rush to score

Peng Jianxiu on the other end was very busy because of Pan Rui's problem. The progress of the World Championships here is still going on. The opening ceremony ended last night, and the next day is the individual knockout round.

According to the schedule, tomorrow will be played from the top 64 to the final. That is to say, if you can successfully enter the final, it means that you will have to play six games within eight hours, which will consume a lot of energy.

And if you participate in the team competition, it means that after the end of the individual competition, you only have one day to rest, and you have to continue playing the next day.

Everything happened so suddenly, Liang Xi's first reaction when he learned that he was going to participate in the team competition was that he was more surprised than surprised.

His ankle has not recovered for a long time, and it is not suitable for strenuous exercise. It is quite risky to play an individual match, and now he has to play individually and in a team.

After hearing the news, Lu Mingchuan was even more anxious than Liang Xi, and immediately called Li Shengtao overnight, asking him if he could compete again in Liang Xi's situation.

Li Shengtao's answer was also very simple: "Ask Liang Xi if he wants to participate."

"Ask him what he's doing." Lu Mingchuan glanced back at the figure faintly reflected on the frosted glass in the bathroom, and lowered his voice, "I just want to know, from a medical point of view, whether his condition is okay."

It seems that Li Shengtao's signal is not very good, and his voice is intermittent: "I said... yes, or no, someone has to listen, right? Liang Xi is also an adult... What's more, the main thing to worry about is his old injury. Know the condition of your ankle, if it doesn't work, just let him go, well, I have a bad signal here, so I'll hang up first..."

"Hey, wait!" Lu Mingchuan's face rarely showed the panic of a boy in his teens or twenties. He shouted a few times, but the only answer was a "beep" on the phone.

In the bathroom, the tall and thin figure was still swaying. I don't know when he left the habit. Liang Xi always hummed a little tune habitually when he took a bath. He couldn't make out what it was. It's the same as coquettish calling.

This kind of humming should be unconscious when the mind is empty, because once Lu Mingchuan bumped into him halfway, the man stopped his mouth suddenly, and his face was as red as a freshly steamed shrimp.

Afterwards, Lu Mingchuan stopped interrupting him intentionally, and didn't take the initiative to mention it to Liang Xi, and he acted like he didn't hear him at all.

Sometimes he had to admit that after he was with Liang Xi, he suddenly seemed to have a lot of quirks that he had never noticed before...

In fact, Liang Xi was not very good at singing, and those intermittent hummings had no tune, but Lu Mingchuan liked to listen to them.The tune was mixed with the sound of water, as if it had been soaked, scratching Lu Mingchuan's heart was like rubbing a cat's meat pad, which was very calming.

In fact, Li Shengtao was right.

Regarding Liang Xi's ankle injury, no one should know better than himself. He has been with this old injury for four years, and he must have experienced every level of pain. He knows when he can continue and what Time must stop.

His Nian Nian is a very sober idealist, not the kind of fool who single-mindedly hits the wall. He will choose on the basis of reality, and he knows how to choose.

Generally speaking, Liang Xi should be regarded as more sober and smarter than many people of the same age.

Therefore, he should believe in Liang Xi's own choice.

Lu Mingchuan understands all these reasons, but perhaps because he has regarded himself as a "brother" since he was a child, his desire to protect Liang Xi is almost an instinct, this instinct is so strong that he is like a drug addict, even in the relationship between the two Before he became a lover, he couldn't help but want to bring Liang Xi into his controllable range.

In fact, ever since the snowy night when Liang Xi ran out to find Wei Chengyi, Lu Mingchuan had already realized that his thoughts were a little pathological, and since then, he has been trying to restrain himself.

Now, we should also believe in Liang Xi, believe that he has grown up and can be responsible for his own choices.

The door of the bathroom opened. The young man was shirtless, exposing a large expanse of fair skin. Water dripped from the tip of his hair, along his collarbone, pectoral and abdominal muscles, and slipped into the white towel tied around his waist.

Liang Xi was still surrounded by the steam from the bathroom, his cheeks were a little red from the smoke, he took two quick steps to reach the bed, explained in a low voice, he forgot to bring clothes into the bathroom, and quickly picked up the clothes on the bed Start to put on the body.

During this period, Lu Mingchuan's eyes kept falling on him, wandering around as if he had substance.

His desire is exactly the opposite of his own. No matter how flamboyant and surly he is in life and games, when facing Liang Xi, his desire is always shy. Even though the temperature in his lower abdomen has risen, Lu Mingchuan is still light. Cough, raise your legs, and hide the secret in the middle.

"The game..." He hesitated how to speak.

However, Liang Xi had already taken the lead: "It's no problem, I was able to persevere when I was a child, and of course I can do it now."

"Can it be the same?" Lu Mingchuan couldn't help frowning again.

Liang Xi seemed unwilling to see him like this, walked up to him, and poked a finger between Lu Mingchuan's eyebrows, and instantly the place where the two of them touched was as if an electric shock had passed.

Lu Mingchuan uncomfortably grabbed a coat from the side, and put it on his lap calmly.

Liang Xi's mind was full of competition, even in the bathroom just now.

But after thinking about it, he found that the reason why Peng Jianxiu didn't discuss this matter with him was because he had no other choice - according to the registration form at the time, Pan Rui was the main candidate, while Liang Xi's name was filled in. substitute.

Although I didn't quite understand why Pan Rui suddenly did such a stupid thing, it was obviously a foregone conclusion that Pan Rui would not be able to compete.

Only whose name is on the registration form can participate in the competition. According to the rules of the competition, if the main player cannot play, he will be a substitute.

If Liang Xi doesn't make it, the country C's team won't be able to make up three people. In this case, their team competition this year will be in vain.

It is impossible for Liang Xi to delay the entire team because of the "possible" relapse of his old injury.

"I know it." He grabbed Lu Mingchuan's wrist and sat next to him, and lightly scratched the back of his hand a few times with his fingertips, as if trying to comfort a big dog, "If it really doesn't work, I will I won't force myself, after all, this year is just my beginning, and I won't really do any stupid things eager for quick success."

Lu Mingchuan nodded and told Liang Xi: "It doesn't matter if you don't make it this year. If you can't hold on, I will immediately explain to my family and I will accompany you to participate again next year."

This is really capricious, as if he really thinks that the national team belongs to him, and he can come and leave whenever he wants.

Knowing that Lu Mingchuan said it to coax him, Liang Xi laughed immediately: "Okay, then we'll see you tomorrow on the field, don't show mercy."

Lu Mingchuan hooked the corner of his mouth: "You win Bono first, then we can talk about it."

Lu Mingchuan's self-confidence seems to have always been capitalized. Perhaps it is because he is really talented in fencing, or he is really good at reading people's hearts to a certain extent-he is as calm as he is when he plays games. A sea, even in the backward situation, Liang Xi never saw him in a hurry.

According to Lu Mingchuan himself, he is a typical opportunist. He does not take the route of active attack, but chooses to wait for the other party to come to his door.

"As long as you are human, you will make mistakes, and once you catch a person's mistake and take the opportunity to score, then he will be anxious." Lu Mingchuan once explained like Liang Xi, "This kind of anxiety is like snow. The ball will roll bigger and bigger, the calmer you are, the more flustered the other side will be, and the more flustered he is, the bigger his opening will be."