Slag attack classification system

Tang Zhi was very surprised.

As soon as he came back from Massachusetts, Father Tang took advantage of his birthday party to lock him up in the hotel and announced in front of all the guests that Tang Zhi became the heir of the Tang Group.

After listening to the young master Tang Zhi, he immediately went back to the hotel room, locked himself up, wrapped himself in the life-saving rope in the hotel, hung himself from the window on the third floor to the first floor, and escaped overnight.

Just kidding, what he hates the most in his life is managing the company. Besides, with a business genius like Brother Tang, no matter how you say it, it is his turn to be the heir of the Tang Corporation.

Papa Tang locked up all of Tang Zhi's cards, but when Tang Zhi was at MIT, he did part-time software for several major companies in the United States, and he earned more than enough money.

He came to the National Table Tennis Stadium to watch Zhao Huangwan, but his original intention was to see how thick-skinned he was, so that he could go back to the national team right after he was discharged from the hospital.

Who knew that what he saw was not someone who cried, made trouble and hanged himself, but a Zhao Huanghuang who was completely opposite to what he had imagined.

Is this Zhao Huangwan?

That person with firm eyes, whose eyes sparkled the moment he picked up the racket, is he sure to be Zhao Huangwan, who everyone on the Internet is shouting for?

After that day, Tang Zhi began to pay attention to this 'Zhao Dusk' and became a 'Dusk Observer'.

Because the current national table tennis team is still operated under the sponsorship of the Tang Corporation, the arrival of Young Master Tang is obviously welcomed by everyone. They vacated the vacant equipment room and reserved it for Young Master Tang.

The equipment room is surrounded by transparent glass. Sitting in it, the young master can not only enjoy the air conditioning, but also directly observe the overall situation of the entire table tennis court.

Young master Tang Zhi was not polite, and directly moved all his computer equipment into the glass room, complete with various converters, plugs, and CPUs.

When other people were training, he buried his head and worked on his own program, his fingers flying on the keyboard, but as soon as Zhao Huangwan came on stage, his eyes drifted out involuntarily, staring at that straight back.

Later, I don't know if it was because Tang Zhi's gaze was too hot, Zhao Zhenhe would raise his head to look at the glass room from time to time during practice, with suspicion and puzzlement in his gaze.

So Tang Zhi bought himself a pair of children's glasses, pure green frog frame, black glasses lenses, no one can tell which direction he is looking when he looks out of the glass room.

The players only know that whenever they train, there are two frogs looking at them seriously behind the glass, so the enthusiasm of the national team's training team has directly taken a qualitative leap in recent days.

So Zhao Zhenhe also relaxed his vigilance, hiding in the corner and practicing his table tennis in a regular manner.

Tang Zhi observed that no one was willing to practice against Zhao Huang. He practiced the ball by himself, simulating footwork and serving methods by himself.

Occasionally someone passed by Zhao Huanghuang's ball table, and they just showed provocative and angry eyes, and then cursed loudly; or deliberately threw rubbish on the ball table where Zhao Huanghuang was training, leaving a sentence, "Garbage should be with the trash." '.

Obviously, the last time Zhao Huanghu beat Wang Junlang in one round, everyone was not convinced, and what Zhao Huangwan got was just a chance to stay in the corner.

Zhao Zhenhe felt very strange recently. For some reason, he always felt that there was someone staring at him. At first he suspected that it was Li Yunhe, but he found that the migration of [Slag Gong Favorability] gradually dropped from 90 to around 70, and his attention was always being subdued. Wang Junlang was completely surrounded.

Later, he translated the suspicious target into Wang Junlang, and he found that this Comrade Wang had been paying attention to him from all angles. Sometimes when he went to the bathroom and just came out, he would meet Wang Junlang's peeping that he had no time to take back.

Zhao Zhenhe felt that this kind of peeping was similar to some kind of invisible animal in the cave, cautiously inspecting the prey outside the cave in the dark, as long as it caught the gap, it would stick out its sticky tongue and drag him into it to eat.

It turned out to be Wang Junlang.

