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Shen Jiu didn't care much: "It's just a head." ”

She pushed away the keyboard, stood up, lowered her head and smiled at Song Nanqi: "The amount of blood and damage control are also quite good." ”

Song Nanqi's eyelashes trembled: "Really? ”

There was a hint of joy in his tone.

Shen Jiu bowed slightly, affirmed the matter, pulled out the chair, and was about to come out, when someone gently pulled his sleeve.

"That'...... Sister. ”

The man said softly, "Do you think I have any hope of being a starter?" ”

Song Nanqi regretted it after saying this.

He glanced cautiously at Shen Jiu's expression, and hurriedly fell into another sentence, trying to hide his overly obvious ambition: "I mean-"

The boy licked his lips a little panicked: "If there is a shortage of starters." ”

Shen Jiu smiled.

She bent down slightly, and suddenly approached Song Nanqi, her eyelashes were slightly curved, and her fingertips fell lightly on his cheeks: "I'll just say." ”

"Why are you begging me to play another game, and give me all the heads?" Shen Jiu sighed softly: "It turned out that he wanted to please me." ”

She tapped the young man's cheek lightly with her fingertips: "You want to get a favor from me." ”

Song Nanqi pursed his lips suddenly.

Although the substitute is also on the first team, he actually doesn't have many opportunities to play, and he is not reconciled.

So he stopped this Miss Shen, who was able to call the shots, and used his face, which she obviously liked very much, to deliberately create ambiguity, and to make people please her.

Everything was going well, except for the inquiry he had just unpressed.

Song Nanqi lowered his head and was trying to find a way to remedy it, when he heard a soft laugh in his ear: "It's so ambitious, little friend." ”

The man's nails still fell on his cheeks, but his tone was a little hateful: "For the sake of a starter, you came to sell your face?" ”

Shen Jiu shook his head, withdrew his hand and was about to leave, when he was hugged from behind: "Sister." ”

Song Nanqi's tone was a little anxious, and he didn't know what he wanted to explain in a panic: "No." ”

He had been away for a long time, and his lips were almost next to the tip of Shen Jiu's ear: "I didn't want to be ambiguous, I-"

Shen Jiu raised his hand and gently pushed his face away: "Song Nanqi." ”

She lowered her voice and threatened him: "Do you still want the position of your substitute?" ”

Shen Jiu lowered his eyebrows: "Let go of your hand." ”

The boy pursed his lips a little aggrieved, reluctantly withdrew his hand, strained his back, lowered his eyebrows, and looked pitiful.

Shen Jiu pushed his shoulder: "Self-reflection." ”

She raised her eyebrows, ignored the aggrieved child, picked up her bag, and turned to walk outside the training room.

Song Nanqi didn't move, he stood where he was, watching Shen Jiu leave, before he turned his head and prepared to go back to his computer.

But as soon as he took a step, the original teenagers looked over again: "Song Nanqi! ”

They grinned and asked him, "What's wrong with your girlfriend?" Did you quarrel? ”

The teenagers had a worldly expression: "Alas, let me tell you, girls, no matter how old they are, their minds are complicated, and they are very easy to be jealous and angry, you coax——"

Song Nanqi raised his head suddenly, and looked over with a fierce gaze: "Shut up." ”

He pursed his lips and returned to his computer, started another game, and slaughtered the opposite side in a few minutes to the point of exploding mentality, forcing the other side to surrender in advance.

Song Nanqi leaned back in the chair and squinted at the word victory on the screen for a while, but his head couldn't help but recall what had just happened.