cry one let me see

After entering January, the atmosphere of "college entrance examination" in the base became more intense.

Song Mingyi even arranged a speaker for each floor of the villa, which is responsible for the alarm at 07:30 every morning to wake everyone up.

More than half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

The more than half a month was not so much for Ruan Jun to adapt to the C position, but rather for Song Mingyi to adapt to the 4th and 5th positions.

As a former No. 1 position, Song Mingyi had the same drive and killing intent as Ruan Jun when he was playing as a support. It is also ruthless and accurate.

Although this will put a lot of pressure on the opponent, it will also bring about a problem-the opponent's support position will also wander around to support the disadvantaged lane of your own family.

Therefore, the number of team battles on the road where Ruan Jun and Song Mingyi are located has skyrocketed—this is not a routine in the professional arena.

At this time, Ruan Jun's strong ability to resist pressure gradually emerged.

Even if four or five people from both sides are playing mahjong in his bot lane, he can make up the knife accurately without changing his face, and he can even take a break from his busy schedule to go wild, and he will never delay his money-swiping effort by making a move easily.

At the same time, Ju Rui who is walking is not easy to deal with. He always likes to use offense as defense.

Under the overall situation where the two lanes are so flamboyant and the inferior lane is miniaturized, the overall style of the ONG team has gradually emerged in this way.

But Chu Huang was very dissatisfied with this.

He clearly pointed out the team's style that was about to show off to the sky. On that night, he dug up a game of the First Division that was played during the day, found a video of one of the strong European teams, and let the players watch the entire game.

After analyzing according to the usual procedure, Chu Huang suddenly said: "The Quantum team has always been the goalkeeper of Ti, and they are best at turning defense into offense. As long as the opponent has a flaw, they can come back."

The third place is the most won by this team, so it is called "Team Habit 3", "Professional Third", and "Millennium Third" by many knife lovers.If they can beat this team, it means they can at least enter the top three.

"But your current offensive has too many loopholes, and any Quantum can turn the tables on the spot." Chu Huang was merciless, "The opposite of Quantum had the same strategy as you in the round just now, do you think your provocation is more rigorous than the opponent's?"

Chu Huang even called their occasional teasing as "provocation".

Everyone in ONG knew that the answer was "no", so no one answered.

Ruan Jun quietly glanced at Song Mingyi who was sitting at the front, under Chu Huang's eyelids.

"Don't worry." Chu Huang finally ended today's training with these words.

When the others got up and walked out one after another, Chu Huang stopped in front of Song Mingyi.Ruan Jun happened to be passing by, and heard Chu Huang say, "Old Song, you're in a bit of a hurry."

What answered him was Song Mingyi's low and calm voice: "There are less than 200 days left." His words came to an abrupt end here, but both Chu Huang and Ruan Jun who had stepped out of the audio-visual room understood that that sentence The unfinished words were "I can't help but hurry up".

Ruan Jun paused, thinking that it was not good to eavesdrop on someone, so he glanced at Song Mingyi's slightly drooping face worriedly, then turned and returned to his seat.

Chu Huang is actually not a straight man who can comfort others, but he knows Song Mingyi well enough.So Chu Huang patted Song Mingyi on the shoulder, and said, "I know you are under a lot of pressure. You must understand this better than me, and I don't need to say anything."

Song Mingyi didn't say much, his face was still very calm.

Even though those who knew him well found him to be "very stressed", there was still no trace of anxiety or irritability in him.

"Adjust yourself and rest early today." Chu Huang patted him on the shoulder.

Song Mingyi sat for a while, and when he got up, he touched his purse but couldn't find the lighter.He turned around and went to his desk, took the lighter, and went straight to the door, wanting to get some air.

After the door of the villa was pushed open, Song Mingyi lowered his head and went down two steps, and suddenly saw Ruan Jun by the flower bed on the right side of the door.

Ruan Jun was holding a lighted cigarette in his hand, but he didn't take a puff. He was staring at the top of the cigarette that was slowly burning in a daze.

Hearing the sound, he looked up and saw Song Mingyi who was also looking over.

Ruan Jun subconsciously stood up straight: "Senior."

Song Mingyi conveniently put the lighter back into his pocket, and walked over: "Is there a fire?"