As the focus of this kind of gaze became more intensive, stronger and more frequent, an idea gradually surfaced in Zhao Zhenhe's mind.

'Excuse me, is Comrade System here? '

【Hi, I'm here. 】

Although the system disliked the "comrade" added after his name, he was still surprised by Zhao Zhenhe who called him for the first time and responded positively.

'May I ask if the system can query the thoughts of key people? '

[Congratulations, trigger the key skills of the system and query the minds of key people! 】

The system was very relieved that his host finally got the hang of it. He thought that according to Zhao Zhenhe's veteran cadre style, he might not ask questions that would trigger the system until the final world mission was over.

[What do you want to inquire about?Please press 0 for the thoughts of Li Yunhe, the scumbag, press 1 for the thoughts of Wang Junlang, and 2 for the thoughts of the anniversary...]

[Please note that you can use the function of querying the thoughts of key people up to three times. 】

'I want to check Wang Junlang's mind. '

Zhao Zhenhe is very concerned about the eyes that have been glued to his back recently, and always feels that the fiery light can kill people.

[Okay, what do you want to ask? 】

The system nodded inwardly with satisfaction, Zhao Zhenhe knew that Wang Junlang was the biggest obstacle to his task completion, and finally started to prescribe the right medicine!

'I want to ask - does he like me? '

【….】

【Excuse me, could you pardon】

'I recently discovered that Mr. Wang Junlang always kills me with his eyes, I suspect he likes me. '

[@#￥%...&*&*, sorry, your system has some problem now, please wait.]

The system chose to pretend to be deaf. He was wrong. He shouldn't have had any hope for this veteran cadre in the first place.

It's over, it's over.

Originally thought that Zhao Zhenhe's IQ could overwhelm everything, but now there is only the worry that he may be overwhelmed by everything if he has a negative EQ.

To think that Wang Junlang likes him? !

What the fuck? ! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

[@#￥%...&*&*, sorry, your system has some problem now, please wait.]

Zhao Zhenhe stopped communicating with the system in his brain, and felt deep regret and sympathy for the system failure.

If a system is good, it will fail if it says it fails.

On the No.13 day when Zhao Zhenhe stayed in the national training ground, Wang Junlang finally couldn't help it. He really didn't understand why there was such a brazen person in the world who could always ignore the cold eyes and ridicule of other players, with a look No matter what happens to me, I show up on time every day on the ping-pong table in the corner to practice with myself.

Besides, last time this kid accidentally beat him out of luck, he really regarded himself as a weight. He really imitated himself and thought he was Chang'e, wishful thinking!

After training, before everyone went to the locker room to change, Wang Junlang put a bottle of Red Bull on Zhao Zhenhe's cabinet, which was very conspicuous.

So when Zhao Zhenhe changed his clothes, the first thing he saw was the bright red sports drink on his cabinet.

"Whose drink is this? It's in the wrong cabinet, everyone claim it?" Zhao Zhenhe raised the Red Bull in his hand and looked around.

The team members who were changing their clothes raised their eyes and frowned, but most of them did not respond.Only a few players who have joined the national team in recent years shook their heads, saying that this is not their own drink.

At this time, Wang Junlang walked forward with slow steps, took the Red Bull from Zhao Zhenhe's hand, held it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully.

"Twilight, you are really confused, don't rely on this kind of sports drink, what should you do if you become addicted by then, if you make another three... eh..."

Wang Junlang always speaks only three sentences, and the rest is left to other people's imagination.

Such a plain and simple sentence directly made the atmosphere in the locker room tense, and everyone's eyes were focused on the Red Bull in Zhao Zhenhe's hand.

The scandal from three years ago was smeared out, like splashed mud, splashed on Zhao Zhenhe's white sportswear.

"This red bull is not mine." Zhao Zhenhe unhurriedly took out a large can from his bag, with floating tea leaves in it, and after opening the lid, there was still steam in it, "Drinking green tea is better. Healthy, drink it 30 minutes after exercising to promote metabolism, replenish energy and refresh yourself.”

