I heard someone wants to raise me

"Who are you? Who let him in, don't you know that outsiders can't enter the training room?"

Jing Xiuzhu was trained bloody by him, and deliberately played tricks and said: "I'm not an outsider."

Hu Lijin was about to explode when he heard that, "Aren't you an outsider? Then you mean an insider? Jing Xiuzhu, you are really shameless."

Jing Xiuzhu: "..."

Ning Jianjing's face darkened in an instant, and his cool voice carried a hint of threat: "Manager Hu."

Hu Lijin stretched out his hand to stop him without looking back: "Don't talk yet."

Jing Xiuzhu smiled: "Little vixen, you will regret it if you don't let him talk again."

"Regret? What regrets do I have?" Hu Lijin turned around, looked Ning Jianjing up and down, "You don't learn well at a young age, and it's so fun to learn how to be a financial supporter? It's so fun to take care of others? Stand up or not?" Lang Yang, who can say anything! It's just too outrageous!"

The people who eat melons mourned for Hu Lijin for 3 minutes.

Jing Xiuzhu raised his head to look at Ning Jianjing, and found that his complexion had reached the point where it could no longer be ugly, so he mercifully reminded him.

"All right, all right, this is the team boss."

"Give me less..." Hu Lijin was dumbfounded as soon as he stopped talking, "Boss, boss?!"

Jing Xiuzhu nodded.

Liar, so young?The team boss isn't... wait?

The real boss of the team seems to be a bit young.

Ning Jian Jingpi smiled and asked, "Have you scolded enough?"

Hu Lijin shook his head frantically, almost crying and apologizing, "Stop scolding..."

"Why don't you scold me?"

Ning Jianjing smiled inexplicably, but turned around without saying anything, and Hu Lijin felt a chill down his spine at the last look.

Hu Lijin was about to kneel in panic, and asked Jing Xiuzhu with a painful face: "Why didn't you tell me earlier! Are you still human!"

Jing Xiuzhu raised the corners of his eyebrows, hissed like a toothache, and said, "Think about it carefully, did I remind you?"

Hu Lijin thought about it...it seems that there is...but that is also called a reminder?

It's obvious to dig a hole for him to let him dance!

"Go to hell, you shameless old thing." Hu Lijin gritted his teeth bitterly, wishing to tear him up and gnaw him clean.

Jing Xiuzhu looked helpless: "Think about how to apologize to the boss. He has a bad memory and a top-notch grudge. Be careful and get fired the first day you come back from vacation."

Hu Lijin was instantly discouraged. During the few seconds when he was downcast, he didn't want to scold others anymore, he wanted to die suddenly.

"Jing Xiuzhu, is the boss in a good temper? Will my apology help?"

Jing Xiuzhu thought for a while and said, "You think he is me?"

Hu Lijin was silent for a long time, and said as if death was at home: "...I think I'd better deal with your financial sponsors first, and then report your resignation directly when you come back."

"Oh, Captain Jing, take a look!"

Jing Xiuzhu was taken aback by Xiao Song, his eyebrows twitched, "What are you looking at?"

Xiao Song whispered, "Weibo, you're on the trending list."

Jing Xiuzhu walked back to the computer, opened Weibo in twos and twos, and then saw that he was standing at the top of the hot search list.

#Jingxiu Bamboo Gold Master#

#Who is the gold master of Jing Xiuzhu#

He pulled down, and the captains of the big teams jumped into the water like flies that smelled the smell, and kicked him one by one to vent their hatred.

Lin Feng: Oh, Captain Jing, coming out live, he's a werewolf.

Yao Mengke: Come, let me see who this is. Could it be one of you who was ridiculed by him again to take revenge? This trick is cruel, and I will use it next time.

Zhang Feng: Fuck what Lao Yao said is right, write it down.

Hua Mu: What's the matter with Team Jing, it's just that we broke the dream of six consecutive championships. There's no need to be so depressed that you have to sell your body. It's not worth it. Next season will be a big deal for you, cheer up.

Looking at it all the way, Hu Lijin was about to have a cerebral hemorrhage.

He turned his head and gave Jing Xiuzhu a hard look, "Captain Jing, you are so popular."

Jing Xiuzhu accepted all comers: "Thank you, thank you."

"..."

The senior brother leaned against Xiao Song's computer and watched it for a while, and said, "It's a good thing they complained so much, but turned the incident of Team Jing, the gold master, into a joke."

Hu Lijin hummed and said yes, then turned his head and told Jing Xiuzhu: "Don't respond, let it cool down slowly...fuck."

Jing Xiuzhu's fingertips barely left the keyboard.

He just posted the first Weibo since he registered on Weibo.

Jing Xiuzhu: What's the matter?envious?

next second.

Xiao Song screamed: "Manager Hu!"

**

Ning Jianjing sat in the office, chatted with someone bored for a while, with his legs resting comfortably on the desk, fiddled with his phone twice, and suddenly cut out a video.

The camera was firmly facing a man, his face was slightly pale, and his face was so low and serious that he had never seen it before.

Seen from the camera, he is not as good-looking as he is, and looks a little lacklustre.

Ning Jianjing got up and poured himself a glass of milk to warm it up, brought it back and sat reclined on the chair, watching the video with his head propped up.

"The FRG team failed even tragically against relatively weak opponents, and the advance in the points match led to the defeat in the semi-finals..."

Ning Jianjing tapped the rim of the cup with his fingertips, but his eyes kept falling on Jing Xiuzhu's face, he seemed indifferent to those sharp slanders and sarcasms.

No matter what the reporter said, they all accepted it.

