Faithful Dog Guidebook [Quick Transmigration]

"Zhou..." Zhou Yue's brain was a little confused at the moment, as if he had fallen into a whirlpool, and he couldn't figure it out.

He hadn't seen Zhou Yu for a long time, but he still recognized the boy the moment he appeared.

The boy seems to be a little different from the memory, but it seems that it should be like this.

Zhou Yue had never been looked at with such a cold expression. He was sweating profusely all over his body, but he felt as if his limbs were cold as if he was in an ice cave. On the contrary, his heart beat faster than ever before. The spurting blood seemed to have been scorched by fire, burning to the point of heartburn.

"If you have doubts about the authenticity of the video, you can ask a technician to verify it." The boy said sternly, "Additionally, this phone is not mine, I just borrowed it, and it did not violate Haichuan's school regulations. At this point, I can also bring the owner of the phone to confront you."

Zhou Yue stared at the other party in a daze, unable to utter a word for a long time, how could she see the glib tongue just now.

Zhou Yu squinted at him, walked to the side, squatted down, and said to the boy who was still lying on his side on the ground.

"Hey, are you alright?"

Someone who was concentrating on pretending to be dead slowly turned his head covered under his arms, looked at him, blinked his right eye, and gave him a strutting wink.

Zhou Yu: "..."

He reached out and pulled the boy's jersey from his waistband.

The purple bruise on Feng Kai's back was immediately exposed to everyone's eyes.

Seeing the terrifying bruises, all the referees who were still arguing there shut up.

Zhou Yu's movements were quick, and before Feng Kai could react, he lifted his clothes, and before everyone could realize what caused the scar, he covered it back.

The boy raised his head and said in a heavy tone, "Don't move the wounded casually, go and bring the stretcher over."

"Oh... oh oh!" This sentence was like a switch, and people suddenly remembered what they should do. Several Haichuan team members quickly came forward with the medical staff, and carried Feng Kai onto the stretcher with all their hands and feet. leave.

Before leaving, someone on the stretcher secretly raised his hand and grabbed the boy's hand hanging by his side.

Warm fingertips with thin calluses brushed past Zhou Yu's palm, like a kind of relief.

[I'm really fine. ]

Zhou Yu grabbed the monster's big hand with his backhand and put it back on the stretcher, and patted the back of his hand, which was more of an exhortation than a relief.

[Play dead for me obediently. ]

When leaving the arena, Feng Kai raised a thumbs up from the stretcher, and the audience burst into applause, cheering and sending him off like a hero.

……

The wounded left in a large group of medical staff, and there were a lot fewer people on the field.

Zhou Yu sent away the "seriously injured" little wolf dog, turned around and walked in front of Zhou Yue again, raised his hand without saying a word——

Snapped!

This loud slap stunned not only Zhou Yue, but everyone present.

It happened so suddenly, several Minggao players stood up after a few seconds, pointed at Zhou Yu's nose and cursed, "Hey, what the hell are you doing!"

"Don't get me wrong, my beating this person has nothing to do with this game, it's purely a personal grievance." Facing several players who were half a head taller than him, the boy just raised his eyes, turned his head and looked behind them. Lift your chin, "Look for yourselves, did the person I hit speak?"

Zhou Yue's eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't know whether it was from suffocation or anger, but he actually raised his hand and stopped several followers who wanted to fight back.

"Zhou Yu, don't go too far." His voice was full of forbearance, coupled with the red and swollen five finger marks on half of his face, it was a bit funny.

"Am I going too far?" The boy tilted his head, raised his hand, and stroked Zhou Yue's cheek with cool fingertips.

His posture was so gentle, and his tone of voice was so pity, that Zhou Yue actually had the illusion of being brothers and sisters in a trance, but at the moment when the pain on his face eased a little, the boy suddenly grabbed his cheek , The fingertips dug deeply into the flesh.

