Break that sportsman

Wei Ninghe, who was provoked by Shen Yu and made up his mind again, suddenly couldn't sit still anymore. He picked up his phone several times and wanted to say something to Chu Ziyang, but he just turned on the screen. Putting down the phone, besides being afraid that Shen Yu would find out about his guilty conscience, he also felt an indescribable shyness and nervousness.

Do you really want to say it? What do you want to say? Wei Ninghe, who had zero experience in love, felt his head spin in embarrassment. He clasped his fingers restlessly, as if there was a brazier under his buttocks and found it difficult to calm down.

Shen Yu, who laughed out loud at the Spring Festival Gala sketch, happily finished a handful of melon seeds. When she was about to grab another handful, she saw her son's look that made people want to kick him away. She Following the impulse in her heart, she kicked him. Looking at the puzzled Wei Ninghe, she said with disgust, "What are you doing? The Kang is heating your butt!"

Wei Ninghe was shocked by her kick. After looking helplessly at his domineering mother, he opened his mouth and was about to say something when he saw that the cell phone he had always placed in front of him suddenly prompted a message from someone. He held a kind of I clicked the button quickly with inexplicable expectations, but the message from someone I imagined did not appear. What was displayed on the screen was the New Year red envelope sent by Li Quan from the group of He Shan and Li Quan.

Wei Ninghe put down the corner of his mouth that had been raised inadvertently, and the boss muttered unhappily: "What?" He didn't even bother to collect the red envelope. He clicked on the dialog box between himself and Chu Ziyang in two clicks, and flipped through it for the first time. The previous chat history between the two of them.

"Alas." He sighed heavily and then put down his phone in despair. Didn't the two of them talk without opening remarks? How could he find a chance to chat with Chu Ziyang? Wei Ninghe was almost depressed to death.

He was racking his brains to think of a way to start a conversation with Chu Ziyang when he saw He Shan looking for him in the group after receiving the red envelope. Wei Ninghe looked at He Shan's stupid profile picture and suddenly had an idea. As soon as he appeared, he asked: "How did you chat with those girls before?"

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"How do you strike up a conversation with someone?"

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"Brother Quan, don't make trouble!"

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"You two are enough!"

"What do you mean?"

"What are you going to do, start chaos and end up giving up?"

Wei Ninghe looked at the two questions on the screen, and then started to fill the screen with question marks. The corners of his mouth twitched again and again. He secretly glanced at Shen Yu who was immersed in the excitement of the Spring Festival Gala again, and gritted his teeth as he typed one by one. Said: "@李Quan, I figured it out, I'm going to start a relationship!"

"@Heshan, when did I start being confused and finally give up? Please give me some advice, how can I chat with others for the purpose of falling in love!"

Wei Ninghe didn't know the expressions of He Shan and Li Quan on the other end of the phone, but he was really getting annoyed by the question marks all over the screen. Because he understood the excitement of his heart and the annoyance of having a bleak future, he went straight out and climbed up On the roof, after sitting cross-legged, we made a group video call.

"Who do you want to fall in love with?" After the call was connected, Li Quan and He Shan asked this question in unison immediately, especially He Shan. He had already excitedly opened the screen recording on his mobile phone and started recording. What a joke. This is a historical moment that witnessed the first flowering of the thousand-year-old iron tree. He will have to turn it over and over to appreciate it in the future, okay!

Facing the two people staring at him on the phone screen, Wei Ninghe suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He licked his lips uncomfortably and replied: "Who else could it be? It's not that one."

He Shan narrowed his eyes. He already knew the answer and asked deliberately in order to see more excitement: "How do we know who it is? You just asked me how to strike up a conversation with a girl, so which girl is it? Li Yiran?"

"And you did it too suddenly. You didn't give us any preparation." Li Quan, who was completely led away by He Shan, lamented that he had misjudged Wei Ninghe's thoughts one day, and was pitiful that he still had to fetch water from a bamboo basket after all. Chu Ziyang was in vain.

After hearing He Shan's words, Wei Ninghe rolled his eyes. He didn't care whether he was ashamed or not, and replied: "Can she compare with Chu Ziyang?"

He Shan looked at his arrogant look and thought that his nose was crooked, "Hey, who can compare with Chu Ziyang? No one can compare with him, so you want to date Chu Ziyang?"

He was dating Chu Ziyang. As soon as these seven words came out, Wei Ninghe couldn't suppress the smile on his face. The white light of his mobile phone illuminated his somewhat red face. In order not to show it too obviously, he suppressed his smile. With the waves rolling in my heart, I held my chin with one hand to cover half of my face, cleared my throat, and replied, "Yeah."

Li Quan was still buffering from the twist just now, and sure enough, his guess was right.

He Shan looked at Wei Ninghe's eyes that were smiling so hard that he couldn't see his eyeballs. He was also happy that he finally understood what he was thinking. He raised his eyebrows and said jokingly: "Aren't you a good brother and a good roommate? Why do you want to be with someone else?" ?”

"Tsk." Wei Ninghe glanced at him dissatisfied, and replied rather arrogantly: "Do you believe me or not? I'll beat you up again?"

Li Quanxiao, who had regained his usual composure, watched the two of them quarreling for a while, then interrupted and asked, "Then why are you asking how to strike up a conversation with someone?"

