At night in Ningcheng, the colorful lights are dazzling.

The area around Bar Street is extremely lively.

Crowds of people passed by one after another, amidst the laughter and noise, a tall and slender figure seemed particularly abrupt.

Lin Yan's gait was unsteady, he leaned against the wall and gasped for breath, his narrow eyes were full of alcoholism.

Passers-by passed by, and occasionally some people couldn't help but look at that face a few more times, but no one went up to ask.

In this neighborhood, there are countless young people like Lin Yan who get drunk every day, and they have long been used to it.

At this moment, Lin Yan felt the heat waves coming up in his head one after another, and he was very uncomfortable. After taking a few breaths, he staggered and wanted to stand up. When he turned his head, he bumped into the person who came out of the bar next door.

Under the influence of alcohol, Lin Yan's temper seemed to be magnified several times in an instant. He suddenly raised his head and pointed at the tip of the other's nose: "I said you..."

The words stopped abruptly when they saw the other person's face.

The man was dressed in black, and the neon lights and shadows seemed to condense around him. At this moment, his brows were slightly wrinkled, which still did not destroy the visual sense of perfect proportion of facial features.

The people walking behind originally followed, but stopped unexpectedly, and looked at the two of them with great interest.

The man seemed not used to being pointed at the tip of his nose like this, and lowered his eyes slightly: "What's the matter?"

Even the voice line has a unique texture.

Lin Yan was suddenly dumbfounded by this question. Looking at the face that haunted him, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the man's sleeve: "I said you, why did you reject me?"

Lively questioning the tone of the heartless man.

man:"……"

The people behind couldn't help it, and laughed out loud: "What's going on?"

If people in the circle see it, I am afraid no one will not recognize this face.

Jing Yuanzhou, the captain of the BK team, is a phenomenon-level player who is well-known both at home and abroad in the Hot League, Titans.

An existence that only needs to show a little face in front of the camera, and it is enough to make fans scream.

If you put it in an ordinary way, it is hard to imagine that Jing Yuanzhou, who lives abstinently, will appear in a place like Bar Street, but it is really because of some unpleasant actions in the club recently, the deputy team Ku Tianlu brought him out at random. Relax, I didn't expect to meet such a drunken shrimp on the way home.

Ku Tianlu was amazed: "Captain, when did you get such a romantic debt?"

Jing Yuanzhou pursed his thin lips tightly, and didn't bother to explain, but took two steps back very quickly, trying to keep a distance from the drunk stranger in front of him.

However, Lin Yan's gaze was always on Jing Yuanzhou's body, and whenever he made a movement, he subconsciously took two steps forward.

As a result, the soles of his feet became weak, and he staggered, and rushed straight in front of him.

With a sudden impact, Jing Yuanzhou was pressed against the wall abruptly.

There was a very faint smell of alcohol in the breath, and the long and narrow phoenix eyes stared straight at Jing Yuanzhou. Lin Yan suddenly reached out and squeezed the other's chin lightly, his tone was like coaxing a cat. : "Hey, come back with me."

Before this, who would have thought that the dignified god of Jing would one day be molested by a drunk on the side of the road.

Considering his own safety, Ku Tianlu managed to cover his mouth tightly without laughing out loud.

At such a time, Jing Yuanzhou remained polite in a very gracious manner.

He lowered his eyes slightly, and silently sized up the guy who "throws himself into his arms".

I have to say that such a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes are attractive no matter how you look at them. If it weren't for this drunken look, the bright and beautiful look would be his favorite style.

Jing Yuanzhou leaned against the wall slowly, and asked out of nowhere: "Do you know me?"

Lin Yan nodded: "Of course I do."

Sure enough, he was mistaken for a lovelorn.

Thinking of this, Jing Yuanzhou suddenly felt a lack of interest for some reason, and was about to get up, only to hear Lin Yan say again and again: "Aren't you...Jing Yuanzhou!"

"Captain, he really knows you!" Ku Tianlu was shocked, and when he looked at Jing Yuanzhou, he couldn't help asking, "Are you sure, this is really not a rotten peach blossom left by you?"

"No." Although Jing Yuanzhou was also very surprised, he answered very firmly, "If I have seen it before, I will never forget it."

"That's right." Ku Tianlu glanced at Lin Yan's unforgettable attractive appearance, deeply agreeing, and at the same time couldn't help feeling, "So I can only say that I am worthy of being the captain of our BK? Just come out and go shopping To be able to meet such fanatical fans, tsk tsk."

Jing Yuanzhou didn't answer, he stood up straight and wanted to leave, but before he could take a step, his arms were hugged again.

Lin Yan hugged his arm tightly like this, stalking and muttering: "Believe me, let's talk, I will definitely make you change your mind..."

When Ku Tianlu looked at Jing Yuanzhou, he suddenly felt sympathetic: "Captain, what should we do now?"

This is not just a fanatic fan, it is clearly a boyfriend fan, brain supplement fan, fantasy fan, right? !

Jing Yuanzhou was silent for a moment, took out the car keys with his other free hand, and threw them into Ku Tianlu's hand casually: "I found him a hotel to settle in, you go back first."

Pet fans are really pets, but...

Ku Tianlu seemed a little hesitant: "This...how about I go with you?"

Jing Yuanzhou glanced at him: "Why, can I still eat him?"

Ku Tianlu: "..." No, just look at this drunk shrimp like a wolf and a tiger, what I'm afraid of is that you will be eaten by him!

But Ku Tianlu also knew that Jing Yuanzhou didn't like to talk too much with others, and finally he hesitated to say something: "Then captain...be careful."

