Please stop your ripping off

Xie Zeyan's eyes darkened.

I don't know if this little brat is too unguarded, but he can agree to such words.

He raised his hand and tapped Xu Zhao's head moderately: "Is it possible to agree to such words casually?"

The corners of Xu Zhao's eyes turned red, and he rubbed his ears, "Because... because you said it, I will agree."

Xie Zeyan was stunned for a moment.

A corner of the bottom of my heart seemed to be scratched by a feather, and it was itchy.

He took a light breath and calmed down.

"Then owe it first, and make it up when there are fewer people." Xie Zeyan said softly.

The distance between the two was extremely close, and Xu Zhao could even smell the pleasant smell of shower gel on his body with his shallow breath falling on the ears.

Do you wait until there are fewer people to kiss...

He blinked, nodded slightly, and was so shy that he pinched the scarf to cover his entire face.

The time agreed with the photographer was relatively early. Even the youth trainees who were used to getting up early couldn't restrain their drowsiness after a short period of excitement, and fell asleep drowsily.

After wandering for two hours, the bus finally arrived at its destination.

There are quite a few teams who have made an appointment to take promotional photos today, and the studio is very busy.Feng Yi shuttled through the crowd, found the team he was familiar with, and dragged the headless QW people into the dressing room one by one.

Xie Nanfeng was so sleepy that he was dragged into the dressing room by Liuliu wearing a blindfold all the way. According to Feng Yi's words, the scene looked like a corpse.

"There are a lot of familiar faces." Feng Shi stretched out his fat hands and rubbed his eyes, looking around, "AWM's grandson, Pipi, and AP's Sui Nian, why are these guys here?"

"I guess they are also bringing in new players. I heard that AP is in a mess and can't do it now. Yesterday Sui Nian told me that the coco people went to their manager, saying that they wanted to join the team at their own expense, and Sui Nian was so mad. To be honest, I thought they were a garbage dump, they wanted everything."

When Lao Shan mentioned this, he found it amusing.

Xie Zeyan followed behind them, and when he heard the movement, he looked towards the crowd.

Almost the moment he appeared, the restless scene was eerily quiet for a moment.

The young man with pale eyes is particularly eye-catching among this group of rough-skinned youths. Just his fair to somewhat sickly skin is enough to arouse the envy of many people, not to mention his tall and tall body. Stunning scenery.

Two seconds later, low voices of discussion sounded.

"Fuck...is this the QW youth training?"

"Are you telling me that this is youth training? They've abducted trainees from some entertainment company, right?"

"QW really deserves to be responsible for the beauty. Having a lamb is enough to make people envious. Here comes another one. Tsk tsk tsk. When I can have this face, I won't be afraid of losing fans."

Their voices were not low, and the few people walking in the front could hear them clearly.

Feng Shi proudly puffed out his chest, accepting all their compliments.

next second.

"Look at that fat man, he's quite proud, not a compliment."

"Sui Nian, I'll fuck you!" Feng Shi yelled at the man.

After scolding, he calmed down, and hooked his hand at Xie Zeyan, "Zeyan, you need to understand this wave of idiots a little bit, they are all veteran players in China, if they play in the World Championship in the future, they will be more or less happy." They will meet at least once, and it is not a disadvantage to have a good relationship with them."

Xie Ze agreed.

Before joining the team, he probably knew something about the situation. He was not as familiar as Feng Shi and the others, and he could still recognize everyone.

When his gaze inadvertently crossed the corner, Xie Zeyan narrowed his eyes and saw a very uncomfortable figure.

Standing next to AP captain Suinian was a fat man who was Tsuruma who made the young master cry some time ago. He was talking to the person next to him with a smile on his face, looking like he deserved a beating.

He stayed for a while, and Xu Zhao, who had gone far away, took two steps back, raised his hand and tugged at the corner of his clothes, "Why don't you leave?"

Xie Zeyan quietly moved to the side, blocking He Jian's figure, "It's okay, I met an acquaintance."

"Would you like to say hello then?"

"No need, I don't have a good relationship with him."

Xie Zeyan carried him away, and before leaving, he glanced at the crane lightly, and swore in his heart that if he met this fat man again on the field, he would definitely beat him until he cried and called his mother.

The youth trainees in the dressing room sat in a row early and waited for the makeup artist to toss, and the customized team uniforms hung on the chairs behind them.

I usually don't pay much attention to it, but now that so many identical clothes appear in the same room, the scene seems a bit shocking.

