cry one let me see

In fact, regarding the point of exchanging contact information, Song Mingyi originally didn't want to come so directly.

In his idea, he should wait for Ruan Jun to take the initiative to ask for his contact information, and then he can find a way to make Ruan Jun cry—even if he knows how doggy this behavior is, it can't change that he is looking at Ruan Jun. Both cry unique flavors at this point.

On the way Song Mingyi drove home, the BMG team group had been flooded with various news. He took a look at the news in the group while waiting for the red light, and found that the BMG players were discussing the T-lion and HG just now. that game.

In addition to counting all kinds of evidence that T-lion sold his teammates, there is also a discussion about Ruan Jun.More than half a month ago, they still believed that Ruan Jun was not a good opponent, but after half a month, anyone who is not blind can understand that Ruan Jun was dealt with by his own team.

Some said that he will definitely leave the team now, and some discussed that T-lion's manager is not an individual. It is said that Ruan Jun's cell phone was also confiscated before, which is why Ruan Jun hasn't been on Weibo for so long.

Song Mingyi turned here, frowned, and pressed a few times on the phone keyboard: "Confiscated his phone? Where did you hear about it?"

Two of the team members chatting in the group were sitting together eating biscuits for supper, and they glanced at each other when they saw this.

Everyone saw Song Mingyi's defense of Ruan Jun tonight. They said before that Mr. Song wanted to poach Ruan Jun.

But right now, this kind of concern seems a bit wrong...

The two straight male teammates touched their heads, and typed honestly: "I know someone on their team, he told me." He didn't say who it was.

If a professional team implements militarized management for the sake of performance, and all players hand in their mobile phones-this situation is not uncommon.

That's how Song Mingyi got here in the years when he achieved great results.

But there has never been a case where a single player's mobile phone was confiscated.This is clearly bullying.

Rao even Song Mingyi had an understanding of the inexplicable level of this team, but he didn't expect that their offline could be even lower.

If there is one, there are two. If Ruan Jun's mobile phone was confiscated before, who knows what he will do to Ruan Jun today?

Song Mingyi stared at the line for a while, then casually responded with an emoji, then turned on the navigation on his phone, and directly changed the destination from his home to T-lion's base.

Although Ruan Jun's crying suits his taste, if he doesn't make him cry himself, even if it suits his taste, it will make him unhappy.

When there were still ten minutes away from the T-lion base, Song Mingyi found the screenshot sent to him by the head of the referee team, and dialed Ruan Jun's phone number.

It was only when the first "beep" sounded that Song Mingyi realized that if Ruan Jun's cell phone was confiscated, then the call...wouldn't be possible?

He pressed his eyebrows and waited for a while, finally, after more than a dozen beeps, he waited there to answer the call.

"Hello." Ruan Jun's voice came from over there. It was cold and low, and the surrounding environment was very quiet. He was probably in his own room.

Song Mingyi's hand holding the steering wheel relaxed a little.

"Just went back?" Song Mingyi asked.

Ruan Jun was stunned for a moment, and asked tentatively, "...Senior?"

Song Mingyi hooked the corners of his lips, with a little joy in his eyes: "Yes."

Ruan Jun's voice immediately came alive, no longer the indifference just now: "Why did senior call me?"

Song Mingyi glanced at the "five kilometers, estimated to arrive in 10 minutes" displayed on the phone, and said without changing his face: "The navigation guide is wrong, and I took you to your base. You are here, come down and chat?"

Driving back to Song Mingyi's home and T-lion's base from the competition venue are two completely opposite directions, each taking half an hour.How careless must it be to realize that this road is not the way home?

It's a pity that the excited Ruan Jun didn't notice such an obvious lie.His flexible and sober mind on the field, when facing his idol, he can't find a second state other than "happy". His rationality and sobriety have long since been thrown into the sky.

"You're already downstairs?" Ruan Jun asked in surprise, he stood up, with the phone tucked between his shoulders and head, he quickly put on his pants and put on his coat, "Senior, dinner is ready." Shall I invite you to eat supper?"

This way you can spend more time with him.

Listening to the rustling voice, Song Mingyi immediately pictured Ruan Jun preparing to go out in a hurry: "Okay."

Ruan Jun hurried downstairs and met two teammates on the way.Ruan Jun glanced at them, originally wanted to say hello, but when he realized that the other party had treated him as a transparent person, he also looked away, passed them by without squinting, and went directly to the bottom of the stairs.

"I'm going down the stairs, I'll be downstairs soon." Ruan Jun wished he could do two steps in three steps.

When he thought of Song Mingyi waiting for him downstairs, he was as happy as a baby bird returning to its nest, and his whole body was light and light.

In the earphones was the sound of Ruan Jun's footsteps in the empty stairwell, and the scene unfolded in front of Song Mingyi's eyes strangely. He seemed to be in the scene and saw Ruan Jun running towards him.

"Well, go slowly, don't worry, I still have a few minutes."

When there were no cars around, he stepped on the accelerator twice, which was four or five minutes earlier than the navigation estimated time.

When he got out of the car, what he saw was Ruan Jun standing at the gate of the base, wearing a scarf and waiting for him with his hands in his pockets.

