[Outside Le Ye] Mr. Zhang's 365 days

Ye Qiu asked the team doctor for a bottle of safflower oil and went back to his room.When Zhang Jiale rushed in in a hurry, she waved to him calmly.

"It's nothing, I accidentally twisted my foot."

"……Really."

Zhang Jiale finally let go of the breath that was raised in his heart.He bent down and took the bottle of safflower oil, then turned her ankle to look at it carefully: "Why are you so careless?"

"Is it you who were too surprised?" Ye Qiu asked back.

"Uh, Xiao Qin didn't speak clearly, I thought something was wrong," Zhang Jiale coughed dryly, "Okay, that's all, don't go out these few days."

She frowned: "Not good."

"You still want to go to the Internet cafe?" Zhang Jiale was surprised.

"Anyway, no one recognizes me, what's wrong?"

"It's not that there is no internet in the club, why do you have to go out to play..." He was puzzled, and said casually, "Are you hiding something from me?"

Ye Qiu lowered the rolled trouser legs little by little, raised his head, and met his gaze.She looked calm, but Zhang Jiale felt that she had something to say.

"What's wrong?" He couldn't help but soften his voice.

"Actually," Ye Qiu mused, "I've been thinking about some things, especially recently..."

She spoke slowly and procrastinated, in Zhang Jiale's ears, for some reason, she suddenly became disturbed.

"Maybe I should have thought it through earlier. Going on like this is not an option after all. It's time to find a time to talk about it." Ye Qiu looked at him and carefully chose his words, "About the future——"

"What will happen in the future," Zhang Jiale interrupted her abruptly, with a little irritability in his eyes, "I've thought about it, but now it's not suitable. You know, I have to concentrate now and put my mind on the competition."

She froze for a moment: "Can't you..."

"Yes, it's not impossible." Zhang Jiale hesitated for a while, his shoulders slumped, and he sighed.He didn't want to explain it so soon, obviously neither of them was ready for it.

"I haven't figured it out yet... that's why I can't be distracted now."

The high-intensity professional league is not a good time for romance.

Ye Qiu was silent for a while, but he understood in his heart.

"So, don't you have any ideas yet?" she asked.

Zhang Jiale shook his head slowly and heavily.

"Actually, I am too." Ye Qiu's eyes fell to the floor, and his tone was rarely frustrated, but he was still extremely calm, "I thought, there is—"

"What are you thinking?" Zhang Jiale subconsciously asked.

"There's something I wanted to tell you," she said hesitantly, her eyes wandering, "I never had a chance, I couldn't find a chance..."

If it were another occasion, Zhang Jiale would definitely find that her hesitation at this time was rare and abnormal, but he was also restless and missed this detail.

"Oh, good or bad?" He changed his tone as light-hearted as possible.

"Maybe it's not very good." Ye Qiu thought for a while and said.

"Oh... let's forget it then?" Zhang Jiale smiled calmly, "The condition is pretty good this month, don't let it affect you."

Ye Qiu nodded quietly: "That's fine."

When Zhang Jiale left the room, he couldn't help but glance back.Ye Qiu sat on the edge of the bed with his legs curled up, keeping his original posture motionless, staring at something in a contemplative manner.

For a moment, his heart skipped a beat.

The competition started in September, Team Tyranny was unstoppable, and there were a lot of voices to win the championship.

Of course, there is also a lot of scolding.

Under the caring eyes of the other players, Zhang Jiale, who had been under fire, didn't seem to care. From practice to pre-match simulations, to performance on the field, everything was impeccable, and he competed with Han Wenqing for MVP again and again.

"Is this the power of love?" Lin Jingyan sighed with complicated emotions, picked up the stewed shrimp with his chopsticks, put it down again, and repeated it several times, as if it was tasteless to eat and it would be a pity to discard it.

"Give it to me if you don't want to eat it." Han Wenqing couldn't stand it anymore, and the chopsticks in his hand were about to move.

So, Lin Jingyan happily finished the poor prawn. After finishing eating, he pointed to the table on the other side and lowered his voice: "Look."

Han Wenqing looked in the direction.Over there is where Zhang Xinjie often sits, because of his well-known habits, most people would not sit with him to eat.

But to their surprise, Ye Qiu was sitting opposite him, biting a yogurt straw, as if waiting for him.

"Where's Zhang Jiale?"

"I don't know, why don't you go back after eating?" Lin Jingyan whispered, "Why did Ye Qiu and Xinjie..."

They used to have a good relationship, but that was based on the fact that Ye Qiu was single—at least, they didn't know that Ye Qiu had left the single, so a little closer performance would be fine.

Is it—

"Little noisy and happy?" Lin Jingyan said with his mouth.

"I don't know." Han Wenqing frowned.

Zhang Xinjie's rigorous dinner was finally over. Ye Qiu pushed a plate of fruit in front of him, and he raised his eyes suspiciously as a question.

"Don't you want to eat?" She poured out two toothpicks from the toothpick box, one was forked on an apple block, the other pierced a grape, picked it up and put it in her mouth.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Xinjie asked directly.

