Kasuga Covenant

???? "Hey, hey, the champion doesn't belong to the two of you, so you can't go home and kiss again!" Lin Yang's joking voice came from beside him.

???? Zhuo Yiran raised his head and found that all the team members had gathered around him. Then he belatedly felt a little embarrassed, and quickly jumped off Lu Chen.

???? "Isn't this happy!" Zhong Han opened his arms and embraced the shoulders of the two of them, "We are the champions!"

???? Lin Yang and Xiang Jia also rushed forward with smiles, followed by the substitute players and all the staff of the team. They held fireworks tubes in their hands, and the air was instantly filled with colorful ribbons and sequins.

???? "Why don't you have any sense of ritual at all," Lin Yang yelled again, "At this time, you should throw the captain into the sky!"

???? Everyone looked at Lu Chen, their eyes were a little ready to move, but no one had the courage to do it.

???? Lu Chen looked at Zhuo Yiran: "He can replace me."

???? "Why are you..." Zhuo Yiran retorted subconsciously, before he could finish speaking, his legs were lifted up, "Damn it! Take it easy!"

???? "After all, sister-in-law is the one who scored the most points in the audience," Xiang Jia said with a smile, "It's the same for throwing you."

???? "Since my sister-in-law joined, our whole team has been on the hook," Zhong Han said, "so you are the mascot of our team."

???? "He is prosperous!" Lin Yang's voice came from behind, but Zhuo Yiran had no time to scold him, because he had already been thrown into the air vigorously.

There were overwhelming cheers and screams beside his ears, colorful ribbons and sequins wrapped around his body, and the lights on the top of the stadium blurred layer by layer under his eyes, turning into hazy circles of light. For a moment, Yiran felt as if he was about to fly.

???? came several times in a row, and finally let him go when everyone had had enough trouble. When he landed, Zhuo Yiran's feet didn't seem to be his own, and Lu Chen gently supported his waist from behind.

???? "For the burden of your idol," Zhuo Yiran looked at him with lingering fear, "you sacrificed me mercilessly like this."

????Lu Chen didn't speak, just hooked the corners of his lips, raised his hand, and took a slender ribbon from his hair.

????Zhuo Yiran was stunned for a moment, and just about to speak again, there was another heart-piercing scream from the auditorium.

???? He just remembered to pay attention to the uninterrupted calls off the field, and noticed his gaze towards the auditorium. The support group area of ​​the School of Economics and Management immediately propped up a huge and gorgeous support card, printed on it The photo of Zhuo Yiran kissing Lu Chen in the group match had the words "Lu Zhuo is a natural couple" next to it.

???? This support sign is so big that a whole row of people need to hold it at the same time, and it happens to be in the center of the gymnasium. When you lift it up, let alone people coming and going, even the school officials sitting in the VIP seats opposite Leaders can see clearly.

????Thinking of this, even Zhuo Yiran, who has always been high-profile, can't help but feel a little hot.

???? He involuntarily turned his head to look at Lu Chen. Lu Chen obviously also saw the sign and was looking sideways at him.

???? Immediately, many people in the auditorium raised their mobile phones, presumably wanting to record the moment of this beautiful gaze.

???? Not far away, a girl with a reporter station badge hanging around her neck waved at them: "Champion, let's take a photo together!"

???? Zhuo Yiran looked at her camera with kindness, and reached out to make a "V" on top of Lu Chen's head.

???? "Change your posture again," said the reporter, "be more lively!"

????Zhuo Yiran thought that this wasn't lively enough. He wasn't very good at taking pictures, and couldn't think of a better pose for a while. He turned his head to look at Lu Chen, and the memory of the support card just now flashed in his mind. In the photo, he leaned forward in a strange way, and kissed Lu Chen's face.

???? The screams from the auditorium were overwhelming for a moment, and accompanied by a burst of crazy camera clicks, Lu Chen asked helplessly in a low voice: "Are you still addicted?"

???? "Yeah, that is, they are still on the court. If there is no one here," Zhuo Yiran winked at him and leaned closer to his ear, "I can kiss you to death."

???? Lu Chen glanced at him: "You'd better do what you say."

????Zhuo Yiran smiled again with his eyes bent, he was actually just a talker, he was in high spirits, he only cared about the moment, and he didn't care about the future.

???? The cheerleaders on the field wore white sports skirts and performed cheerful cheerleading exercises. Many people off the field also wore white jerseys of the same style as them, waving their cheering sticks.

