.

……

The car quickly arrived at the venue. The team members and staff in front got off one after another, and soon there were only two people left in the car.

Xu felt something, the young man raised his head slightly, squinted his eyes for a while before waking up, rubbed his neck, and said vaguely.

"Let's go."

A group of people got out of the car and went straight to the lounge, where there was already a makeup artist waiting.

After all, it is a league game, and there is also a live broadcast. During the game, you also need to put on simple makeup to increase your complexion.

Of course, the Internet addicted teenagers are quite resistant to this kind of thing, which is why they have to come in advance. Eight out of ten do not cooperate.

Especially Jiang Chen, who has such a handsome face and countless fans, not only does it not matter if he doesn't cherish it, but he always has dark circles under his eyes every time he comes, and he just refuses to put on makeup.

For example, at this moment, when other members have started to put on makeup, this old man is still sitting aside with a stinking face, refusing to let the makeup artist touch him.

The make-up artist next to him was holding the brush carefully, but he didn't dare to go forward, so he had to ask his agent for help.

Receiving her gaze, Zhang Qiang walked over with a sigh, and saw someone sitting there with his eyebrows frowned, his legs crossed, with an irritable look on his face.

He has a headache.

"Jiang Shen, please put some foundation on to cover the dark circles under your eyes. I'm begging you. I don't know what kind of trouble it will cause if you look like this on camera."

Originally, the camera didn't show his complexion, but with his whiteness, the blue under his eyes became more obvious. Maybe he thought the club abused him.

(End of this chapter)