"This is just an appetizer." He leaned against his face, his cold breath was like a poisonous snake licking Zhou Yue's skin, "Your future life will only be more frustrated, more humiliating, and more painful than today. Remember Come on, this is what I brought to you."

"Because, what I hate the most is the idea of ​​someone hacking my stuff."

This time, Zhou Yu let go without waiting for anyone to dissuade him, and simply turned around and left.

……

"Zhou Yue, your phone number."

The boy replied, his eyes were still looking straight at the direction where the boy was leaving, as if half of his soul was stuck to him and followed, "Ah..."

"Zhou...Zhou Yue, your phone seems to be your mother?" The coach of Mingcheng Guogao looked at him uncertainly, and handed over the vibrating mobile phone, "Your mother seems to be in a hurry. There have been several hits."

Zhou Yue seemed to have not recovered from the trance, and answered the phone without looking at it.

"Hey?"

"A Yue, where are you now, go home immediately!" A woman's voice came from the phone.

"Mom?" Zhou Yue frowned, and finally recovered, "What's the matter, I'm playing a game."

"I don't care what you're doing, get out of here immediately! If I don't see you within 10 minutes, you won't have to go back to this house again!"

The phone was hung up, and a busy tone came from the receiver. Zhou Yue let out a long breath, put away the phone and went straight to the dressing room.

"I'll leave it to you. I have something urgent to go home."

"But... But, without you here, what should we do?" The coach caught up with him.

"I don't care what you do? You are a coach, don't you even understand this?" Zhou Yue sneered.

"The foul thing..."

"Either find someone to cover the bag or stuff the money. On Haichuan's side, find someone to ask that number 66 how much hush money he wants to settle the matter."

"But they have the video in their hands..."

"Liu Guangzhi." Zhou Yue finally stopped, "Don't you understand what I want you to do for me? How much money I give to the team every month, and how much you take into your own pocket, do you think I'm so worried? Don't count?"

The coach was stunned and lowered his head resentfully.

"Aren't you born with no sex, you can only enter but not exit?" Zhou Yue narrowed his eyes, "If you play stupid for me, this coach can also be replaced."

"I can't make it..." Hearing this, Coach Liu was really anxious, "Young Master Zhou, don't worry, I will definitely take care of the matter for you. I'm afraid it's not easy to deal with the organizer, so I'll just save a little , this is all subsidized for the family..."

"Are you fucking subsidizing an underground casino?" Zhou Yue glanced at him, and finally waved impatiently, "It's almost time to check in for you, and get out now."

"Okay, okay, Mr. Zhou, you are busy first, I will supervise them to play well." The coach said and took a few steps back, then pointed to his face with a smile, "You...do you want me to get a ice bag?"

"I'll let you go!"

"Hey, okay, okay, then I won't bother you..."

The door closed, and the room fell into silence. Zhou Yue remained silent for a moment, then quickly raised her foot and kicked the bench in the dressing room to the side.

The wooden chair hit the plastic cabinet with a loud noise, and the loose cabinet door bounced outward, revealing a mirror inside, reflecting an irritable and angry face.

Zhou Yue looked at himself in the mirror, and raised his hand to caress the place Zhou Yu touched just now. His skin was very fair, so the red mark was very obvious, and even the five fingers were connected together, turning into a big patch. Red, swollen, and stinging to the touch.

Unexpectedly, my brother looked so thin, but he was so ruthless when he beat someone.

Zhou Yue's fingertips were deeply embedded in his cheeks. This move was like what the young man did at that time, and it brought him a burning pain.

That slap seemed to slap his self-esteem fiercely, as if it had put a label of shame on his face.

Zhou Yue's breathing gradually became thicker, and the unwillingness, depression, patience, and sullenness in his eyes were mixed together, gradually forming another emotion that he himself could not understand.

boom!

He pressed his forehead to the mirror, stared at the red mark, and put his hand into the loose clothes...