【Double Flower】Honeysuckle

In the evening, Zhang Jiale and Sun Zheping came to the door of the "quite satisfactory" house that the boss had spent the afternoon looking for.

"Why... I have the feeling that I suddenly became a migrant worker?" Carrying Sun Zheping's travel bag, Zhang Jiale looked up at the two-story building in front of him and sighed.

Sun Zheping didn't walk around this lonely and slightly old small building with emotion like Zhang Jiale did, he picked up his suitcase and walked in.Zhang Jiale pouted and followed in.

The boss was waiting at the main entrance of the small building. When he saw Sun Zheping and Zhang Jiale, his slightly greasy old face blushed slightly: "You guys are here. I don't have much time and I don't have much money. Renting this house... "

"Ah, it's okay." Sun Zheping nodded to the boss, "It's fine to live if you have some, will you lead the way?"

"Okay, okay." The boss gave Sun Zheping a grateful look, and wanted to take the trolley case in his hand, but Sun Zheping politely refused.So the somewhat frustrated boss led the two of them to wander around the small building:

"Look at this floor. In the future, there will be workplaces such as training grounds, offices, and meeting rooms. It doesn't matter if there is no computer. I will find someone to decorate it in two days."

"Canteen? Ah... this place is a bit small, there is no cafeteria... but there are quite a lot of snack bars outside, so it's quite convenient to go out and solve it... right?"

"It's been in disrepair for a long time? No, no, there's no dilapidated building written on the wall of this building. It's just that the movement should be quieter, and the building won't shake. Don't worry! What? The wall has fallen off? Oh, that's probably because the weather has been relatively cold recently. It's trendy haha..."

"The furnishing is a bit old, but it's not a problem. It's dusty and cleaned up, so you can live in it, right? The computer must be the latest. I'll move it in for you tomorrow. How about it? Just tell me what configuration you like, and I will definitely satisfy you. "

"In fact, the location here is pretty good. There is a bus stop 200 meters away, and you can get to a gymnasium in one stop by bus. Even if you need a stadium for the finals, you can hurry, right?"

"And the greenery outside is so good. Those newly built buildings are cold, how can they be full of life here, right? What do you say? Quiet amidst the noise! ​​Isn't this just quiet amidst the noise, right? "

Hearing the boss's praise of the dilapidated small building like a pigeon cage, Zhang Jiale pinched his eyebrows and couldn't help but ask, "Boss, you've said so much, where do we live?"

"Oh yes, yes, the place to live. The second floor is the dormitory. The place is a bit small, and there are only three rooms that can accommodate people. But three should be enough for the two of you, right? Each room has a bathroom." The boss said a little Feeling guilty, his eyes wandered from Zhang Jiale's collapsed face for a long time, and he slapped his forehead, "Oh! I forgot! The team still has to recruit people, look at my memory..."

"It doesn't matter, the team can start the game with six people." Sun Zheping found a piece of ground with a little less dust and put down the suitcase in his hand. "It doesn't matter if the team's starting conditions are poor, just two people can share one room."

With tears streaming down his face, the boss graciously picked up Sun Zheping's luggage, and trot towards the stairs: "Come, come, I'll take you upstairs to see the room."

"Boss, run slowly! The building is shaking! The building is shaking! I can feel it!" Zhang Jiale couldn't help but burst into tears.

"This is the team you're talking about?" Zhang's mother stood at the wooden stairs in the small building with her arms folded, squinting at Zhang Jiale, and directed Zhang's father to transport the big and small bags of luggage to the upstairs room: "You It took a year to mix something like this?"

"Oh my god, this is just a temporary residence at the very beginning. We will be able to participate in competitions at the beginning of the new season, and then we will have commercial income." Zhang Jiale depressedly carried Mama Zhang's handbag, and handed them to her mother one by one. She introduced the rooms in the building, and did not forget to argue a few words: "At any rate, I will start making money in the future, so don't discourage me like this."

Mother Zhang stretched out her hand and scratched Zhang Jiale's face: "I don't know what to do in this industry, isn't it just playing games? I really don't know what you young people are thinking. Maybe I can't keep up with the trend Already?." Her high-heeled shoes stepped on the cracked wooden floor with dry paint, and made a "de" sound: "I won't hit you, just don't regret it in the end."

Zhang Jiale lowered his head and rubbed his nose: "Don't worry, don't worry, you won't regret it."

Zhang's mother gave Zhang Jiale a funny look: "Walk, let's show my mother what kind of place you live in."

When Zhang Jiale accompanied Zhang's mother back to the room, Sun Zheping had already helped Zhang's father arrange Zhang Jiale's luggage.

"Mom, this is the eldest grandson. I will play games with him from now on." Zhang Jiale made a face at Sun Zheping, and then introduced to his mother.