Jing Yuanzhou didn't say much, he directly picked up Lin Yan who was hanging on his arm, and walked towards the nearest Qitian Chain Hotel.

When registering the registration information, Jing Yuanzhou casually glanced at the ID card in the other party's wallet.

Oh, his name is Lin Yan.

Probably because of the inexplicable sense of security in the arm he was holding, Lin Yan has been silent all this way, very well-behaved.

But after the opening of the room, Jing Yuanzhou threw him on the bed, and immediately leaned on him again: "Don't go, trust me, I will definitely be the one who understands you best!"

Because of those bad things in the club, Jing Yuanzhou is really not in a good mood these days.

Normally, he would never have the slightest interest in this kind of lovelorn syndrome group, but at this time, he sat down by the bed by accident, and asked with great interest: "Oh? Then tell me, how much do you understand me? ?”

Lin Yan was half-sitting on the bed at this time, with his neckline slightly open, revealing the sexy silhouette of his collarbone.

The long and narrow phoenix eyes stared straight at Jing Yuanzhou because of the drunkenness and ecstasy, the eyes were sticky and ambiguous.

He obviously didn't smell much of alcohol, so he didn't know how he could be so drunk.

At this time, he moved forward slightly, and instantly brought the two of them closer together, his lips parted slightly: "That's right, I've been paying attention to you..."

I don't know if the atmosphere is too good, but under such gaze, Jing Yuanzhou seems to have a fire burning inexplicably in his body.

Then, after hearing Lin Yan panting heavily, he finally finished the rest of the sentence: "... the match."

Jing Yuanzhou who was ready to be confessed: "?"

Lin Yan continued: "I also watched this year's WTG finals. BK's internal coaching staff had problems with lineup configuration. That's why such a big incident happened in the last game. Coordination error."

Following Jing Yuanzhou's silence, the surroundings instantly became quiet.

During Lin Yan's speech, he lowered his head slightly, and his unfocused eyes fell on the white bedding, but the content of his words seemed to have been deduced countless times before, even though his whole mind was nearly as close to Obtuse, still methodical and logical.

As small as the specific details of which match, as large as the decision-making mistakes of the overall BP (banned selection) when selecting a lineup, every item and every case is unsurprisingly focused on the key points.

The expression on Jing Yuanzhou's face was a little unpredictable for a while.

This year, the BK team narrowly lost in the WTG finals. How many people feel regretful, and how many people question his captain's performance on the field?However, including the coaching staff of those top powerful teams, there are no more than three in the entire league who can see the real problem.

Jing Yuanzhou has never been a person who likes to argue with others, and he doesn't take the comments on the Internet to heart. But tonight, a person suddenly appeared in front of him and told him in such a clear way that defeat is not his problem. .

During the half-hour monologue, only Lin Yan's voice echoed in the room.

In this way, without missing a word, he completed all the deduction of the final game.

It was like a review without video playback, which even included many fatal problems that even their BK coaching staff hadn't discovered.

Horribly acute.

After Lin Yan finished speaking, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head in a daze, stared straight at the silent Jing Yuanzhou, and smiled: "Look, do I know you very well?"

Jing Yuanzhou met such a gaze and didn't speak, waiting for him to continue.

Lin Yan bent the corner of his mouth, and suddenly moved a little closer, and blew softly almost close at hand: "For the sake of knowing you so well, can you consider..."

The elongated tone was full of ambiguous atmosphere.

It seemed that Lin Yan's body trembled slightly because his emotions were already in place, and then he suddenly grabbed Jing Yuanzhou's sleeve tightly, and continued to confide in his heart: "You can consider... vomit with me!"

Jing Yuanzhou: "!"

At this moment, the room, which was originally ambiguous, seemed to be stained with an increasingly unique flavor.

In the early morning of the next day, Lin Yan sat on the big soft bed with an indifferent face.

The aftermath of the hangover inevitably made his whole head ache.

In fact, he also knew that "he" had a poor capacity for drinking, but he never thought that it would be so bad.

Recalling last night's scene, he even felt a little outrageous.

How much did he drink when he was so drunk?Is there... half a cup?

Lin Yan wanted to recall what happened last night, but no matter how he pieced together the fragmented images in his mind, they were completely broken when he stepped out of the bar door.

It's not bad to have a dream in a drowsy state.

In the dream, he actually caught Jing Yuanzhou on the side of the road.

Xiaozhi moved with emotion and reason, so that he finally successfully signed the transfer contract of this god-level player after three ruthless rejections.

Wonderful!

It's a pity, it's just a dream.

The feeling of weakness all over the body was really uncomfortable. Lin Yan rubbed her hair and was about to get out of bed, but she froze there completely as soon as she lifted the quilt.

Only then did he realize that his naked upper body was exposed.

If it weren't for the pants, they were still neatly worn on the body, as if they had experienced a spring breeze.

Lin Yan: "..."

and many more.

Not a dream!

Yesterday, it seemed that he really caught a man on the side of the road? !

Lin Yan's gaze slowly moved away, and finally landed on the bedside table.

The white note is particularly eye-catching against the dark brown furniture, and you can see the three words written in strong strokes at a glance: service fee.

A coin was stamped squarely on the note, with a denomination of 1 cents.

Full of irony.

Lin Yan pressed his knuckles hard with his hand, and there was a "click".

Although I don't remember the man's appearance at all, it's best not to catch him in the future!

Otherwise, make sure to press the person on the bed so that he won't even be able to cry!

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