Mentioning this, the increasingly arrogant Wei Ninghe was brought back to his original shape. He wiped his nose and replied sheepishly: "I want to chat with him, but I don't know what to talk about."

"Pfft." He Shan laughed out loud at his amusement, and he could hear his laughter from far away, "Hahaha, damn, when did Wei Ergou become so innocent? I'm laughing so hard, hahaha!"

Li Quan almost stopped laughing, but considering Wei Ninghe's face-saving temper, he still pinched his palms to hold back. He stopped He Shan who was laughing wildly before Wei Ninghe exploded, and forcibly brought back the topic: "Then what do you usually talk about?"

"Talk about games, snacks, movies, anything." Wei Ninghe thought about the chat records he had seen before. They could chat for a long time during breakfast.

After laughing enough, He Shan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and finally made a somewhat helpful suggestion: "Then just talk to him about the Spring Festival Gala."

"It wouldn't be bad to send a New Year red envelope or something like that." Li Quan also expressed his idea.

Wei Ninghe, who finally found a way to chat with Chu Ziyang, couldn't bear it anymore. "Okay, hang up." With that, he was about to hang up the phone.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, He Shan's loud voice shocked him: "Wait a minute!"

Wei Ninghe deflected his yelling hand and barely managed to avoid the red button. He blinked and asked with slight dissatisfaction and anxiety: "What are you doing?"

Seeing his anxious look, He Shan couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "Looking at your worthless look, I'm going to ask you one thing, and get out of here after asking. How did you figure it out? "

When it came to business, Wei Ninghe felt that he could wait for another minute or two, so he didn't bother anymore and said happily: "I don't think I have figured it out. To be honest, before you pointed it out to me, I didn't know what I meant to him." It's this kind of feeling, but now that I know it, I'm not surprised. Instead, I feel quite happy. It's like the question that was ignored before finally has the answer. I'm anxious to chat with him now, not because I want to confess, but suddenly I feel very happy. I want to talk to him, although my mother said if I don’t do it now, someone else might do it before me, but." As Wei Ninghe said, he suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, but there was no trace of joy in his eyes. He continued: "But I also want to see what others think, and whether I am worthy enough to be with them, right? It’s too much to risk the world’s disapproval, so how can I drag him down?”

Li Quan looked at the originally cheerful man who suddenly became depressed while talking, and said distressedly: "How do you know he doesn't like you?"

"Why does he like me?" Wei Ninghe asked without hesitation.

He Shan didn't expect that someone as arrogant as Wei Ninghe would have such a moment. He opened his mouth, but still didn't say the answer. He just looked at him and said, "Didn't you say that everyone in the world likes you?"

"Hehe." Wei Ninghe smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Yeah, so I'm going to chat with Chu Ziyang now, bye." After saying that, he hung up the phone.

He Shan and Li Quan looked at each other on the spot, "Brother Quan, what should we do?"

Li Quan sighed, it was obviously a matter of mutual love, why did it develop into what it is now? What's wrong?

The moment Wei Ninghe, who knew nothing about anything, opened the dialog box with Chu Ziyang, all the gloom in his heart was swept away. He hummed to the tune of good days and sent Chu Ziyang an 8.88 red envelope, along with One sentence: "Have a great New Year!"

Chu Ziyang quickly received the red envelope and came back with a smiling voice: "Have a great New Year."

After Wei Ninghe collected the voice that made people feel numb from the ears to the bottom of his heart, he listened to it over and over again. His fingertips seemed to be pounding in his chest, and he was so trembling that he could only type garbled characters. Helplessly, he cleared his throat and sent A voice message passed over: "If you want to say Happy New Year to my brother, it is a red envelope I sent you after all."

Because of his nervousness, he said it three times before successfully sending the voice message. After the message was successfully sent, he stared at the dialog box between the two of them. He didn't wait for Chu Ziyang's reply until the phone automatically turned off. When he felt aggrieved, a video request from Chu Ziyang brought him to the cloud again.

"What?" Wei Ninghe was so glad that it was dark now, because Chu Ziyang couldn't see his red face.

"I wish you a happy New Year." After Chu Ziyang said with a smile, he looked at the dark background on his side with some surprise, and asked doubtfully: "Where are you? Aren't you at grandma's house?"

Wei Ninghe turned on the rear camera and explained to him while showing him the surrounding scenery: "Here he is, but I'm on the roof now."

"What are you doing on the roof? Isn't it cold?"

"It's okay. I'm wearing thick clothes. I was video-recording with He Shan and the others just now."

"Oh."

"Don't you want to give me New Year's greetings? Hurry up!" Wei Ninghe urged.

Chu Ziyang forced himself not to be jealous. Hearing this, he twitched the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "Happy New Year."

"That's it?" Wei Ninghe pursed his lips in dissatisfaction and complained coquettishly: "He Shan didn't even finish his words, and I hung up on him just to give you a New Year's red envelope. Are you just perfunctory with me like this?"

Chu Ziyang, who was suddenly unhappy and suddenly happy, pursed his lips. He didn't want to admit that he was so easy to coax, but he still said honestly: "Happy New Year, little fairy brother, may all your wishes come true in the new year, and all the best."

"That's pretty much it." Wei Ninghe smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into slits.