Ruan Jun took out the lighter.

Song Mingyi leaned over with a cigarette in his mouth.

In the small flame from the lighter, Song Mingyi's drooping eyelashes were extremely black and dense, and the illuminated skin under the bridge of the nose was extremely firm and smooth, perfectly looking like a model in a TV commercial.

Ruan Jun suddenly made a swallowing movement.

After the cigarette was lit, Song Mingyi took a puff, the smoke swirled around in his lungs and throat, and when he spit it out again, he raised his eyes and saw Ruan Jun staring at him blankly.

Song Mingyi glanced at the cigarette burning alone between his fingers: "Don't smoke?"

"Ah?" Ruan Jun was stunned for a moment, "Oh, pumping, pumping."

His face seemed a little hot, Ruan Jun shrunk his neck, trying to hide his face, but unfortunately he was wearing a round neck sweater, there was nowhere to hide.He hurriedly stuffed the cigarette into his mouth, took a puff, and coughed as expected.

"Forget it. Don't smoke if you don't know how to smoke."

Ruan Jun's heartbeat was still a little fast. For some reason, he didn't want Song Mingyi to feel that he was a second-year middle school boy who couldn't smoke but lit cigarettes, so he paused and said firmly, "I know how to smoke."

Then he squeezed the cigarette and put it in his mouth again.

Unsurprisingly, he was choked again.

He suppressed his cough, his face flushed, and he wanted to take another sip in disbelief, but Song Mingyi suddenly grabbed his wrist.

The man's palm was hot, and it was gently pressed against the skin of his wrist, with a strong sense of presence.

Ruan Jun suddenly let go of the strength in his arm, and let him take his wrist away, then stared blankly at Song Mingyi lowered his head, and took the cigarette he had smoked from his hand.

With a "boom", Ruan Jun's face was so hot that it was about to smoke.

"I, I've smoked this one..."

Song Mingyi took half a step back, leaned against the wall and looked at him: "Yeah." He didn't care at all. "The last time I saw you, you didn't know how to smoke. Since you don't know how to smoke, why do you still carry cigarettes and lighters with you? Am I such a social person?"

The senior said - I am a wave god.

Ruan Jun's cheeks warmed up again.Only then did he realize that a human face can be scalded to this extent.

Ruan Jun sighed unbearably, as if he could let out the scorching heat in his body.The breath transpired into mist in the winter night, and spread out in front of my eyes.

"No." Ruan Jun muttered in a low voice, "I just think this... tastes okay."

A person who chokes on a cigarette, but thinks the cigarette smells good?

After thinking about it, Song Mingyi seemed to understand something, glanced at Ruan Jun's red ears, and curled his lips.

Can't smoke and still light cigarettes here?Probably just felt that I was in a bad mood, so I came out to accompany him.

"If you like it, then I will call you when I smoke from now on?"

Ruan Jun's brain became hot, and he nodded in agreement.

So from this day on, during breaks in training, before going to bed, after meals, whenever Song Mingyi was smoking, he would call Ruan Jun up.

Neither of them spoke, one smoked while the other stood and looked at the flowers and plants beside them, the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Later, within a few days, the two had formed a tacit understanding, as long as Song Mingyi walked out, Ruan Jun would automatically get up and follow.

As a result, after getting used to it like this, the result is...

After Song Mingyi stood up during the training gap that day, Ruan Jun immediately stood up with his mobile phone, took the mobile phone to unlock it, and followed Song Mingyi's footsteps from the corner of his eye, "following with one button" without looking up.

Song Mingyi didn't go to the door, but went to the other side of the training room.

Ruan Jun was halfway through his mobile phone, when the light in front of him suddenly dimmed, and Song Mingyi in front of him suddenly stopped and couldn't move. He didn't have time to brake, and when he raised his head, his face bumped into Song Mingyi's back, and he was thrown back.

Song Mingyi turned back to help him, and said with a smile in his voice, "Are you coming to the bathroom too?"

It was only then that Ruan Jun realized where he had followed and fled.

In such a tacit understanding, another half month passed quietly, and January will end in the blink of an eye, and the New Year is almost over.

The author has something to say: I chatted with the lovelorn little sister for five yuan at night, and even less [Bao Fist]