Glory

In the evening, Lu Feng had something to do, and Wei Xiao was in the house by himself.

He finished the shower early, ran to the bed, covered the quilt, and went to sleep with his eyes closed.

One Solo, two Solo, three Solo...

Sleep a ghost!Can't sleep!

Wei Xiao opened his eyes shudderingly.

It's only a little bit past ten o'clock, how could it be possible to sleep.

Of course, it also had something to do with what he was doing. Thinking of his plan, Wei Xiao couldn't help but pat his face.

Calm down, win the game first and then think twice.

But... how do you kiss?

The nineteen-year-old virgin knew nothing about it.

That's right, Wei Xiao gave up the two million bonus, desperately seeking a kiss.

He wants to kiss the captain and let the captain fully understand.

I like this but not like it.

In a household register, it is not only a father-son relationship but also a brother, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Wei Xiao took a breath, took out his mobile phone and searched for a kiss.

With only a sneak peek, he quickly crossed the page.

No...

Grandma said don't see any indecent!

It doesn’t matter, it’s just a boon anyway, I haven’t eaten pork and haven’t seen a pig run!

Wei Xiaonao made up for it, and almost made himself up into spicy crayfish.

It was so hot in this room that he couldn't stay any longer, so he simply went out to breathe.

Because of the strict orders of coach Chenfeng, the other three of FTW honestly hid in hiding to sleep.

Wei Xiao didn't dare to look for Bai Cai.

He can't tell Cai Ge, just because Cai Ge's little heart is frightened, he still expects him to play well and help him win the game!

No one can say that, Wei Xiao can only go to the beach to blow the wind.

The island at night is completely different from the daytime. The azure blue water is dark, and the silver-white sandy beach has faded, leaving only the sound of howling waves.

Wei Xiao didn't feel cold in his team uniform, but instead felt much calmer.

He casually found a rock and sat down, breathing the salty smell of the sea breeze.

"Quiet?"

Wei Xiao was startled slightly, and turned around to find a young man sitting beside him.

Sea blue team uniform, black hair tossed by the wind, single eyelids, tears, arrogant expression.

Wei Xiao said in surprise: "Hyun God?"

Sitting here blowing the sea breeze is Pro's Kim Sung Hyun, who nods slightly.

Wei Xiao saw sparks on his fingertips, half smoke.

Kim Sung-hyun noticed his gaze: "Want?"

Wei Xiao shook his head: "I won't."

Kim Sung Hyun hooked her lips: "Good boy."

This tone is very similar to a veteran dog, and it is worthy of the Chinese taught by Yuan Ze.

Wei Xiao's goose bumps jumped straight: "The Yuan Thief is back!"

Kim Sung-hyun was taken aback and realized: "Fuck, he always said that to me before."

Wei Xiao guessed: "Is he much older than you?"

Yuan Ze's age is a mystery, he speaks like an old beast, quietly and seems to be just twenty, his age fluctuates depending on whether he is a human being.

Kim Sung Hyun: "Five days older than me."

Wei Xiao was shocked: "Then why does he have the face to say that to you?"

After speaking, he understood it by himself, and bullied Jin Sung-hyun not knowing Chinese.

Kim Sung-hyun didn't know how long he had been sitting here, and he wanted to chat like this: "When I first joined FTW, I couldn't speak Chinese, so he translated it for me."

On this point, Wei Xiao was convinced: "The Yuan team is really proficient in eight languages."

Kim Sung Hyun: "Eight countries are not enough, there are five or six countries."

Wei Xiao was also convinced: "How did he... do it?"

Kim Sung-hyun is two years older than Close. He went to FTW a year earlier than Close, and he was only eighteen or nine. Wonze was only five days older than him, and he was considered the same age.

How can an 18-year-old veteran dog be proficient in five or six languages!

Jin Sung-hyun said, "Don't look at him as a Chinese, but he is actually a mixed race."

