Slag attack classification system

Bottles and cans fell down, and the shelf made a "click" sound, and a bottle of Laoganma burst on the ground, red oily juice came out, and there was a spicy smell.

Zhao Zhenhe used his arms to protect the young man's head to prevent being hit by glass bottles, and his back was hit by several jars, causing a dull pain.

Several shop assistants and customers in the store immediately gathered around and helped lift up the shelves. The closed space finally returned to its original appearance, and fresh air poured down.

Zhao Zhenhe took a breath, he slowly propped up his body, and was helped up by the people next to him, and the boy who fell on the ground also helped the uncle next to him to stand up.

"I'm fine, but you... are you okay?" Tang Zhi stepped forward, feeling mixed in his heart, and was speechless at once.

What he saw, observed, and witnessed Zhao Huangwan turned out to be such a person.

Standing in front of him was Zhao Huang, who had a youthful and heroic face. He was wearing sportswear. The sunlight outside the window shone on his face, and it was smudged like an oil painting. He lowered his head slightly , revealing a perfectly curved neck with slight red marks on it.

Tang Zhi stared straight at Zhao Zhenhe's red neck, and a word popped out of his mind - sexy.

"I'm fine," Zhao Zhenhe moved his arms back and forth, "It's fine if there is no muscle or bone injury."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the black wolfberry and red dates that were on the ground, and walked slowly to the cash register to pay, so that he didn't hear the two soft words from the young master Tang Zhi's mouth.

"Thank you."

Tang Zhi directly evolved from 'Twilight Junior Researcher' to support 'Twilight Ultimate Researcher'

But he resisted from the bottom of his heart the heartbeat that he was caught off guard on the day of the shelf accident. Young Master Tang Zhi firmly believed that it was a physiological heartbeat caused by adrenaline stimulation in an extreme situation, and it was by no means the kind of heartbeat that suddenly fell in love with someone.

Absolutely not!

Tang Zhi managed to move into the coach dormitory next to the national table tennis player dormitory in order to study Zhao Huangwan to the fullest and investigate the authenticity of the doping scandal three years ago.

It's definitely not to see Zhao Huang after training more!

Zhao Zhenhe felt very surprised. It turned out that the boy he protected in the shelf accident that day was the young master of the Tang family who had been wearing a frog child's sunglasses in the glass room.

Recently, the young master of the Tang family lived in the coaching room next door to them. Every day at eight o'clock, various raps and "cracking" keyboard sounds could be faintly heard from that wall.

Zhao Zhenhe thinks that this young master with excess energy may be engaged in music creation, and he is a bit aloof.

Once he went down to fetch water with a thermos bottle, only to find that a little tail was following him all the time, and when he looked back, it was Tang Zhi, the young master of the Tang family.

Zhao Zhenhe greeted Tang Zhi at that time, Tang Zhi gave a soft 'hmm', and a word of 'thank you' was brewing on his lips for a long time, but he didn't say it, and finally turned his head and ran away.

Another time, Zhao Zhenhe had just changed in the locker room and came out, wearing short sleeves with his arms exposed.He accidentally knocked on the cabinet that day, so there was a red mark on his arm, which was quite obvious.

The young master of the Tang family did not know where he came from, so he walked up to him and picked up his arm, staring intently at his red mark, and asked, "Why don't you wear more clothes, who is it?" Made it? ! 'The tone was fierce.

Zhao Zhenhe made it himself.

Zhao Zhenhe recalled all the collisions with the young master of the Tang family during this period, and came to a conclusion.

'Comrade System, I think Tang Zhi might hate me. '

【】

"Look, first of all, he used to hate Zhao Huang on Weibo, this is the first point; then I found that he was always staring at me when I was training; he didn't care about other people, but he seemed to me He paid close attention to every movement, he followed me wherever I went, and there seemed to be fire in his eyes. '

【...】

The system suspects that there is a hole in Zhao Zhenhe's mind, but he has no evidence.

'What do you think, Comrade System?Will he be the biggest obstacle for me to complete this world? '

[The system refuses to talk to you. 】

If it weren't for the rule that he was not allowed to directly name the assistants of the Chosen One, he would have yelled at Zhao Zhenhe now, "Do you seem to be sassy?" '

'Comrade System, why do you refuse to speak to me? '

【Because I want to plant a tree in your heart. 】

'What tree? '

[Forcing numbers. 】

'What is Bishu?Why do you want to plant this kind of tree in your heart? Is this a new way of saying for young people? '

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

It’s the peak season of table tennis competitions every year. At this time, the head coach Wang Ming will gather them together for a team building, and then come back to assign tasks-who will go to the championships, who will go to the national competition, and who will go to the regular season.

This year, because of the men's double table tennis, two generals have retired, and it is impossible to send a newcomer with a flat performance to directly participate in the competition, and may pick two from the men's singles to make up for it.

This is not a happy job. If it doesn't work well, the whole army may be wiped out, so everyone holds back their energy and prepares to perform seriously during the team building, so that they can participate in the World Championships as men's singles.

