[Competition] Strive for the top

"?" You Le paused slightly as he fiddled with his wet hair, and nodded in bewilderment.

Yuan Zheng stared at You Le's dazed face for a few seconds, but he didn't see any guilt or panic. It was this kind of calmness that made the big stone in his heart a little lighter, and his complexion improved a little.Yuan Zheng withdrew his gaze, sighed at last, pulled the quilt and closed his eyes, but his narrowed eyes stared at the ultra-thin blue notebook, wishing he could bite into pieces and tear apart all the parts inside... ...Wen Hao, what the hell do you mean! ?

That night Yuan Zheng fell asleep very late, and You Le slept until he grinded his teeth and snored. He still stared at the ceiling with his eyes wide open.

The contents of that film didn't have much influence on Yuan Zheng, at least he knew what homosexuality was, and even what to do about it. In the age of information explosion, it was impossible for him to pretend to be stupid.

But there is a problem with the meaning behind this. What is Wen Hao who downloaded these films?Should be gay?Should I avoid changing clothes in the future?Do you want to move yourself and You Le?Is this the reason for the inexplicable rejection of Wen Hao all the time?No wonder he is upset that he is sticking to the game!

He does not discriminate against homosexuality, but he still feels uncomfortable and cannot get along with him calmly. If possible, he should avoid it without hurting others.

For Yuan Zheng, the above-mentioned problems are still solvable. The point of disturbing his sleep is the series of question marks that flashed in a flash of inspiration-has You Le seen these things?Will children go astray because of curiosity and freshness?What should I do if I find a man to play with?Prevent?tolerate?

So, the question came to an abrupt end here, and once the picture of pleasure and sex in my mind changed from a girl to a man, or even Wen Hao, a burst of anger burst out, and my chest seemed to be torn by something. He pulled it, causing his blood to flow, and the pain pierced his heart.

The sudden and unfamiliar emotion stunned him for a long time, until he saw the face next to the pillow that was close at hand. Under the dim light, you could clearly see the contours of You Yue's facial features. The upper lip was thin, but the lower lip was plump and thick. It made him want to take a bite, grind it with the tip of his teeth, and then stab into the meat bit by bit, to taste the warm, fishy and sweet liquid...

……

It was a tough night, but fortunately his biological clock was even more stubborn and dragged him into sleep before the clock struck midnight.

The next morning, when the alarm clock rang, Yuan Zheng woke up on time as usual. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw the boy who was close at hand. His fan-like eyelashes were trembling, and his pouting lips revealed the joy of waking up from a good dream. Yue, then opened his eyes, from dazed to focused, his light-colored pupils were extraordinarily dazzling, and the next second, he smiled foolishly at him with the corner of his mouth.

Yuan Zheng silently let go of the hands and legs wrapped around You Yue's waist, got up and went to the bathroom, this time, he locked the door.

When the door lock fell, he looked at the place under his body and between his legs that was congested and hard, his eyebrows frowned a little, and he took a step forward, but his feet went limp, he groaned, and almost fell to the ground.

He supported the sink, stood up straight slowly and evenly, stared at the reflection in the bathroom mirror in a daze...then reached out and grabbed under his body, squeezed it hard, turned and turned on the faucet, drenched from head to toe wet.

The process of "removing swelling" is much longer and unbearable than in the past...

"Dong dong!"

"Brother Xiaozheng!? Are you driving a big one?"

"Bather? I want to go to the toilet, you open the door!"

"I can't hold it anymore! Where's your room card? I'll go to your room!"

……

You Le crossed his legs, ran into the house and looked for Yuan Zheng's room card, then picked up his pants, the bathroom door opened, Yuan Zheng exposed his upper body with dripping water, and looked at him fixedly: "Give me the pants, room Stuck in the ass bag."

"Eh?"

"Crack." The door closed again.

When You Le handed the pants in, he wondered, isn't this complicated?Now that the doors are open, won't it be solved by going in by yourself?

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Yuan Zheng is a very stable person. No matter how turbulent his heart is, he can't see anything from the outside. Such a person can control his emotions well, which means that he has strong self-control.

What happened last night dealt a moderate blow to Yuan Zheng, but when he came out of the shower, the disorder of his thoughts seemed to reduce his sense of existence along with softening somewhere.

Except for a slightly perfunctory treatment of the amusement around me, everything is normal!

This morning, Youle had a 100-meter freestyle competition. Yuan Zheng had a 50-butterfly and a 100-butterfly race. Although the competition time did not overlap, the time period from preparation to competition was a little nervous due to the rhythm of the competition, so the two of them did not meet again They are sticking together crookedly, but they are busy adjusting their mentality.

When Yuan Zheng swam 50 discs, You Le was going to sign in at the check-in counter. He didn't see the competition. He only knew that he swam No.23.12 with a score of 3 in the preliminaries and swam out of his true level.

When this result came out, You Le was warming up in the locker room, moving his joints and limbs meticulously, striving to be the best and most perfect.

Although there is no task or pressure this time, You Le still hopes to swim well, take every competition seriously, keep improving himself, and finally stand on the highest position.

