After the car overturned, she became a heartthrob and fell into the trap of crazy criticizing Shura

Ruan Xueqing was infected by Zhou Yi's overflowing emotions. She raised her hand to remove the golden sequins that fell from her hair, and a trace of warmth suddenly rose in her eyes.

"Why are you crying?" He gently tapped the girl's curled eyelashes and teased her, "I almost forgot that you were a crybaby before."

Zhou Yi held him tightly in his arms, completely forgetting the subsequent processes and links until the coach on the stage called him several times, "You don't want fmvp anymore??"

He suddenly came to his senses and said, "Wait for me, honey, and I will bring you a championship ring."

Zhou Jingming, who witnessed his son's comeback in the audience, was silent for a long time. He spoke to himself for a long time, not knowing who he was talking to, "I don't mind the fuss."

"Forget it, I'm young and energetic anyway, let him do whatever he wants."

Then he walked against the crowd towards the outside of the base, but there was an inconspicuous arc at the corner of his mouth.

Still quite like when I was young.

*

Immediately after the national competition, there was a competition hosted by Yangshizi TV. The ODIN youth training team lived up to expectations and won the championship. The coaching staff began to consider who to train as alternate players for the competition.

The six of them, plus Ruan Xueqing and Cen Shuang, made an appointment to have a supper on New Year's Eve and sat lively in a hot pot restaurant.

Zhou Yi put his left hand around Ruan Xueqing's waist, pushed the wine glass in front of her away, replaced it with a freshly filled Sprite, and raised his chin, "I promised you that I would treat you, so don't be polite."

"It doesn't matter what you say, after all, the prize money for the competition alone is five million." Big Fatty gave a thumbs up generously, "First, give me ten Australian lobsters to stir-fry!!"

"Look at your potential."

The few of them were chatting animatedly, and noticing that Cen Shuang was hesitant to speak, Ruan Xueqing turned her head and gave him a confused look, "What's the matter, Shuangshuang?"

Cen Shuang shook her head in confusion, "I just had a very strange dream, so it's still a bit unreal."

"What dream?"

She hesitated for a moment, not sure whether she should say it or not. In the end, she just regarded it as an interesting topic of conversation. She half-covered her mouth and whispered: "That's right, I dreamed that you married a man. You looked very elegant. You also wore a metal Frame, but I don’t recognize it.”

Ruan Xueqing froze on the spot for an instant. Could it be that there was some bug in parallel time and space?

She was about to summon Jiutong, but suddenly she remembered that this guy had already left work on time.

Since the other party only treats it as a dream, there is no need to panic.

So she pulled her lips together and smiled, teasing the topic: "Do you want to get married? You think about it every day and dream about it every night."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Cen Shuang caught the joke, and the story was over.

After half an hour, the boys all drank some wine. Song Jiamao showed signs of excitement. He was still very excited when he recalled the day of the finals.

"It is said that the opponent's mid laner is famous for being weird about details, so he will still be pushed to the ground and rubbed by the boss."

"Be careful, no one can win against me, Brother Yi."

"puff--"

Ruan Xueqing couldn't help but turned around and sprayed the Sprite out. She caught a glimpse of Zhou Yi's green face, coughing and laughing at the same time.

Then the other party pinched the soft flesh behind his waist, and his back couldn't help but straighten and restrain itself slightly.

"Song Jiamao, you can't get rid of your habit of talking nonsense when you're drunk, right?"

"Want me to sew your mouth shut?"

Hearing the threat, Song Jiamao made a zipper gesture in front of his mouth and became quiet.

Zhou Yi didn't know what was going on, so he flipped through his phone that was upside down several times throughout the night, then drank all the wine in the glass and took Ruan Xueqing's hand to leave.

"Hey boss, won't you celebrate the New Year with us?"

"I want to be with my baby, and you singles can sign up with each other to keep warm."

"Hey, it hurts my heart to say that."

It was the middle of winter, and the snow had just fallen in Wancheng. The ground was covered with silvery white. You could exhale a stream of hot mist by opening your lips slightly.

Zhou Yi drove Ruan Xueqing to the busiest commercial street in the city center. Many people gathered in the square, crowded under a large LED display screen that was more than ten stories high.

"Little sister, do you also want to welcome the New Year together?" A girl held a balloon in her hand and gave two red love balloons respectively. "After the countdown is over, let them fly and you will realize your New Year's wish."

"Thank you."

Ruan Xueqing wrapped the string around her fingertips a few times and hugged her arms a little coldly. Then she heard the sound of the zipper and was pulled into Zhou Yi's coat.

"Two minutes left, hold on, baby."

She nodded, and when it was approaching midnight, she suddenly had the idea to record this moment, so she turned on the camera and pointed it at the inky black night.

The display screen that was originally playing ads quietly suddenly started to sound, turned festive red, and started counting down from 60.

The cold mechanical sound was covered up by the enthusiastic voices of people. Strangers who had never met each other gathered together, but suddenly there was a sense of joy in the New Year.

"10!!"

"9!!"

...

"3!!"

"2!!"

"1!!"

Everyone released the balloons in their hands together, and the dark night sky was suddenly dyed with brilliant colors, which was particularly romantic.

A line of words slowly appeared on the huge screen, causing people to marvel. The prelude of "Ghost" ost played, bringing the sense of atmosphere to the extreme. Ruan Xueqing's eyes suddenly lit up for a moment.

Tiny snowflakes were falling. She looked at Zhou Yi through the hazy mist, and her heart trembled uncontrollably.

The young man's deep voice reached his ears, "In the new year, let your dreams come true."

[Happy New Year, baby. ]