Needle tip pressing wheat mango

This kind of scene is quite useful to me.

Then another voice sounded: "Ling Xiao is here too!"

My heart clicked, and I almost blurted out to ask, "Where is where?" But I realized that everyone's eyes didn't turn away from my direction. To be precise, after those eyes fell on me, they followed the trend Double jump, thrown behind me.

I was blessed to the heart, suppressed the surge in my heart, turned around——

Ling Xiao, who was wearing a black V-neck sweater, came from the corridor behind me with his luggage.

I am already very familiar with him, but this moment is very strange.After some visual inspection, I found that Ling Xiao is taller than me, but he doesn't seem to be as strong as me. As an athlete, he belongs to the thinner type.I have seen him in many games in the past, but I am not familiar with the way he wears private clothes in private. Now that I see a real person, I feel that he is as moving as the wind and lightning, and as quiet as Yushu Zhilan. He is so beautiful. He seems to be born to learn Fencing materials, both ornamental and offensive.

Where is jade in the rough, it is diamonds at all!I grabbed the luggage bag with both hands and thought happily.

The gate is so wide, and if I see him, he must also see me.

When I felt that I was about to lose control, Ling Xiao turned his head and glanced at me as if he had a heart, but this glance did not bring me the slightest joy. He seemed to be looking at a house number in capital letters, with a face of " You didn't go wrong" walked straight past me with a paralyzed expression on his face.

...Wait, isn't that the right reaction?Do I look like a landmark?

Are you saying you never stole from me?Don't even know who I am?

Hehe, who would believe it?

Who would believe it, bastard!

When I first joined the national team, my heart almost collapsed, because Ling Xiao really didn't seem to know me at all.

Once I was eating in the cafeteria, I happened to be sitting at the table next to him, Gao Dapang and Lao Qi were beside me concentrating on discussing anti-sprint techniques, I took the opportunity to guide Gao Dapang, and it was an on-site instructor.In order to gain the sense of presence, I also go all out!The two of us clashed with chopsticks, "Ping Ping Pong Pong" was so lively, the buddies in the cafeteria turned their heads to watch, but Ling Xiao kept his head down and ate at a constant speed. Thinking that I tried my best, the slippery chopsticks flew out of my hands——

Lao Qi was already scolding me there: "Qiao Mai!" But it didn't bother me, I leaned back and stretched out my arms to grab the chopsticks swirling in the air.

Unexpectedly, he was one step ahead.

The chopsticks stopped between Ling Xiao's index finger and middle finger, and the owner of the finger looked past me and asked behind me, "Whose is it?"

I!It's Mine!Didn't you see my hand stretched so high? !

Gao Dapang hurried forward to claim the chopsticks, Ling Xiao handed them to him, got up and left.

Unconvinced, I turned around and asked Lao Qi, "Why didn't he give me the chopsticks?"

Lao Qi lowered his head and picked up the coriander: "You have one chopstick in your left hand and one chopstick in your right hand. How many chopsticks do you use to eat..."

Even if this is the case, you can't completely ignore me, I can also be an intermediary for handing chopsticks!

I watched Ling Xiao's back disappear into the hot sunlight outside the gate, very dissatisfied.

To be honest, I just want to know if this person recognizes me, why is it so difficult?

After that, I washed the bowls next to Ling Xiao, drained the water, changed clothes, and ran. Gradually, I became more and more depressed. I even wondered if Ling Xiao lived in a parallel world called "this world has no Qiao Mai"!It's all like this, and I'm still being soured by the old seven:

"Qiao Mai, are you sick? If you want to ask something, just ask someone else and you'll be done. Search for face blindness on the Internet? Oh, why don't people not know you? People in the world who don't know you are so blind syndrome? Who do you think you are?"

I leaned my chin against the screen and sighed, "I'm Qiao Mai."

I am Qiao Mai!A rising star of western swords, the whole world doesn't know me and I don't blame them, but you say you are a western swordsman, how can you not know me?If you haven't watched my game, can you still not see the report of my game?By the way, I still have Weibo, which has tens of thousands of followers.

I clicked on Weibo, and was relieved to see that the number of fans had increased a lot. Lao Qi couldn't stand it and covered my forehead with a towel.

In fact, what Lao Qi said is quite reasonable, I really should hold flowers, knock on the door of Ling Xiao’s dormitory with sincerity, and then ask him: “Hello, do you know who I am?” But I can’t ask, after so many years I never thought that Ling Xiao would not recognize me.If this dead iceberg said to me "Who are you" after opening the door, I would suffer more than [-] points of damage...