"Hello, Auntie. My name is Sun Zheping. Please give me your advice when we meet for the first time." Sun Zheping nodded to Zhang's mother, and extended his hand politely to shake with Zhang's mother.Zhang's father on the one side was full of admiration for Sun Zheping, afraid that others would not see it, he patted him on the back, and glanced at Zhang Jiale with disgust: "Young man is very nimble, he does things in an orderly manner, and Knowing how to be polite, I don’t know how much more stable than our living treasure.”

"Dad!" Zhang Jiale protested loudly. Zhang's father looked unscrupulous, but Sun Zheping put his right hand on his mouth and couldn't help laughing.

Zhang's mother's gaze stayed on Sun Zheping for a while, then she suddenly laughed, holding Zhang Jiale's shoulders, and pushing him in front of Sun Zheping: "If that's the case, then my son must be disciplined by you."

"Mom! He's my teammate, not the coach!" Zhang Jiale struggled, but Sun Zheping put his hands on his shoulders at this moment, with a serious and reliable expression on his face, but a smile flickered in his eyes: " Don't worry, Auntie, I will."

Finally seeing off his parents, Zhang Jiale collapsed on the bed exhausted, howling: "Why!"

"Why?" Sun Zheping stood beside the bed with a cup of steaming scented tea, and cast a glance at Zhang Jiale inexplicably: "By the way, this is my bed, yours is on the opposite side."

"Understood!" Zhang Jiale sat up from the bed with a "thump", stretched out his hands to rake his hair, and looked at Sun Zheping with a flat mouth: "Are you usually very popular with the elders? Why do I feel like my parents just saw you this time?" I wish I could take you as my own son, but I'm like someone picked up from the road."

Sun Zheping smiled, sat down beside Zhang Jiale, and blew on the steam from the scented tea in the cup: "It's just that the rules at home are strict since I was a child, but after a long time, I will naturally know how to get in touch with people."

Zhang Jiale also didn't get up from Sun Zheping's bed, and pulled off the rubber bands on the crooked braids, and didn't tie up her hair again, but just let it loose, facing the summer breeze blowing in from the wide open window. Nuanfeng: "Strict rules? If this is the case, will your family let you out to play games?"

What answered him was the chirping of insects in the summer night.

Sun Zheping was silent.

Just when Zhang Jiale almost decided that he had asked the wrong question and was about to apologize, Sun Zheping suddenly spoke.

"Who can control what I want to do."

He looked down at the jasmine tea in the cup, so that Zhang Jiale couldn't see his expression clearly, but his tone was proud: "Since I have decided to play Glory, then I will definitely be the best Glory professional player .Nothing can stop me. If there is, then crush them all." He raised his eyes, turned his head to look at Zhang Jiale, with a wild smile on his face, as if the whole universe was in his chest at the moment: "Be with me?"

Zhang Jiale was stunned, and felt a surge of enthusiasm in his chest, as if the second season would start tomorrow, and the next moment he would be able to win the glory championship trophy.

"You...why do my parents think you are stable?" Zhang Jiale laughed softly, the moonlight outside the window shone through the shadows of the mottled trees on the window sill, and the restless chirping of insects seemed to become the cheers of the audience for a moment.

Being with someone who seems to own the whole world is like owning all the glory of this world.

No matter what, it's nothing to be crazy.

"Okay! Together with you!" Zhang Jiale reached out and clenched his fist, and lightly touched Sun Zheping's outstretched fist.

So solemn as if making a promise.

Early the next morning, Mo Chuchen also moved into the small building.

In an old building, the wall partitions are still made of thin wooden boards, and the sound insulation effect is really not very good.So Zhang Jiale, who was still lying on the bed, was unbearably disturbed by the sound of cleaning the room next door. After trying various methods such as covering his ears with his hands, burying his head under the blanket, and covering his head with a pillow, all of which failed, Zhang Jiale finally "teared up" Suddenly, with a mess of hair on his head, he sat up from the bed.

Zhang Jiale sat blankly under the quilt, looking around at the somewhat unfamiliar environment through his hazy eyes, and happened to see Sun Zheping come out with a toothbrush in his mouth to fetch a towel.

"Hey, wake up." Sun Zheping greeted him vaguely, picked up the towel, turned and went into the bathroom again.

Zhang Jiale was stunned for a while before realizing that he was now living in the team.

By the time he was sitting on the bed and getting dressed, and was pulling on his slippers to wash up, Sun Zheping had already tidied up his appearance and was about to go out for breakfast.

"I'm going to have breakfast." Sun Zheping stood at the door and glanced at Zhang Jiale, who was sleepy-eyed and with messy hair, "Would you like to wait for you?"

Then he saw Zhang Jiale rushing into the bathroom with a washbasin and toothbrush at a speed of sprinting [-] meters, and almost tripped over him because he was stepping on a slipper on the way.

The door of the bathroom closed with a "bang", and the strong wind blown directly onto Sun Zheping's face.