????Zhuo Yiran glanced around inadvertently, and suddenly found something, his eyes widened: "Hey, why do they wear size 69?"

????Seeing Lu Chen turned to look at him, he added: "Put our numbers together, I know that, but why not 96? Normally, it should be..."

???? "Cough, what?" Zhuo Yiran slightly turned his eyes away in embarrassment, "You shouldn't be in front."

???? Lu Chen still looked at him, raised his eyebrows lightly, and the look in his eyes seemed a little bit playful, but also a bit secretive and complicated.

???? Such eyes made Zhuo Yiran almost sure that there must be another meaning behind this number, and Lu Chen knew very well what it represented.

???? Seeing the other party's mysterious appearance, Zhuo Yiran became more and more curious, and was about to question him, when the staff of the basketball game came over and called them, the awards ceremony was about to begin.

????The two followed the staff back to the waiting area, and the venue quickly quieted down. The leader walked to the center of the rostrum to give a speech, followed by the chief referee reading out the results of the game.

???? "...the team that won the championship of this year's Freshman Cup is——School of Economics and Management!"

????The venue was surrounded by the unique marching song of the awards ceremony. A whole team of players followed Lu Chen and walked to the center of the venue. The audience burst into endless applause again.

????Zhuo Yiran was wearing a medal around his neck, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, and realized that this was the first award he had won in basketball since he went to college, and he felt a little dazed for a moment .

???? Thinking that I actually changed my personality during the competition, I wanted to laugh for a while, and then a faint pride rose from the bottom of my heart, because of his two different identities.

???? The situation from joining the basketball team to today is surging in my mind. Everything is with Lu Chen from the beginning to the end.

???? He involuntarily turned his head to look at the people around him, and saw Lu Chen holding a golden trophy in his hand. Before Zhuo Yiran could speak, the referee's passionate voice came from the stereo in the audience ——

???? "The Most Valuable Player of this year's Freshman Cup is—the No. 9 player of the School of Economics and Management, Lu Chen!"

????Slightly different from the thunderous applause just now, this time, what stood out more was the deafening screams from the audience off the court.

???? Lu Chen took a small step forward, his expression calm and humble.

???? If you just look at his appearance, no one would be able to imagine that such a handsome boy with a face like a crown jade is the unyielding king in the arena. With his unparalleled leadership, he leads the whole team to be invincible.

???? Zhuo Yiran looked at him with admiration and joy from the bottom of his heart.

???? Thinking that this person is now my own, I have added a point of pride that is unique in the world.

???? The award presenters put on the MVP medal for Lu Chen. The screams in the audience had turned into shouts, and the audience was repeating his name in unison.

???? "The popularity of MVP is very hot," Zhuo Yiran raised his eyes to look at Lu Chen, teasing deliberately sourly, "There are so many fans."

???? "The MVP is yours." Lu Chen whispered in his ear.

???? "Huh?" Zhuo Yiran didn't understand what he meant for a moment.

???? "MVP," Lu Chen pointed at himself, looking at Zhuo Yiran, "Your."

????Zhuo Yiran choked on him, couldn't hold back, and laughed "puchi".

???? When he got off from the awards seat, Lu Chen held his wrist again, which happened to be where the bracelet was.

????The eyes of thousands of people in the field were focused on them. This action was not low-profile, and the screams were about to boil for a while, which made Zhuo Yiran couldn't help laughing again, and couldn't help but look sideways at Lu Chen.

???? But he seemed to be turning a deaf ear, and said solemnly: "Compared to the MVP, I am more proud of being the scoring leader in the audience."

???? "That's because the captain gave him many opportunities." Zhuo Yiran smiled very self-aware.

???? "Not everyone has the ability to seize opportunities," Lu Chen said, "Without you, there would be no champion."

???? "The whole team can't win the championship without anyone, especially you, the captain," Zhuo Yiran couldn't help laughing, "I found out that after the susceptible period passed, why did you look like a different person?"

???? "Don't you think I always hit you?" Lu Chen looked down at him.

???? "I'm used to being hit," Zhuo Yiran slightly raised his brows, "You're like this, I feel like you're flattering me."

???? "...doesn't know what's good and what's wrong." Lu Chen finally showed a helpless look between his brows.

???? "Hey," Zhuo Yiran smiled heartlessly, "It's comfortable."