Recently, K City has been cloudy for many days, usually raining in the morning, with a faint sun in the afternoon, and it starts to rain again in the evening. The cold feeling brought by such weather has always made Weng Ran feel like he is already spending the winter.

On a sunny day, the GOWG club celebrates its annual Team Theme Day. That is, invite some fans and friends to visit the club and chat with the players to play games.

The theme event is expected to start at 10 a.m., and when 7 a.m., all team members must get up to do styling and makeup in order to have a better look for the whole day of shooting.

Weng Ran had shown great disgust since she heard about such an event a long time ago, because she didn't need to think about it, she knew what the so-called fans who were selected to the club that day were. K City is a relatively remote city, and the people who are willing to spend money and energy to participate in activities in this kind of place on weekends will definitely not be a grumpy old man with a hunched back and a pimple face, but must be a young girl who is dressed up in a fancy way.

Since Weng Ran came into contact with this industry, especially since he started to be the leader of Zhu Yu, he has been in contact with this kind of person. Every time they said that they wanted to take a photo with Zhu Yu, and then every time they pulled their chest clothes very low, and then desperately rubbed against Zhu Yu, they made her feel extremely disgusted and uncomfortable, and every time she checked the private message mailbox of Zhu Yu's social media account, it would also make her feel like she was in the Internet anti-pornography department, and every time she finished reading and deleting the blackout, she needed to take eye drops immediately to prevent herself from getting needles. The only thing I feel fortunate about is that Zhu Yu never pays attention to what is in his private mailbox on social media.

It's still early, for the biological clock of professional players, 7 o'clock in the morning is equivalent to one or two o'clock in the evening for normal people, it should be when he is sleeping well and is pulled up and pressed in front of the mirror, Zhu Yu can't open his eyes at the same time even if he tries hard.

The stylist held his head in front of the mirror with both hands and looked at it for a while, and said, "Your hair is too long, don't you usually have bangs that pierce your eyes?"

Zhu Yu hadn't even opened his eyes yet, so he naturally didn't pay attention to what the stylist told him. Presumably because she had been standing next to her, the stylist looked at her and asked, "Do you want to cut your hair?"

Cut?

She also knew that Zhu Yu's hair was long, and she couldn't even see her eyes when she put down all her bangs after washing her hair, and she told him to let him cut his hair, but Zhu Yu showed a very resistant mood every time, and over time, his hair became longer and more like a performance artist engaged in street art.

With Zhu Yu on his back this time, Weng Ran nodded hurriedly and earnestly.

The thin hair fell to the ground, and the stylist cut his bangs that hung down to the tip of his nose between his eyebrows with a pair of scissors. Weng Ran looked at Zhu Yu's complete face that was gradually revealing in the mirror, and understood more and more what was going on with his female followers who were like wild bees and butterflies.

Finally, it is fixed with hairspray, and Zhu Yu's style is finished. The stylist ripped the apron away from him, probably accidentally pulling him, and Zhu Yu opened his eyes in an instant. has always been very handsome and excellent facial features with suddenly sharp eyes, Zhu Yu at seven or eight o'clock in the morning is indeed more dazzling than the sun at seven or eight o'clock in the morning.

"What are you laughing at?" After Zhu Yu asked her this, Weng Ran realized that he had been looking at him in the mirror and laughing. She pinched herself with the hand she was holding in her pocket and said, "It's nothing, but it seems that there is something different about you after cutting your hair." ”

"What's the difference?" Zhu Yu asked.

At this moment, Weng Ran saw himself in the mirror and smiled very brightly and said one word: "Handsome!"

Zhu Yu snorted, and then pulled his slippers back to the bedroom to change clothes.

When it was close to ten o'clock, Weng Ran was arranged to receive fans and friends who were coming over today. She met them in the conference room, a total of 11 people, including 7 girls. As soon as they saw her, the disgust and irritability on their faces were clearly displayed. Weng Ran took out the roll call list and said, "Let's take a roll call first." The first place, Sun Zhuoling!"

A short, thin, bespectacled little girl in the corner timidly raised her hand and said, "Here!"

Weng Ran looked at her a few more times, because he really couldn't imagine why this kind of school-winning girl, who was excellent at first glance, would come to participate in the theme activity of video games.

After the roll call, the manager Uncle Qing came, he was a very talkative person, and it didn't take long for him to inquire about the basic background of everyone present.

The girl named Sun Zhuoling, who was very unusual in the crowd, introduced herself and said that she was studying at a very famous university in China, and as soon as the name of this school came out, everyone present immediately gasped, and even Weng Ran himself was secretly surprised.

A girl next to her asked her, "You don't look like a person who likes to play games, do you usually play games?"

"I'm stupid and can't learn. But I memorized all the names of the skills and I could understand the game. ”

Everyone was even more surprised and asked her, "Why are you watching the game, and which player do you support?"

The girl pushed her glasses, and Weng Ran saw that a different light suddenly burst out from her previous cowardice and weakness, and she said very firmly: "I have been paying attention to Zhu Yu since he started playing in the national uniform, and since he started playing, I have never lost a single game in his game!"

These words caused the people around him to applaud, but Weng Ran just glanced away and looked away, and secretly said "nymphomaniac!"

When it was time for lunch, Uncle Qing arranged for them to go to the club's cafeteria to eat together. When I moved to the cafeteria, I saw more than a dozen boys wearing team uniforms walking out of the training building. This is a special arrangement of the club, and the players basically do not wear team uniforms except for participating in activities. Now more than a dozen tall, short, short, chubby, thin and thin boys came over in red, black and white uniforms, and Weng Ran found Zhu Yu's figure in it at a glance.

Tall and straight, the cold white complexion that is unusually conspicuous in the sun is not inferior to where you stand or even when you stand in the star pile. The girls next to them had already whispered to each other to discuss, and when it came to it, half a sentence was inseparable from the words Zhu Yushuai.

Do you still need them to say these words?

Weng Ran was secretly smiling when he heard an exclamation suddenly coming from the side shouting Zhu Yu's name. She turned around and saw that it was Sun Zhuoling, who had always behaved very shy and timid.