【Double Flower】Honeysuckle

Not long after the new year, the new playoffs schedule began.

After half a year of the regular season schedule, Team Hundred Blossoms entered the playoffs with the fourth record.

The night when it was confirmed that they had entered the playoffs, the entire Hundred Blossoms team was erupting.

Even though the game has been going smoothly all the way, with more wins and fewer losses, and more wins by big scores, qualifying for the playoffs is almost a certainty, but when a group of young people were actually notified of the news, they were still shocked. The joy hit right in the forehead.

And because of their qualifying, the Glory players in the entire K City seemed to be ignited by a fire, and even people who had not set foot in the Glory also became interested in the Glory Professional League competition, and the number of fans of the Hundred Blossoms surged for a while. .

"Big Sun, what time is the news going to be?" Zhang Jiale, who had just finished being interviewed by the reporter, turned his head and asked Sun Zheping, who had finished the interview and stood watching, with uncontrollable excitement in his tone: "I'm going to let me Mom turned on the TV on time, watch me on TV, hahaha!"

"I don't know when the news from City K will be broadcast... I do know when the news from City B will be broadcast, you want to know?" Sun Zheping said, "I think you were very slick just now, how about our team's press conference in the future? Or do you work hard when you speak?"

"No, no, you're the captain." Zhang Jiale stretched out his hand and hooked Sun Zheping's neck, "Let's go for lunch, come back and see the results of the playoff lottery?"

"The result of the lottery has come out." Sun Zheping let Zhang Jiale hook his neck and walked out, took out the phone from his pocket with one hand, and turned it up and down: "Our first round match is Tiny Herb."

"Tiny Herb?" Zhang Jiale raised his eyebrows, "Hey, we are Baihua, opposite to Tiny Herb, judging by the name, we must be destined!"

Sun Zheping smiled, noncommittal.

The sunlight outside the house crossed the low steps and spread over the wooden floor of the small building. Although it was still winter, it was still bright and warm.

The first match against Tiny Herb was at Tiny Herb's home court.

Zhang Jiale is a native of K City, and he has hardly left K City since he was a child. In the past six months since he became a professional player, he has traveled around the country more times than he has visited the suburbs of K City since he was a child. .

The games against Tiny Herb and Royal Wind in the regular season were settled as early as autumn. Naturally, Zhang Jiale from City K has never seen the winter in City B.

After the plane landed, Zhang Jiale, who was at the end of the line, wearing only a hoodie and a long windbreaker, had just stepped out of the plane when he suddenly yelled, turned around and rushed into the cabin.Sun Zheping had quick eyesight and quick hands, grabbed him by the back of the collar and dragged him out.

"What about you?" Sun Zheping stopped and looked back at him, "What the hell?"

"Big grandson!" Zhang Jiale buried half of his face in the collar of the windbreaker that was turned up, and muttered pitifully, "It's so cold outside..."

"Didn't I tell you to wear more clothes before coming here?" Sun Zheping was helpless.

"How did I know it would be so cold!" Zhang Jiale tucked his hands into his sleeves, stooped his back, and stomped his feet on the spot tremblingly: "And this dress is the thickest among all my clothes!"

Sun Zheping let out a long sigh, untied the woolen scarf wrapped around his neck, and threw it into Zhang Jiale's arms: "Wrap it around."

Zhang Jiale hugged the scarf warmed by Sun Zheping's body temperature, feeling a little at a loss for a while: "Aren't you cold?"

"It's cold. I've lived in City B for nearly 20 years." Impatient, Sun Zheping bent down and picked up Zhang Jiale's travel bag and walked in front: "Hurry up, the team must have rented a car outside Yes, it will warm up in the car."

Zhang Jiale let out a long "oh" as if he had suddenly realized, and quickly wrapped the scarf around his head so that only his eyes were exposed, and trotted to keep up with the footsteps of the team.

According to the team's itinerary, Baihua and his team should go to the Tiny Herb Club to visit and exchange pleasantries at night, before officially starting the competition the next day.

At night in City B, although the Spring Festival has passed, it is still at the end of winter. Although it has warmed up compared to Sanjiu, it is still unavoidably cold and windy, and the breath turns into ice.However, it is expected that the heating in the room should be fully turned on, and it is as warm as spring.

However, at the entrance of the Tiny Herb Club, Zhang Jiale, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, refused to get out of the car no matter what.