This is really the first time I know, Wei Xiao asked: "Isn't it a mixed race of five or six countries?"

Kim Sung Hyun: "Almost..."

Wei Xiao was dumbfounded.

Yuan Ze's father is a pure Chinese businessman, but his wife is a Korean of four countries.

At this crossing, Yuan Ze was really a mixed race of five or six countries.

Grandma Yuan Ze is a mixture of Japan and South Korea, and grandpa is a mixture of English and French, so he is proficient in Japanese, Korean, English, French and Chinese.

The best spoken is Korean, because Wonze lived in Korea when he was a child.

This is amazing, Wei Xiao said in surprise: "Yuan team dare not write novels in this life."

Kim Sung-hyun smiled: "What's this? His parents divorced later and reorganized their families. He followed his mother in South Korea before the age of ten, went to the United States before the age of 13, and returned to China to follow his father at the age of fourteen. Later... "

This seems to involve personal privacy. Kim Sung Hyun said briefly: "He went to FTW in the same year as me. I am unfamiliar with the place of my life, so I can only communicate with him."

You can imagine the scene at that time.

Eighteen-year-old Kim Sung-hyun came to an unfamiliar China and came across a Wonze who speaks such a slippery Korean. It is a ghost if he is not close.

Wei Xiao paused: "Then your relationship is pretty good."

Although they fought each other daily, the feelings were so deep at first sight, and only nodded when they were really unfamiliar.

Jin Sung-hyun stared at the flue at his fingertips: "No, he taught it all."

Although he lit the cigarette, he didn't smoke it all the time, just let it ignite.

Wei Xiao complained: "I can't teach something good."

Grandma said, smoking is harmful to your health!

Kim Sung Hyun said happily, "Close and not learn."

Upon hearing Close, Wei Xiao's eyes brightened instantly: "He also yells at my captain?"

Kim Sung-hyun: "Of course, when your captain first joined the team, he was very few words. He suspected that he had social phobia, and he turned over several psychology books."

Wei Xiao thought for a while, but couldn't figure it out: "Where is my captain?"

Close is so good, Quiet cannot tolerate any sand in his eyes.

Kim Sung-hyun said to him, "You have never seen a seventeen-year-old little Close."

Wei Xiao was sour for a minute, but he didn't move. He had never seen it before.

The captain was seventeen years old and he was only fifteen years old. Although he was playing glory at the time, he was just accompanying his classmates to abuse food. There was no competitive fun at all.

"Can you tell me something." Wei Xiao pressed the sour lemon in his heart and asked Jin Chengxuan curiously.

Kim Sung-hyun extinguished the smoke and said to him: "At that time, your captain was a little shorter than me, handsome and handsome, but his aura was too cold, and he looked like strangers would not enter. I just started the first half month. Say no more than five sentences to him."

"Even when we played training games, he didn't say a word."

Wei Xiao was stunned: "Can he be in the jungle position and not communicate?"

At the beginning, the command of the FTW God Team was Yan Jiang, who was in the auxiliary position. Although Close is not a command, it can be used as a rhythmic jungler. It also requires constant communication with teammates.

Kim Sung Hyun sighed and said, "That's why Aze, oh, I mean old Shi suspected that he had social phobia."

The 17-year-old grim teenager said nothing except the simplest monosyllable.

Silent, quiet, and rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Yuan Zegou returns to the dog, but he is enthusiastic. He can teach Kim Sung Hyun to adapt to life in China, and he also wants to take Close out of the psychological barrier.

He stayed up all night and flipped through several psychology books, trying to get close to Lu Feng.

After several laps of theoretical knowledge, Lu Feng finally spoke and asked him, "Is there something wrong?"

Yuan Ze: "..."

Lu Feng: "I don't like chatting with people. If you are lonely, can you find someone else."

Yuan Ze: "………………"

Fuck the social fear, this kid is purely defiant!