The hot air from his mouth and nose steamed and rose under the street lamp, leaving only a pair of bright eyes on Ruan Jun's entire face.

Even in the cold winter, this scene can make the witnesses feel warm.

Song Mingyi drove the car in front of him: "Get in the car."

Ruan Jun's eyes lit up, he opened the car door and sat in the co-pilot.

They went to a barbecue restaurant not far from here.

In the cold winter, it is best to eat barbecue around the fire.

After the waiter brought the menu, Ruan Jun pushed it in front of Song Mingyi, "Senior, order."

He has never taken the family's living expenses since he was an adult, and lives very frugally, and doesn't often go out to eat out.

Song Mingyi asked him, "Are you hungry?"

Ruan Jun didn't understand why he asked such a question, but he shook his head honestly: "Not too hungry."

Song Mingyi pinched the menu: "Then why did you call me for supper?"

After Ruan Jun took off his scarf, his earlobe was a little red: "I saw you commented from three or four o'clock to seven or eight o'clock, I guess you didn't have dinner..."

Song Mingyi clicked his tongue in his heart, lightly clenched his hands on the table, and resisted touching Ruan Jun's head.

Ruan Shen, Ruan Shen.

In the game, the God of Killing, who is so sloppy, has such a soft personality.This kind of contrast is vividly reflected in the person in front of him.

Song Mingyi glanced at him meaningfully, then bowed his head and ordered dishes that one person would eat a little more.

The bonus hasn't been distributed to him yet, so we can't make people poor.

Ruan Jun watched him bow his head to order, and clasped his hands under the table, feeling a little nervous.

At least, he was more nervous than when he was auditioning.Because he can control the situation of the game, but things involving Song Mingyi and his idol are not necessarily the case.

After the waiter took away the menu, Song Mingyi took the kettle on the table and poured hot water for the two of them.

Ruan Jun felt annoyed for a moment - he was so busy looking at people that he forgot to pour water!

He quickly reached out to help pour water, but Song Mingyi gently avoided it: "Hot water, it's hot." While speaking, he poured half a cup of hot water and put it in front of Ruan Jun.

Pour half a cup to cool down quickly and drink better.

Ruan Jun said "Thank you" obediently, and was racking his brains to think about the topic, when Song Mingyi asked him: "Did your teammates buy spinach?"

Ruan Junxu didn't pay attention to the distance with the hand holding the cup, and got burned.

He retracted his hand, and the light in his eyes dimmed a little.

He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is this why the senior called me out?"

Song Mingyi saw that he was about to confess all his anxiety on his face, and retorted: "No." He paused, and then said: "I'm worried that you will be bullied by them again."

"..."

Ruan Jun opened his mouth, and all the blood rushed to the base of his ears and neck, making that piece of skin instantly red as if it had been steamed by hot water.

It was so hot that he suspected he was smoking from the top of his head.

This illusion was so strong that he couldn't help touching the top of his head.

It's ok, ok, no real smoke.

"Not at all..." He murmured, embarrassed, and hurried to find something to say: "I have heard them discussing betting, but there is no evidence. Senior reports today like this, will it be... bad?"

"What's wrong?" Song Mingyi answered quickly, "It doesn't affect my leadership or my game. If I don't report it, it's because they broke the rules. A bunch of rat shit."

When he said this, Song Mingyi's eyebrows were lightly suppressed, and his tone was cold and contemptuous. Suddenly, he had the ruthless agility when he was one against five in the arena before, strange and familiar.

Although Ruan Jun watched a lot of Song Mingyi's videos in the video, this was the first time he heard Song Mingyi speak in this tone with his own ears. When he saw his cold face unexpectedly, he couldn't help being stunned.

Since Ruan Jun is also a member of T-lion, Song Mingyi added: "I didn't mention you." To avoid accidental injury, he adopted a more precise and rigorous statement: "I said they are four rat shit."

No matter how dull Ruan Jun was, he could still sense the protection and favoritism involved, his heart felt warm, and the blush crawled from his ears to his cheeks, and he thanked him in a low voice.

"I heard your manager confiscated your phone. Did he give it back to you?"

Ruan Jun didn't expect him to know about this, and was a little surprised: "I paid it back. He just canceled my Weibo account."

A word "No fuck say" popped up in Song Mingyi's mind.

"But I don't use it much anymore, it doesn't matter." Ruan Jun saw his frown and said again.

The two of them just chatted for a while, and suddenly when a person passed by this table, his footsteps stopped, his voice was suppressed, and he said in great surprise: "Yi Shen?? Ruan Shen??"

The two looked up at the same time, and saw a strange man about 20 years old.

The man stared wide-eyed, with a look of surprise on his face, pushed his companions to let them find a place first, bent down and asked the two of them: "Can I take a selfie with you?!! My girlfriend likes you, Ruan Shen When you cried today, she was so distressed that she couldn't help but cry too!"

After he finished speaking, he quickly praised Song Mingyi: "I like you so much, Yishen! I have watched every game you won the championship!"

The author has something to say: It’s over, I can’t tell the difference between BMG and BMG, I’m doing my own crime