[Liu Xu] Beijing Youth

Going to the balcony to help choose dishes, Liu Xiaobie chatted with his father for a while, and after a while he talked about reasons, went out to the balcony and secretly glanced at Xu Bin while making a phone call.Liu Ma is a capable middle-aged woman, she doesn't talk much, she looks quite serious, but she doesn't hate talking to the gentle Xu Bin, when she saw Liu Xiaobie approaching, she raised her face and asked him, "Is this your colleague?"

Liu Xiaobie hurriedly answered with a smile, "Hey, my friend is also a colleague and a roommate, haha."

Liu Ma gave a rare smile, lowered her head and said kindly to Xu Bin: "Just now I said that you are a foreigner, it is not easy to work here, you can come and sit more when you have time."

Xu Bin smiled and nodded, "Hey, thank you, Auntie."

Liu Xiaobie, who was standing as the hands-free shopkeeper, was dazzled by his smile, couldn't help throwing his phone away and rushed over to join the army of food pickers, and was quickly chased away by his mother.

"Go to the kitchen and chop up the octopus. Go, your dad will read nonsense if he doesn't do business. You can't learn from him."

Liu Xiaobie shrugged, got up and went to the kitchen battlefield.

After the meal, all of them sat in the room chatting with nothing to do, the people in the Beijing-Tianjin area chattered endlessly, Xu Bin was led by Liu Xiaobie and his father who knew astronomy and geography, happily Kanted all afternoon.Halfway through the conversation about European football, when Xu Bin heard that Liu Xiaobie's father was supporting a team with him, he almost squatted on the coffee table excitedly; into the sofa opposite.

Liu Xiaobie's mother ate melon seeds and smiled to see the atmosphere was cold and hot, and pushed Liu Xiaobie.

"Go get some tea."

Liu Xiaobie curled his lips, raised his hand to snatch a few melon seeds from his mother, and then went.

At night, Liu's parents stayed with Xu Bin to stay overnight before leaving. The kindness was unresolvable. He took a warm bath and lay down under the quilt, tossing and turning a few times. Thinking it was too early to fall asleep, he got up in the dark and turned on the TV.Suddenly someone knocked on the door, he thought it was Liu Xiaobie's mother coming over for business, he agreed to open it, but found out that it was Liu Xiaobie.The man hugged the pillow with a nervous expression on his face, and tapped his lips with his index finger several times to signal him to keep silent.

He let the man in like a thief and closed the door, asking him, "What are you doing?"

Liu Xiaobie glared at him: "You ask the question knowingly."

Xu Bin sneered: "Unexpectedly, the master swordsman couldn't sleep alone at night, so he had to come out to warm the bed for comfort?"

Liu Xiaobie had long been used to being ridiculed by him, so he rubbed his pillow against the edge of the bed without moving, and fell down with the pillow, letting out a satisfied sigh.

"Ah, fuck, it's comfortable."

The bed itself was a double bed, too big for one person to sleep on, so there was still room for more than one person beside Liu Xiaobie when he lay down.Xu Bin walked over and sat down, stepped on the edge of the bed with one foot, and changed several channels with the remote control.The person next to him was quiet for less than 5 minutes, when he suddenly stretched out his hand between his legs to make a fuss, and Xu Bin couldn't stand it just after being touched through his pajama pants, so he took the remote control and said, "Sleep."

Liu Xiaobie turned one eye to look at him, and said provocatively, "Tsk tsk, can you sleep?"

Xu Bin ignored him, turned off the TV and went to bed, turned over and faced outward.Liu Xiaobie was startled, he yelled a few times to no avail, then rubbed his foot against his butt: "Damn you really sleepy...hey..."

He really fell asleep like this.

Feeling depressed, Liu Xiaobie stretched out his hand and slowly turned the man over to look at him, and gradually fell into a dream.

When Xu Bin woke up the next morning, the man and his pillow were gone. If he hadn't met him in the bathroom in the morning, the man had glanced at him dissatisfiedly. A dream of his own last night.

On the way back, the All-Star Weekend announcement came in the WeChat group, and Liu Xiaobie was a little unhappy, but Xu Bin quickly changed the topic and talked about his family, and the atmosphere returned.Going back to the dormitory to look through the schedule, followed by half a year of arduous fighting, Liu Xiaobie hung on him and raised his hand to flip through a few pages, saying, "Hey... where are the All-Stars this time...Qingdao?"

"Ah."

"The temperature should be about the same." Liu Xiaobie counted with his fingers, "When I get back, I will start playing for half a year. I really don't have time."

Xu Bin turned his head to look at him: "What do you want to do when you have time?"

Liu Xiaobie patted him on the shoulder and stood up, only smiling but not speaking.

16.

During the All-Stars, I saw Yang Cong who I hadn't contacted for a long time.

Since Xu Bin's transfer, the last time the two met was during Chinese New Year last year.Xu Bin went to Yang Cong's house with the New Year's goods to sit all morning, and finally had a meal. When he left, the former captain sent the current first knight to the door, and stood on the side of the road chatting for almost half an hour.