"Talk to you about a question," Ye Qiu quickly said, "Oh, maybe 'asking' is more accurate?"

"Tell me." Zhang Xinjie sat upright, ready to fight.

"Well, with a character like yours," she rested her chin on her palm and looked at him without blinking, "if you want to consider major events in life, don't you make a thorough plan?"

Zhang Xinjie is still puzzled: "There are no absolutes. I definitely have plans for the future, and I will do my best to avoid any accidents that go off track."

"What if it gets derailed?" Ye Qiu asked.

The Capricorn on the opposite side was quite surprised. He thought about it carefully for a while before answering: "It depends on the specific things. Under the current possibilities, I will control myself not to be disturbed by other factors, and , I am confident that I can get myself back on track smoothly—"

"It's so cold, Xinjie," Ye Qiu sighed, "It's also for me."

"It's not cruelty," Zhang Xinjie corrected meticulously, "it's planning. Things beyond self-control probably won't have a good development direction. People can't do things they can't predict because of impulse and passion. It's irrational." .It is also my cognition.”

"Well, even if you are right," she tentatively nodded, "then, are there any exceptions?"

Under her gaze, Zhang Xinjie didn't appear flustered at all, but his answer was half a beat behind.

"From an objective point of view, there will be."

"Like what?"

After a while, he shook his head slowly: "I haven't thought of it yet."

"...So, generally speaking, you suggest taking the conventional path, right?" Ye Qiu continued poking at the grapes, "For you, there are no exceptions in your life that require you to break the common sense?"

"What unconventional plans do you have?" Zhang Xinjie frowned slightly, becoming more sensitive.

Ye Qiu shook his head, stood up, took the fruit plate away and said, "I'm sorry to bother you."

Zhang Xinjie still felt vaguely wrong afterwards.

He carefully re-filtered his answer and found a loophole.He forgot the most important point for them: in the league, everything is unpredictable.

No matter how much he prepares, considers, and chews all the information over and over again, it is likely to be completely useless when the game comes.

Zhang Xinjie sighed slightly annoyed: How could he have forgotten?The Ye Qiu he was facing was the one who was most capable of causing them such trouble.

After washing up, before going to sleep, he looked at the alarm clock on the table and hesitated.

Do you want to remind Zhang Jiale not to play with the phone so late? ——The chat records of the professional player group and the speeches on Weibo show that he often sleeps until very late.

The work and rest are not good, and it is not good for eyesight.

But at this time...he was also worried that it would disturb their rest.

After thinking about it again and again, Zhang Xinjie took out his phone and sent Zhang Jiale a WeChat message: "Be careful, go to bed early."

"..." Zhang Jiale quickly came back with a string of ellipses.

At this time, Zhang Xinjie recalled the conversation between Ye Qiu and himself before, and he felt that it was necessary to remind him a few words.

"How are you and Ye Qiu doing recently?"

"Huh? Pretty good. What?"

"I think, her retirement period has not yet passed, but now she lives in the club, in such an atmosphere, is it..."

"Well, I've thought about this too, it's always a little inconvenient," Zhang Jiale directly sent a voice, "Baihua will be home in two more rounds, I plan to ask her if she wants to go there together."

Zhang Xinjie came to the conclusion that Ye Qiu was probably taking a bath, and frowned in doubt: "Hundred Blossoms? Are you okay..."

"It's okay!" Zhang Jiale said very coolly, "I know her well over there too. This is a rare opportunity. I want to take her out for a walk again."

"As long as you think there is no problem." Zhang Xinjie pondered for a moment where he couldn't see, "I will greet the manager in advance."

……

However, Ye Qiu refused.

"If you show up over there like this now, if you are discovered by former fans, have you thought about the consequences?"

"Uh, it's not so unlucky, is it?" Zhang Jiale was distressed.

Ye Qiu sighed: "I'm not going, you should also concentrate, don't think about what you have. Play the game seriously, if you don't win the championship this season... Sigh, will you have the face to face people in the future?"

Zhang Jiale nodded in bewilderment.

"Then after we win the championship—" he proposed tentatively.But Ye Qiu turned his eyes to the other side, showing that thoughtful expression again.

"Hey, you're not mad at me, are you?"

"Why am I angry with you?" She turned around, puzzled.

"Because...it feels a bit weird." Zhang Jiale said hesitantly.

"Oh, I do have a question I want to ask." Ye Qiu pulled back, his expression more serious than before.

Zhang Jiale couldn't help becoming a little nervous.

... "Before and after the competition day, can you restrain yourself a little?" Her tone was sincere, but her expression looked a little disturbed.

"Although I don't have to play games, I still feel tired!"

"..."

"..."

"Oh." Zhang Jiale replied, feeling lost.

The author has something to say:

The following content has no scientific basis: During the competition, the secretion of adrenaline is strong, so boldly speculate about sex?want?It will also be stronger... Ah, of course it is a guess, a guess!