After the marriage with the bamboo horse agreement section 192
I contacted Master Ye twenty minutes in advance, and when I walked to the school gate, the driver was already waiting at the door.
Jingmian sat in the passenger seat and went straight to the base to start today's training.
In the lounge, the red hair took a box of tea leaves in order to refresh himself.
He found a teapot, sprinkled tea leaves into it, boiled water and poured it full, but when he took the cup and put it, he smacked his lips and found that the drink was tasteless: "This is the Longjing sent by the organizer?" Why doesn't it smell. β
Chen Xi said: "You can't get used to it, it's very good to soak in this." β
He Jing asked her, "Do you know how to soak?" β
Chen Xi was very frank: "No." β
Redhair: "......"
He Jing looked at the young man who was quietly watching the replay of the event with his eyes down, and asked, "Will you soak in sleep?" β
Originally, he just asked casually, but he didn't expect the boy to take off his headphones and nodded: "Yes." β
Then, the two of them watched Jing Mian pour boiling water, but used it to warm the cup, he skillfully configured the amount of tea and the proportion of water, and while soaking, he easily adjusted the maximum temperature of the hot water kettle on the side, and the two people next to him stared at each other, stunned.
He Jing saw the temperature prompt of the hot water and wondered: "Don't you need to boil the water?" β
"Eighty or ninety degrees is fine." Jing Mian held the quilt, his fingertips moved slightly, the edge of the cup turned slightly, and he soaked and soaked, explaining: "Boiling water is easy to lose its taste, and the taste will become dull. β
Next, it's time to soak in water.
The tender green tea leaves stretched a little in the water, and the color of the tea soup also changed.
Hongmao and Chen Xi took it together.
This time, the tea aroma is rich and lingers on the tip of the nose.
After entering the mouth, it stimulates the taste buds, refreshing and mellow, and has an endless aftertaste.
The taste is fresh and mellow, but it does not lose the sweetness that young people love.
ββIt is worthy of Longjing.
The original purpose of simplicity and brutality was originally to refresh the mind, but it seems to have slowly turned into tea tasting.
The red haired asked in surprise, "Mianmian, how do you know so much?" β
Jing Mian's expression didn't change, but he said in a low voice: "My dad used to like tea. β
So, even if he lacks interest, he will be exposed to it.
The team members outside the lounge were also attracted by the fragrance of the fragrance, and later, everyone had an extra cup of steaming tea in their hands, and the light snow was falling outside, and the heat in the glass window was smoking.
Xuancheng sat back at the long table, as calm as casually talking about what to eat tonight, and announced a shocking news to them:
"In two days, the founder of ME. will show up."
The man coughed lightly and announced lightly: "When the time comes, you can have a meal, or choose to be at KTV, and everyone will get to know the boss." β
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Everyone was stunned.
Under everyone's surprised gaze, Xuancheng said: "It is worth mentioning that he used to be a glorious player. β
The members all came to the spirit, and one was more shocked than the other: "Aren't you and Sister Xuanrui the one who created ME?" β
"No, it's not so much about establishment..."Xuancheng interlaced his fingers, rubbed slightly, as if he was sweating, and opened his lips: "It's better to say that it is me and Xuanrui to maintain the agency management, and the original founder of the ME Club is not us." β
It took dozens of seconds for everyone to gradually digest the astonishing and subversive news in front of them.
"So who is this gold master?"
"The captain said that the big guy also plays Guangyao."
"Did you have a good time?"
The red hair shook his head and whispered: "It's not very likely, generally those who set up clubs are more than willing to start when they start and are not strong enough, so they will spend money to recruit masters to form a team." β
"Makes sense."
"Captain, what's the name of the boss ID? I'm going to search for his past records. β
Xuancheng silently took a sip of tea, and waited until everyone's enthusiasm and curiosity calmed down a little before he spoke: "Not yet...... I'm afraid it will affect you. β
"I'll talk to everyone when we officially agree on a meeting time."
I don't know if it's the illusion of Jingmian.
