My brother is not a good person

Under Raisha's slightly aggressive questioning, Zhongyuan Zhong could only choose to admit defeat.

"You won, I admit you won." He held his forehead dumbfounded, "You definitely don't belong to the camp of children."

Nonsense, even a child, or an extremely difficult squeamish.

Mr. Cadre, who has nothing to do with Miss Champion, thought in part.

Even in an argument (even if the argument itself is meaningless) I want to win so much...I'm afraid I will cry if I lose?

Thinking of this, he suddenly asked: "How did you feel when you didn't get the gold medal? Is it the same as what you said in the interview?"

Glancing at him sideways, Miss Champion said disdainfully, "That's all a cliché for dealing with the media, how can you believe it?"

Immediately afterwards, she pressed close to the other's ear, lowering her voice as if afraid of being heard by a third person.

"Of course I will be angry when I don't get the gold medal. After all... how can I not be the first."

Xu felt that she was a little too close, and Zhong Yuanzhong also avoided it a little.

Sensing the other party's movement, Raisha paused for a second, and grabbed the sleeves of her subordinates, "This is not suitable for expressing outwardly, and it can be easily misinterpreted as explosive news such as shady scenes, so I can only talk to you .”

And from an athlete's point of view, who wouldn't want to be that number one?

Especially when she walked into the ice rink with the belief that "only I am worthy of the gold medal", the regret of not getting the gold medal was even more unbearable.

This kind of pain forced her to keep moving forward, to constantly make up for her own shortcomings, and to constantly cross her limits, leaving others as far behind as possible.

"I do like winning, no matter what time, always."

Letting go and turning her head, Laisha pursed her lips, looked at the instructions on the display board and sighed.

"Maybe because of this, there are not many people who can be called friends with me."

She didn't pay attention to Chuya Nakahara's reaction, she just leaned over and read the instructions slowly.

But the speaker has no intention, and the listener has intention.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also just raised his hand, but took it back.

He put his unintentionally extended hand into his pocket and stared at the back of her head, "There will always be someone who can understand you, don't be too sad."

sad?

Laisha turned her head abruptly, and couldn't help laughing: "Do you think I will be sad because I don't have any friends?"

She leaned on the display board, shaking with laughter.

"Friends or something, a few are enough. If there are too many, it can be summed up as 'annoying'."

After finally laughing enough, Miss Champion pinched her face with one hand and relaxed the muscles on her face, "Could it be that Zhong also has a lot of friends? I don't think so."

"really."

As a cadre of the port mafia, Zhongyuan Zhongya naturally wouldn't casually call someone a friend.

Not to mention the consideration of the long-term relationship of the organization, there are not many people who can be recognized by him, let alone those who are close enough to be called "friends".

Hearing the expected answer, Laisha turned her head away.

She seemed to be looking at the water tank, but she was actually watching the other party's every move from the corner of her eye.

"Then... I should be among them?" She asked tentatively, "Or, I don't have the honor?"

Mr. Cadre was so startled by her sudden sentence that he almost bit his tongue.

He was a little unsure if it was her whim or something she had sensed.

To be honest, Laisha can't be completely placed in the position of a friend both in public and in private.

But if you don't answer in the affirmative...

It feels like it will "die".

Not "death" in the true sense, but "end" in another sense.

The orange-haired boy raised his head, inserted his forehead into his hair, and grabbed it backwards, "...Yes."

Even if it's only half of it, it's still a friend.

After getting his answer, Miss Champion stretched out a finger and clicked on the display board.

"Can you also help me look at this word, just this, what does it mean?"

Where her finger landed was a string of characters written in katakana.

The girl let out a long sigh of despair, "I guess it's a Japanese-style English name that 'even if I can read it, I can't understand it at all'."

"Cough," laughed shortly, and Mr. Cadre turned his head to look in the direction of her finger.

Knowing that Japanese English is undoubtedly a big challenge for Miss Champion who is new to Japanese, he has no doubts.

While he was explaining, Miss Champion didn't care what he was saying at all.

Flattening the corners of her mouth, she nodded slightly in the direction of Nakahara Chuya.

This guy is explaining seriously...

And there was really no doubt about the excuses she made up casually.

Or was it discovered but not exposed?

In short, no matter what the reason is, it's cute to be so serious!

Raisha tried to hide the slight pleasure by pursing her lips tightly, but the curved arc of her eyes forgot to hide it.

As a cadre of the port mafia, Zhongyuan Zhong naturally couldn't ignore this line of sight.

He hurriedly ended the explanation, and asked sternly, "What are you looking at?"

Seeing that she was about to make people anxious, Raisha also gave up all the cover-ups.

She smiled so much that she showed a few white teeth, her eyebrows and eyes were curved.

"It's also big, handsome, bro!"

The word-for-word answers and crisp laughter are simply overwhelming.

Zhongyuan Zhong also hurriedly shifted his gaze to the side, his voice was astringent, and he changed the subject: "Do you still want to see this exhibition hall? I see it is drawn on the navigation, and there is an undersea tunnel going there..."

All the following words were stopped by the girl's hand on the lapel of her shirt.

She looked back at herself, and Nahan said, "Don't you want to go to the undersea tunnel? Don't you want to leave?"

"Here comes."

Zhong Yuanzhong also responded immediately.

He followed closely behind, but his heart suddenly felt lost.

Maybe I was thinking too much just now.

Raisha doesn't mean anything else, it's just a statement.

...It should be said that fortunately there is no other meaning.

After all, he might be detrimental to her family in the future, and his purpose was not so pure when he appeared.

All entanglement ends with Raisha's grimace.

She points to a lionfish passing by, while imitating its mouth opening.

"Lionfish and Yuri are very compatible." She couldn't help laughing while explaining, "Yuri obviously likes big cats like lions and tigers the most, but in the end he is always regarded as a cat."

"Then you look like Luo Jia." Nakahara replied with a smile.

Frowning rather dissatisfied, Laisha crossed her arms and said, "How can you say that I look like Luo Jia? At least you should say that Luo Jia looks like me, right? But I wouldn't be happy if I said that——could I say that you Would you be happy to be like Rodya, or Rodya to be like you?"

"My wording was wrong." Mr. Cadre touched the tip of his nose, "But I don't mind the words 'I'm like Luo Jia' or 'Luo Jia is like me'."

Although it is a dog, Luo Jia is not like other dogs.

Rounding off, it is also raised by him now.