Chapter 158
Liu Xiaodong bite the bullet and said: "Today TTL is in good shape, I hope to continue to maintain it in the next competition."
"The State of Everything"
"This is the first time I saw Liu Xiaodong being slapped with clichés"
"Congratulations on the victory!"
"Surprised, does that little red hair still have fans?"
"The Unsolved Mystery of the World"
Lan Heng stood up from his seat. For eight games a day, as the oldest player, he first felt the difficulty, and his hand almost froze when he hit the end.
He didn't care much when he heard people around him compliment his state, because he knew how terrifying Shen Chi's memory was when he was on the field. He kept collecting and analyzing information in the early stage, and was clear about the position of each team in the later stage, so there was no suspense at all to win. .
He clearly realized that the boy's winning the championship was not a joke, and Shen Chi just took off his headphones and left the arena lightly, but he looked at the boy's suddenly relaxed hand and knew that he was very happy.
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Debt collection voices kept coming from the phone, Xu Xin sat slumped in the chair, his suit was stained with wine stains, and he stared blankly ahead, he didn't know why his life had changed like this.
Half a year ago, he was the general manager of Zaiyuan Logistics and was highly valued by Zheng An. He had a good income and a happy family until someone took him to bet on horses.
At the beginning, he made a lot of money. He was tempted to borrow money to gamble, but gradually his luck disappeared, and the debt became profitable. He borrowed money from everyone around him, and even his wife and children stayed away from him.
He originally wanted to pay off the money, but Yan Xuexiao was willing to lend him money without asking for anything in return, like the devil was whispering. number.
With the last hope in his heart, he habitually called Yan Xueyiao: "Can you still lend me money?"
Yan Xueyiao stood by the window, looking down at the mountains in Yucheng: "Sorry, I have no money."
A Pei on the side suddenly felt that the air was getting colder. Yan Xuexiao was not surprised by Xu Xin's phone call.
And when Shen Chi returned to the room, he heard Yan Xuexiao's words. He was not too surprised, but he was slow to put away the room card, because his brother was always generous with money.
He put the room card in his pocket, and without thinking, walked to the suitcase and carefully took out the bank card in the mezzanine.
Most of the money he earned was returned to the Shen family, and the money he had saved was not much, only 18,000 yuan, of which 10,000 yuan was the salary from the club, but he had already saved all of it.
The teenager who had just finished the game walked up to Yan Xueyiao, raised his head and handed out his bank card: "I will support you."
Seeing that Yan Xuexiao was silent for a moment, A Pei actually accepted the salary card. He thought to himself that the capitalists are really black-hearted.
When the door of the room was knocked on, he felt Yan Xuexiao's eyes stop on his face, and the boy subconsciously said, "There's not much money in Cary yet."
He added: "But there will be in the future."
That line of sight was still lingering on his face, the thick eyelashes of the young man trembled slightly, he swallowed and asked, "What, what's wrong?"
Yan Xueyiao said calmly, "I want to kiss you."
Chapter 87
Shen Chi immediately froze in place, and his wrist was held before he could react. He retracted but couldn't resist Yan Xuexiao's strength, and a dazzling scar appeared on his wrist.
The air was extraordinarily silent, and he didn't know how to explain it, as if he couldn't explain it at all: "Accidentally scratched."
The young man lowered his head to prepare for the rebuke, but what he heard was Yan Xuexiao's incomparably gentle voice, so gentle that the circles of his eyes were faintly red.
"Your hand is to hold the champion's hand." Yan Xueyiao stared at him and said, "Can you never scratch again?"
An indescribable emotion surged in his chest, he solemnly hummed, and when he was about to withdraw his hand, a cold kiss suddenly landed on the scar. Baba said, "Don't kiss."
"No more kissing." The person in front of him stroked his red hair like a hair: "Return to Yancheng to handle the work."
There was still a cold feeling on his wrist, Shen Chi looked at the back of Yan Xueyiao leaving, and suddenly asked nervously, "Then will you come back?"
Yan Xueyiao replied softly, "Do your best."
He watched Yan Xueyiao leave the room, touched his wrist subconsciously, took out the room card and put it on the sensor, and found that there was a shiny metallic key in his coat pocket at some point.
The key to the Hua Ting.
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A Pei looked at Yan Xuexiao who was sitting in the back of the car flipping through documents, and couldn't help but ask, "Did you really take that bank card?"
"Just keep it."
Although Yan Xuexiao's answer was open and aboveboard, the teenager was not like someone who spends money indiscriminately. No matter how A Pei heard it, he clearly didn't want Shen Chi to have money to hook up with little girls, especially those who were pure and beautiful in white dresses.
After a week of competition, the players sitting in the preparation seats were quite tired, but under the pressure of qualifying, no team dared to relax even on the last day.
TTL ranked first in Group A, followed by Little Bee with a slight difference of 6 points. Many people criticized this result.
Although the level of the teams in the PDL preliminary round is generally not high, the play style is particularly chaotic, the director's camera can't be cut, and there are not many viewers watching the live broadcast of the game, and there are still people posting on the forum.