There is a bar street near the university town, and Rongyue has never been here before, and today is the first time.

She casually found a home and went in, sat down at the bar, and motioned for Xi Zhengxuan to come next to her.

"It's going to be strong, the kind that doesn't remember anything after drinking and sleeping and dying." Rong Yue said to the bartender.

Xi Zhengxuan, who came half-pushed and half-followed, put the sports bag at his feet, and couldn't help frowning, "It's not good for girls to drink." ”

Listening to the way he spoke, I knew that he was a boy with a great tutor.

Rong Yue replied with a light smile: "Wine is a good thing, if you are unhappy, drink alcohol, wake up and forget everything, you say God is not magical?" After she finished speaking, she stretched out her hand to Xi Zhengxuan to introduce herself, "Rongyue, Hai University student." ”

Xi Zhengxuan shook her fingertips lightly, "Xi Zhengxuan, from Changhong Ice Hockey Club." ”

He has a good voice, humility and courtesy.

Rong Yue has a good impression of Xi Zhengxuan, but the word "ice hockey" is really unfamiliar.

He saw her confusion and explained simply: "It's also called ice hockey, a confrontational competitive sport with skates and ice sticks. ”

It's no wonder that Rongyue doesn't know about ice hockey, after all, although this sport has long been included in the official competition of the Winter Olympics, it is still niche and unpopular in China.

Few people know, but those who love always love.

Rong Yue nodded, looked at his bag, sniffed and admired: "I see that you are about the same age as me, but I didn't expect you to be an athlete." ”

There was enthusiastic music playing in the bar, and she took the cup handed by the bartender and pushed it in front of Xi Zhengxuan.

"Do you usually play games?" Rong Yue asked again.

"I used to fight," Xi Zhengxuan lowered his eyes, "There haven't been many lately." ”

Without sponsors, the team was on the verge of disbandment, and even the qualification to participate in the competition was ......

Rong Yue saw that Xi Zhengxuan didn't talk much, so he didn't ask any more questions, raised his head and drank the wine. The strong smell of alcohol spread from her throat to her chest, burning her uncomfortably.

Xi Zhengxuan persuaded: "That's not how wine is drunk. ”

This girl looks petite, why is she so bold when she drinks alcohol?

And didn't she say that he was in a bad mood to come with him? How do you feel that she is the one who uses alcohol to kill her sorrows?

Rong Yue didn't care, and asked the bartender for two more glasses, and the wine was strong, and she began to grab Xi Zhengxuan's clothes and talk nonsense.

said that when he was a child, he suffered from the eyes of others because he was poor, and he said that he was kicked away by a scumbag today because he was poor.

Rong Yue's cheeks were red, and Xi Zhengxuan was regarded as a tree hole where he could vent his emotions.

Maybe he felt that he was overwhelmed by the word "money" like Rong Yue, and he felt empathy, so Xi Zhengxuan was very patient, and he didn't dislike Rong Yue for smearing snot and saliva on his sleeve, but patted her head gently, and said over and over again, "It's okay, it will pass." ”

As if telling myself.

"Are you good at ice hockey? When will I be invited to the game? Rong Yue rubbed her hot cheeks, and after complaining, she felt relieved, and she turned the topic back to Xi Zhengxuan.

He was silent for a long time, and finally opened the conversation.

"Maybe I won't have a chance to play in the future."

"The sponsors have withdrawn half a year ago, and now they can't guarantee even the most basic player equipment, and most of them are gone."

"If this continues, it won't be long before the team is going to be disbanded."

Xi Zhengxuan held a sip of unstained wine glass, and his eyebrows were dyed with deep sadness.

"There's a tryout in three months, and when we have a few left, we should pack up and leave."

"It's still a little unwilling, after all, it's my own club."

"If I can talk to Mr. Zhou today, the situation may take a turn for the better, but it's a pity that ......"

For the first time, he said the pressure of the past six months, and Xi Zhengxuan inexplicably felt much more relaxed.

"The problem with money?" Rong Yue was half drunk and half awake, pulled his arm and said vaguely, "Find another sponsor, the matter will be solved soon?" ”

"That's easy for you to say." Xi Zhengxuan smiled bitterly.

Rong Yue shook his head, remembering that he still has more than 9 million in his card, which can be used to invest in the ice hockey club, right?

Even if it's not enough, there is the entire Rong family behind her.

"I'll help you find it," Rong Yue patted his chest and promised, "Come, you drink with me, and I'll help you solve the sponsor's problem when you're done." ”

She handed the half-drunk wine glass to Xi Zhengxuan, and her drunken eyes added a bit of coquettishness for no reason.

Xi Zhengxuan was a little shy and looked away, "Really?" ”

She was just spitting out her bitterness with herself because she was poor, how could she have the ability to help him find sponsors?

Xi Zhengxuan smiled, in fact, he didn't take it seriously at all, but he was kind and gentle by nature, and he didn't want to refute Rong Yue's kindness, so he had to ask for face.

Rong Yue opened his mouth to answer, but Xi Zhengxuan's good-looking facial features around him became more and more blurred.

She couldn't hold on, she didn't have a chance to say the word "true", her eyes closed, and she fell asleep directly.

When she woke up again, Rong Yue found herself lying in a strange room.

Overhead is a carved ceiling and expensive crystal chandeliers, and underneath him is a large bed that can't reach the edge with open arms.

Outside the half-open window, the green mountains and beautiful waters can be seen at a glance.

She sat up stunned, glanced around the room for its lavish decoration, then got out of bed and cautiously opened the door.

This time, Rong Yue was dumbfounded on the spot!

There was a row of dozens of servants on each side of the corridor outside the door, holding all kinds of clothes in their hands, and they all bent down to greet -

"Good morning, Miss!"