Lu Sicheng walked back and sat down-- --This ti he sat across from Lu Yue, right next to Tong Yao. He looked coldly at his younger brother with arms crossed in front of his chest. Now its your turn.
Lu Yue raised his eyelids and lazily took a look at Lu Sicheng. What?
Lu Sicheng: Dont play dumb with . Why are you here?
Lu Yue threw away the empty yogurt drink bottle, then stretched with a yawn. I happened to see online the news about your newly recruited Mid being defeated by that Korean guy, Ah Tai. I heard she got trounced. Aiya! Theres a voice in my head while I was reading telling , Lu Yue, its ti to go back to playing professionally-- --So, here I am.
As he spoke, he raised his outstretched hands into a shrug-- --
Afterwards, he fixed his eyes on Tong Yao. So, youre that pitiful new Mid who was bullied by the Koreans.
Tong Yaos lips twitched. Before she could say anything, the man next to her had already lifted his long leg to kick the person across from him-- --
Lu Sicheng: Is it your turn to ask questions?
Im just asking. Lu Yue shrugged as if he couldnt stand being lectured by soone older. I thought she was your girlfriend. I almost sent a text to mom to tell her the good news that her oldest son isnt gay. And the one in the team next door wasnt coming all the way to China to go after his wife as they put it online. Now she can sleep much better now-- --Almost.
Lu Sicheng raised his hand to rub his temple as if he was having a bad headache. You shut up.
Xiao Rui spoke almost at the sa ti, Youve co back too late. Our team already has a starting mid.
Lu Yue sneered. What do you an too late. Arent I only banned from competing for one season? Its pointless to have co back earlier...Besides, Im not going to fight for the starting position. Ill continue to play as a substitute. I dont care.
He turned to look at the team coach, Hou, as he spoke, As far as I know, the team hasnt decided on the substitutes for the sumr season yet, right?-- --Coach, I want to play professionally.
The coach: ......
Xiao Rui: ......
Lu Sicheng: No, you cant.
Lu Yue: Gee!
Lu Sicheng: Gee is still a no.
Lu Yue took out his cell phone and spoke while he was typing, Im sending a ssage to mom: Its getting cold, I happened to pass by the base and thought about bringing so warr clothes to my brother. I accidentally saw my brother and that Korean guy...Hrm?
Lu Yue paused, then continued to type, Hugging and kissing.
Tong Yao: ......
Lu Sicheng: Send it, if you dare.
Lu Yue put away his cell phone and beca more serious. You all know that you will et that Korean team sooner or later-- --I an it, instead of hoping your starting mid-- --this little jiejie here-- --to get her confidence back and defeat that monster of a mid in the official competitions...Its better to prepare a safe spare tire beforehand that would put that Ah Tai at his wits end-- --which would be .
Having a dream is very important. To rise from adversity is also sothing to make people cry.
Lu Yue was smiling again-- --
But its also important for a person to face reality. After all, with only slogans, the championship cup wont roll into your hands by itself.
No one said anything at the mont.
Lu Sicheng furrowed his eyebrows, not quite agreeing with what his brother was saying-- --What he didnt expect was that his silence would be taken as an admission by Tong Yao. She burst out crying, though she had been pretending to be calm the entire ti.
Lu Sicheng who was sitting right next her sensed sothing wasnt right and turned to check. He was so shocked by what he saw that he jumped straight up from the couch.
Am I going to have a substitute? Am I going to be substituted? Am I going to be the only starting player who always stays at the substitute seat in the whole professional world? Will I never be able to play professional competitions? Really, I only lost one match, why do you have to put at the substitute seat? I dont want to see the drinking fountain...Hic-- -- She began to hiccup between her outbursts, tears stread down her face. I want to play professional gas. I want to have my revenge. Im very strong. You guys cant let watch the drinking fountain.
........................................ Xiao Rui stared in confusion. How much did she have to drink?
Lu Sicheng, still with furrowed eyebrows, bent down to take out a couple of tissues and shoved tissues into the crying girls face. I dont know. Tomorrow, lets report that bar at the street corner for selling alcohol to an underage minor. We can ask to check the surveillance videos as proof-- --
The sound of a blowing nose interrupted him.
A slightly cold hand stretched over and pried open his hand, then a ball of dirty tissues was stuffed into his palm-- --
Its for you, Cheng Ge. She looked down and spoke with a tiny voice, This is the last ti I give you a gift as the starting mid.
Everyone: ......
Lu Sicheng: ......
Dont you see? The man raised his head and looked at his own brother without any expression on his face. One lunatic in a team is plenty. Our team is full. You can go next door and ask them whether they need one.
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