[Full-time master] Love can last for a long time

Ye Qiu rubbed his nose, pointed to the big man with the hedgehog head, and briefly introduced: "Sun Zheping, 'Falling Blossoms'."

Zhao Ling suddenly realized that this boss who didn't know how to operate and was losing money all the year round was the "Number One Mad Sword" Sun Zheping who retired due to injury the year before last.

When she first joined the league host, Zhao Ling was more often assigned to be the host of large-scale events, undertaking the tasks of broadcasting and running events.But in order to adapt to the regular season and better communicate and interact with the game commentators, she must master a more comprehensive history of the team and understand the style characteristics of each team member.

Thanks to the extra class she gave herself some time ago, the two names given by Ye Qiu quickly corresponded to the archives in her mind: Sun Zheping, the former captain of the Hundred Blossoms team, used the account "Luohualangchao".Together with Zhang Jiale, they are called "Double Flowers", creating the Blossom Blood Scene style of play together, and creating the Hundred Blossoms team.

As this year's favorite to win the championship, the veteran team Hundred Blossoms, apart from winning and losing twice, the most talked about is undoubtedly the ups and downs of the "Double Flowers" history.Zhao Ling vaguely remembered that when searching for information, there was a columnist named "Ranqing Xiaojiujiu", who once described the past of the two with tears of blood.The mournful tone of this person has made countless female readers weep for it, and his articles are still highly searched and recommended.

【The hardest thing to find in the world is a bosom friend, and the hardest thing to find is a friend

A journey, with swords and horses, piano music and music.

That was the most beautiful era, that was the most dazzling each other.

Once, high-spirited and high-spirited, I wanted to compete with the God of Heaven.

Now, Luo Huaren is independent...]

Sun Zheping suddenly shuddered, and looked down to see Zhao Ling's eyes under the big black frame, showing a long-lost, familiar strange light.

"Le Xiaozhui and I are innocent!" He declared almost reflexively, staring.

Zhao Ling immediately raised her hands to show her friendliness, with a face of "I don't understand, I won't tell, don't be nervous".

"Do it!" Sun Zheping gave up explaining, pulled Ye Qiu, and sat down opposite Zhao Ling very naturally, "Lao Ye, I can't see it. You can still meet such a tasteful girl when you go out in a house that has been dead for a thousand years. Let me introduce you." ?”

Ye Qiu glanced at Zhao Ling first, who smiled and nodded, and then he said flatly to Sun Zhe, "The hostess of the Glory Professional League, Zhao Ling. Don't you watch the game every day, didn't you recognize it?"

"What?!" Sun Zheping stared again, "Zhao Ling?!!"

Seeing his boss yelling and yelling, the little pickup came up to him with concern, and then he heard Sun Zheping question the people next to him, "That Zhao Ling?!!! That Zhao Ling that Huang Shaotian was talking about?"

Ye Qiu picked his ear with his little finger: "Well, it's that Zhao Ling."

"..." Zhao Ling didn't want to speak.

"???" Little Pickup didn't know why.

Sun Zheping scanned Zhao Ling's face up and down, still in disbelief: "Two days ago at Tiny Herb's home game, she was still sitting on the host stage, and she is in front of me today?"

He knows that there is a particularly beautiful host in this year's league, but how can he usually have so much free time to be obsessed with a screen? It means going to the kitchen to pick up two more pieces of meat, or going to the refrigerator to get a bottle of Coke.The host's name was more often used in the Penguin chat group when everyone teased Huang Shaotian.

As for the appearance of the hostess, the straight guy is as thick as Sun Zheping, and he never remembers it in his mind. At best, he labels it as "beautiful" and forgets it.

Under Sun Zheping's X-ray detection line of sight, even Zhao Ling, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, felt uncomfortable.She took off her decorative glasses, and curled her loose long hair behind her head.

The simple bun reveals a slender neck and a delicate and small face. The corners of her lips curled up, revealing the most professional signature smile: "Everyone, you are watching the 36th Glory Professional League, the [-]th round of the summer competition, the home court Team Tiny Herb is facing off against Team Wind Howl. This time, the host team still invited Zhang Yiwei as the guest commentator, and sitting next to me is Senior Qian Zhenghe, the 'golden voice' you are most familiar with, and I am Zhao Ling..."

This is the opening commentary of the regular season she just hosted before flying out of City B.As professional as she is, even without a teleprompter, she can still recite strings of words backwards.

Strange to say, when Zhao Ling is not wearing makeup, she has the most pure and clean girlish look, but as long as she enters this kind of hosting state, the breathtaking beauty will rippling from the corners of her eyes and lips, making it hard to move her eyes away.

"I'll go..." Sun Zheping clicked his tongue, and gave Ye Qiu an elbow, "Lao Ye, you're amazing, did you hook up with the beauty of the National People's Congress without Huang Shaotian behind your back?"

