You are harder than AK

Liang Liang put on his own clothes and walked out of the lounge. Han Ran followed him step by step, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, smiling and in a good mood.

Liang Liang showed no expression, but his face was a little red.

He walked through the training room, the coach wasn't there, the manager waved his arms at Mi Xiu and Ji Jie, and he didn't know what he was talking about, spit was flying in the air, but the two still listened with gusto.

He glanced at them and asked with a smile, "Mom Ge, what are you fooling around here? Aren't you busy today? You come to the training room when you have time, and you usually don't see anyone for several days."

Although Green is the team manager, he is actually about the same age as them. When he was young and ignorant, he got on a thief ship and was kidnapped by Liang Liang to become the team manager.

Once you join the team, it's as deep as the sea, and from then on, freedom is a passerby.

The team is full of young and vigorous young men. He usually has to take care of all aspects of them. Apart from competitions, he also has food, clothing, housing and transportation. Like an old mother, he loves to chatter. Mother.

At the beginning, he also strongly expressed his refusal, but he couldn't beat four hands with two fists, and he got used to it after screaming.

He put his hips on his hips, stepped on the stool with one foot, and retorted unconvinced, "What are you talking about? It's so ugly. I call it the prospect blueprint. This time the world champion has so much prize money, and the scale of the event is unprecedentedly large. When you win the game, everyone can buy a house in City A."

His eyes were wide open, his eyes were bright, he stretched out his arms, made a gesture of embracing the sky, sighed, and said, "At that time, there will definitely be more sponsors who will come to cooperate with our team, my The wife is already there, and the wealthy party is just around the corner."

"We will definitely become the most valuable team in the world." He closed his eyes and stretched out a finger pointing to the sky. This was the original intention of the few of them, and only he kept talking about it.

Mi Xiu and Ji Jie looked at him adoringly and applauded very much.

Liang Liang was so amused by his actions that he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Green gave him a dissatisfied look, "Who do you think I wake up early and stay in the dark, busy in the dark, and disappear all day long? It's not because you have better conditions, I don't want to live that hard life again."

In fact, it's no wonder that Green fell into Qian's eyes. When the team first started, the conditions were really difficult. A rented practice room had nothing but a desk and four computers.

The place to rest is even more difficult. Several people sleep in the Datong bunk without air conditioning. When it is hot in summer, they can’t sleep all night, which seriously affects the state of the game.

Fortunately, they survived.

Liang Liang was afraid that he would not stop talking, so he quickly raised his hands in surrender, "I was wrong, I am not laughing at you, I just think your blueprint is very perfect."

Green snorted.

He turned his head and said to Mi Xiu and Ji Jie, "Train hard, don't learn from Liang Liang, go fishing for three days, post nets for two days, and work hard to realize our team blueprint."

He chuckled, touched the faces of the two of them, and said with a smile, "Of course, and for my wife, Ben, you are all my cash cow, my big baby."

Mi Xiu grinned again, sitting upright, raising one hand, like a primary school student answering a question, "Manager, your cash cow and big baby want to eat fried chicken tonight."

Ji Jie nodded hurriedly.

"No, that thing is too oily. During the last physical examination, the fat index of both of you was a bit high. During this period of time, you must control your diet, maintain the best condition, and prepare for the world competition that will start soon."

Once the money is established, it will become sluggish.

Liang Liang laughed, shook his head helplessly, walked to the cupboard, poured himself a glass of water, and just brought the glass to his mouth when his wrist suddenly felt a sharp pain, his hand shook, and the glass fell to the ground with a bang. With a sound, it shattered into several pieces, and the water in the cup splashed out and wet his trousers.

The three people over there turned their heads to look at him in unison.

"Captain, what's wrong with you?"

Liang Liang smiled at them, and said nonchalantly, "I'm fine, but I'm not sure."

Green looked at him dubiously, frowned, and reconfirmed, "Are you really okay? Then why is your face so red? This is a critical period, and you can't make any mistakes."

It was fine if he didn't say anything, but Liang Liang's face turned even redder when he said it.

Mi Xiu and Ji Jie looked at each other in tacit understanding, and pulled his clothes tacitly, trying to make him stop asking.

But he was so engrossed in his money tree that he didn't notice their small movements at all, and wanted to get closer to see what was going on with Liang Liang.

"God Han, you're here." Ji Jie reminded him loudly.

He turned his head and saw Han Ran walking in, his expression was indescribable.

Han Ran's eyes were on Liang Liang all the time, and Liang Liang gave him a shy glance. This needless to say pink bubble feeling, even if Manager Ge had a problem with IQ, he could see that the relationship between the two was unusual.

He and these two are old men in the team, and they are also very good friends. He is very clear about the incident between the two of them.

As soon as Han Ran appeared, he could guess why Liang Liang blushed.

He silently closed his mouth and stopped talking. When Han Ran passed by him, his footsteps stopped and he glanced at him lightly. His body shook and his legs were so weak that he couldn't walk.

Han Ran frowned, and said coldly, "Wipe the chair clean."

Green looked down, only to realize that he had stepped on his stool just now, he apologized guiltyly, quickly tore two pieces of paper, and wiped it carefully for him.

Liang Liang's hands were still trembling slightly. He held the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, staring at the debris on the ground, thoughtful.

He knelt down to pick up the glass shards, but Han Ran strode over and stopped his hand, "I'm coming, don't do it, be careful not to scratch you."

He quickly wrapped the fragments in paper, threw them into a garbage bag, and wiped the water on the ground with paper, repeatedly confirming that there were no broken glass slags.

"What's the matter, does your hand hurt?" Han Ran asked worriedly, holding his wrist, lowering his head, looking over and over carefully.

The skin on his wrist is fair, with a circle of red strangle marks, which are particularly eye-catching. They were tied up with a tie before.

Liang Liang's eyes were wet, he flexed his fingertips shyly, wanted to withdraw his hand but couldn't retract, snorted softly, and said angrily, "It's not your fault."

He said this on purpose, not wanting to worry Han Ran. He knew very well in his heart that Han Ran was not tied tightly, but it just looked red and his skin was numb, so it didn't have any effect.

And the stabbing pain just now seemed to come from the bone, the pain made him tremble uncontrollably, his wrist lost all strength, it was so soft that he couldn't exert any strength, and he couldn't hold the cup at all.

Not for the first time, he never got to the hospital in time.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault." Han Ran said guiltily, lowered his head, and kissed the circle of strangulation marks preciously.

"Forget it, forgive you." He said generously, withdrew his hand, raised his chin, and ordered, "I'll give you a chance to make up for your mistakes. I want to drink water."

Han Ran smiled dotingly, "Yes, Captain."

He poured a glass of water and handed it to Liang Liang's mouth.

Liang Liang snorted arrogantly, seeing that he was as pious as a courtier who paid tribute in ancient times, and he was the emperor receiving worship, he was in a very happy mood, couldn't help smiling with crooked eyebrows, leaned forward, and pressed his lips against He drank the water from the mouth of the cup with his hand.

Han Ran gently wiped the water stains from the corners of his mouth with his fingers.

The three single dogs over there stared at this side dumbfounded, embracing each other in the posture of stacking arhats, without blinking their eyes, and staring intently.