God Yan anchor has been sealed again

Prices in Germany are high, and a table of dishes at that time must have cost a lot of money.

Xuewei is not a child who has never seen the world, but at that time his parents had divorced, and he had no plan to spend the money, AA couldn't afford it, so he felt a little cramped.

At that time, he forgot what Wen Man said. He probably wanted him to play well and get a part of the bonus if he won the championship.

The bonus card he sent him later contained a lot of points.It even seems to be more than expected——Xuewei thought for a while, if the four people were divided according to normal, and the travel expenses were deducted together, each person should be about 3 yuan lower than what they got in the end, but at that time He doesn't care about the account, and doesn't really think about it—because he is confident that no one of them has selfish intentions.

Xuewei followed behind Wenman, holding his hand, with clear eyes: "Hey."

"Huh?" Wen Man was waiting for a taxi, he reached out to stop one, and then took Xuewei in together.He stuffed Xuewei and closed the door, only then did Xuewei have time to continue asking him: "Did you share your money with us at that time?"

Wen Man was taken aback for a moment: "Huh?"

Seeing that he didn't remember it, Xuewei poked him with her elbow: "Four years ago, the World Championships."

Wen Man pretended to be stupid: "Really? I don't remember."

Seeing his reaction, Xuewei knew that Wen Man must have given them the money.

Xuewei wanted to ask Wenman how much money he had left—because he remembered another thing, that is, Wenman signed him away and offered the highest price in history, and according to Alan, the development of the national team from old to new During the process, Wen Man posted a lot of money himself, and he felt that Wen Man must be a pauper.

There must be endorsement fees and the like, but Wenman spends money like water, and it doesn't look like he will increase revenue and reduce expenditure. Xuewei himself is also a pauper who spends money like water. If they get together, maybe they will become poor. square.

Asking your lover how much money you have just a day into your relationship may sound like a bad idea.But there must always be someone in a family who can manage the money...

In an instant, Xuewei had already imagined the scene where he and Wen Man both retired 20 years later and went to the streets to beg for food.

Xuewei glanced at Wenman worriedly, and Wenmi noticed his gaze, and asked softly, "What's wrong? Are you hungry? Let's go to the station to have something to eat first?"

Xuewei quickly shook her head, lowered her eyes, her ears were a little red.

He stared at his toes, crossed his hands, looked very good, Wen Man couldn't hold back his fingertips moving, and stretched out his hand gently...the fingertips pressed against his cheek.

Xuewei looked up at him, Wenman looked at him with a smile in his eyes: "I'm so happy."

Xuewei warned herself to maintain her personality and keep aloof: "Well, I am also... very happy."

"You've never been in a relationship before, I think, falling in love with a man should be... a bit unaccustomed." Wen Man looked out the window, kneading and pressing his fingertips unconsciously, "If I have crossed the line The place... just tell me, okay? When you feel uncomfortable, tell me, is that okay?"

Xuewei still hummed: "...um."

But the sound was already as small as a mosquito humming.

Wenman's plane is at night, and they still have time to take the train to Hamburg and have a meal.

Xuewei likes this, so she leaves as soon as she says.He took his hand all the way to the train station, bought a ticket at the station, and then took a seat together.

They were not late for this trip today - for some reason four years ago, Deutsche Bahn was not on time, and he and Wen Man once slept in the station overnight with a piece of bread.

The indicator light came on, and there were not many people on this train. The two found a seat by the window and sat facing each other.

The two tightly clenched hands were released, and the moment they separated, the fingertips of both of them moved slightly.

Wen Man asked, "Are you hungry?"

Xue Wei shook her head: "I'm hungry, but I want to go and eat."

It used to take about two hours for ICE trains to travel from Berlin to Hamburg, but now it is faster and only takes one and a half hours.

People in the carriage came and went, Wen Man lowered his voice to talk to Xue Wei.

"After I return to China tonight, I will announce the news of my retirement. Don't be influenced by public opinion, play well, especially you, you are in poor health, you should take a good rest."

Xuewei nodded: "I know." He was obedient.

After a while, Xuewei quickly added: "You too."

Wen Man was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head and smiled, reached out and took out a piece of paper folded into squares from his pocket, and handed it to him.

Xuewei's first thought was a love letter—until she looked down, she realized that it was a very sloppy forecast map of circulation plugs.

Xuewei: "."

Wen Man didn't notice Xuewei's change of mood, he said softly: "This is my current thinking, what do you think? Is there anything to add?"

Xue Wei glanced at it.

The composition of the European team has been highlighted by Wen Man.

"Euro-Germany (E-DEU) Do you think they will go to the lower bracket?"

Wen Man said, "There is a possibility."

Xuewei thought for a while: "It makes sense. Because we are up, and they have drawn a lottery where two strong teams are close together, it would be the best if we can go to the loser's bracket early."

Last year's top three, the first is the German team where Dao Shen is, the third is the North American NA.US they are playing against today, the second is a very special composition, and the third team in the World Championship is IJTT, which does not belong to which country or region , but a multi-regional e-sports representative team affiliated to Europe.It's just that the place of registration is in France, and it is generally called the French joint team directly.

After the World Championships last year, there was a problem with the investment behind the joint team, and the team members changed a lot, which led to the fact that they didn't even come to the preliminary selection this year.

"It is reported that some of the most powerful players have been poached by Knife." Wen Man said, "We have already met in North America, but the Knife team is against weak teams in the early stage of the schedule, and the specific trends in the later stage are not clear. .”

"I understand." Xuewei looked at Wenman's handwriting and thought.

When Wen Man went to the European headquarters to exchange and study, on the one hand, he went to the game company to participate in the planning opinion consultation meeting, and on the other hand, he went to the Sword God Club to have a look.

