What should I do if my teammates are too cold? [Gaming]

In the end, Jin Chi ordered the cheapest cup himself.

Seeing Jin Chi's order, Yu Shihao was both happy and sad. He was happy that Jin Chi saved him money, but sad that Jin Chi might regard him as a searcher.

"Jinchi, you don't need to order the cheapest one, brother has money."

Jin Chi returned the phone to him, looked at Yu Shihao fixedly, "I like this."

For a while, Yu Shihao couldn't tell whether it was true or not.

In short, this brother is too sensible!

As soon as Song Cheng came back, he saw four people in the training room holding a glass of Starbucks, drinking very comfortably.

He walked over and pulled Yu Shihao's hair, "Why don't you have my share, you must be a treat, right? What good thing did you do to invite everyone to drink milk tea?"

Yu Shihao: ...

He suspected that Song Cheng had installed surveillance in the training room.

"Didn't I think that if you didn't come back, I didn't buy your share." Yu Shihao quibbled.

Song Cheng patted his head, "I believe your nonsense?"

Yu Shihao smirked.

"By the way, Jin Chi should go to bed early tonight. I'll take you to the hospital for a physical examination tomorrow. Remember not to eat breakfast." Song Cheng explained.

Jin Chi stopped drinking the milk tea, and the sweet milk tea in his mouth lost its taste in an instant.

He unconsciously bit the straw and raised his head, "Can I not go?"

"You must have a physical examination before joining the job, and you will need a medical examination report to participate in any competitions in the future. Moreover, your professional players have poorer physical fitness than ordinary people, so it is necessary to do regular physical examinations."

Dagang is a lesson from the past.

If you don't talk about it, it's just nonsense.

Knowing that he had to go to the hospital, Jin Chi didn't speak again.

At night, Jin Chi lay down on the bed very early, but he didn't fall asleep until dawn.

For a short while, Jin Chi had a dream about the past.

In the hospital full of the smell of disinfectant, my mother was lying weakly on the hospital bed.It was less than half a month after the cancer was confirmed, and she was only skin and bones.

"I've found a job and I've got money. Mom, you should treat me well." He heard his young self say this while sitting by the bed.

Mom squeezed out a smile on her pale and thin face, "Okay, mom treats well."

Jin Chi seemed to have opened up the perspective of God, and he yelled desperately at his young self, "Don't believe her! She's lying to you!"

How could my mother accept that she dropped out of school to make money? She was clearly coaxing him.

The young Jin Chi stepped out of the hospital happily, and just as he stepped down the steps, there was a loud noise behind him, as if something had fallen from upstairs.

He turned his head, with a lingering smile on his face, and then blood soaked his favorite pair of white sneakers.

Jin Chi was woken up by the alarm clock. When he opened his eyes, his heart was still throbbing badly. There was a faint smell of disinfectant at the tip of his nose, which was disgusting.

He pulled up the quilt to cover his head, and soon another scent of laundry detergent occupied his nostrils.

The base in the morning was quiet, and there was no one in the training room. Jin Chi walked around downstairs and saw Song Cheng having breakfast in the cafeteria.

Song Cheng told him last night that he didn't want to eat this morning, so Jin Chi didn't go there, and sat on the sofa waiting for Song Cheng to finish eating.

As soon as Jiang Zhuo came to the living room, he saw the messy head on the back of the sofa, which looked like a poodle.

He walked over and patted Jin Chi on the head lightly.

When Jin Chi raised his head, Jiang Zhuo frowned slightly, and he nodded his eye bags, "Did you become a thief last night?"

Jin Chi was already white, which made the blue and black under his eyes very obvious.

After not sleeping well all night, Jin Chi's reaction was a bit slow, and it took him a while to respond, "No, good morning, captain."

Jiang Zhuo put one hand on the sofa and nodded, "Morning, could it be that you are fighting with a mouse?"

Jin Chi: ...

Not so much.

"Has Brother Cheng woke up?" Jiang Zhuo asked as he walked towards the bar. He still remembered that Song Cheng was going to take Jin Chi for a medical examination this morning.

Jin Chi nodded: "Yes, I'm eating."

There is a freezer at the bar, and there are a lot of snacks and drinks in it. According to Jin Chi's observation, AoA and the others always come here to "earn a fortune" after using the toilet.

Jiang Zhuo opened the refrigerator and searched for something inside.

Just when Song Cheng had finished his breakfast, he saw Jin Chi sitting on the sofa and beckoned him to go out.

Just as Jin Chi stood up, Jiang Zhuo shouted, "Jin Chi, come here."

Jin Chi looked at Song Cheng, and Song Cheng nodded, saying that he could wait a while before Jin Chi walked towards Jiang Zhuo.

