At midnight, it suddenly rained heavily in Paris, and the whole city of Paris was soaked in rain, and a cold of summer hit the cool-dressed people in the city, and there was a shiver for no reason.

The torrential rain lasted until the next day, and Yu Luosheng stood in front of the windowsill, holding his mobile phone in his hand, and couldn't help but feel a little more melancholy.

"Haven't you been in touch yet?" Zhou Yan walked over, and a huge black face was reflected in the glass window.

Yu Luosheng shook his head.

It is estimated that this is the will of God, and the future of two people will be strangers even if they are in the same field.

"Forget it, leave it to fate." Yu Luosheng sighed.

Facing the South Korean team again, it was like the sudden heavy rain in Paris, the sky was overcast and the rain was cold, and the hell army with Li Yuexin as the super demon lord was the dense dark clouds, standing high enough to look down on the entire Chinese national team wandering on the earth.

"Toot ~~~T ~~~~ T ~~~~" Yu Luosheng put the mobile phone to his ear, and there was still no voice from Zhao Tinghua on the other side, which made Yu Luosheng feel cold in his heart.

"Leave a word, it's up to him whether he can come or not." Zhou Yan said slowly.

"Yes." Yu Luosheng nodded.

Putting the mobile phone to his ear, Yu Luosheng thought for a long time, how to communicate with that neurotic?

It's not that Yu Luosheng is unwilling to communicate with Zhao Tinghua, but that Yu Luosheng knows Zhao Tinghua too well, and this kind of communication is meaningless.

"Hey, Zhao Tinghua?"

Suddenly, the phone was already on the other end!

Yu Luosheng was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that this guy answered the phone when he was going to leave a message. I guess I was a little surprised.

"Yes." There was a thick, nasal answer, which sounded like a cold.

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The street of Saint-Les Piles in Paris, where citizens dump their garbage, has been flooded around the corner.

The rain slowly seeped out some bloodstains, which slowly sank down the clogged sewer.

"Hmph, things that don't have long eyes, be careful with me in the future, you can mess with not anyone!" A tall, white-haired white man stepped out of the small street and yelled at the man behind the corner.

"Okay, the lesson is almost over, and my brother should explain not to go too far." Another bald T-shirt man said.

"Anyway, this kid is really difficult, and he has suffered several losses."

"It's just a beating, okay, our task is completed, and naturally there will be a Chinese surnamed Cao to pay for our consumption at night, I've been hungry for that Italian woman for a long time, hahaha......"

The three of them, dressed as street thugs, walked out of the street with their shoulders hooked, and then hailed a car and drove away.

On the corner of the street, a dirty hand slowly rested on the water pipe next to it, and a pair of legs, which were already obviously covered with blood, were trembling......

"Ding Ding Ding ~~ Ding Ding Ding ~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

On the side, the mobile phone wet by the rain was ringing non-stop, as if urging the owner to connect.

It took a long time for the bloodied, rain-soaked man to walk over the wall and answer the urgent call.

"Hey, Zhao Tinghua?" A familiar and unfamiliar voice came from there.

Zhao Tinghua's dim eyes slowly had some light, and he covered his mouth and coughed up a mouthful of dirty blood, and then replied with his nose: "En." ”

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On the other end of the phone, Yu Luosheng was also slightly silent for a while.

Next to Yu Luosheng, Lin Dong and Da Luo were winking, in fact, they also wanted to know how Yu Luosheng was going to let Zhao Tinghua come back to play, this knot had been wrapped around the two of them for a long time.

With Zhao Tinghua's character, communication is basically fart, as long as I see that you are unhappy, you don't want to BB in front of him.

It is rare that Zhao Tinghua can be regarded as answering Yu Luosheng's call, which means that the two of them still have a chance to sit down and talk, after all, when they were in the wing team, the relationship between the two of them was the most iron, and they were familiar with everything about each other.

"Say, what is the boss going to say?" Da Luo asked in a low voice.

"I don't know, it should be gradual, let's talk about the original ambition of our wing team, then talk about the green years we have gone through together, and finally talk about the current feelings, and finally to the theme, the boss said that he hopes Zhao Tinghua will return to the team...... It would be a more complicated and lengthy phone call than trying to get your girlfriend back together. Lin Dong touched his chin and analyzed to himself.

Da Luo nodded violently, this routine should be a little useful, Zhao Tinghua is also a brother who worked hard together at the beginning, since he is a brother, who can forget the beginning, and who doesn't want to continue this relationship on the Olympic stage!

Da Luo and Lin Dong were there to talk, and Yu Luosheng by the window seemed to be still brewing.

Finally, as if he had figured out what to say, he slowly spoke:

"Are you interested in returning to the team?"

As soon as these words came out, I immediately heard two voices next to me falling down.

Yu Luosheng looked at these two living treasures with puzzlement, what kind of plane are you two doing?

Da Luo and Lin Dong stood up against the wall, and their faces were already full of words: Nima, it's obvious that you don't follow the script, okay!

Say good step by step, say good feelings deep, say good final summary? How can you just go straight to the !!

Moreover, if such a sentence works, Zhao Tinghua returned to the team early, can he wait until everyone is abused by the Korean team before appearing, really, do you want to talk about it well, whether to call Zhao Tinghua back.

"Oh......"

"If you're interested in returning to the team, you can come straight to the field, your name is already on the team." Yu Luosheng continued.

Da Luo and Lin Dong on the side are already not good, is this Nima persuasion? It's no different from passing the word, someone else Zhao Tinghua will come??

"That's all?" Zhao Tinghua said in a deep voice, which seemed to be mixed with the crackling noise of rain.

"That's all."

"You think I'm going?"

"I don't know, you choose."

"I said I wouldn't be on the same team as you."

"You also said you were going to beat me."

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The phone had already hung up, Zhao Tinghua wiped the rain on his face, and the whole person lay on his back on this somewhat chaotic lower street.

The gray sky was cut into a visible rectangle by the streets on both sides, and the rain fell from the heights, gradually becoming clear, and then painfully on the face.

Zhao Tinghua kept taking a deep breath, there was no trace of pain on his face, but he laughed like a madman!

This guy can bow to anyone, but not to himself, and use such arrogant persuasion to let himself return to the team??

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(Battlefield Literature)