I didn't die, and later I arranged for Lao Qi and Gao Dapang to wash dishes, put water, change clothes, and run beside Ling Xiao, and found that he didn't seem to know Lao Qi and them at all. It is the advanced stage of face blindness, or he is really a master of the world, a swordsman from Tianshan Mountain.Of course, I am more inclined to the latter, because it is quite in line with his otherworldly personality.

Okay, let's let you go for now, we're all in the same team anyway, sooner or later I'll make you slap my doge face madly in front of you with your eyes closed.

Although Ling Xiao doesn't take me seriously, it doesn't prevent other people in the team from forcing us to chat together. Every so often, I can hear someone betting Ling Xiao and me on whether we are stronger or weaker. I was also quite curious, and often lay on the balcony of the dormitory, in the bathroom cubicle, behind the locker in the locker room, and listened with relish to listening to these buddies analyzing us from various aspects such as skills and tactics.Ling Xiao and I fought fiercely for [-] or [-] rounds in their verbal battle, and the odds of winning were generally [-]-[-]. I am quite satisfied with this.

In a blink of an eye, the Olympic Games has entered the countdown. It is said that it is a countdown, but it is almost next year. For the rookies selected for the national team, the names of Ling Xiao and me must be placed in prominent positions.

Then for some reason, there was an entry of "National Men's Fencing Team" on Weibo, but in fact, most of the hot searches on this thing were because of Ling Xiao's face, and the hot replies below Weibo were all bursting The usual "fucking good looks", "fencing with this good looks is a serious waste of resources" blahblahblah... and since Ling Xiao doesn't have Weibo, I didn't see that this matter had any effect on him, but I, For no reason, I have gained a lot of fans of unknown origin, and I am not calm in my heart. What makes me even more uneasy is that many people directly or indirectly mentioned Ling Xiao on my Weibo. Blatantly ignoring the past, it would be strange to ignore it if there are too many people asking!I have pictures with Lao Qi, Gao Dapang, and some other teammates on Weibo, but I don’t have any with Ling Xiao. No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t quite fit my selfie maniac + photo maniac persona, it’s too unbearable deliberate!And I found out that someone has already searched for keywords on my Weibo, and looked for Ling Xiao in my photo album. If I don't post a photo with Ling Xiao quickly, I can predict what they will say.

The old seven shaves and groans at me: "The gay guy just thinks too much."

No way, I also want to be a straight man whose brain circuits are as straight as his rectum, but unfortunately I am curvy.

"You're more than crooked." Lao Qi said, "You're a maze!"

Well, this is also equivalent to saying that I have a delicate mind and a soft heart.

I didn't want to take a photo with Ling Xiao alone, it was clearly a fantasy, so I just wanted to take a group photo with him, Lao Qi, and Gao Dapang, at least to prove that our team relationship is still very harmonious, even though Ling Xiao and I are rivals , but more friends. (I don't believe it myself...)

Ling Xiao is used to being a loner, so I have to throw this olive branch away.

Just do it, and then I mustered up the courage to throw it for the first time.

After the routine training in the afternoon every afternoon, two people will stay to clean the training room. Today it is Ling Xiao and Zhang Ting's turn.I've already figured it out, I'll find an excuse to change shifts with Zhang Ting at that time, rubbing sparks of friendship with Ling Xiao while sweeping away the dust with sweat, and then take the opportunity to take a picture!

After I came out of the locker room, I grabbed Zhang Ting and told him that I might not be able to clean the training room next Wednesday. I asked him if he could switch shifts with me. Today I will clean it for him, and next week he will clean it for me if I have something to do. .

Although I don't have much contact with Zhang Ting, the overall impression is that he is very soft and easy to speak. I feel that there is still great hope, unless he has something to do next Wednesday, how can it be such a coincidence?

Zhang Ting didn't answer me right away, he seemed to be thinking about something, I encouraged him: "It's okay, I may not have anything to do next Wednesday, just in case something happens, if there is nothing to do, then I will sweep it myself next week, and you will be How about a day off for nothing?"

Zhang Ting frowned faintly, as if he was still hesitating.Please, who would not agree to such a good thing?I patted him on the shoulder and injected a strong dose of medicine: "You do me this favor, brother will treat you to dinner some other day!"

Please eat, if you don't agree to this, I will suspect that he has a crush on Ling Xiao!

"It's not impossible..." Zhang Ting said with a look of embarrassment, "It's just..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped and raised his head to look behind me. I turned around and saw Ling Xiao coming out of the dressing room after changing his clothes. He changed into a black sports jacket, and the cuffs were rolled up halfway, which seemed to be preparations. Went to clean up the gym.

Seeing Zhang Ting and I stalemate in the corridor, Ling Xiao rarely glanced at us: "What's wrong?"

He has a naturally cold voice, and this tone made me hear a bit of blame for no reason.It was only then that I realized that I had knocked Zhang Ting on the wall unconsciously, so I quickly put that