If you can't get pressure from other places, set yourself a requirement - enter the final!

This requirement is really high!

Earlier, when You Le and head coach Zhou Ming talked about their goals, Zhou Ming immediately made Zhou Ming laugh. He patted You Xiaole on the shoulder and said, "Isn't your vision and requirements still high? This is a good thing, but we also have to be realistic, right? We can swim to the bottom On the tenth, I have to open champagne for you!"

You Le pursed his lips, and knew that the head coach was telling the truth, he is not even qualified for this level of competition...but he just wanted to try, what if he got a good result in swimming?

But it turns out that ginger is still old and hot, and swimming is a sport that has too strict requirements on physical fitness.If you are not mature, you will not be able to achieve results! A gap of 0.01 seconds may miss the championship, not to mention that You Le is 1 seconds slower than No.3, which is nearly two positions. At a glance, he is the slowest in the group, and after the statistics, he won the bottom. No.6...

As a result, You Le's trip to Japan's winter short course competition ended anticlimactically.

You Le swam to the last place in the preliminaries group. He must have felt uncomfortable and felt very ashamed. He thought wildly all the way, and when he reached the audience stand, his eyes were red, and it was the first time that he looked dejected.

When Assistant Professor Wang saw the child like this, he knew that his work was coming, so he dragged You Le aside to chat, and explained it little by little.

The check-in time for the 100-meter dish was approaching. Yuan Zheng got up with his bag in his hands. He kept staring at the people who passed by Youyue for a few meters. ?”

"Yes!" You Le got up without waiting for Assistant Professor Wang to respond.

Yuan Zheng nodded to Assistant Professor Wang, put on You You's shoulder, and led him away.

Yuan Zheng heard a few words from Assistant Teacher Wang, and he disagreed. He couldn't use You Le's young age as an explanation, nor could he use it as an international competition. If you didn't play well, you didn't play well. Don't look for reasons, just remember The second is to swim better.

On this point, Yuan Zheng knew that he and Youyue had the same ideas. Although Youyue was two years younger than him, he did not lack competition experience. Adjusting the state was too simple for Youyue, and the post-match review also had its own limitations. Way, this is an excellent habit taught by the coach, and why so many of his coaches are not selected?The reason why you have to choose a tour guide.

A young coach, a young way of thinking, and advanced training methods, this kind of coach who starts from the psychological quality to shape the players is the coach he wants.

Of course, getting to know Lele after being under the coach is an extra gift.

Thinking of this, Yuan Zheng's hand on You Le's shoulder stiffened for a moment, and the pads of his fingers consciously scraped across the shoulder blades. The clear touch felt like his heart was being grasped, and he was shocked.

The things that were left behind by him just surfaced so easily...

in the bathroom.

Below the shower head.

Warm water flows from head to toe.

Pain that doesn't go away, hot, hard.

When the door of the bathroom was knocked and the boy's clear voice entered his eardrums, a certain image that made his heart skip a beat flashed through his head, the naked body and the light moan.Moaning, misty eyes, and that "Brother Xiaozheng" who keeps murmuring.

"Oh!" Yuan Zheng sighed.

"Huh?" You Le looked up, worried, "Why are you sighing?"

"No, I'm thinking about something." Yuan Zheng can be regarded as answering every question about You Le.

"what's up?"

Yuan Zheng didn't speak, but just withdrew the hand on the shoulder, walked into the bathroom, and a handsome blond guy came out, Yuan Zheng recognized him at the first sight.

The handsome blond guy didn't seem to have thought that we would meet each other on a narrow road, but fortunately he didn't do anything before, he just smiled generously, glanced at You Le, swung his backpack, and walked away.

You Le stared at the opponent's back and murmured: "Abel, I swam first in the preliminaries of the 100-meter backstroke. I heard that he is also a newcomer, but he is still very famous in France. He took first place in all the domestic competitions he participated in last year." People in China say that he is the successor of Alain Delon, and you say that a swimmer is compared with a movie star, isn't it strange?"

Here, Yuan Zheng's face darkened, extremely displeased, obviously being compared in Yu Yue's heart from looks to grades, a strong sense of competition emerged just like that.

After entering the locker room, Yuan Zheng put his head against the corner as a prayer gesture as soon as he changed his clothes. He tried his best to adjust his pre-match state. This went on and on until he entered the arena, during which he didn't say a word to You Le.

You Le was waiting for Yuan Zheng at the door of the locker room with his backpack in his hand. The indoor structure of this kind of international swimming pool is very complicated and large.

In less than 2 minutes, the match ended and Yuan Zheng came back with water beads all over his body.

You Le hurriedly handed over the bag, but bumped into those murderous eyes head-on, the fierce and sharp gaze seemed to be real, and it was like a blade being scraped on his body, with a dull pain, this is Yuan Zheng's comparison. Sai had no time to restrain his "fighting" intent, just like the body whose muscles were clearly showing because of the tightness, the heat wave mixed with water vapor hit You Le head and face, the masculine breath made You Le light-headed, shoulders slightly shake.

"How about it?"

You Le forced himself to concentrate, and asked in a hoarse voice.