"This is yours." Feng Yi handed the clothes to Xie Zeyan, looked at his face, and hissed, "You and the young master don't put on makeup, I think you two are in good shape."

Liuliu next to him was dissatisfied and said, "I don't want to melt either! It's too uncomfortable to have this stuff on my face!"

Feng Yi hated iron but steel: "You don't even look at your pimples, ten layers of powder may not be able to cover them up, why don't you melt them? Go ahead and dream."

Liuliu sat back in her original position with her mouth pursed after being given a harsh meal.

Feng Shi, who originally had the same idea, watched him being scolded, and withdrew his idea secretly, and let the makeup artist toss.

After all, it is a promotional photo, so we must be more serious in all aspects.

Although Xie Zeyan didn't wear make-up, but the photographer disliked his lack of complexion, so he asked someone to put on blush, so he held up the camera very satisfied.

"Come, come, stand in the middle, yes, look at the camera..."

The single photo went very smoothly. Under the guidance of a professional photographer, the shooting was completed in less than half an hour, and the finished product is also very good.

After taking pictures of himself, Xie Zeyan went to the dressing room.

The phone in his pocket was vibrating continuously just now, as if something urgent had happened.

He logged into Ares' account and saw a message from a certain volleyball teammate.

[moon]: God A!Have you played games with a certain young master recently?

[moon]: I see someone on the forum got into an argument because of you.

[moon]: What are you talking about... You have an improper relationship with him, and you also said that a certain young master stepped on two boats...

Xie Zeyan frowned slightly.

How can this be noisy?

[Ares]: What's going on?

The other party quickly sent a link.

The person who posted on the forum seems to be his game friend, who belongs to the kind of relationship that can watch the game. He recorded the game game with the young master two days ago. After some editing, it seems that the relationship between the two is particularly ambiguous.

Xie Zeyan was used to giving him all the good things, so he didn't pay much attention when playing high-end rounds. After all, he couldn't recognize the person without the mic on. It wasn't until someone edited it that someone discovered the clue.

[?No, a certain young master has always been the favorite of the group, no matter how you play games with anyone, you will give him good equipment]

[People look good-looking, if you want to have such a face, you don't have to do anything to have the equipment delivered to your door]

[Laughing to death, let alone a licking dog, but also a big boss, both of them have A at the beginning of their ID, so it is clear that they can't get along with A? ]

[Tsk tsk tsk, I'm really on two boats]

[Popular anchors are amazing, someone will post them without doing anything, old vase, no strength at all]

Xie Zeyan looked at the comments below with her head propped up.

I didn't feel much about what I said about him earlier, the main thing was the last sentence.

vase?

He has a real name on the forum, and he usually uses a trumpet when browsing, but now he doesn't even bother to change the trumpet, he tapped a few times with his fingertips, and replied directly after the last comment.

[Ares]: It’s not up to you to say whether he has strength or not, just wait and see

Soon, there were countless comments from fans below.

[? ? ? God? ? ? ]

[Grass, this post is amazing, it attracted this father]

[A god sticker!Don't like the young master, like me, I'm also pretty! ]

But in just 3 minutes, the number of replies to the post exceeded a thousand.

The name Ares alone has enough popularity in China, not to mention that in the PUBG forum, a considerable number of players are fans of this mysterious god.

Moon was stunned. He didn't expect that the lord would end up with a big name. He was originally on the cusp of the storm and was contested by countless professional teams. At this time, he would definitely cause trouble if he quarreled with others because of such trivial matters. of.

[moon]: Dad! ! !Don't end up with a tuba!

[moon]: You are a favorite, I don’t know how many people miss you, what if you leave a message casually, what if you get caught?

Xie Zeyan was indifferent.

His account is encrypted, no matter how curious those people are, they don't have that ability.

Just as he continued to reply to the news, a pleasant fragrance broke into his nostrils.

"Brother Yan." Xu Zhao poked his head out from behind him, "We're going to take a group photo, shall we go there?"

Xie Zeyan's fingertips trembled violently and turned off the screen.

He looked at Xu Zhao hesitantly, feeling a little apprehensive in his heart.

It should be... didn't you see it?

Xu Zhao blinked: "What's wrong? Aren't you leaving?"

Xie Zeyan got up, put the phone in his pocket, and pretended to be nonchalant: "It's okay, let's go there."

He walked outside, completely unaware that Xu Zhao, who was following behind him, frowned slightly.

Xu Zhao recalled his obviously guilty action just now.

I always feel... Brother Yan is hiding something from him.

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Editing will be more frequent tonight, basically to catch bugs, don’t worry about it