"Cough!" Ye Qiu didn't know whether he was stunned by the elbow or choked by Sun Zheping's words, and under Sun Zheping's adulterous gaze, he covered his lips and coughed twice, "You can change careers and become a gossip reporter. !"

Sun Zheping turned twice between Ye Qiu and Zhao Ling with his light bulb-like eyes, and suddenly said wildly in his heart, "Damn, I'm not Huang Shaotian, and I'm not chasing girls, it's none of my business." Put it aside.

Only the little pickup, noticed that when the two looked at each other just now, they separated with a touch, and there was clearly something hidden.

But before he had time to inquire, Sun Zheping spoke again: "Lao Ye, it's rare that you still have the conscience to come and see me, tell me, what to eat, I'll order takeaway. Sister, you don't have to be polite if you want to eat, I will dinner."

Holding the menu, the pickup truck resisted the feeling of "hating iron but not steel" to the boss, and asked tentatively, "Uh...boss, as for drinks, we have..."

Only then did Sun Zheping come to his senses: "Oh yes, come on, let's order wine first." He took the menu from the pickup truck and threw it to Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu pushed the menu away, and raised a finger at the little pickup: "A glass of orange juice."

Sun Zheping looked contemptuous, raised his head and shouted again: "Damn! Are you sure you're still pretending to be a teenager when you come to my place?"

"Drinking affects hand speed, I'm not like you." Ye Qiu raised his chin calmly.

"Bah!" Sun Zheping was not polite to him at all, "Excellent Era is almost becoming Tao Xuan's golden pocket, and he won the championship. I think this year will be yellow too?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he immediately regretted seeing Ye Qiu's dim eyes for a moment.

Sun Zheping shocked everyone with his skills in his early years, and his bold and straightforward personality made him make a lot of friends in Glory.Joining guilds, grabbing bosses, winning streaks in competitive competitions, and later forming a team with the like-minded Zhang Jiale... It can be said that Ye Qiu walked the same path in about the same amount of time.The two are both ace players of the veteran team, they have been both opponents and friends all the way, and the more they fight, the more they like each other. At some point, Ye Qiu became the object of Sun Zheping's "shoulder hook".

Before Sun Zheping retired, the only time he got drunk was with Ye Qiu.Probably because this person never accepts media interviews, never attends commercial events, and lives too primitively and purely.So facing Ye Qiu, Sun Zheping was like a dark night with the lights turned off. Finally, he no longer had to pretend he didn't care. He took off his mask to face the media. He was as fragile as a child who was abused for the first time in the arena. , crying, cursing, roaring...

Retired due to injury, the simple four words, but there is too much bitterness behind it.

For the championship, he is such a desperate person, how could he not care, how could he let go.But fate is too strong to fight back, hands that tremble slightly when placed on the table, can no longer dance and jump with ten fingers on the keyboard; the combos of swinging swords and striking crosses violently all the way, but now they can barely dodge sideways .With that hand, he tightly squeezed Ye Qiu's shoulder, kneeling drunkenly on the icy road.

Ye Qiu and he both longed for the dream of being a champion.

It's a pity that he was treated like this by fate, and what's even more exasperating is Ye Qiu who was treated like this by Tao Xuan all these years.

In the past two years since Sun Zheping retired from the military, he was reluctant to stay away, so he relied on Baihua to open a small bar in Dali.

The business in the bar was not good, Sun Zheping took a good look at it, and never asked other friends for a treat.Only Ye Qiu quietly remitted two sums of money to Sun Zheping when the cash flow was not working.

Sun Zheping has always remembered his favor, this year he went to City B on a whim with his backpack.As a spectator, I watched a regular match between Tiny Herb and Blue Rain.

Wang Jiexi is still as strong as ever, stronger than in the fifth season, just because he gave up more.Compared with the unrestrained and stunning magician back then, in the past few years, he has almost stripped away his personal color to nothing. That erratic and treacherous boy with a magical way paid a price that no one knew, just to integrate into the team.

Yu Wenzhou, on the other hand, grew up unexpectedly fast. He still remembers that when he first saw this boy, he was clearly almost hidden by Huang Shaotian's light.Today, he can stand out from the crowd with his tactical command in the professional circle with abnormal hand speed.

The audience cheered, booed, cheered, and cursed, and the big screen was splashed with blood, swords and swords, and Sun Zheping suddenly shed tears from his upturned head.

He misses those passionate pasts, and he envies these passionate competitions;

He admired these juniors who had been cut down by him, but now they are more dazzling than him step by step.

He was suddenly very angry when he saw others devote themselves wholeheartedly and self-sacrifice. Why did he just fade into the darkness?

He is jealous, ashamed, blames himself, hesitates, fears...

When he bowed his head again, he decided that he would try again.

This summer, it was like a dream, he wanted to go back to the past, to the world he loved.

Start from an unknown little player in the game, and sleep for another summer.