This year's team building site is at the Longshan Base in Changping District. At 5:[-] in the morning, all the team members pulled their suitcases and boarded the bus to set off.

Originally, Zhao Zhenhe thought that he would not be able to go, but the head coach Wang Ming directly called him by name and told him to go. Zhao Zhenhe boarded the bus under the surprised eyes of everyone.

[Wang Ming, the head coach of the Chinese table tennis men's singles, has always been very critical of his host, Zhao Huang, and was also one of the people who strongly opposed Zhao Huang's continued return to the team after the doping scandal. 】

So everything makes Zhao Zhenhe puzzled.

What is Wang Ming's calculation? Why did he call himself to the team building? Could it be possible that he would really be given a chance to compete?

In addition to Zhao Zhenhe, there is another person who joined and surprised everyone——

When the young master of the Tang family boarded the bus, everyone stopped moving and returned to their seats to sit upright.

Today, the young master is wearing a pure black T-shirt and gray sweatpants. The simple clothes look high-end. The young master's skin is so white that it is almost transparent. He has a vampire's sense of sight. His eyebrows and eyes are exquisite and aggressive. Sex, the moment everyone raised their eyes, they seemed to see the charm of ancient Roman statues, and people couldn't help but hold their breath.

In his hand, he held the skateboard that he carried with him, with the pattern of Spider-Man printed on it.

Fuck, he's so fucking handsome and he's bleeding.

The people on the bus were silently sighing in their hearts.

Everyone watched Tang Zhi look around at the bus, and everyone avoided their eyes for fear of being watched.After all, he is the father of the gold master, and he seems very unfriendly to strangers.

Wang Junlang was an exception. He kept meeting Tang Zhi's gaze, pointing to the seat next to him, "You can sit next to me..."

Before Wang Junlang finished speaking, Tang Zhi stepped forward with his long legs, turned sideways and walked directly beside Wang Junlang, and sat down beside Zhao Zhenhe.

Wang Junlang choked back the remaining words, his face turned from white to red and then blue, and his hands on his lap curled up slightly.

"what happened?"

Li Yunhe was the last one to get on the bus. Seeing Wang Junlang's expression was not right, he thought he was not feeling well.

"fine."

Wang Junlang forced a smile, instead of leaning on Li Yunhe's shoulder as usual.

The bus moved slowly, facing the rising sun.

......

"Let me see, there are 31 people here, but we only booked fifteen double rooms and one single room. The single room is for Young Master Tang Zhi."

Head coach Wang Ming stood at the front of the Checkin counter, slowly watching with the roster in his hand, and dozens of people waited silently behind with their suitcases.

"Well then, I know you don't want to be alone with Zhao Huang, so let Zhao Huang go to the hotel next door and book a room alone." Wang Ming raised his head, raised his left eyebrow and looked at Zhao Zhenhe, "Du Wan, I'm here People speak more straightforwardly, is that okay?"

It turned out to be waiting for him here.

Zhao Zhenhe pulled the suitcase in his hand, turned around and left without answering.

Where should he go - that must not be the hotel next door, he is going to go straight home, why should he go, not accompany these people to level up, come here, just to see the scenery.

I'll buy an egg-filled biscuit on the way back later.

"and many more."

Zhao Zhenhe's hand was pulled, and when he looked back, it was none other than Tang Zhi, the young master of the Tang family.

Tang Zhi exuded an icy aura. He frowned slightly and looked at Wang Junlang, "You booked the presidential suite for me?"

"Yes, yes, young master."

Wang Ming answered respectfully.

"Then let him live with me." Tang Zhi raised Zhao Zhenhe's hand.

"Don't worry, Young Master Tang, I don't trust this person to live with you. If I change someone else, I'll let the ace of our team, Wang Junlang, live with you, so that the number of people will be just right..."

"Zhao Huangwan." Tang Zhi interrupted Wang Ming, "I'll live with him."

Wang Ming wanted to say something more, opened his mouth and let out a vague sigh, then nodded slowly.

"alright."

......

The lights are flickering, the music is streaming, and the water in the bathroom is splashing.

Tang Zhi sat on the edge of the bed, his hair was dripping wet, and there seemed to be a villain beating a drum in his heart.

He was just a little nervous sharing the bed with someone for the first time, definitely not the way he expected Zhao Zhenhe after he got out of the bath!

Absolutely not!

The moment the bathroom door 'clicked' open, Tang Zhi hurriedly picked up the kid's frog sunglasses beside the bed, put a pestle on his eyes, and pretended to be watching TV.

The sunglasses almost got stuck in his eyeballs.

Will it be without clothes?

Will the water drop flow along the curve of the neck to the abdomen, and then slowly fall?

On the TV, an old man was slowly chopping wood. Tang Zhi shook his slightly sour eyes, and carefully and slowly looked at Zhao Zhenhe who was sitting on the chair.

Zhao Zhenhe bent his head and was cleaning the fur balls on his big red sweater and wool pants.He seemed to sense that Tang Zhi was looking at him, and turned his head, "What's wrong?"

Tang Zhi: "..."

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