Jiang Zhuo was squatting in front of the refrigerator, as if he was unpacking the box, when Jin Chi approached, Jiang Zhuo just finished unpacking it.

He took out a bottle of milk full of English letters from it, and handed it back to Jin Chi, "Hey, drink more milk to grow taller, look at you, you are so thin, you can't beat a mouse."

Jin Chi wanted to say that he would not fight Yu Shihao, but he opened his mouth and could only say "Thank you."

The milk had just been taken out of the refrigerator, and it was a bit cold, but Jin Chi's heart was filled with waves of heat.

Jiang Zhuo shrugged, pointed at the door with his chin, "Go."

Song Cheng is still waiting.

After Jin Chi followed Song Cheng out the door, Jiang Zhuo took out a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator and sat down on the sofa.

AK appeared from nowhere, squatting on the sofa, looking up at Jiang Zhuo with his chubby head up.

Jiang Zhuo rolled his eyes at him, "Are you also hungry for mineral water?"

AK held his head up, pitifully.

Jiang Zhuo decided to give him a chance, "I'll give you a drink as soon as I call."

"Meow~"

Jiang Zhuo tightened the bottle cap, pinched one of AK's cat ears, "The stuffed gourd cat."

"Meow?"

After Jin Chi got into the car, Song Cheng realized that his hair was a bit long, "Do you want to have a haircut after the physical examination?"

The boy's hair was very fine and soft, lying limply on the top of his head, with only a few strands sticking up in disobedience.

The young man looks good, and it doesn't look ugly with such a hairstyle, but he looks a little gloomy when he is expressionless.

"Change the team and change the hairstyle, it's a new beginning."

Jin Chi nodded, and the stupid hair on the top of his head shook.

As soon as he entered the hospital, the familiar smell of disinfectant water seeped into Jin Chi's nostrils, even though he was wearing a mask, it couldn't be blocked at all.

Jin Chi couldn't help retching.

Song Cheng walked ahead and didn't notice it, and Jin Chi followed behind and didn't say anything.

"Go in, I'll wait for you here." Song Cheng led Jin Chi to the door of the first examination room and said.

Jin Chi put one hand in his pocket and nodded.

He carried the bottle of cold milk in his trousers pocket, and because of the heat, many small drops of water formed on the surface of the bottle, making it wet.

He remembered that his mother always made him drink milk, and he didn't like it, so he secretly poured it into the flowerpot.Later, when his mother passed away, he began to miss the taste of milk, but no one bought it for him, and he had no money to buy it himself.

Jin Chi exhaled, holding the milk tightly in his hands. At this moment, the milk seemed to be his long-lost comfort.

Since it is a working day, there are not many people for the physical examination, and various projects are carried out very quickly.

It didn't take long for Jinchi to finish all the projects.

"Go buy something to eat first, and then go to a barber shop." Song Cheng led the people out.

Jin Chi said hoarsely: "No, I have milk."

Going out to eat must be paid by Song Cheng, and Jin Chi is unwilling to spend his money.

Song Cheng didn't think much about it, "Then go back and ask Auntie to make some."

It was almost eleven o'clock after the haircut, and Song Cheng hurried back with Jin Chi. On the way, he saw that Jin Chi was still holding the bottle of milk in his hand, so he asked, "Why haven't you drunk it yet?"

Jin Chi pursed his lips, "Drink in a while."

When he got to the base, Jin Chi put the milk in his pocket again, but he was still reluctant.

Fortunately, the aunt had already prepared lunch, and Jin Chi only stood at the door for a while before being called in by the aunt.

Auntie still remembered that Jin Chi added two meals last night, knowing that Jin Chi could eat, she was afraid that the child would be hungry, so she was embarrassed to say.

Jin Chi was indeed hungry, his stomach was beating drums all the time.

The aunt filled him with rice and ordered several dishes before handing the plate to Jinchi.

"Eat more, depending on how thin you are, add more if you don't have enough, don't worry about it!" The aunt smiled with squinted eyes, and then raised her thumb, "The hair is well cut, and you are energetic."

Jin Chi lowered his head, responded lightly, and hurried away amidst his aunt's laughter.

As soon as Jiang Zhuo entered the small cafeteria, he saw the young boy who was facing away from him. The boy had a short cropped hair, revealing the two ears he had hidden before.

The ears stood up slightly and were flushed red.

"Then who is it? The back of his head looks so delicate." Yu Shihao rubbed his head and asked in doubt.

Jiang Zhuo put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked down at Yu Shihao, "Mice, you really should go for a blood test, not only your brain is not working well, but your eyes are also not working well."

Yu Shihao:? ? ?

He found that since Jin Chi came to the team, he was attacked a bit more frequently.