Please stop your ripping off

The temperature in Los Angeles in the early morning is very low. The fierce cold air from the north is mixed with the cold wind, and it hurts like a knife blade on the skin.

From the temperature of more than 20 degrees to below zero, but only a few hours later, I didn't feel it so obvious in the car. It wasn't until I got out of the car that the icy wind succeeded in comforting the group of people in unlined clothes. Lesson learned.

After getting off the high-speed rail, before taking two steps, Xu Zhao couldn't hold back and sneezed.

He raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose, which was a little red from the cold, and gathered up his collar.

The man in suit and leather shoes behind him picked up his coat and was about to put it on him, but Xu Zhao squinted and avoided it.

"I don't wear it." He said coldly.

The assistant obviously expected his words, and said directly: "Your physical condition also needs to be reported to the general manager. If you are sick, the general manager may send someone to pick you up soon."

Xu Zhao gritted his teeth.

His father was indeed a man who could do that kind of thing.

"I'll do it myself." He took the clothes from the assistant's hand, and didn't like the man who was sent to monitor him.

The assistant nodded, pulled the suitcase, and followed behind him.

Xu Zhao suppressed the impatience in his heart, and took a quick step.

Los Angeles is a small town on the [-]th line, so the train station is naturally not as good as the first line. Even the ground is full of potholes. It seems that it is because it rained last night, and it looks a little damp. It smells like rain mixed with dust. bad smell.

When he got to the exit, Xu Zhao looked at the still gloomy sky, and his eyes fell on the assistant behind him.

"The hotel has been booked. It's just next door to the event venue. I'm afraid you're not used to the three-star commercial suites specially booked. It's the most high-end hotel here." The assistant pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, "The driver is at the door, please tell me I come."

"You go first, I have something to do."

Xu Zhao said so.

The assistant frowned slightly, obviously disapproving: "Then I will wait here with you."

"If I tell you to go there, just go there for me. I'm such a big person and I can't lose it here. Don't make it feel like you can't live without me." Xu Zhao's tone was full of impatience.

The assistant could naturally hear that he was angry, hesitated for a moment, and finally agreed.

Seeing the low-key black car gradually go away, Xu Zhao's expression looked better.

He took out his phone and clicked on the familiar profile picture.

【biu】: I'm at the exit.

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Xie Zeyan was still in the taxi when he received the news.

Last night when he heard that the young master would come, he was afraid that it would be inconvenient for him to be unfamiliar with the place, so he specifically proposed to pick him up.

The young master did not reply for a long time after receiving that message.

He thought that the other party didn't want to meet him, so he didn't continue to ask.

After all, as a netizen, it is normal to be wary.

It wasn't until the next morning that the train number and estimated arrival time were sent. One can imagine how long the other party struggled.

Xie Zeyan yawned lazily, leaning against the window and looking at the train station not far away.

We are finally meeting...

The car soon stopped near the exit.

Xie Zeyan got out of the car, greeted the driver, master, then closed the door and walked not far away.

The train station in Los Angeles is not big, and the exit is just a small door. There are several old men driving tricycles standing at the door, shouting and soliciting customers.

The passers-by in a hurry were obviously very skilled, waving their hands and passing by them, and they didn't even stay in their eyes for a moment.

But in the crowd, there is a figure that is different.

Xu Zhao didn't expect that he would be directly surrounded by people just by standing here.

"Young man, are you going to Makino?"

"West Station West Station, my car goes straight to West Station, 25 alone, let's go."

"Going to Luohe? Where are you going? My car can go anywhere."

Xu Zhao was surrounded by men who spoke a single dialect, and all kinds of incomprehensible place names filled his ears, which made him very uncomfortable.

Xu Zhao waved his hand: "Well, no need... I have a friend to pick it up."

The old men obviously refused to give up this good opportunity to solicit customers, perhaps because they saw that the child was well-behaved and easy to talk, so they opened their mouths directly.

"You've been standing here for such a long time, why will your friend come? Come, come, let me send you there. Where are you going?"

After all, he raised his hand to pull Xu Zhao's clothes.

Xu Zhao was taken aback by this sudden movement, and ran away in a panic, but he didn't expect to bump into someone when he took half a step back.

There was a burst of warmth from the back, and the clear mint smell suddenly broke into the nostrils.

Xu Zhao froze.

"Feel sorry!"

After reacting, he subconsciously apologized. Just as he was about to avoid it, a sentence came slowly from his ear.

"Gentlemen, I'm here. He's with me, so you don't need to send him off."

Xie Zeyan's voice was a little loose, and he looked at the person who ran into his arms, and smiled: "Master, you are really not good at rejecting others."