Jing Xiuzhu pressed one hand on the microphone, his brows and eyes drooped slightly, his slender eyes were like curved peach petals, against the bloodless face, there was a morbid beauty.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the reporters just listened quietly. Some anxiously threw away all the questions they had prepared, and directly began to vent their personal emotions, asking Jing Xiuzhu why he lost!

FRG should continue the glorious tradition and sweep the monopoly championship in the professional circle. We like you so much, how can you lose!

Are you sorry for us!

Jing Xiuzhu didn't say much, and he didn't defend himself. He said such and such reasons, but leaned slightly to accept all the responsibilities.

FRG didn't win the championship, and if they lose, they lose. There is nothing to justify.

Ning Jianjing "tsk" and was about to turn off the video boringly, but the moment his fingertips touched the screen, Jing Xiuzhu happened to raise his eyes, looking straight through the screen, and bumped into his eyes.

"Is it over?" Jing Xiuzhu raised his eyes, and coolly glanced at the crowd, "What can I say?"

The reporters all pointed their microphones at him, like the muzzle of a gun, waiting for him to tearfully admit his mistakes, and if he couldn't say anything that satisfied them, they would shoot from the inside.

delay him.

"First, everyone is very strong. Maybe you don't understand enough. In this professional circle, no one can always stand as the champion, and of course no one will always lose."

The reporter immediately asked: "Then do you have anything to say about the loss in this match? Obviously Song had a chance to win the last two heads in the second round."

Song is the role of Xiao Song.

Jing Xiuzhu looked at the reporter who asked the question and sneered, "Are you serious?"

When the reporter asked him back, he was momentarily stunned and didn't answer the question.

Jing Xiuzhu didn't wait for him to answer, he opened his mouth directly and added a few more sentences.

"Faced with the siege of three top players, you let him use two bullets to get two head points? It doesn't matter if you don't know how to refrigerate, but before you criticize, at least check whether it is a refrigerator. If it is a washing machine, You let him cool down too?"

The reporter turned blue from being choked by him, and said unconvinced: "Then do you think there is any problem with your command? Where are you as a teammate in the last situation like song? Did you underestimate the enemy because you swept the professional circle all the way?" Woolen cloth."

Jing Xiuzhu said: "You can ask Laohua about this, see if he thinks he is a rookie, because I underestimated the enemy and he picked up the omission and won the championship."

Ning Jianjing tapped the screen with his fingertips, and smiled inexplicably, "Jing Xiuzhu, why haven't you been beaten to death by them yet?"

The voice in the camera continued, Jing Xiuzhu said: "I'm not a god, and I can't guarantee that I will win every game, because there will be more and more talented people in this professional circle, and there are also many very talented but People who have been unable to win the championship leave, if you judge whether a team works hard by winning or losing, it is not objective."

"FRG played games and went all out in every game. As the captain, I guarantee that no one will underestimate the enemy just because they hold the championship. This is the respect for FRG and the opponent."

Jing Xiuzhu raised his eyes and looked straight at the camera, not knowing who he was responding to.

Ning Jianjing met his eyes again, his heart trembled suddenly, his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and then quickly relaxed.

Someone in the video couldn't hold back any longer, and raised his voice and said, "But what about the fans? They support you so much, won't they be sad if you lose the game? Don't you care about the feelings of the fans?"

Jing Xiuzhu said: "First, the championship has always been our goal. Losing the game will only make us more aware of our shortcomings and work harder. As for crying and rushing to put ourselves on a trumped-up charge to win the world Sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't think about it."

Ning Jianjing lowered his eyes, drank all the milk in the glass, and was about to get up when he heard someone knock on the office door.

He went to open the door.

Chen Xin stood in the corridor with a cat basket, and said with a smile, "Mr. Ning, this is your cat. It was brought in by a sister outside just now."

Ning Jianjing's eyebrows softened, and he stretched out his hand to open the cat basket. A snow-white cat with blue eyes obediently jumped onto his arm, licked his fingers, and nestled comfortably.

Chen Xin looked at the cat salivatingly, "President Ning, can I pet it?"

"It has a bad temper and will scratch you if you touch it."

Chen Xin withdrew her hand reluctantly.

"I lied to you."

"..." Chen Xin rolled her eyes silently in her heart, then rubbed her hands and carefully scratched its back, feeling that it was comfortably shrinking back into Ning Jianjing's arms, her heart almost melted.

"Boss, does it have a name?"

At this time, a tall woman with an indifferent face came up from downstairs, turned her head suddenly at the corner of the stairs, and glanced at them.

Ning Jianjing hugged the cat, and asked unintentionally, "Who is she?"

Chen Xin hurriedly said: "She is the team doctor, her surname is Miao."

Team doctor?

"Is someone in the team sick?" Ning Jianjing asked.

Chen Xin hurriedly said: "Ah, no, no, team doctors are assigned by every team. Outsiders see them just playing games, as if they are just playing. In fact, it is very hard work. Psychologically, there are anxiety, high nervousness and so on. , The physical consumption is also great, Coach Lin retired because of a hand injury before."

Ning Jian nodded, but Jing Xiuzhu's face that was so pale that he was about to die suddenly appeared in his mind for no reason.

"How is your team Jing?" Ning Jianjing asked.

Chen Xin's eyes lit up instantly, here she comes, she cares about her ex-boyfriend!

Sure enough, it is a broken mirror reunion, and there are countless loves in my heart, I am sorry to say it directly!Tsundere self-cultivation!

Chen Xin concealed the excitement in his heart, and said with hints: "I don't know if Captain Jing is in good health, but his complexion is so bad every day, and he must be depressed because of something in his heart. I think he may not be able to forget something. People, I want that person to come back to me."

Ning Jianjing was thoughtful: "That person?"

The author has something to say: Chen Xin, an assist with an open mind