"Can we wait for Tiny Herb's heater to be repaired before we come to visit!" Zhang Jiale, who had just received a notification from the team manager and learned that Tiny Herb's heater had unexpectedly broken down, was clutching the pillow on the back of the front seat tightly, as if someone would come and force him Pulling out of the car, he will be able to make a lot of noise about killing pigs.

He glanced out through the car window, and saw that most of the team members had already got out of the car, and were standing at the door of Tiny Herb, greeting everyone in Tiny Herb who went out to greet them.But in the howling cold wind, Sun Zheping, who had given him the scarf, unconsciously wrapped his coat tightly.So the guilt-ridden Zhang Jiale let out a long sigh, opened the car door, and walked out with a look of resignation.

Really unable to bear the dry and cold wind, Zhang Jiale trotted all the way to Sun Zheping's side, closed his eyes, tremblingly took his hand out of his pocket, and stretched out to the person from Tiny Herb, "Good evening. "

Fang Shiqian looked at Zhang Jiale who was messed up in the wind, then gave Sun Zheping a meaningful look, and suddenly laughed: "Are you planning to stand at the door and shake hands with us before going back to the hotel? Are you saving Tiny Herb?" Is there a fee for tea?"

Zhang Jiale was just about to ask Tiny Herb if the heater had been repaired. Fang Shiqian, who was leading the way in front of everyone, turned around as if he could see through his thoughts, and jokingly said, "Although the heater is broken, the central air conditioner is still working." It works. Although it is a bit worse than the heating effect, it is barely better than nothing.”

Manager, you are playing with me!Zhang Jiale remained calm on the face, but tears flowed down his heart.

On the way back to the hotel, sitting in the back of the car together, Sun Zheping suddenly asked, "Aren't you afraid of the cold? Why did you get out of the car just now?"

"Isn't it because I can't bear to feel sorry for you standing outside in the cold?" Zhang Jiale rubbed his hands and raised his eyebrows at Sun Zheping triumphantly: "Isn't my level of thought particularly high, grandson? "

Sun Zheping burst out laughing: "But I just told Fang Shiqian that you were unwell and went back to the hotel first, and then you got out of the car."

"You didn't say it earlier." Zhang Jiale staggered with a smile on the seat, "I said why Fang Shiqian looked at you so strangely!"

Sun Zheping smirked: "It's funny?" Then before Zhang Jiale could react, he reached out and grabbed Zhang Jiale.He pressed Zhang Jiale's two hands that hadn't reacted yet with one hand, and scratched Zhang Jiale's waist with the other hand: "I'll make you laugh enough."

"Oh! Oh, grandson, I was wrong! I was wrong, I was wrong, don't scratch me hahahaha!" Zhang Jiale struggled hard, kicking and kicking, twisting his body from side to side, almost dying of laughter, but he couldn't escape Sun Zheping's restraint.

"Have you had enough trouble with the two behind?" The driver who had been quiet all the way suddenly became angry, "If you don't want to have a traffic accident, just sit quietly!"

In an instant, Sun Zheping returned to the posture of resting his chin on one hand and looking out the window, with a calm and calm expression on his face, as if nothing had happened.Zhang Jiale lay on his seat with his legs upside down, gasping for breath for a while, then reached out and stabbed Sun Zheping's waist with lightning speed, and then smiled with satisfaction on his face. He adjusted himself into a sitting posture.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Mo Chuchen, who had witnessed the whole process, held his forehead and closed his eyes, expressing that he never wanted to ride in the same car with these two people again.

The next day, the first playoff match between Hundred Blossoms and Tiny Herb started at Tiny Herb's home stadium.

When the contestants from both sides came to the stage to shake hands, Fang Shiqian blinked at Zhang Jiale: "You feel better?" Before Zhang Jiale could react, Fang Shiqian cried out in pain.

"I'm sorry." Sun Zheping smiled apologetically, and let go of Fang Shiqian's hand: "When I was nervous, I couldn't control my strength."

"Tsk tsk tsk." Fang Shiqian narrowed his eyes, "The sub-captain's treatment is really good, I want to be the sub-team."

Zhang Jiale glared at him suddenly, but he had already shaken hands with Fang Shiqian, and there was nothing he could do to win back.

Zhang Jiale was depressed.

Fang Shiqian, you better pray that what you bring today is your guardian angel.

Zhang Jiale thought secretly.

Otherwise, your pastor will be killed in a wave of fire, and you will be slapped in the face!