"You are a freer person than anyone else." Yang Cong said at the end.The wind wasn't too strong that day, but it was cold. Xu Bin's hands were frozen, and it wasn't warm in his pockets. When Yang Cong sent him out, he only wore a down jacket over the sweater, which looked pretty cool. Cold, but repeatedly stubborn to finish the sentence.

The captain of [-] is actually more stubborn than anyone else.

But in their line of work, who can be less stubborn?Who can not want to win, only think about the glory of the peak?

"Xu Bin, you are more free than anyone else." Yang Cong looked at him seriously and repeated: "Your style of play belongs only to you, and all adjustments and adaptations are your own unique treasure. It might confuse you a little bit in the future, but you have to remember to be proud of them."

When he was on the intercity bus back to Beijing, he suddenly remembered this sentence again.

free.

Xu Bin never knew that Yang Cong thought of him that way.He had known this guy since the training camp. He was an assassin player, but his style of play was completely unorthodox. When he was first selected into the professional team, he was a fledgling, so nervous that his hands were sweating.Yang Cong stood at the door and watched them try out in PK mode. He walked in with his hands behind his back and looked around, finally settled in front of Xu Bin's computer, lowered his head and said, "Very good."

How important is the encouragement of seniors?Xu Bin felt that he could remember it forever.

Yang Cong is a mentor to him, and this will never change.He entered the professional team, studied tactics, and played for the second time. Yang Cong painted with oil-based pens in a group of people, saying that our new style of play needs to cooperate with each other, and Xu Bin and I cooperated.At that time, Xu Bin, who was still a stunned young man, was called out, and he stood up with a bang, and it was rare to feel his voice trembling.

"It's okay." Nuan Nuan, who was playing a cold job, laughed, "Xu Bin, you can do it."

And he did.

The first time, the second time, the third time....hundreds of times.He didn't think about anything, power rankings, popularity votes, these are things outside his body, he only has the game in his mind: to win, to win continuously, and then to become more reliable.Game after game, winter went to spring, and in a blink of an eye it was scorching summer again, the situation in the professional league was changing, Deng Fusheng retired, and the transfer window opened.

Yang Cong suddenly asked him: "Xu Bin, do you still want to go out and have a look?"

At that time, Xu Bin was standing in the shadow cast by the sun, and was suddenly fascinated.He tilted his head and thought for a while, then slightly nodded and said, "...I think so."

After hearing this, his captain stood up happily and patted him on the shoulder, saying to him, "You should go out and have a look, you are very powerful, and you can become even more powerful."

"Then maybe, one day you can go farther than us."

When the All-Stars met again, Xu Bin felt that Yang Cong hadn't changed much.In fact, he and his former captain didn't have many chances to have a long conversation. Yang Cong was neither reticent nor particularly fond of chatting with people.The Chinese New Year was a special case, and there was never a second time.Arriving at the All-Stars, Yang Cong walked towards him alone along the aisle, and the lights shone brightly on the ground, as if the summer sun more than a year ago.But when the two of them met and stood still, all their facial expressions and behaviors were just smiling and shaking hands with each other.

Between men and men, there is no need for a long story.

When he and Liu Xiaobie talked about Yang Cong, it was already the time when Xingxin lost to [-] away.They also had a game that day, and when they heard the news later, Liu Fei rushed to spread the word as soon as they got on the bus, saying, don’t you think that Team Yang wanted to step aside?What is he, already old?

Liu Xiaobie gave her a hard look, but Xu Bin laughed.

"That's right." He said, "Being a captain is like this."

Wang Jiexi had just gotten into the car, when he heard Xu Bin speak, he silently glanced in their direction, and then turned back to explain matters to the driver.After the conversation just now, Liu Xiaobie pursed his lips thoughtfully, and when the car gradually became quiet, he gently tugged on Xu Bin's sleeve and lowered his head to ask the man, "Captain Yang is planning to change his style?"

"It's hard to say." Xu Bin leaned his head sideways on the front seat, lowering his voice with a smile on his face: "I think it's rare for him to say such a thing. I'm afraid he has some tricks."

He believed that his judgment was correct, and Bai Shu's wonderful battle afterwards could prove it even more.After Tiny Herb's match was over, he leaned back on his chair and replayed the [-]-[-] Tyranny, against Hundred Flowers, against Thunder, and even against Zhaohua over and over again.

"Amazing..." He watched the wonderful performance of the tide protecting the scenery and praised him softly.

Really burning.

What he had never tried before, this man did.

Great, this is a really great player.

Xu Bin turned off the screen and leaned against the wall. It was getting late outside, and the light from a street lamp in the distance came in from the window and reflected on his cheeks.He held his chin and stared at a point on the wall that didn't exist. After a long time, he grinned silently.

"I really want to fight this guy."

he whispered.

Every game day in the professional league, qualitative and quantitative changes are silently occurring at the same time.