Dao Shen has now injected capital into the club himself, and he is responsible for the main arrangements of the team.He also signed many people in the new cold season, the specific list was not disclosed, the only thing that is certain is that the poet has already been signed.

Wen Man's handwriting calmly wrote down the poet's ID, followed by brief notes.

"Poet: Assaulter, his style of play can be active or static, and he is extremely long in countering and dismantling fire. His domestic trumpet record can still break into the top 10 of the ladder, and his winning rate is extremely high. He needs to be very careful."

Seeing the poet's small ID, Xuewei slapped her thigh: "I know!! I saw it on the ranking list! So that's Brother Poet!!"

His voice became quieter, because Wang Jianwenman leaned his head sideways against the car window and fell asleep.

Xuewei looked at him for a while, then gently put the paper away.

He was folding it back according to Wen Man's original crease, halfway through the fold, and suddenly found the interlayer of small squares - on the back of the paper, there was a line of small characters lightly written with a pencil.

"Try to rest" "Go back to see him early" The pencil marks are so light that they are barely visible at first glance.Wen Man himself probably forgot this line.

Xuewei carefully stuffed the small cube into her purse.

An hour and a half later, the two arrived in Hamburg.

Xuewei woke up Wenman, who opened his sleepy eyes, took him out of the car, and went straight to the Sichuan restaurant back then—the two of them were very hungry, and when the food came, they just devoured it.

After several dishes were finished, Xuewei wanted to add more dishes, but after looking through it, she found that there was already a dish added to the menu.

"Braised beef noodles".

"Hey, now we have this noodle, do you want it?" Xuewei asked.

Wen Man raised his amorous peach blossom eyes, and leaned over to watch with him. As soon as he leaned over, Xuewei even breathed with human burden, and he said uncomfortably: "I ate...almost full , if you want to eat, I can accompany you to eat some."

"Then order a bowl. The two of us will eat." Wen Man said, his expression was casual and natural.

"Oh... good." Xuewei muttered softly.

The waiter went down again.

Wen Man was still looking at the menu, with a smile on his lips: "Maybe it's because we were four years ago, and now we have more noodles."

"Um……"

Wen Man seemed very happy, he smiled there, and the eyes of this beautiful man became more tender and affectionate: "It seems like we were together four years ago."

Xuewei bit her chopsticks, her face burned again.

A bowl of hot beef noodles was brought up, and inside lay a fried egg that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and the bowl of noodles. Man moved the chair closer, and ate head to head with him, with a chopstick for you and a chopstick for me.

Xuewei concentrated on eating the noodles, took a sip of the noodle soup, her snow-white cheeks puffed up, Wen Man slightly turned sideways, and kissed him on the cheek.

Xuewei was so frightened that she immediately swallowed the soup, and then realized that she had nothing to be afraid of, so he immediately counterattacked, and kissed him on the face.

"Little friend, wipe your mouth." Wen Man touched his face - Xuewei kissed him lightly.

Xuewei felt very happy. Over the years, it was rare for her to be continuously happy.

After dinner, the two of them returned to the station again and drove back to Berlin.

The car back this time was late, and they waited an extra hour, but fortunately, it was not too late when they arrived, and Wen Man could still catch the plane, but there was no time to say goodbye—the driver had already packed the luggage. Yes, wait for them at the station entrance, and then drive to the airport.

This time the driver was a member of the team. After getting on the bus, the driver reminded: "Team Wen, there is no confidential information from the competition committee. The media has already squatted at the airport and is going to ask you about the cold weather. Do you need to avoid it?" ?”

Wen Man said, "It's fine."

Hearing this, the driver looked a little worried, but he didn't say anything, and just continued driving.

Xuewei followed Wen Man in the backseat, then secretly handed him her hand, and the two held their fingertips tightly together.

The parting came more unexpectedly than he thought, but when he thought about it carefully, he had already prepared for it.

The navigation broadcasts the distance to the destination, and the number showing the distance is slowly shrinking.

Wen Man stared at the scenery outside, and said in a low voice, "Little friend, I'm leaving."

"Yeah." Xuewei was a little embarrassed, but he still handed him his hand to hold it, not wanting to move warmly, he whispered: "You've gone back... you can still make a phone call."

Wen Man laughed, and the white steam he exhaled dispersed in the air.

"OK."

The driver parked the car and looked around first—Yuji hadn't found them yet, but they were probably coming soon, he urged in a low voice: "Team Wen, we might have to hurry up."

"it is good."

Wen Man let go of Xuewei's hand, pushed the door and got out of the car, and the driver got out of the car to help carry the luggage.

There was a commotion in the distance.

"There! He's coming! Go and ask!"

Chinese, English, and German were mixed together again and rushed in. Wen Man glanced out, and then looked down into the car.

Xue moved slightly, and was about to get up: "I... why don't I accompany you down, or at least take you on the plane."

"No need, it's cold outside, you go back properly, don't catch a cold." Wen Man said as he took off his scarf, leaned into the car - Xuewei thought he was going to wrap himself up, and just He leaned over, but saw that Wen Man didn't make any follow-up actions. He just pulled off his scarf to block his face under the media lights.

Then, under cover, she tilted her head and kissed his lips gently.

This kiss is so superficial, it goes and stays very quickly.

The flickering lights became intense in an instant, and the media shutters outside were going crazy.

"Damn!!! This is the fucking exclusive!! What's the point of retiring! Who is in Wenman's car! Damn!!! Wenman is in a relationship??"

"I rely on me rely on me!!!"

Amidst the lights and noise, Wen Man bent his eyes and smiled at him: "Honey, I'm leaving."