The silver-white hair of the man in his arms fluttered in the breeze. The young man's skin was very fair, revealing a faint noble temperament. He was looking at him with those big eyes at this time, and the distance between the two was very close. You can see his slightly trembling eyelashes clearly.

It was because of this highly recognizable hair and exquisite appearance that Xie Zeyan recognized him in the crowd.

Xie Zeyan looked at the young man who was close at hand, and could smell the pleasant smell emanating from the other party.

Ok……

It's actually cuter than imagined.

Xu Zhao blinked, but didn't seem to react.

After a while, he tentatively whispered: "A...xxx?"

It's a bit shameful to have the screen name read out, and Xie Zeyan didn't expect that he had always been this code name in this heart, and he was a little helpless.

"Don't call me by your net name, it's embarrassing."

He turned his head and raised his chin towards the taxi not far away, "The car is over there, let's go."

Xu Zhao responded softly and followed his footsteps.

Walking behind, Xu Zhao still couldn't hold back, carefully raised his eyes to observe the person in front of him.

He is about half a head taller than himself, with deep and clean eyebrows, and his facial features are even more stunning than what he saw online. He has a faint feeling of laziness, but it is particularly reassuring.

This is the first time I have met friends online.

Xu Zhao recalled the warmth on his back and the mint aroma that intruded into his breath just now, feeling a little embarrassed, he raised his hand and pinched his burning ears.

This little move was quickly noticed by Xie Zeyan.

He turned his eyes sideways: "Is it cold? Your ears are red, do you want to give you the scarf?"

After that, he raised his hand, as if planning to take off the scarf.

Xu Zhao was stunned.

"No, nothing!" Xu Zhao explained in a panic, "It's not because of the cold..."

Xie Zeyan raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the wolf cub-like young man in front of him leisurely. Originally, his ears were only a little red, but when he said this, his cheeks immediately became red.

Kind of shy.

He pursed his lips calmly, and opened the car door, allowing Xu Zhao to sit in first.

"Let's take you to the hotel first. Where's your luggage?" Xie Zeyan walked around to the other side and sat beside him.

Xu Zhao was a little cautious: "The assistant took it away, can I not go to the hotel? I... don't really want to go back for the time being."

Xie Zeyan thought about it.

"I don't want to go back, so let's go to the venue first. When I passed by today, I saw someone checking the equipment there. I'll take you there first to get acquainted with it." He suggested.

Xu Zhao nodded.

"The match should start at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning. I feel that you need to get familiar with other referees in advance." Xie Zeyan asked, "There are quite a lot of people here this time, probably thousands."

Logically speaking, the general team would only select the youth training through registration and screening, and then eliminate them batch by batch, and only those who passed could truly become the team's youth training.

But such a method is time-consuming and labor-intensive, so the top teams thought of a once-and-for-all method of holding team trials, gathering everyone together, and only those who won in the end were eligible to become members of the youth training.

Xu Zhao responded softly: "One thousand three hundred and twenty four people, half of them should be cleared today. The venue can't accommodate, and many people are competing online."

"Ah...that's quite a lot." Xie Zeyan leaned on the back seat of the car, "Master, please go to the hotel next to the business center."

Hearing that the person beside him gave out the address with ease, Xu Zhao slightly pursed his lower lip, and unconsciously tightened his hands on his lap.

Different from his own rigidity, Xie Zeyan seems to be as intimate as an ordinary friend, and his attitude makes people feel very comfortable.

Compared with him, is he too blunt?

Xu Zhao was a little worried in his heart. He carefully glanced at Xie Zeyan beside him, but he didn't expect that the other party was also watching him.

The eyes of the two met in mid-air.

Xie Zeyan frowned.

Of course he could feel that when he first met the young master, the other party seemed to be a little wary, and he was cautious all over his body.

Rather than being on guard, it would be better to say...

He didn't know how to get along with himself.

Like a small animal that has just stepped out of its comfort zone, it is sniffing the surrounding environment, trying to make itself take that step.

"How about it, isn't it more handsome than the studio?" Xie Zeyan half-jokingly asked, trying to ease the atmosphere.

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, Xu Zhao's beautiful eyes widened suddenly, and he almost avoided his sight as if evading.

Xie Zeyan froze.

He stretched out his hand to rest his forehead, thinking when did he lose his mind.

The young master was already shy enough, but he still teased him by saying such things.

"I'm sorry, I don't talk very intelligently, just don't take it to heart." Xie Zeyan reluctantly found a step down for himself.

The person beside him lifted his collar up, as if trying to hide himself.

After a while, there was a slight answer in the quiet carriage.

Xu Zhao's voice was too low to be heard: "Don't be embarrassed...you are indeed better-looking than the live broadcast room."

Xie Zeyan didn't expect to get an answer, and looked back at him, with something unknown in his deep eyes.

Gee.

It's really cute.