When the word "influence" was spoken, the captain's gaze seemed to be intentional or unintentional, and he briefly stayed on him for half a second, and then swept over him.
"Such an appetite."
Cen Xian raised his eyes to look at Xuancheng, opened his lips and asked, "Is it very strong?" β
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"He's strong."
Unexpectedly, Xuancheng slowly spoke: "Better than anyone here." β
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The lounge fell silent for a moment.
The people in this room include Mole and Sheep.
These two players, with their wonderful performances in the national competition, may look at the whole Guangguang, and it is difficult to quickly find a matching opponent.
Xuancheng scratched his head, but he didn't notice the change in the atmosphere, so he didn't stop: "Maybe in Guangyao, no player can PK." β
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After a brief moment of silence, one of the members burst into laughter, breaking the silence:
"That's an exaggeration."
"If there really is such a person, he would have been in the top three of the PK list a long time ago."
The others chimed in and laughed, "Captain, to be honest, are you joking with us?" β
Xuancheng was in a complicated mood, so he had to smile: "You can see it." β
The members who were originally adrenaline-pumping breathed a sigh of relief, regret and speechlessness.
But that still doesn't stop everyone's curiosity.
"Is he very old?"
Xuancheng looked at the young man, and it took a long time to hold back a sentence: "... No. β
Jing Mian: "? β
It turned out that the gold boss was younger than they imagined.
The red fur poked his head out of the chair: "Is he an anchor?" β
Xuancheng put his hand on the edge of the chair: "No." β
"Does he have 10,000 followers?"
Xuancheng: "......"
The captain carried all the crazy horse-picking members of his team back to the training hall one by one, watching the training hand in hand, the breath he exhaled trembled slightly, and his palms were soaked with sweat at some point.
Just now, to this extent,
When he actually announced the id two days later, ME must not turn the pot on.
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Before the teenager's training was over, he received a call from an unfamiliar number.
It's just that after picking it up, the other side didn't make a sound immediately, and after a long time, the hoarse voice slowly said: "Sleep." β
"It's me."
Although there was no contact for a long time, the boy could hear it almost instantly-
It's Jing Guozhen.
"Would it be convenient to go home today?"
Seeing that there was no response on the other end of the phone, Father Jing seemed to be afraid that he would hang up immediately, and said blankly: "Mianmian, go home and have a look." β
ββ¦ Lolo, he misses you so much. β
After hanging up the phone, the young man's gaze stared at the screen for a few seconds, he stepped back a little and shouted, "Xianyang, pick it up." β
Song Xianyang just opened a piece of chewing gum, and he took the headset: "Okay." β
The time of this phone call was not early, and even Jing Mian had already missed the meal even if he called Master Ye to come or immediately took a taxi or bus, and even if he returned to the old house, he had already missed the meal.
At least, you don't have to deal with Jing Guozhen or Li Qiao, and you won't bump into that family for dinner.
β¦β¦ This trip is just to see Luo Luo.
After careful consideration, the boy got into the car bound for the old house.
This duplex house where he has lived for more than ten years, and now when he comes back, he looks at the house that has not been cleaned for a long time, but his heart is very calm, and the teenager does not even have a real sense of belonging.
He grew up here, and it was as if he had never belonged here.
Jingmian knocked on the door.
Who knows, the door was not opened by the expected nanny, but by an unfamiliar face.
"Young Master, you're back." The woman she didn't know spoke, but she seemed to know him.
"You are?"
The woman wiped her apron with her hand: "I am a newly hired nanny, it turned out to be a nurse, and I took care of the old man in the hospital." β
Old man...... Could it be referring to Jing Guozhen?
Jing Mian didn't want to ask, and she didn't let the nanny take over her backpack, only let her take the fruit snacks she brought to Jing Luo, as well as her favorite animated peripherals and toys.
Without waiting for Jing Mian to leave the entrance, Jing Luo, who heard the sound, ran downstairs with his little short legs and shouted, "Is it my brother?" β
The moment Jing Mian's figure came into view, he confirmed: "It's my brother!" β