If he is lucky enough to join those strong teams that can enter the World Championship, even if he is a substitute, he will have the opportunity to join the World Championship with the team?

I felt strange when I was, I was obviously so eager to leave a few months ago, but now...

Before he left, he was already thinking about returning in his mind.

"Where are you?" He also asked Jiang Mozi: "Have you considered returning to China to develop?"

Jiang Mozi shook her head and said, "I finally escaped from home."

It sounded like another sad past, so I didn’t ask, but just asked her: “If... I mean, what should I do if you didn’t become a regular after the internship?”

"Then keep working hard." Jiang Mozi shrugged and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "This opportunity is rare for me. Even if I don't have your supervision in the future, I will definitely give my all."

"Maybe..." She paused and did not continue to say.

"Maybe something?" I asked.

"Maybe when you represent the PCL region to participate in the World Championship, I have become a very powerful commentator, the kind who can enter the World Championship."

This idea was really a bit arrogant to them at that time, but when I waited for me, I didn't pour cold water on her, I just nodded and smiled gently, "Okay, I'll wait for that day."

Jiang Mozi faced him and walked forward backwards while asking him: "When we meet in the World Championship in the future, can you really give me a reward?"

Before I could answer, she quickly emphasized: "I don't want chicken legs!"

When I was amused by her childish behavior, my heart felt soft, "What do you want?"

"Then I have to think about it." Jiang Mozi's dark eyes were filled with excitement, and she looked happy like a little girl looking forward to receiving the gift.

"I……"

"careful!"

As I waited for my low drink, the ginger minced stuttered by something unknown and fell straight backwards.

In panic, a warm hand grabbed her wrist, and her body was pulled by a force, and she fell straight forward.

But this time she was greeted not by the cold concrete floor, but by the warm embrace of the boy.

He was so thin that when Jiang Mozi took the chaos to wrap around his waist, he could clearly feel the shape of his ribs through the thin fabric.

On the cheeks that were pressed against his chest, you could feel the young and powerful heartbeat that the boy was hiding under his chest.

Like a war drum, the rhythm is dense and intense, one after another, as if it is about to jump out of the chest cavity.

And her heartbeat was the same.

After realizing this, she hugged her tighter, her face buried in his warm chest, and almost greedily sniffing the mint scent unique to his body, like frost and snow.

When my spine was stiff, I was completely dumbfounded.

The girl in her arms is warm and soft, and she smells it with a sweet milky smell.

The temperature of the skin was transmitted to him through the thin fabric, like a fire falling into a dry firewood pile, and a raging fire could be ignited in an instant.

When my body did not catch fire, he felt the heat for no reason.

But Jiang Mozi rubbed his face against his chest and whispered: "Why are you standing there? Hold me."

Only then did I dare to put my hand on her back, and my warm palms slowly stroked it, as if to soothe a frightened little animal.

That's right, he thought Jiang Mozi might have been frightened, so he suddenly became so clingy.

They hugged each other for a long time, and their heartbeats became consistent. Jiang Mozi finally raised her head and fell into a long and complicated English sentence in his ear.

The lingering tone was wrapped with a warm breath, and my face turned red in an instant.

His English is still very bad. He can understand the instructions his teammates when playing games, but he can't understand the girl's whisper in his ear.

"Can you explain it?" he asked with a blushing face: "I don't understand a little."

Jiang Mozi finally let go of his arm around his waist, raised a smile and said, "Forget it if you don't understand, I'll tell you when you come to the World Championship to find me."

...

In this way, when I returned to the PCL competition area with a seed of an out of reach dream, I was told that his team had disbanded a few months ago.

He went through many teams, and finally settled down in the gnm team.

As for the ginger minced meat...

When they first returned to China, they would carry the 12-hour jet lag and take a break from their busy schedule to share their lives with each other.

As each other's work becomes busier, the frequency of once a day gradually becomes once a week and once a month...

Until now, they almost do not disturb each other.

As I grew older and experienced, I gradually understood the source of my throbbing and heat when I was young, and it seemed that I could see some unspeakable thoughts of girls.

He still fulfilled the promise that seemed like a fairy tale, but gave him the courage to survive countless nights, and worked day after day in the direction of the World Championship.

He was still thinking about the words his little girl asked for, a reward he couldn't understand.

He regretted countless times that he was too young and did not know how to love her.

So this time, he will no longer foolishly add chicken legs to his little girl.

He would stand on the stage of the World Championship and listen carefully to her wishes.

No matter what she wants, he will give it to it.

As long as he has it, as long as he can afford it.

...

I was so devoted that I finally finished speaking that I suddenly realized that the originally chaotic carriage started to be silent.

The silence lasted for only a short while before it was interrupted again by Gatlin's sob.

He wiped Zongheng's old tears with his fat hands, and listened to the story with great sincerity: "Wuwuwu I was wrong. I will never joke about waiting for me to make calcium in my calcium. Please be sure to lock me up!"

Gu Congxin also smiled with an aunt on her face: "You guys stand in the world competition and don't move. I'll move a Civil Affairs Bureau for you!"

Only Lang Qiao frowned and said with a clear angle: "This story tells us that it is really important to master a foreign language."

"That's it!" Ji Shaoyi patted my shoulders and agreed with Lang Qiao very much: "It is recommended that you take the time to take the CET-4 and CET-6 after the World Championship."

"You're so difficult, right?" Tian Luodi waited for me and said unfairly: "You haven't even passed the CET-4 of English!"

After being smuggled like this, Ji Shaoyi was immediately dissatisfied: "Who said I haven't passed? I'm so good! Do you need me to give you one on the spot?"

Tian Luo: "..." God fucked him.

And wait for me: "..." Who am I? Where am I? Should normal people react like this when they hear this love story?

Did they agree to help him with advice? Could their strategy be to ask him to take the English CET-4 and CET-6 first?

Just as he was wondering if he hadn't told me well that the group of people had a deviation in their understanding of this story, Shi Bai patted him on the shoulder.
Chapter completed!