"If no one claims it," Zhao Zhenhe raised his eyes, an incomprehensible light shone from his originally warm eyes, and his whole aura suddenly changed, "Can I speculate that someone intentionally took care of me? The one on the cabinet is just like the stimulant water from three years ago."

"Mr. Wang Junlang, you might as well open your cabinet and show us if there is another can of Red Bull inside."

Zhao Zhenhe's eyes fixed on Wang Junlang, sharp as if attached to a hook, distinguishing everything from black to white.

At this time, everyone couldn't help but follow Zhao Zhenhe's anxious and firm gaze to Wang Junlang, and the silence continued to spread.

Wang Junlang swallowed, and a nervous taste spread from his mouth. Although his face did not change, his little finger was trembling slightly behind his back.

In his cabinet, there is really a bottle of Red Bull.

But...but how did Zhao Huangwan know?

"I don't have any..." in my closet

Wang Junlang said this very lightly, so lightly that the other team members already wondered in their hearts whether their ace captain was really shouting "stop thief".

At the moment when everything seemed to be deadlocked forever, Zhao Zhenhe began to take off his T-shirt, revealing his abdominal muscles, wiped his body with a towel, and said, "It's a big deal, let's do our own thing, don't look at this Red Bull is gone, I put it outside if no one drinks it."

He turned around, no longer looked at Wang Junlang, his eyes returned to the gentleness at the beginning, and turned into Zhao Zhenhe, the original old god who was taking his time.

Zhao Zhenhe walked out of the training ground with his bag on his shoulders.

[Amazing, awesome, you did really well this time! 】

The system was surprised.

'Aren't you out of order? '

【...】

【Just repaired...】

The system sweated.

【How did you know there was a bottle of Red Bull in his cabinet? 】

'You will know when I enter the supermarket later. '

The national training is closed, and there is only one athlete's supermarket inside.

Zhao Zhenhe stepped into the supermarket, and there was a whole shelf of Red Bull next to the cash register at the entrance, with four big red characters on it - buy one get one free.

【I see. 】

Zhao Zhenhe walked inside, all he could see was the newly bought black goji berries and donkey-hide gelatin dates on the shelf, and he didn't see a boy who was half a head taller than him following behind him.

He started to pick out the tea leaves on the shelf, and found that the varieties were too single, so he couldn't help frowning critically.

Tang Zhi didn't know what he was possessed by, so he just followed Zhao Zhenhe out after training, and then sneaked behind him, breathing carefully for fear of being discovered.

At this moment, a burly man pushing a cargo trolley rushed in from the outside, avoiding the crowd and walking in, but one of the athletes did not dodge, and the two of them had an acquaintance collision, and the burly man went straight back Poured to the shelf in front of Zhao Zhenhe.

The entire shelf was crumbling, and after a 'snap' sound, all the bottles and cans fell down, and the shelf also made a harsh 'crack' sound and then fell over immediately.

Zhao Zhenhe's reflexes can be said to be as fast as superhuman beings. Before the bottles and cans fell down, he jumped out of the aisle in one jump, and turned back one - a young man was standing in the aisle, and the shelf was about to fall on him. .

Zhao Zhenhe's body was faster than his brain, he turned around in an instant, ran to the left again into the aisle, jumped up at the same time as the sound of "stabbing", and threw down the tall boy with his body.

"Crackling" the shelves fell along with the bottles and cans, hitting Zhao Zhenhe's back overwhelmingly, and he used his arms to protect the head of the boy under him.

Fortunately, there was a pillar in the direction where the shelf fell, which just supported it and did not completely press on Zhao Zhenhe's body.

Tang Zhi's eyes, which were closed due to nervousness, slowly opened, and at first sight he saw a pair of black and white eyes, full of worry.

The voice of the owner of those eyes was gentle and sweet, better than any song Tang Zhi had ever heard, "Are you okay, huh?"

Tang Zhi was stunned, and even forgot his situation, only knowing his heartbeat——

Scary fast.

The author has something to say: Wang Junlang: There is such a brazen person like you in the world!

Zhao Zhenhe: You pay so much attention to me, do you like me? (probe)

Wang Junlang: ...